He gave me the meat before he said that he would beat me, and he also said that he would see how big I was. First, he didn’t tell me beforehand that he didn’t beat me. Second, he was itchy these days, but he made a clever way to soak me in the dungeon and tie me up with a plague rope. Can I spare him if he sees that I can’t earn enough? "

June 11, 2024

Shuangying’s face changed as soon as he heard it. "Brother, this shopkeeper is so hateful. We don’t care if we let this person go and finish the cause and effect. I want to see what this fat guy can do?"
Song Chang Gung shook his head. "How can you say that? Although there is something wrong with this fat shopkeeper, it is not easy for you to ask him to think about his store’s life. This guy is always disturbing other people’s business. Fat mouth has no virtue to scold his mother for being wrong, but everyone has his own ideas. We can’t impose our ideas on others."
After seeing that the ugly man couldn’t get past, he wanted to make a detour to chase after him. But although this guy was born with divine power, how can he be more flexible than Song Chang-geng? Moreover, this Han Hanhou just recognized Song Chang Gung as a good man when he saw him helping him. He didn’t want to knock the other side down. He was anxious to say it a few times and then he wanted to go around when he saw the other side ignoring him.
Song Changgeng thought to himself that since zhou yun, the elder brother of Emei, never knew what was wrong, this guy had a good endowment, so I might as well accept him and be a helper.
Thought of here, he said, "You have to be stubborn and don’t listen to my advice to kill people to pay for your life. Do you care if you die?" Let her old man’s ghost have no peace. If I lose my hand, I’ll take you in charge of eating, drinking and wearing for the rest of my life. What do you think? If you want to say that you are strong, come and compete with me. I put one arm here and you can move me regardless of your revenge. "
The ugly man bowed his head and thought for a moment and said, "You’re right. When my mother was here, she said that my hands were as heavy as killing people. She had no choice but to die. Now she’s dead and she’s still asleep in a hole in the earth. There are so many wild rabbits and wild boars that no one cares about hurting her. Let’s believe my mother and eat a little."
But I’ve never met such a good person as you, and I won’t beat you. My mother said that you can’t beat a good person. If you care about my food, then I can say that I can eat a lot. If you care about me, beat me. Don’t scold my mother. Don’t burn me like that fat pig, or I will ignore you. "
Shuangying saw that he never forgot his mother’s honest and pure filial piety, and his heart would like to talk to them. At this moment, the fat shopkeeper had gone to shout for local Baojia and a group of people with sticks to Song Chang-geng. He said unhurriedly to the ugly man, "I don’t care how I can beat you when you talk, but you can’t move now."
Let Ying Qiong return the sword to the box and meet the group of people. The Baojia is an old man in his fifties. When he saw Song Chang-geng’s attitude and gorgeous clothes, he felt wrong. He came over and quickly stopped everyone from speaking mandarin for half a lifetime and asked, "Where did the guests come from?" Here, the little things of the mountain people must be managed without polluting your hands. "
Song Chang Gung smiled faintly and took out a jade card from Gankun’s bag and threw it to him. "Do you know this card if you are an official? I’m the Buddhist Taidian and the Princess Master of the Great Dynasty. I happened to meet something today by accident, and it’s not a big deal, so I stretched out my hand and took care of the specific matter. Let this person talk to you. "
A wave of his hand just now, the middle-aged man in a gown was caught by him again. The middle-aged man in a gown was obviously read and heard by him. He said that it was the current Buddhist Taihe Princess Master. His eyes lit up and he didn’t even tremble and adjust his clothes. He said something just now and said it again. Then he peeked at Song Changgeng to see if he was satisfied.
Although Baojia didn’t know the jade card face characters, it turned out that the jade on this card was so good that he had never seen it before, and those golden characters in it were as if they were born in the jade itself. The smooth characters on the jade surface were not for anyone who knew whether this person was a master or not. After listening to the middle-aged students’ explanations, he would know how to do it.
Busy respectfully handed the card back and said, "Things are small. Please rest assured that small Buddhist will severely punish this profiteer for being so contemptuous of Wang Fa. It’s really time to play." He knew that since the other party was in charge, it must be inclined to the ugly guy. The shopkeeper would lose his job. Kick him out quickly and let the other party feel relieved and have a bias. Did you send that fat meal early?
The fat shopkeeper said with a look of disapproval, "Although I hit him skillfully, it’s also that he has harmed me too much. Take this Castanopsis fargesii tree today and say that it’s worth five or six cents to say less when my grandfather was here. Is it because he broke it now that you said it? What about those things that he did harm to me in the past? You just said you would give them back to him. Do you want to depend on them? Baojia yelled at the fat. Don’t talk nonsense. Song Changgeng laughed. "Don’t worry, the tree has been broken and you can’t come back to life. Even before he ate your meat together, this ingot of silver must be finished." Say that finish take out an ingot of silver and throw it in the past. There is a greedy flash in the fat eyes. When the small eyes turn, they still have to be more blackmail.
The Baojia eyes looked at the silver eyes with a yoshimitsu to fat fierce tunnel "are you still not satisfied with this guy? Buddhist master won’t dispute with you and agreed to give you the silver world. Where can I find such a person to stop the fight? Lai Tieniu, who doesn’t know that he’s not worth three dollars? Did you bite him? If you don’t follow the official’s question, you can’t afford to lynch others. "
Fat is also hob meat, and suddenly Song Changgeng frowns, and his hair emits a lofty and vast earth than momentum, and at the same time, it is wild and majestic. On the spot, he presses everyone else to the ground. That fat is even more scared to pee his pants, but Song Changgeng ignores that he turned to look at his eyes.
Throw it to him with a silver ingot. "Thank you for your help today." Say that finish with a big sleeve, roll up Shuangying and the ugly iron cow and let out a purple light.
The fat man, Baojia and others were dumbfounded. The middle-aged student murmured, "I heard people say that only when I got help from the Buddhist today did I sit still. The Buddhist is a fairy, and I am still a rumor. It turned out to be true."
Song Chang-geng rolled three people and flew to see that there were three barbarians dressed strangely. One of the card-shaped magic weapons was a red-headed old man. Song Chang-geng saw at a glance that this man was already in the late stage of Yuan Ying, and Yuan Ying had been integrated with his body. It is more difficult to know that it is difficult to condense Dan into then, but it is even more difficult to transform Dan into a baby.
In the middle stage of Yuan Ying, it can be concise, like a stranger wandering around the world from the flesh, and in the later stage, it can be integrated with the flesh. The skill is even more powerful, but each stage is a difficult gap to cross. In the past, few people were able to cultivate this old savage to such an extent. Obviously, it is not simple that Song Chang Gung just felt someone peeking at the bottom and hurriedly brought people here.
As soon as he saw this human being, he guessed who the other person was. At his side, two middle-aged people were quite obvious, and his apprentice stepped behind him with a respectful expression.
The thirtieth volume South Xinjiang wind and rain Chapter two hundred and ninety-nine A word.
After seeing Song Changgeng, the old red man looked at Ying Qiong’s flying sword in a daze and handed it to him. "I don’t know what you call a few scattered immortals in southern Xinjiang, old lady?"
Song Chang Gung also surrendered, "It turned out to be a rotten Taoshan red bodhi old zu’s rudeness. Song Chang Gung, the owner of the sorrow family, is our righteous sister Li Yingqiong and Yu Yingnan. I have heard a lot about the name of Taoist friends. I had some entanglements in Daijiachang that year, because I was busy in the east and west, I couldn’t meet Taoist friends. I don’t want to see them here today."
When I heard Song Chang-gung’s words, the red bodhi old zu’s eyes flashed a surprise. He carefully looked at the back of Song Chang-gung’s face and said coldly, "Who am I? I’ve heard a lot about you and your disciples face to face. Forget about right and wrong. For the sake of bliss, I won’t care about you as a junior."
The old man is working nearby. I heard from the apprentice that he is now a well-qualified person who followed me all the way. This is why he came here to have a look. That person is the little old man in your hand. He looks good. Give him to me. Let’s go. Let bygones be bygones, but if you dare to mess with my door again, the old man will never forgive me. "
"Ha ha ha ha! Red ghost, you listen to grandpa doing things alone. When you don’t press me with bliss, bliss is bliss. I’m Song Changgeng. I’m Song Changgeng. When I say something nice about you, are you really a dish yourself? Shit! I, Song Changgeng, respect you a little. I dare to push my nose and face to find it uncomfortable, don’t I? " Song Changgeng thundered
Recently, he heard people say that although the training ground of Red Bodhisattva is a sideline, the person is not bad. I have never heard of him doing evil things, and at ordinary times, there are more good and evil people. The relationship between Dai Jiachang and his disciples is still very wide. Today, we just said that we should be friends together, but I didn’t expect this guy to pretend to be an uncle in front of yourself.
Who did Song Changgeng care about after all these years? This guy incredibly dare to pretend to be big in front of your face. How can you make him swallow this tone? Although he also knows what the red bodhi old zu said, one is to fear the reality of bliss, and the other is to fear his own strength. This guy, like YanYing Heng, is trying to rob people and dare not get hurt.
What I want to say is a pity that I can’t put my figure in the past. Three or two sentences reminded Song Chang Gung’s fire. As soon as his words were finished, I lifted my left hand, a purple light flew out and a purple dragon sounded. A purple dragon circled over his head and suddenly showed off the momentum. The bodhi old zu was busy releasing a colorful mask in front of the three people.
And Shuangying was angry when he heard the words of Red Bodhisattva just now. He was very surprised to see his brother release Ziwei Emperor Juejian, and they also followed him to release a purple sword and a purple dragon from the fire sword in the south, and a Zhu Hong swooped and a ShaQi filled the red Bodhisattva. He regretted his tone just now, but he was more angry that the three young players had dared to shine with himself. The ugly man has always been Song Changgeng who took him to fly to himself. He was surprised to see this good man say a few words with the red-headed old man and released a beautiful worm. Although he had Song Changgeng’s strength to protect him, he still felt it.
After the red bodhi old zu protected his brother, a lixiao and a red cloud instantly spread to several people. The place where several people are located is not far from the town. The middle is next to the town. There are several high mountains and evil mountains. There is a river crossing the river. Song Changgeng is angry and angry. Everyone has heard it. I don’t know when a Zi Long flies out of the top of the mountain and then the red cloud spreads.
The mortals in those small towns all bowed down when they saw that the gods appeared. Red bodhi old zu appeared in Hongyun, barefoot in red, armed with a sword and a tall building. So did his two disciples. Although he knew that his tone was bad, he offended Song Changgeng, but he was also one of the ancestors. How could he pull his face and make amends for going to war? Who was he afraid of?
If you don’t agree with each other, you will be ready to lose your temper. Ying Qiong hates the red old man for yelling at his brother. He pointed a purple sword and flew a purple rainbow around the colorful mask. The mask actually collapsed.
Red bodhi old zu dark call is not good, he has heard of the purple Ying sword fame, but this skill only knows that he still underestimates the power of this sword. A vertical hongyun is busy flying from the mask, and at this time, Yu Yingnan also puts up his own flying sword to help a Zhu Hongfei and a purple light. The colorful shield is broken immediately.
If it weren’t for the red bodhi old zu playing it by ear, the red cloud was almost blocked by him. He couldn’t help but fly into a rage. With a strange roar, he waved his sword in his hand and waved the banner building at the same time. At once, the red cloud filled with colorful fog, and transpiration instantly spread over a mile. He and his two disciples also disappeared into the red cloud and didn’t know where they were.
Ying Qiong and the British man cut the shield, and suddenly they felt happy to see that Hongyun was pervading the dense layers. In the future, they knew that the other side had just broken the other side’s shield. They felt that the other side was just so much, and they wanted to continue to kill the imperial sword and smell a strange fragrance. They immediately felt overwhelmed and shaky.
Only then did they realize that the red cloud was much more powerful than the thunder and fire demon light, and they just shouted "No!" I feel a mighty force pouring into my body and instantly expelling the discomfort. When I was clear, I listened to Song Changgeng’s way, "Now I know that it’s amazing. When they are against the enemy, we must not underestimate the lion as strong." Try your best to catch a rabbit.
Besides, we are not so weak as lions or rabbits. Remember this lesson and give me a good look at this guy. Don’t let him have an accident and see how his brother fights. "Said Zi Long. After circling, he expanded and surrounded Hongyun and suddenly released a purple flame. The flame seemed to be like a flame. It burned violently as soon as it touched Hongyun.
Shuangying hurriedly shook his mind, transported Xuangong and held his breath to ward off evil spirits. Once again, he invaded the British man. He roared and listened to a bird’s song. The ancient god dove, who was hidden nearby with a flash of green light, immediately appeared at their feet. After the implementation of Shuangying’s feet, the four of them flew around the sword and looked around for the enemy.
Shuangying and Ugly Man just smelled a strange smell, but Song Chang Gung immediately helped the three of them get rid of the poisonous gas in Shuangying’s estimation. While holding their breath, the hongyun was twisted and scattered by the flying sword, but the hongyun that was torn by the flying sword was still clustered into flocs, which surprised them.
Song Chang Gung’s purple flame seems to be the bane of this thing, which can actually make it burn. Seeing that Zi Long is hovering all over the fire body, the whole hongyun circle is inside, so in a short time, the hongyun is burned away, and the red bodhi old zu is distressed. This is a treasure that he has worked hard for hundreds of years.
Resentment in my heart took out two strange treasures from the bag of Gankun. The golden light was two thorns. When I lifted my hand, I ran around Hongyun and flew from behind.