Niu Fei Zai Xia

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Wu Hao returned to normal, standing by the tree and leisurely.

They didn't have many disciples passing by in the grove where they were waiting, but they fell quietly.

The old man shouted: "Hey, don't forget to bring the donkey to you. The place is very far away. It takes at least fifteen days to get to the road."

"We are in the carriage." Wu Hao replied casually, and seemed to have something to worry about.

"Then I saved my legs and ankles." The old man sat on the ground and played with the mud ball on his neck, but his heart was definitely not as leisurely as the surface.

A master is not given in white. At least the age of dozens of people survived, and the old tycoons couldn’t talk about it.

Is this gimmick really true or false? The old man, the lord of Yan Jianzong's make-up, pondered in his heart.

Xiao Ruoyao, a 14-year-old little girl. Judging by the degree of a normal girl, this age is an innocent and romantic age. Under the influence of the thoughts of the young girl, the words of the Guardian Zongzhilian, which was just mentioned, may indeed be the words of the heart and the words that care about the past.

But the old man did not dare to believe.

Think about it, this girl is a guy who even dares to hang in the white elders. Even the elders have been counted down by her, so it will definitely not be a simple gimmick.

The white elders are rigorous, and they have already told Wu Hao these performances.

The old man is holding a mud ball, and his mind is not counting.

But... If this is a reverse trap?

This is also possible. The most dangerous place is the safest place. Deliberately put out his own intentional person, as long as she thinks that she is the wrong side of the water, the person she really wants to protect can be safe.

Wait, why do I think so much? Is this also the trap under this hoe? If I think more, the more I expose myself? But her words have obviously used me as a sect.

Fortunately, they couldn’t think of it. The patriarch of the sect of the great sect would act as an old man.

Then Wu Hao, I saw her white fingers tearing a branch on the willow tree and starting to lick the willow leaves above.

A piece of willow leaves was dropped by her, accompanied by her judgmental discourse: "It is the old man, the supervisor, the old man, the supervisor..."

Hey? ! Not at all? Do you judge my identity in this way? The old man’s expression didn’t dare to make big changes, but he yelled in his heart.

"It’s the supervision, it’s the old man... it’s the supervision!” Wu Hao finished the last leaf, and the result was actually the voice of the supervisor.

No, no, it’s not scientific! The old man’s heart made such a scream.

"Hey, since you are a supervisor, don't force me to show your original shape. After all, no one wants to be stared at!" Wu said, slamming several darts from the back of the dart bag. The fierce light is in a flash.

嗖, 嗖, 嗖 ——

The three-handed darts drew three lightning-like white lights and flew to the old man.

In exchange for others, such a close distance is absolutely unresolved, and only subconsciously dodge.

Fortunately, it is the sect of the Swordsman, how eyesight and strength, just a pretense to shake.

"Oh!" When one of the darts was tied to the right shoulder of the old man, he shouted out.

The old man fell to the ground.

Wu Hao quickly screamed in surprise and ran to see how the old man was hurt.

She has already done her homework in the outer door of the Tibetan Classics. The use of darts is no less than the master of hard work for several years.

After the darts were thrown out, although it seemed to be flying fast, the left and right handles were not aligned. Only the middle darts aimed at the right shoulder of the old man, and the force is well controlled, only to the extent of the slight injury.

injured? Still really hurt? Wu Hao was surprised to see that the flying knife was not falling deep on the shoulders of the old man, and it actually bleed.

Wu Hao also refused to be dirty, and quickly helped him.

"Cognac throwing a knife with a knife?!" The old man screamed and crawled to hide her, and the mouth yelled, "Oh, oh! Your sect is going to kill, you can’t go! You can’t go. Dusit!"

"Don't scream, it will give you treatment!" Wu Hao held him, pulled down the collarbone clothes, and took out the powder to apply.

Don't say that the clothes are dirty and sticky, even the skin here is dirty enough. Is it really an ordinary old man? Deliberately picked the shot at the shoulder to do the test, Wu Hao doubts in his heart.

She did not think that the master's makeup was quite thorough, and the whole person was soaked in a large medicine tank where the elders were urgently equipped with dirty drugs. To put it simply, he is like an old-fashioned antique, and he has a thick layer of dirty mud camouflage.

Hard enough for him. However, the relationship between the gods and the gods is great, and it is a big move. Even when the dart was injured, he was also blind.

Wu Hao's darts are under the control of the cleverness before being shot, and there is not much meat in the bones. It is very easy to stop bleeding after taking the medicine.

"I will bandage you again." Wu said.

"A bandage? You have to tie up the donkey?" The old man began to hide again.

"Don't be afraid."

"Don't bandage!" The old man's hands and feet used the ground to escape.

In fact, Wu Hao does not have any material to be bandaged, so it is even better to say it. The wound is not deep, no big problem.

However, he is too dirty, don't get infected, the world can be without antibiotics. Wu Hao considered it and pulled the old man to the nearby mission temple.

At the entrance of the Mission Temple, with the attention of many disciples, Wu Hao sought out people to open the water and some Pupa, to help him with a simple debridement and disinfection.

In fact, there is a multi-purpose intention to come to Qingchuang.

The old man struggled several times, but his strength seemed to be better than that of Wu Hao, who was pressed to treat the wound near his shoulder.

It's too dirty. Four or five pieces of cloth were scrapped, and each one became dark and dirty, which only dealt with the area of ​​one shoulder...

"Under the hand, an old man, what method should I use to test whether the squadron monitors the class? In the event of a headache, it is quite a headache." Wu said to himself. It seems that such a toss, she feels tired.

The old man seems to understand that Wu Hao is saying that he is arrogant, and he is self-satisfied: "Don’t pretend to be a good heart. You are a slap in the face to give a sweet date. When you are good?"

Wu Hao did not hear it, re-applied the old man's medicine, and wiped a wet cloth in the face of the old man.

This is to see if I have any tolerance! The old man screamed in his heart.

"Do you do it?" The old man suddenly called: "Don't wash your face, hurt!"

"Hey! The side of your face is covered with water, and when I am a fool!" Wu Hao snorted.

In exchange for others, Ninety-Nine will immediately subconsciously touch his face. But the old man asked, "Are you talking about it?"

Fortunately, I believe that the Elders’ easiness will be fooled. Otherwise, they will be fooled. The old man’s heart wiped the sweat.

The first time when he contacted Wu Hao, he felt a kind of pressure.

The feeling of reversal of attack and defense. Originally, as the core of the task, it should be the active side, but I did not expect that there is always a feeling of fear in front of this gimmick.

In fact, what if the fake face is exposed? It’s almost like this now.

In the heart of the sect, there is a master's arrogance. Since Yi Rong is equipped to test you, if it is exposed, it will fall too much.

Going back and forth, I don’t know if this girl is a discerning disciple. It’s not clear that the white elders are going to kill their jokes.

At this time, Wu Hao’s actions to help the elderly deal with the wounds under the broad public have attracted many disciples to hand over the task, and more and more people are stealing their eyes. Just out of courtesy, it’s not good to come and ask.

Wu Hao’s eyes turned and shouted loudly: “Looking for people to get things started! The old man with dementia was inadvertently separated from his family. He was injured by a woman who is generous and decent, so he is looking for his family’s claim! Come and claim dementia. Old man!"

The girl's tracing notice suddenly attracted more people, and many disciples focused on the old man.

Many people know Wu Hao, the quasi-celebrity, and say: "The singer disciple Xiao Ruoyao? Is she doing good deeds?"

"How do I listen to that she accidentally hurt this old man?"

"Where is the old man? How does it look dirty?"

The disciples gradually gathered, but they retreated as soon as they approached.

"It's too stinky! Sour and sour!"

"How many days did the old man take a shower?!"

When you look at the black water of a copper basin next to the old man and so many pieces of abandoned Bupa, everyone will be lost.

"Great! Can such an old man endure?"

"And personally help him heal! I can't do it, the station can't stand."

"I really can't think of it, can the princess of the age of twenty-seven can endure so dirty?"

"It’s a woman!"

"Yes, if she doesn't nickname the woman!"

Wu Hao seemed to be on fire, and she simply picked up the old man and left.

She has paid attention to observing the expressions and little movements of almost everyone, but I have not seen that some people know the little details of this old man. It doesn't make sense to stay here again.

"Well? How did you run here?" As soon as the mission temple was not far away, Zongzhilian was ready to find it first.

Wu Hao explained what happened just now.

Zong Zhilian, of course, shook the fan in five steps and said: "If you are doing right, if you test it, it hurts him, but it is necessary."

He turned to the old man again and said, "The old man, if Yao Yao has any crimes, he still hopes to forgive me."

I don’t know what to say.

Wu Hao heard the secret laziness and sneered: "You stupid, standing and talking, no pain? I am doing well, why don't you do it?"

"It's not that you are ingenious, haha." Zong Zhilian laughed and said: "Who doesn't know, if Yao is sympathetic to the weak, helping others?"

"You guy, that's what you said on your mouth." Wu Yan shook his arms and swayed back and forth, as if he couldn't open it. Especially on the face, I was a little bit smug after being praised.

The old man looked at nothing in his eyes, but Zong Zhilian noticed that he suddenly rounded his eyes and shuddered.

What happened to Ruo Yao’s female man? Where did this little woman come from?

Going a little further, returning to the woods waiting before, Wu Hao rolled his hair and smiled and said: "What can I rent for the carriage? Can I customize those costumes? If not, don't blame me. Take the whip and smoke you."

Zong Zhilian suddenly noticed her movement, and her heart suddenly tightened.

Three steps of musk!

Zong Zhilian immediately watched out that he did not want to move too big, but naturally answered in his mouth: "Nature brings it, but you can only take it by yourself when you are hiding in the outer door."

In fact, because of his fear of odor, he was far away from Wu Hao and was almost unaffected by this incense.

Wu Hao deliberately reminded him that he was to be careful, so that he could keep the old man in the test.

"Oh, go to the Tibetan Classics Hall where I live, don't delay the meeting with Yunyun." Wu Hao made an anxious rush.

The old man was sprinted by her squatting, and almost fell, and the mouth yelled: "You don't want to tease you! You can't help the old legs and legs!"

Wu Hao stopped and cried: "Hey, how can I not lift my heart?"

The old man stunned his eyes and didn't know what she was talking about.

Zong Zhilian stepped over and shook his head slightly, saying that he did not see any problems.

Any master, after hearing this sentence, will subconsciously mention Xuanqi to try.

Zong Zhilian stared at him carefully and found no flaws. This old man is just like an ordinary person, even with Wu Hao, there is no sense of volatility.

"Okay. Maybe we are too sensitive." Wu Hao said to give up: "This is the case anyway, send him to Qidu."

In fact, Wu Hao did not think that this old man would be the sect of the Sword.

Wu Hao's incense technique is a self-proclaimed elder. When I was young, I had to fight with the elders of the elders. How could I not know the prescription?

"I have already hired the carriage in advance, and I will come over after an hour." Zong Zhilian nodded and agreed, thinking about the situation of the other two people: "There is a home for Yunyun, come out and at least find the boss who is with him. The father of the rudder confessed, naturally I am not fast. Mu Qingya girl, have something to wait for."

"There is a natural meaning, waiting for the girl to be a manly man." Wu Hao counterattacks.

She said that this is not a girl's position, but that she is waiting for a beautiful woman like Mu Qingya.

She wants to open: the opportunity to wait for a beautiful woman is not a tragedy. There is no chance, and that is the tragedy.

Zong Zhilian smiled and said: "You will be beautiful for yourself. We can't wait. When I was out with a few little sisters in my family, I was bothered. From morning to noon, my stomach was so hungry that I couldn't get out. ""

After waiting for a long time, Yun Yun injured did not wait, Mu Qingya came first.

She put on a darker black dress and wrapped it in a black cloth. The face was deliberately painted with some earthy rouge, but it looked a lot ugly, and the appearance became mediocre and many feelings.

"How do you deliberately blacken your face?" Wu said strangely.

Mu Qingya’s sign language tells her: “The girl’s family is outside, and safety is the first. Before I came to the Zongmen, it’s like this, it’s quite peaceful.”

"You have a mysterious temper, and the general thief still doesn't come to you? And this time there are Zong Zhilian. They, forget it, safety first makes sense." Wu Hao thought about it, in case of a powerful flower thief A headache, it is also because of Mu Qingya.

After waiting for a long time, I saw seven or eight ruts in the distance, pulling a long string.

"What are you hiring?" Wu Hao squatted on the pergola.

"No, I only hired three carriages." Zong Zhilian also wondered.

The rut stopped nearby and hula came down a group of women. Dressing is gorgeous, ranging from 30 to 50.

Oh, not all women, mixed with cloud damage and Xiaoyunjiao brothers and sisters.

Wu Hao is lively. Ok? Can Yun Yunjiao run out? What is his boss's extra grace?

Jin Yunjiao waved far away toward Wu Hao. Jin Yunjiao is slow, a reluctant look, and even a big embarrassed posture.

This group of women screamed and said: "Is she?"

"Is it the girl with a purple belt? Is it a girl with a black dress?"

"Small injury, tell my mother, which girl is it? Or are you both?"

After Jin Yunjiao approached, I was very embarrassed to pose a vow to Wu Hao. "I can’t help but can’t hold it. My mouth doesn’t have a door. In fact, I don’t blame me. There are many under the door. The people spread."

"What?" Wu Hao did not respond.

Zong Zhilian’s eyes turned and he smiled and said: “Is it... come to see my daughter-in-law?”

what? ! Wu Hao suddenly felt bad.

All the women followed the eyes of Zong Zhilian and Mu Qingya, and they saw that the gimmick of the Lanshang purple belt was the Lord, and suddenly surrounded it.

The old man saw the situation is not good, and quickly escaped.

A group of ladies looked up and down around Wu Hao, and said, "Is this girl?"

"It's not bad. Don't look at the small ones that hurt others, but the eyes are quite good."

"Slim skin tender meat, chest and hips, look at it is good to raise. It is not knowing whether to give birth to a male baby? As the saying goes, the hips are awkward, the dolls are called; the hips are round, the birth is full... eat more and make up, It’s round and uplifting, so it’s better to raise a lot after passing the door!”

"Catch--" Wu Hao yelled and yelled at Qi Yunjiao: "Who are these and who are these?"

"It’s all my brother’s mother-in-law...” Jin Yunjiao said: “My family relationship is awkward, my mother’s mother passed away early, and these mothers look at my brother as a biological...”

"And then? What's going on now? Forget it~www.NovelMTL.com~ Needless to say..." Wu Hao was full of black lines and basically guessed it.

It seems that the misunderstanding with the cloud injury before, there is no root!

"Hey cloud injury!" Wu Hao screamed, rushing out from a group of women, intending to find this culprit.

Can you hurt the cloud?

Holding a tree and taking the brain to the state to hit it...

If you hit the bark, let’s go down.

This time Wu Hao is embarrassed to speak.

Just such a hesitation, this group of niecees came over again and planned to continue to comment on it.

"Wait! You are all sorrowful, I am now my turn!" Wu Hao yelled and jumped three steps to the side, jumped to the old man's head and shouted his arm and shouted: "This is 咱爹!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe, reward, your support is my greatest motivation.)