"what--"

Jia Chang'an's arm was broken by one foot, and was suppressed, lying on the ground and mourning.

Ok?

Elder Jia, who is sitting in the living room drinking tea, heard the shouting and was very familiar!

Think carefully, no, this is the voice of Changan!

Elder Jia quickly walked out of the living room, came to the yard, saw the costumes of the night feathers and other people, and was shocked. The dark passage was not good. When the gang went to the spirits union a few days ago, even the eight-level strength of the spirits The deacons were all repelled by them, and today they are not good.

The night feathers looked at the costumes of the elders of Jia, who walked out, and walked two steps forward. They said dumbly, "Jia elder, fortunately."

Elder Jia’s forehead has already produced a layer of fine sweat, and the person in front of him feels that his spiritual power is not high, but the murderous murderousness makes Jia’s elders feel that even if they do, they may not Have it.

"You are here today, but where did we get offended before Jiafu?" Mr. Jia’s face was stunned with a sly smile. In a short sentence, he first showed his attitude.

The fat man stepped on Jia Chang'an and smiled: "Less your mother and Lao Tzu nonsense, call me the name of the turtle son named Jia Junliang!"

"Ah ~ ~ You are still doing what you are doing, not to call, ah ~ ~" Jia Changan was crushed by the fat feet of the dead, struggling to face the gang in the house.

A family rushed to the backyard.

At this time, Jia Junliang was struggling on a sly body. He was shocked by a rush of knocking on the door. He was scared and looked down. His third leg was already soft...

Simply put on a piece of clothing, gloomy face to open the door, open the door.

Snapped!

Jia Junliang’s fan of the family’s slap in the palm of his hand, screaming in his mouth: “Knocking on the door so hard, report the funeral!”

Jia Ding a stomach grievance, squinting and explaining: "Young master, this does not blame me, is the lord let me come, there are a few troubles outside, pointing to the name to find the young master, you go and see." ”

Jia Junliang was used to it on weekdays. At this time, he did not ask any questions. He walked to the front yard and walked and said: "Who is not so long, do not know the relationship of Jiafu in the spiritual union, and also go to the door to make trouble. I don't want to live!"

Jia Junliang walked all the way from the backyard to the front yard. The swear words in his mouth were naturally heard by the people in the front yard. The elders of the Spiritual Union heard the words of Jia Junliang, and the face had become the color of pig liver.

Qingren sees Jia Junliang's eye bags edema, his face pale and his feet are vain. At first glance, he knows that he was hollowed out by the wine color, and he snorted, and he shot like a fat man.

Shi Qing, who was on the side, saw the movements of Qing Er, and there was some movement in his heart. The strength of this group of people is so horrible!

The elder Jia, who was full of smiles, also saw the movement of Qing Er, but the night feathers kept watching him, making him dare not move.

"Who is not looking for something, I don't know..." Jia Junliang saw the people in the yard, and continued to swear in his mouth. After a word has not finished, there is a black shadow in front of him. I haven't seen what this black shadow is. Like his father, he was caught in the collar and dragged to the center of the front yard.

噗通!

Jia Junliang was thrown to the ground by Qing Er.

After Jia Junliang reacted, he immediately came to the temper, half-shouldered, and single-handedly, Qinger said: "Do you know who I am, dare to do this..."

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