Jing Dengshao frowned. "I think Brother Yu and Master Xuelang have already started fighting with Cui Ling!" Jing Dengling’s heart hung on the safety of the two men, and he suddenly looked at the ugly maid in red and said, "Girl, go and help them to serve the old brother Huan. It’s still necessary to think about it!"
Ugly menservants shook their heads and said, "menservants can’t make moves …" It turned out that this menservants’ vigilance was abnormal, and it was thought that they had to be firmly nailed without their promise. Secondly, if they made moves, Cui Ling might recognize that she was caught by Cui Ling after she made moves, and she would be difficult to deal with Hengyu’s words. There are three reasons for this and she refused it very simply.
Jing Dengling’s heart was in a hurry for a while, and he never knew that he would change his attitude if he promised not to hurt Hengyu’s ugly maid, but such a promise could not be lightly spared. At this time, there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart. First, there were hundreds of lives in Zhuang. Second, Wulin Liangpeng worried about these two thoughts in the future. Sweat came out of his heart when he fought against each other.
Suddenly, a step came out from behind, and then a figure ran out of the people. When looking around, it turned out to be Jing Xiuwen. He was sent to escort Master Fengmen and Tieyi Baiqiu together to settle in a nearby village. I didn’t know that such a change would happen in the village, and he wouldn’t be poisoned. When he saw him sweating all over, he threw himself into the audience and said, "Wen Er left his feather brother to take care of Master Fengmen and Mr. Bai. There are two things that came back to tell him. First, an escort passed by. The evil ghost ridge in Zhuang has gone out of the Jianghu, and now Second, I came to Shili Road, southwest of Zhuang, and found that the bodies of the Wulin fellow victims were all black and obviously injured by poison, and the carotid arteries of the bodies all had tooth marks, so it was judged that they were sucked when they died frequently! "
"Is there such a thing?" asked Jing Dengling, an old man in Longhuzhuang. Jing Xiuwen has not yet answered that he himself has gone on to say, "Although the Jianghu has heard of it, it is always said that there is a blood-sucking thing. This kind of blood-sucking demon has not appeared in the past 20 years. Is it true that blood-sucking people are the murderers who killed them?" This speculation makes a lot of sense. Jing Dengshao and Situ Dengyu think that this matter was done by Hengyu, and it is bound to annihilate him as soon as possible. Hundreds of lives in Zhuang’s size are in jeopardy. When they think of this, their hearts are startled and heavy.
In Jing Xiuwen’s knowledge, there are so many twists and turns that the three old men are killed by the same people in the Wulin and feel sad. "All the Wulin predecessors will arrive in Zhuangshi Dasheng in the future, and this reception must be prepared early."
Once again, he got off his horse to come to reinforce the martial arts experts, which made the old man think that the situation was urgent and he had to get rid of Hengyu early, so that he could bully others and hurt the lives of his martial arts friends.
At this time, it is needless to say that the three people looked at each other with a heavy heart and understood each other. This decision weighed on the three people’s hearts like a thousand pounds of stones, but I felt that the risks and life and death of my life were far less than this decision. "
The ugly maid said sternly, "You’d better consider one more time!" Seeing her rude attitude, Jing Xiuwen was furious and thought to herself, I don’t know who dares to be so polite, but I can’t help but stare at her eyes. Who knows that the three people don’t get angry, and Jing Dengling still fuels, "I’m tired of waiting for my brothers to return to Miss Baohua, and the gentleman can take care of himself. One life can reach Zhuang hundreds!"
He spoke with absolute justice, and he knew there was room for manoeuvre.
The ugly maidservant was frightened and moved. Suddenly, she hid her face and turned around and left. Jing Xiuwen was waiting to ask Jing Dengling that "Wen Er should go back to protect Brother Bai and master Feng Man should not stay here!" Jing Xiuwen, who dares to disobey even the silence in the village, dares not spit out the question and hurried out of the village.
The old man quickly entered a room and took out a wooden cover. First, each person was given three red projectiles, which were specially boxed and hung around his waist. Then, the lid should be lifted and ready to burn, but it won’t fall out even if it is vertical and vertical.
They all packed the projectiles, then took out a lot of gunpowder from the box and stuffed them. Finally, they took out three pairs of dragon, sword and tiger whips from the bottom of the box, and everyone took them and hung them up.
Jing Dengling said, "When two good brothers want to see their brother take out their weapons, they have to fight for their weapons, and they have to be close to his body and hug him tightly. At this time, the most important thing is that they must not be sad and hesitate to delay the opportunity! In the end, it’s up to God that he is the one of the three of us who will die together. We can’t miss the slightest chance of getting close, but we can’t fight the two good brothers easily if we are very sure, remember? "
The two are in harmony, and the anger in the room is bleak and tragic. They are all brothers and sisters for decades, and they are facing the fate of unfair and tragic death. Hundreds of people in Jiazhuang have lost their lives and hate. It is really a painful life.
The three men looked at each other in an instant, and tears flooded in the eyes of the tiger. Jing Dengling’s heart hung outside. The situation first roared and stepped out of the room, and the parents also roared and roared or were low or high and miserable.
In a blink of an eye, the people have already rushed out of the hall to see the heady geek Cui Ling with a knife light, Yujian sword and Xuelang Zen master’s Buddhist monk’s sword. The offensive is extremely impressive, and they can’t leave the two famous martial arts players. They have seen their eyes for dozens of feet, and they are hoarse and strange, and they feel very uncomfortable. This strange roar suddenly flew to Fang Yi’s ear and has moved for a long time. It’s incredible that they can reach the hall as fast as they can!
The spirit of the people in Longhuzhuang shook his eyes and gave up the struggle in the hall to stare at the outside of the hall.
Strange whistling and blinking have stopped at the door of the hall, but I saw that my white head was covered with white cloth, and my eyes stood still and stared coldly at the hall.
Jing Dengling shook the abdomen and shouted, "Is it the poison saint Hengyu?" All the tiles in the hall are rustling and shocking. It turns out that Jing Dengling has been practicing hard for decades, hoping to awaken Hengyu’s lost mind.
The white geek’s body shook and his eyes flashed. At this moment, Cui Ling had a hideous laugh. "Jing Laoer’s fruit is a little eye trick, but his mind is white." The poison saint Hengyu in white heard Cui Lingyin detain and restore calm, and his eyes no longer flashed.
Jing Dengling snorted, "Cui Ling, what kind of hero is this despicable means of restraining Brother Huan’s mind by using heresy?"
Cui Ling’s knife light suddenly tumbled like waves, and then he improved the brush-back ground and went straight out of the trap. He said coldly, "Hey, I don’t want to show you my fascinating solution …" Before I finish, Stuart went to Yudong Road. "The name of Cui can kill our three brothers in the Wulin. Today, I show you that the Dragon and Tiger Villa has a good reputation!"
After what he said, Jackson Xuelang and Yu Jian no longer began to look at the people who were like coping with this poison, Sheng Hengyu.
Cui Ling whispered and waved his hand to poison Sheng Hengyu, and then he walked towards the old man. Jing Dengling’s eyebrows smiled and said, "Let’s try Brother Hengyu’s poison skill with our bare hands!"
Three people immediately Fei into a column of JingDengLing center slightly prominent Yu Erlao is slightly after falling, but there is a wing protection potential.
Hengyu kept walking until he reached Jing Dengling, raised his hand and patted Jing Dengling’s two palms to turn his paws into dragons’ paws respectively. Tiger Claw hit his hand in a hurry and a slow way, but at the same time, he attacked Hengyu without flashing or avoiding hard work. The half-black and half-white palms still attacked, but when the other two forces touched him, they suddenly changed their hardness and flexibility, and the soft force attracted the strong force and extrapolated to spare him the poison. Sheng Hengyu’s skill was also unstable, so he called a dozen poisonous palms and passed by Jing Dengling’s front door.
Jing Dengling and Situ Dengyu made a concerted effort to detain Heng Yu six or seven steps away with four different strengths.
Heng Yu’s mouth suddenly gave a strange noise, which was extremely harsh and ugly. When he reached the front of three people, he stretched out his hand and patted it. It was his poisonous palm that had been rushed like the wind, and he had already shot more than seven palms in an instant.
Those people all look solemn, and their hands are all African-American, Tiger Claw-shaped, giving off a dragon’s soul and a tiger’s spirit. See Hengyu, every palm has been brushed by three people, but after all, they encounter people’s bodies or their palms.
When we first joined hands, the three elders of Longhushan seemed to have fallen off the wind, but after ten strokes, all three people made dragons and tigers roar, which suppressed the howling of Hengyu monster, and at the same time, the magic stirred up the hall, and the wind turned violent and gradually vibrated.
Cui Ling saw the people joining forces with power, and his eyes flashed. Obviously, his heart was horrified and he was whispering-
Hengyu exposed a pair of poisonous palms in his eyes, which suddenly increased a lot of power. Not only did his tricks become superb, but he also gave off a faint stench. You know, his martial arts are extremely high, but Cui Ling planned to keep his hands hidden. Now that Hengyu’s background has been leaked, there is no need to ban him. His original martial arts is to give orders. Hengyu suddenly became powerful and poisonous, and immediately strengthened his fierce power.
However, it is absolutely impossible to support this situation for a long time, because their magical power of dragon’s soul and tiger’s spirit is so powerful that they can’t hide their profound skills. They will never dare to try their best. This poisonous sacred body Hengyu is not afraid of the power of exquisite skills, but they will never dare to be touched by him. How can this kind of play last?
Cui Ling, the heady geek, grinned grimly, even showing a sense of pride. Yu Jian, a master of Shaolin Snow Wave Duster, was secretly anxious to see such a difficult situation for a long time.
Jing Dengling suddenly whistled and attacked Zhang Lang for several times. "If you ask about your life …"
Jing Dengshao said, "You often forget one’s own body …" Snow Wave Jackson and Yu Jian also listened to these two sentences and could not help but be awed.
Listen to Situ Dengyu’s chanting, "People are righteous …"
Jing Dengling clanked loudly, "The sword is full of dust …"
Xuelang Zen master and Yu Jian saw that their three brothers had sung songs and joined forces to resist the enemy. They had another kind of courage and sense of honor, and they couldn’t help but drink a prize.
Cui Ling secretly repeated the quatrains of the people in his heart. "If you ask Pingzhi, you often forget that a man is full of righteous clothes and swords. Hum this tone is a chivalrous tone."
See people palm potential to strengthen flip rolling force hengyu such as rainbow offensive.
As the saying goes, "If you want to protect people’s integrity, it’s true that you are afraid that your sword will be stained with your own blood."
Jing Dengling didn’t let his breath "choke" sound, and the dragon sword and tiger whip had been pulled in his hand for several strokes. He took over the Hengyu offensive and took over his left hand. The dragon sword was short, but the strength was feminine and the cotton was long, and the tiger whip was strong and strong.
Yu parents also took out their weapons, and their faces were all solemn and stirring. Suddenly a figure rushed into the hall and cried; "Three old people can’t be heartless. Killer!"
The sound is very sharp and reveals anxiety in my heart.
Everyone lifted up his eyes and saw this figure wearing a page mask but wearing a children’s play mask. Cui Ling, a heady geek, couldn’t think of the origin of this page at first sight, but Yu Jian and Xue Lang Jackson knew that this was the ugly maid.
The ugly maid stamped her feet again and again in a hurry. "I know that the heart of the three old people is as bright as the sun, the moon and the once upon a time in america, but the life of the three old people is the same as that of this insane person. Is it mutually assured destruction and suffering?"
Jing Dengling said, "I have made up my mind to say more!"
Their three elders jointly pointed out that Jing Dengling, who was extremely powerful, answered sadly; The situation is still in decline
Cui Ling, a fascinating geek, studied human psychology all his life. At this time, he saw the tragic expression of the three old people. Then he suddenly judged that it was true. He thought, "The martial arts of the three old people in Hengyu are not weak, but if they fight for a long time, they will still be defeated. It is reasonable to say that it is often seen in the martial arts, but the three old people in Hengyu are very different."
In an instant, he has turned fifteen or sixteen tricks in his heart, but he still feels that it is not right to drink a poison when it is low. Sheng Hengyu suddenly stops and retreats four feet far and faster than the flash. Seeing his posture is so fast, people in Longhuzhuang can’t help but know with horror that it is not good to catch up and stop.
Cui Ling said coldly, "I still have something important to do. I will accompany you tonight to teach you to see …" The speaker has rushed out of the hall.
Jing Dengling can’t help but be active when he sees what they say. At this moment, he suddenly listens to Wei Lai, a long whistle outside, and then drinks and scolds, and the lance touches each other in succession.
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