Chapter 1105
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T-shirt man picked up his sword, with a very disgusting expression on his face. Eight Han swords were stained with filth, which had temporarily sealed the power of thunder and lightning, and could only be used as ordinary weapons.
All of a sudden, I found out that it was not only the savage cattle that disappeared, but also the Yin mice in the jar. Only the bloody jar remained intact on the ground. I don't know how this man pulled the Yin rat out of it, and it's still under our eyes?
I asked Wei Yu, "didn't you see anyone just now?"
Wei Yu said innocently, "no, I've been chased by those disgusting mice. I don't have time to worry about anything else."
Barbarian ox is probably dead. In case the next opponent has any corpse control skill, I will be a day dog. I told T-shirt man about my worries, and T-shirt man shook his head and said, "I don't think so. He just recycled the body."
"Recover the body?" I'm a little strange.
"Twelve dead Xiao is the secret weapon of Longquan Mountain Villa. They certainly don't want the identity of the organization to be exposed. Even if they die, they will take away the body..." T-shirt man explains.
"And who is it this time?" I asked.
T-shirt man suddenly looks gloomy and says in a low voice, "as long as it's not that person!"
I was curious for a while. Judging from the previous several fights, although the twelve dead Xiao used evil means and acted strangely, he was not strong enough to deal with them. Do they have uneven levels and have particularly strong rivals in them?
At this moment, a cry of sadness and despair drifted into my ears. The original owner's wife woke up and wailed with the owner's body.
I can't bear it in my heart. I used to comfort her for a few words. Death can't revive, but I can compensate for her shop. After all, twelve dead Xiao came to kill me, and I have a responsibility.
I just said that I wanted to compensate her, and the landlady suddenly jumped on me and started crying. The landlady was only twenty-five or six years old. I didn't look carefully before. This will only find her body plump sexy, a charming melon seeds small face, at this time a pair of big white rabbits pressed on my chest, make me a little embarrassed.
I comforted her and said, "Madame, you are always in a good mood. We will spend more time with your husband and bless him to be a good family in the next life."
"Thank you so much, master. My shop has been destroyed. I'm afraid there's no place to live tonight. Could you please take a ride? My home is in a small village nearby. " The landlady begged.
I was embarrassed for a while. I didn't know whether to promise her or not, so I asked T-shirt man with my eyes.
Looking back, I saw a round fat man coming. He was like a walking ball. His length and width were almost equal. Generally speaking, fat people's skin is very white, but his skin is as black as the bottom of the pot. But when he saw the fat man's face, he called out exaggeratively, "Wow, how can there be dead people here? I'm afraid of them!"
I was puzzled. The fat man looked strange. Was he really just a passer-by?
T-shirt man suddenly pointed at him with a sword and said coldly, "fat pig, stop pretending and tell that guy hiding in the dark to get out and die together!"
Fat pig? Another member of the zodiac!
I faintly noticed that there was a kind of Yin Qi nearby. Its strength was comparable to that of the ghost King level. It was lying in the trough. It seems that this time, it's more powerful than the previous ones.
Fat pig raised his hand in fright and cried out, "Taoist priest, don't point your sword at others. They are afraid that their liver will jump."
"Dress, you dress!" T-shirt man looked at him coldly.
The fat pig shows a face and counsels: "I'm just ordered to do things. In fact, the villain really doesn't want to be the enemy of the two. It's all directed by the villa leader..."
Fat pig is approaching T-shirt man while talking. His face is always full of greasy smile. T-shirt man is wary of holding eight side Han sword, and does not relax his vigilance at all.
When Jianfeng was only a few centimeters away from chubby pig's throat, he stopped and said with a frown: "I'm the last one to fight. I just want to kill you so that I can have supper!"
T-shirt man sneers: "you'd better go to hell and have a reunion dinner with your brothers."
Fat pig grinned: "I would like to pluck out the eyes of you and Zhang Jiulin Hot pot! "
After saying "Shabu hot pot", the fat pig suddenly pulled out a shiny watermelon knife from behind and cut it at the T-shirt man's wrist. T-shirt man backhand sword, shock open his knife, fat pig suddenly fell to the ground, and then roll on the spot, and stand up, like a tumbler.
I haven't seen such a wonderful and different opponent in my life. If this man doesn't commit crimes with Longquan villa, he will probably become a comedian in the performing arts circle.
Fat pig's face is full of laughter, holding up watermelon knife and slashing madly at T-shirt man. This kind of unorganized move, T-shirt man just can't pay attention to it. He put down the fat pig several times, but every time the fat pig rolled on the spot, he stood up and continued fighting indomitably. I thought the watermelon knife in his hand was a magic weapon, but I cut it a few times and then cut it. It turned out that it was a ubiquitous stall.
"The Taoist priest is so powerful, the villain is willing to bow to the wind!"After that, the fat pig rolled on the spot and turned like a meatball. The knife in his hand danced with his body into a silver light. I'm shocked. What's this wonderful move? Is this man really the famous assassin of Longquan Mountain Villa?
The fat pig, incarnated as a human flesh top, revolves around the T-shirt man's body constantly. Although this move is wonderful, it's really not easy to deal with. The T-shirt man snapped, winning in danger, and stabbed the fat pig's throat with a sword.
The fat pig in the rotation suddenly stopped, lying on the ground covering his neck with his hand, and his expression was extremely painful. But I could see at a glance that he was acting, because the sword didn't enter his body at all, and the body of the sword was slightly bent.
Does this man know how to wear a bell jar or a cloth shirt?
"The Taoist priest stabbed me, and I also stabbed him!" After that, the fat pig suddenly reached for the eight side Han sword, and the watermelon knife on the other hand chopped it toward the T-shirt man's wrist.
I shouted: "first day, be careful!"
T-shirt man threw away his eight sided sword and jumped back, recited the truth in his mouth, and there was a blue light on his body. He did not intend to fight with fat pig any more, and wanted to use magic to kill him.
Chubby pig threw the eight side Han sword in his hand, quickly picked it in his throat with his left hand, and then shot a dirty and inaudible water arrow out of his throat. T-shirt man quickly retreated, the casting was interrupted, and the blue light on his body quickly dissipated.
What is the dark green juice that fat pig sprays on the ground? There are still some undigested toad legs, internal organs, blood clots and other things in it, which makes people nauseous.
Fat pig wiped his mouth and said, "I'm hungry again. Taoist priest, please give me your meat!"
After that, I picked up the watermelon knife and started to chop at the T-shirt man. I've learned from his mother. There are also three kinds of methods. Fat pig doesn't know what kind of magic can be practiced. Once the opponent uses the magic, he will spit out a pool of filth to break it.
Two people are fighting hard, at this time a voice of Yin compassion said: "fat pig, can you do it, really don't want my help?"
Fat pig panted and said: "Jinlong, I've said it many times. Don't call me fat pig. Call me thin."
"I will say, dead fat pig! Dead fat pig! " Said the voice of compassion.
"When I get back to kill you! Use your head as a nightpot. "
With the sound of fat pig, the blade technique is more disordered, T-shirt man also speeds up, and their swords strike a spark in the mid air.
"I'm here to help!" Just then, a big man with his hands around his chest, stepped on a coffin and flew down from the roof. I was shocked. What kind of way was this.
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T-shirt man picked up his sword, with a very disgusting expression on his face. Eight Han swords were stained with filth, which had temporarily sealed the power of thunder and lightning, and could only be used as ordinary weapons.
All of a sudden, I found out that it was not only the savage cattle that disappeared, but also the Yin mice in the jar. Only the bloody jar remained intact on the ground. I don't know how this man pulled the Yin rat out of it, and it's still under our eyes?
I asked Wei Yu, "didn't you see anyone just now?"
Wei Yu said innocently, "no, I've been chased by those disgusting mice. I don't have time to worry about anything else."
Barbarian ox is probably dead. In case the next opponent has any corpse control skill, I will be a day dog. I told T-shirt man about my worries, and T-shirt man shook his head and said, "I don't think so. He just recycled the body."
"Recover the body?" I'm a little strange.
"Twelve dead Xiao is the secret weapon of Longquan Mountain Villa. They certainly don't want the identity of the organization to be exposed. Even if they die, they will take away the body..." T-shirt man explains.
"And who is it this time?" I asked.
T-shirt man suddenly looks gloomy and says in a low voice, "as long as it's not that person!"
I was curious for a while. Judging from the previous several fights, although the twelve dead Xiao used evil means and acted strangely, he was not strong enough to deal with them. Do they have uneven levels and have particularly strong rivals in them?
At this moment, a cry of sadness and despair drifted into my ears. The original owner's wife woke up and wailed with the owner's body.
I can't bear it in my heart. I used to comfort her for a few words. Death can't revive, but I can compensate for her shop. After all, twelve dead Xiao came to kill me, and I have a responsibility.
I just said that I wanted to compensate her, and the landlady suddenly jumped on me and started crying. The landlady was only twenty-five or six years old. I didn't look carefully before. This will only find her body plump sexy, a charming melon seeds small face, at this time a pair of big white rabbits pressed on my chest, make me a little embarrassed.
I comforted her and said, "Madame, you are always in a good mood. We will spend more time with your husband and bless him to be a good family in the next life."
"Thank you so much, master. My shop has been destroyed. I'm afraid there's no place to live tonight. Could you please take a ride? My home is in a small village nearby. " The landlady begged.
I was embarrassed for a while. I didn't know whether to promise her or not, so I asked T-shirt man with my eyes.
Looking back, I saw a round fat man coming. He was like a walking ball. His length and width were almost equal. Generally speaking, fat people's skin is very white, but his skin is as black as the bottom of the pot. But when he saw the fat man's face, he called out exaggeratively, "Wow, how can there be dead people here? I'm afraid of them!"
I was puzzled. The fat man looked strange. Was he really just a passer-by?
T-shirt man suddenly pointed at him with a sword and said coldly, "fat pig, stop pretending and tell that guy hiding in the dark to get out and die together!"
Fat pig? Another member of the zodiac!
I faintly noticed that there was a kind of Yin Qi nearby. Its strength was comparable to that of the ghost King level. It was lying in the trough. It seems that this time, it's more powerful than the previous ones.
Fat pig raised his hand in fright and cried out, "Taoist priest, don't point your sword at others. They are afraid that their liver will jump."
"Dress, you dress!" T-shirt man looked at him coldly.
The fat pig shows a face and counsels: "I'm just ordered to do things. In fact, the villain really doesn't want to be the enemy of the two. It's all directed by the villa leader..."
Fat pig is approaching T-shirt man while talking. His face is always full of greasy smile. T-shirt man is wary of holding eight side Han sword, and does not relax his vigilance at all.
When Jianfeng was only a few centimeters away from chubby pig's throat, he stopped and said with a frown: "I'm the last one to fight. I just want to kill you so that I can have supper!"
T-shirt man sneers: "you'd better go to hell and have a reunion dinner with your brothers."
Fat pig grinned: "I would like to pluck out the eyes of you and Zhang Jiulin Hot pot! "
After saying "Shabu hot pot", the fat pig suddenly pulled out a shiny watermelon knife from behind and cut it at the T-shirt man's wrist. T-shirt man backhand sword, shock open his knife, fat pig suddenly fell to the ground, and then roll on the spot, and stand up, like a tumbler.
I haven't seen such a wonderful and different opponent in my life. If this man doesn't commit crimes with Longquan villa, he will probably become a comedian in the performing arts circle.
Fat pig's face is full of laughter, holding up watermelon knife and slashing madly at T-shirt man. This kind of unorganized move, T-shirt man just can't pay attention to it. He put down the fat pig several times, but every time the fat pig rolled on the spot, he stood up and continued fighting indomitably. I thought the watermelon knife in his hand was a magic weapon, but I cut it a few times and then cut it. It turned out that it was a ubiquitous stall.
"The Taoist priest is so powerful, the villain is willing to bow to the wind!"After that, the fat pig rolled on the spot and turned like a meatball. The knife in his hand danced with his body into a silver light. I'm shocked. What's this wonderful move? Is this man really the famous assassin of Longquan Mountain Villa?
The fat pig, incarnated as a human flesh top, revolves around the T-shirt man's body constantly. Although this move is wonderful, it's really not easy to deal with. The T-shirt man snapped, winning in danger, and stabbed the fat pig's throat with a sword.
The fat pig in the rotation suddenly stopped, lying on the ground covering his neck with his hand, and his expression was extremely painful. But I could see at a glance that he was acting, because the sword didn't enter his body at all, and the body of the sword was slightly bent.
Does this man know how to wear a bell jar or a cloth shirt?
"The Taoist priest stabbed me, and I also stabbed him!" After that, the fat pig suddenly reached for the eight side Han sword, and the watermelon knife on the other hand chopped it toward the T-shirt man's wrist.
I shouted: "first day, be careful!"
T-shirt man threw away his eight sided sword and jumped back, recited the truth in his mouth, and there was a blue light on his body. He did not intend to fight with fat pig any more, and wanted to use magic to kill him.
Chubby pig threw the eight side Han sword in his hand, quickly picked it in his throat with his left hand, and then shot a dirty and inaudible water arrow out of his throat. T-shirt man quickly retreated, the casting was interrupted, and the blue light on his body quickly dissipated.
What is the dark green juice that fat pig sprays on the ground? There are still some undigested toad legs, internal organs, blood clots and other things in it, which makes people nauseous.
Fat pig wiped his mouth and said, "I'm hungry again. Taoist priest, please give me your meat!"
After that, I picked up the watermelon knife and started to chop at the T-shirt man. I've learned from his mother. There are also three kinds of methods. Fat pig doesn't know what kind of magic can be practiced. Once the opponent uses the magic, he will spit out a pool of filth to break it.
Two people are fighting hard, at this time a voice of Yin compassion said: "fat pig, can you do it, really don't want my help?"
Fat pig panted and said: "Jinlong, I've said it many times. Don't call me fat pig. Call me thin."
"I will say, dead fat pig! Dead fat pig! " Said the voice of compassion.
"When I get back to kill you! Use your head as a nightpot. "
With the sound of fat pig, the blade technique is more disordered, T-shirt man also speeds up, and their swords strike a spark in the mid air.
"I'm here to help!" Just then, a big man with his hands around his chest, stepped on a coffin and flew down from the roof. I was shocked. What kind of way was this.
T-shirt man picked up his sword, with a very disgusting expression on his face. Eight Han swords were stained with filth, which had temporarily sealed the power of thunder and lightning, and could only be used as ordinary weapons. All of a sudden, I found out that it was not only the savage cattle that disappeared, but also the Yin mice in the jar. Only the bloody jar remained intact on the ground. I don't know how this man pulled the Yin rat out of it, and it's still under our eyes? I asked Wei Yu, "didn't you see anyone just now?" Wei Yu said innocently, "no, I've been chased by those disgusting mice. I don't have time to worry about anything else." Barbarian ox is probably dead. In case the next opponent has any corpse control skill, I will be a day dog. I told T-shirt man about my worries, and T-shirt man shook his head and said, "I don't think so. He just recycled the body." "Recover the body?" I'm a little strange. "Twelve dead Xiao is the secret weapon of Longquan Mountain Villa. They certainly don't want the identity of the organization to be exposed. Even if they die, they will take away the body..." T-shirt man explains. "And who is it this time?" I asked. T-shirt man suddenly looks gloomy and says in a low voice, "as long as it's not that person!" I was curious for a while. Judging from the previous several fights, although the twelve dead Xiao used evil means and acted strangely, he was not strong enough to deal with them. Do they have uneven levels and have particularly strong rivals in them? At this moment, a cry of sadness and despair drifted into my ears. The original owner's wife woke up and wailed with the owner's body. I can't bear it in my heart. I used to comfort her for a few words. Death can't revive, but I can compensate for her shop. After all, twelve dead Xiao came to kill me, and I have a responsibility. I just said that I wanted to compensate her, and the landlady suddenly jumped on me and started crying. The landlady was only twenty-five or six years old. I didn't look carefully before. This will only find her body plump sexy, a charming melon seeds small face, at this time a pair of big white rabbits pressed on my chest, make me a little embarrassed. I comforted her and said, "Madame, you are always in a good mood. We will spend more time with your husband and bless him to be a good family in the next life." "Thank you so much, master. My shop has been destroyed. I'm afraid there's no place to live tonight. Could you please take a ride? My home is in a small village nearby. " The landlady begged. I was embarrassed for a while. I didn't know whether to promise her or not, so I asked T-shirt man with my eyes. Looking back, I saw a round fat man coming. He was like a walking ball. His length and width were almost equal. Generally speaking, fat people's skin is very white, but his skin is as black as the bottom of the pot. But when he saw the fat man's face, he called out exaggeratively, "Wow, how can there be dead people here? I'm afraid of them!" I was puzzled. The fat man looked strange. Was he really just a passer-by? T-shirt man suddenly pointed at him with a sword and said coldly, "fat pig, stop pretending and tell that guy hiding in the dark to get out and die together!" Fat pig? Another member of the zodiac! I faintly noticed that there was a kind of Yin Qi nearby. Its strength was comparable to that of the ghost King level. It was lying in the trough. It seems that this time, it's more powerful than the previous ones. Fat pig raised his hand in fright and cried out, "Taoist priest, don't point your sword at others. They are afraid that their liver will jump." "Dress, you dress!" T-shirt man looked at him coldly. The fat pig shows a face and counsels: "I'm just ordered to do things. In fact, the villain really doesn't want to be the enemy of the two. It's all directed by the villa leader..." Fat pig is approaching T-shirt man while talking. His face is always full of greasy smile. T-shirt man is wary of holding eight side Han sword, and does not relax his vigilance at all. When Jianfeng was only a few centimeters away from chubby pig's throat, he stopped and said with a frown: "I'm the last one to fight. I just want to kill you so that I can have supper!" T-shirt man sneers: "you'd better go to hell and have a reunion dinner with your brothers." Fat pig grinned: "I would like to pluck out the eyes of you and Zhang Jiulin Hot pot! " After saying "Shabu hot pot", the fat pig suddenly pulled out a shiny watermelon knife from behind and cut it at the T-shirt man's wrist. T-shirt man backhand sword, shock open his knife, fat pig suddenly fell to the ground, and then roll on the spot, and stand up, like a tumbler. I haven't seen such a wonderful and different opponent in my life. If this man doesn't commit crimes with Longquan villa, he will probably become a comedian in the performing arts circle. Fat pig's face is full of laughter, holding up watermelon knife and slashing madly at T-shirt man. This kind of unorganized move, T-shirt man just can't pay attention to it. He put down the fat pig several times, but every time the fat pig rolled on the spot, he stood up and continued fighting indomitably. I thought the watermelon knife in his hand was a magic weapon, but I cut it a few times and then cut it. It turned out that it was a ubiquitous stall. "The Taoist priest is so powerful, the villain is willing to bow to the wind!"After that, the fat pig rolled on the spot and turned like a meatball. The knife in his hand danced with his body into a silver light. I'm shocked. What's this wonderful move? Is this man really the famous assassin of Longquan Mountain Villa? The fat pig, incarnated as a human flesh top, revolves around the T-shirt man's body constantly. Although this move is wonderful, it's really not easy to deal with. The T-shirt man snapped, winning in danger, and stabbed the fat pig's throat with a sword. The fat pig in the rotation suddenly stopped, lying on the ground covering his neck with his hand, and his expression was extremely painful. But I could see at a glance that he was acting, because the sword didn't enter his body at all, and the body of the sword was slightly bent. Does this man know how to wear a bell jar or a cloth shirt? "The Taoist priest stabbed me, and I also stabbed him!" After that, the fat pig suddenly reached for the eight side Han sword, and the watermelon knife on the other hand chopped it toward the T-shirt man's wrist. I shouted: "first day, be careful!" T-shirt man threw away his eight sided sword and jumped back, recited the truth in his mouth, and there was a blue light on his body. He did not intend to fight with fat pig any more, and wanted to use magic to kill him. Chubby pig threw the eight side Han sword in his hand, quickly picked it in his throat with his left hand, and then shot a dirty and inaudible water arrow out of his throat. T-shirt man quickly retreated, the casting was interrupted, and the blue light on his body quickly dissipated. What is the dark green juice that fat pig sprays on the ground? There are still some undigested toad legs, internal organs, blood clots and other things in it, which makes people nauseous. Fat pig wiped his mouth and said, "I'm hungry again. Taoist priest, please give me your meat!" After that, I picked up the watermelon knife and started to chop at the T-shirt man. I've learned from his mother. There are also three kinds of methods. Fat pig doesn't know what kind of magic can be practiced. Once the opponent uses the magic, he will spit out a pool of filth to break it. Two people are fighting hard, at this time a voice of Yin compassion said: "fat pig, can you do it, really don't want my help?" Fat pig panted and said: "Jinlong, I've said it many times. Don't call me fat pig. Call me thin." "I will say, dead fat pig! Dead fat pig! " Said the voice of compassion. "When I get back to kill you! Use your head as a nightpot. " With the sound of fat pig, the blade technique is more disordered, T-shirt man also speeds up, and their swords strike a spark in the mid air. "I'm here to help!" Just then, a big man with his hands around his chest, stepped on a coffin and flew down from the roof. I was shocked. What kind of way was this.
