These days, the sandals and teenagers often send books to Taoye Lane in Fulu Street. Almost every household's concierge knows the messenger, so it doesn't look awkward. Plus the teenager looks like a sneak peek on the bluestone street, even if it is usual. Some pedestrians will not take it seriously. Chen Pingan is near a house door, and there is a stone daring in front of the door for the evil spirits. The half-man is high and the general is like a statue. Chen Pingan knows that this is the Li family, the rich and expensive Fulu Street, almost The evil spirits of every household are different. Even the door gods posted by the gates are divided into civil and military, so it is easy to distinguish.

He quickly looked around and continued on, and then went to the Song family. After the Song family, it was the kiln supervision and construction department. At the junction of the two adjacent mansions of Li and Song, there was a banyan tree growing. Dried lychee, leafy and leafy, although not as old as the old vicissitudes of the town, but also makes people look good.

In the mouth of the older generation, this banyan tree and the towering old man in the center of the town are said to be in the same vein. The tree is called the ancestral ancestors, and the young man is called a child.

The reason why Chen Pingan came to the Li family, not Lu Zheng, the town of Lu Zheng, was in the town of Lu’s family. When the teenager left the bureau, he was sent to the elderly for a long time. He intentionally or unintentionally talked about some parents’ short, what is this street Zhao The family's reading seed, Zhao Wei has left the town, and later designated as the champion of the champion, what is the next door to the Song family, a lady, to the age of marriage, even the female red is not good, just like a knife and gun Where is a lady like a daughter, are you funny? The old man is in a lot of interesting things, mixed with a negligible news, Li Jiazhai has just arrived at a distinguished guest, the little girl doll has a powdered jade, like a royal porcelain, as long as the girl Big eighteen changes, certainly a handsome and beautiful, do not know which one is blessed in the future, can bring such a daughter-in-law into the house.

On the way to the back hall of the former department, the teenager who had only heard the beginning, intentionally or unconsciously walked very slowly, and always carefully observed the layout of the building, and finally asked one or two extravagative questions, like a poor man. Curious about the wealth and wealth of the great surnames, the old-fashioned management knows everything, and the Song family and the farther Li family as examples, told the young people about the courtyard distribution and various rules of the big family.

The younger knows the true meaning of the matter.

But Chen Ping did not think about acting according to their wishes from beginning to end.

At this point, along the street slowly trotting forward, Chen Pingan saw four people, suddenly force, suddenly speeded up the pace, straight to the old banyan tree, jumped, actually stepped up on the trunk After four steps, there were signs of falling, but at that time, the sturdy teenager was enough to reach out and grab a branch of the banyan tree. In a moment, the boy who was as flexible as a monkey in the mountains sat on the branches. On, then stand up steadily, continue to climb forward, a few blink of an eye, Chen Pingan sitting on a sloping lychee, can be more than two feet high wall, the juvenile body hidden in the depression After that, I held my breath and looked at it, and I was not in a hurry to sneak into it.

On the way back from Ning Yao to the town from the bridge, Chen Ping asked many questions.

For example, the old lady of Zhengyang Mountain, in the town boundary, under normal circumstances, how fast can you run and how high? How strong is his body, how is a copper bone? If I punched it in the past, it would be tantamount to scratching the old man. If it is replaced by a slingshot or a wooden bow, how much damage will be caused in the distance between the twenty steps and the forty steps? Is there a fatal flaw in the so-called "God" of Zhengyangshan Laojiao, such as eyeballs, ankles, and throats? If the opponent fights to be injured, but also to kill all the people, will I die?

At that time, Ning Yao was almost asked by the teenager to hate that he was not a dumb dumb.

According to the girl in black, whether it is a refiner or a pure Wufu, the more the practitioners in the realm of the realm, the more pressure they receive here, just like the iron horse can only succumb to it, all rely on one breath. It is absolutely supportive, and once it is opened, it will be subjected to the general damage of seawater infusion. Imagine, in the face of rapid flooding, then you try to open a small hole above the dam?

However, in the end, Ning Yao’s conclusion is still a matter of juvenile and Zheng Yangshan’s father-in-law. Chen Ping’s has no chance of winning.

Among the shady shades, the young boy’s eyes are firm and his face is cold and ruthless: “Don’t let the old man approach ten steps, ten steps, at least at least this distance.”

Ning Yao said that as long as the old man does not jump to the wall, there is a chance to survive.

However, Chen Pingan replied that it was to force the old man to kill himself, otherwise it would be meaningless.

It is necessary to force Zhengyangshan Laojiao to get angry and angry, so that this old man will not hesitate to use the infuriating body in order to truly detract from the cultivation that he has spent thousands of years of hard work. Maybe the old man thinks that he and Liu Xiaoyang are like the town people. Life is not worth the money, but Chen Pingan wants to know that when he looks at the disappearing repairs, he will feel bad, and he feels worthless.

Of course, the premise of all is that you should not be beaten to death by a person.

The teenager looked down at the man in the big house and walked over to the corridor, muttering: "Even if you can't run, you must have a few more punches."

Chen Ping did not think about killing the old man, nor even thought that he could survive.

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The Li family, the little girl from Zhengyang Mountain, as the granddaughter of the Tao family ancestors, was enshrined by the Li family up and down as a bodhisattva. In addition to the arrangement of a number of ones and two in the other hospitals, the Li family The girl of the family, the hands and feet are clean and tidy, the most important thing is to know the roots, the innocence of life, may be loyal to Li from the ancestors.

This courtyard is centrally located and does not depend on the streets of Flow Street.

The little girl named Tao Zi, nicknamed Peach, is the pistachio of several swordsmen's ancestors in Zhengyang Mountain. Of course, it is not relying on the innocent and cute look of the temper, but her future kendo height, and she is qualified to let Zhengyang Mountain do not hesitate. Cost into the massive resources.

After five hundred years of decline, Tao Zi's roots, talents, temperament and opportunity are among the top ancestors of Zhengyang Mountain in the past. In simple terms, the little girl Tao Zi will be a long The board is long, but there is no magical existence of any short board.

This is the true veritable one-hundred-year encounter, not the courtesy praise of the bad street.

The little girl is now in the middle of the mountain, and she is alone in a completely strange place. She can’t talk about being afraid of life or the market. It’s just a little boring, and some regrets. Listening to Grandpa’s tone, there seems to be no way to move from here. Walk a mountain. This made the little girl very discouraged. Sister Sister of Zhengyang Mountain, when she was in the middle of the world, she was given a mountain as a gift by her ancestors and became the private territory of Sister Sue. The mountain is the grandfather. Wan Lijun personally carried it back to Zhengyang Mountain and placed it in the northeast of Zhengyang Mountain. Although it is not big, the little girl has always been envious.

She felt that there was some boring in the study room, and she went to the main hall. After her hands were negative, she looked up and looked at her for a long time.

Behind the little girl, she always followed her two beautiful pipa. One of them was discovered by the Li family at a young age, and she was cultivated as a martial artist. In fact, for Li Jiaxuan, this kind of behavior is no different from raising flowers, birds and fish. It is not hoped that the girl will become a martial artist in the future. Within the high walls of the big family, the slaves do not deceive the Lord, not to mention, not to mention the rise of Mien’s vengeance, the servant’s vision is too high, and the potential is too great. It is not necessarily a good thing for the inheritance of the next generation of the family.

The little girl walked to the door and jumped around the yard. She did not leave the yard without permission, making it difficult for the people. My grandfather reminded her that the people in Fengleiyuan also went to the town. Before he settled, she should not leave the yard. Although the young girl is young, but the cloud of sorrows from the small ears is so dangerous, and the family education is extremely strict, it is not the kind of stubborn children who make the elders uneasy.

The little girl who was bored was finally squatting on the stone table. There was a birdcage on the table, and a bird like a snake eagle was put on it. He pulled his head, sick, and the feathers were not falling, not at all. Looks good, no matter how the little girl teased before, this only catching the snake eagle does not care about her, so she also feels bored and boring, now she is really nothing to look for, only to whistle against the flat animal.

There are two porcelain bird food cans created by Li Jialong Yao Kiln in the cage. It is small and exquisite, a plain and elegant water, and a brightly packed food.

It was only after the capture of the snake eagle that it was caught, it would not drip, and the rice would not enter, it was almost two days.

In the small town, the catching hawk is rarely caught, and occasionally several times, whether it is a young chick or an adult snake hawk, without exception, it is a hunger strike.

How can you not live, and you can't be a falcon for people.

The little girl who whistled saw the snake eagle still did not respond. Finally, she had no patience. She stood up and turned and left.

It’s a loud noise.

A bird canister in the bird cage was smashed.

The little girl first appeared a moment of sluggishness, and then almost instinctively smashed a high-handed shackle to keep her in front of her.

A tall, full-bodied prostitute, only feels that his wrist is hung by the iron wire, and the pain is almost screaming.

It was the little cockroach, his eyes were sharp, and he stood in front of the little girl for the first time and quickly looked around.

The second bird canister in the cage exploded and burst like a firecracker on the table.

"There are assassins, on the roof over the Qingxinyuan!" The martial artist of Wu Wucheng finally captured the figure, and there was a half-baked figure on the ridge of the next courtyard.

The prostitute began to run, the walls of the courtyard were not high, and the hi-hats went up, and after grasping the wall with both hands, they quickly climbed onto the wall with outstanding strength.

For a time she was somewhat guilty. The monastery was not far from the Qingxin Courtyard, but the assassin was on the roof of the main house of Qingxinyuan, and the Qingxinyuan was close to Fulu Street. The man easily climbed over the wall. So she was almost between the electric and the flint, and she made a decision. She did not jump off the wall and ran to the Qingxin Garden. Instead, she ran along the wall of the cat's waist and jumped onto the ridge of her own courtyard. During this period, the prostitute always pays attention to the assassin’s sneak attack.

Very strange, the assassin did not bother her footsteps, nor did she immediately retreat.

The distance between the eaves of the two yards is about three feet.

While the prostitute stared at the assassin's movements, she sneaked back on the eaves and finally took a deep breath and prepared to run.

The assassin of the prostitute’s heart, the assassin who is far away from her, is actually a shabby teenager wearing a shabby dress? !

There are two small bags tied to the waist of the teenager. The artifacts that are not seen on the hand should be hidden. The prostitute is the most likely to be a slingshot.

She is also very puzzled. If she hits her own head, she dare not say that she is killed on the spot, but she is absolutely not hurt. She is almost horrified by the juvenile. She intentionally broke the bird cans twice, and she really couldn’t shoot herself or that. A little girl from Zhengyang Mountain?

In the yard, the little girl was angry: "Idiot! Carefully adjust the tiger to the mountain! Come back soon!"

It is of course important to seize the assassin and torture the confession, but in case of any accident, it is more important to keep your life.

After the little girl released the tall arm, she raised her palm and slammed the girl with a slap in the face. "And you, hurry to report! I don't know, if I am dead, you are this house." All in it will die!"

The prostitute on the roof did not jump into the hospital for the first time, but shouted, "There are assassins!"

Then she began to run wild, jumping on the edge of the eaves, and then the whole person began to leap to the ridge of the opposite Qingxinyuan.

With the prostitute's series of climbing and running movements, the assassin boy who roughly judged her arm, foot and strength, squatted and picked up two tiles, and the right hand fell out, just to the girl's head, the girl still in the air, the subconscious arms Staggered in front of the head, and then squatted twice, so that the prostitute's biting pain does not say, the strength of the road, far beyond the imagination of the prostitute, the whole person rushed to the momentum, suddenly blocked, so she regretted her stubbornness On the occasion.

The prostitute who had barely landed on the opposite eaves was beaten by a fist in the abdomen.

Only the assassin inexplicably caught an ankle, and after a slight pause, the boy released his hand.

The prostitute can’t land safely, but she is not seriously injured.

She had a whole mess of her head.

The corner of the eye of the young man has been looking around for a situation. After discovering black spots around him, he began to turn around and run.

The speed is fast, the pace is big, the rhythm is good, especially with the right breath. If the prostitute can see it, I will feel that the teenager is like her, martial arts for many years, soaking for a long time, definitely not What is the layman.

The youngster on the ridge quickly disappeared, like a light bird, and a snake eagle out.

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After a scent of incense, the burly old man rushed back to the Li family's house, murderous.

From Li Hong’s owner Li Hong, to the other hospital, everyone’s atmosphere is not afraid to breathe, especially the martial arts niece, kneeling on the ground, red and swollen on both sides of the cheek, the prostitute does not say a word, dare not have a resentful look .

After seeing the old man, the little girl who was in a calm mood sighed and shook her head and said: "My grandfather, the Li family, seems to be a group of waste. How dare you entrust me to them?"

Moving the mountain on one knee, still higher than the little girl, the white-haired old man said: "Miss, the old slave is wrong."

The old man turned his head and said: "Li Hong!"

The town’s Li’s family ruined the orthodox sect of Dongbao Pingzhou. It happened that the words of Zhengyangshan’s monks were like this. The man who spoke in the family had to make a bitter smile: “This is indeed my Li’s family. According to the current situation we are getting, it is a teenager, most of whom are not practitioners. The Department of Justice has not given a useful espionage for the time being. It only says that it will send a competent manpower to guard the house day and night. ”

Tao Zi thought about it and said: "The assassin is not like killing me."

Then added a sentence, "At least not today."

The heart that Li’s family had just left was immediately re-hanged to the eyes of the blind man.

The white frown asked: "Is the boy thin and thin, his skin is dark, and his head is almost at this height. Well, is there still sandals?"

The prostitute who was kneeling on the ground nodded hard.

White grinning, his eyes gloomy, "Good guy! It turned out to be a demonstration!"

He waved his hand: "You don't want to intervene in this matter. I know the bottom of the assassin. It is a normal boy in Mud Lane."

The little girl whispered: "Hey grandpa, don't take it lightly."

After moving the mountain, he hesitated, stood up and told the Li family that: "Let the government take out a house file to Lijiafu, and check the details of the 18th generation of the ancestors of the ancestors, then The manpower of guarding this yard is easy and few, not too many!"

The old man quietly aggravated his tone and sneered: "Li Hong, I advise you to take out the Dinghaishen pin where your family is sitting here. Don't take things as things. My lady really wants to be here for three long and two short, even in my eyes. The old beasts also look down on you, can you afford Li’s partial support?”

Li’s family owner rushed to apologize and feared that he would be uneasy: “This is the ancestor’s ancestor.”

Zhengyang Mountain protects the mountain from falling into meditation, and whispers: "Is the wind thunder garden the opportunity to find the opportunity? Or is it the plan of Song Changjing?"

The old man finally shook his head and only felt ridiculous. "No matter who sent him to death, you don't know how to find a better cross-legged pawn. A small grasshopper with few flesh and meat, stuffing your teeth?" Yeah, there is no chance to kill, this is a good head, first kill the earthworms in the mud bottle lane, and then solve the small hybrids of your wind thunder garden, and clean them up."

The old man smiled at the little girl: "Miss, the old slave will help you clean up the mess this time, and there will be no more accidents."

The little girl smiled brightly and raised her fist. She encouraged the morale of this mountain.

Before the old man left, he looked at the Li family. The latter smiled bitterly: "I will go to the ancestors to go out and personally serve Miss Tao."

The old man nodded and strode away.

The old man bite the bait, and went straight to the mud bottle lane along the fishing line.

It is clear that I am hooked, you are killing.

If it is outside the town, this Zhengyang Mountain is still not so arrogant, but this side of the world, the magical magic weapon and the magic weapon are all disabled, but he has a huge advantage, which is why Zhengyang Mountain did not dispatch a The reason for the sword ancestor.

The old man went all the way, near the mud bottle lane, and the old man realized that "the teenager in the lane should not simply avenge his friends?"

Before that, the old man had been thinking deeply, involving the plot of the grass and gray lines stretching for thousands of miles. Now suddenly realized the possibility, he felt particularly absurd.

The old man smiled and quickly wanted to understand the truth. "If this is the case, it would make sense. It is also true. It is not a practitioner. It is not so afraid of death. It is just a commandment."

However, be careful, the old man still did not sway from this end into the mud bottle lane.

No matter what, this is not destined to go away. The little hybrid that is heavy by the wind and thunder garden is nothing more than a little muddy leg in the mud bottle lane.

Around a large circle, the old man walked into the mud bottle lane from the corner of the alley near Gu Yujia.

In fact, the old man is very suspicious of the assassin boy, in the end there is no courage to stay in the ancestral home and die.

If you are smart and timid, you can die behind the young people in Fenglei Garden.

The old grin smiled.

Then the smile is stiff.

At the mud road alley in the dusk, the path has become dark and fuzzy.

The burly old man suddenly looked up.

A thin teenager does not know how to stand in the height of the front of the alley, feet on the walls of the two sides just dug out of the hole, just to borrow.

The young man was carrying a sac, holding a full wooden bow, and the arrow pointed directly at the eye of the old man.

The whole boy is silent, and the bow is like a full moon. It seems that even the most subtle breath seems to have disappeared.

So that the guardian of the Zhengyang Mountain, only by virtue of the keen sense of danger, can only detect the existence of the boy above the head.

Do not give the old man more reaction opportunities.

The arrow spurred and screamed into the wind.

After the young man shot an arrow, he did not make a second choice. The neck shrank and quickly slanted the wooden bow to the shoulder. The toes were forceful, and they staggered on the walls on both sides and went to the eaves.

The old man retracted back to the palm of his forehead, only to see the arrow nailed into the palm of his hand, not deep, faintly visible wounds cracked.

But the old man was afraid after a while.

If you are in the small town, he is between the feet, and an arrow hits the eyeballs, it is really called the daily refusal, called the terrible tragedy.

Pull out the arrow and break it, and drop it in the mud bottle.

The old man clenched his fists and looked up at the alley sky. His face was blue and his throat was agitated, giving a low-pitched voice, like an angry beast.

The old man used both hands and feet and climbed to the roof in an instant. Just as soon as he took the lead, the second arrow arrived in an instant.

The old man who is already prepared is just lifting it up, letting him nail it into his arm, and laughing and striding forward.

The teenager who put the wooden bow up again turned and ran.

Above the continuous eaves on one side of the mud bottle lane, a burst of cracking sounds.

After all, the old man is far greater than a teenager, gradually getting closer, no accident, and soon will catch up with the thin teenager who is actually flexible enough.

The old man made an instant effort, and the whole person vacated and rushed forward. A giant hand like a fan fan stretched out to the boy's head.

The juvenile seems to have long eyes behind him. When the millennium is in the air, it is actually a twist on the waist. The whole person bends into a cat and then turns to the roof opposite the alley.

After landing gently, continue to smash your legs.

The old man’s movements are also extremely agile and fast, and the same is hard to fold to the other side of the mud bottle lane on the right hand side.

The teenager suddenly stopped.

When the old man realized that it was wrong, it was already late.

It turned out that the roof was uninhabited, and it had been in disrepair for a long time. It had already been ruined, and it could bear the weight of the two hundred kilograms of the old man.

La la la, even people fell into the house with the tile.

The old man slammed into the ground, and after holding the ground with one hand, his head twisted and escaped the sinister arrow.

The arrow is nailed directly into the ground.

It can be seen that the young man is not strong enough, but the old man is too thick and thick.

The juvenile stood on the edge of the big hole on the roof, and skillfully put away the wooden bow, and erected the **** to the old man, and said: "Old beast! Dry your mother!"

Suddenly, the boy suddenly looked strange and suddenly gave himself a slap and said: "I am not losing myself!"

The old man suddenly got up and the boy went away.