Martial King’s Retired Life

v6 Chapter 81: . Daughter Red Sleeve · Drunk World Her

"Girls also use knives-yes, the girl's sword is indeed a good knife.

Bodhi was curious, and suddenly a plum petal flew out. This is a decoration in the room, but the petals are quickly as a hidden weapon under his internal force.

But when Su Xiao didn't see or look, suddenly-Dao Hanxing flew K Chi, and the knife was already sheathing. Only two petals remained.

I was surprised.

He was a good knife-hander. When it comes to exquisite skills and even balance of power, his freehand-knife can be several times stronger than Su Xiao's-knife, but the speed is not in any case.

Bodhi squinted his eyes and slowly said, "This knife .... you study ...

Thinking about how to ask a question, suddenly a loud noise came from the door of the room, and the door was knocked off by the fly. Scolded alone

"Mom's cock! Get out of Lao Tzu!

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-An old man came in and saw a slumped Bodhi.

The old man saw Bodhi 愣-愣, but seemed to figure out something,-and became more angry.

"I said, what did you do with your girl yesterday? Well, there was a premeditated plan. How else did you rob the backyard?

Bodhi heard a fog, and suddenly the old man picked up his shoes and threw them, and no one saw the middle process. The shoes had been "snapped" on Bodhi's face.

The scene was a bit awkward for a moment ...

Bodhi wiped off her shoes, trying to be as calm as possible.

"who are you!!"

The old man showed his arms and sleeves and walked angrily toward him: "You don't know who I am, how dare you do such a wicked thing?"

The old man kicked him with a kick.

With Bodhi's martial arts, someone could easily avoid an attack within his immediate reach, who knew that the old man had failed to dodge.

-This old man is not simple ... wait, it's him!

It's too late to talk, that's just-the old punch!

Bodhi wanted to pull the knife, but was turned dizzy by the old man. He had internal injuries, and he was a talented warrior-and he consumed a lot of internal force. He wanted to pull the knife, but he held his hand, but he had not been able to pinch his wrist.

"Hey, wait!"

The old man didn't listen to persuasion either. He picked up ten wine bottles on the table;

Welcoming the eyes of Xuan Gansha and Shanying respect.

We have to have your old man just now, we have already chopped him-hands!

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