Yixia asked a question that children who were not that old should consider.

When are you going to kill me?

Xing Zhen shook his head slowly and asked: Wanpoisonous bodies are born, not your fault, why should I kill you? Shouldn’t we find a way to control Wanpoisonous bodies first?

Yixia always eats weight-bearing, with a look of disdain: Don’t comfort me, Jiansi said that there is no way to solve the poisonous body.

Xing Zhen smiled knowingly: That's not necessarily the case. Your poisonous body almost killed me just now. Since I can survive, there will naturally be a way to control the poisonous body.

Yixia showed a hint of apology for the first time, and made a faint sound of mosquitoes and flies and said: I'm sorry.

Xing Zhen was a divine cultivator, and his ears were so sharp. He pretended not to hear it, and asked loudly with curiosity: What were you talking about?

Yixia did not understand the magic of the divine cultivation, and believed it as true. He took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to shout: Sorry.

I don’t know where the strength I got, so I quickly grabbed the little head covered by Thick.

Xing Zhen and the little puppy boy were very sympathetic and laughed with his stomach.

Xing Zhen even rudely lifted the corner of the quilt, exposed the little head of the girl in pink, and asked: Don’t you want to know how to control the poisonous body?

Yixia immediately became interested and stopped covering her head. Nodded vigorously: I want to.

Xing Zhen was a secret: I thought of it when you were sick just now. But I was afraid that you would not use it for you if you disagree.

I just gave you a sip of wine, which depends on the situation and temporarily suppressed, but I cannot completely control your poisonous body.

Yixia then remembered the spicy taste in her mouth, and said dissatisfiedly: Tell me quickly, don’t let my mother-in-law and mother.

Xing Zhen's face turned dark and then smiled with relief: This is the Yixia I know.

Listen, you may have to drink my blood or eat my meat.

With a wow, all the food I ate in the summer evening was sprayed out, and nothing left in my stomach

Xing was quite unfaithful and ordered: I will leave it to you to clean up.

Don't object. You can't do the dirty work first.

After saying that, Xing Zhen carried Yixia to his bed, leaving a pool of dirty things for the puppies.

The latter jumped his feet against: No matter, you can clean up yourself, I would rather sleep on the floor tonight.

Xing Zhen suddenly became serious: Don’t make a fuss, there is a sound below. I’ll go and see, you stay in the room to protect you, and don’t go out no matter what sound you hear.

The puppy's level of spiritual cultivation is higher than that of Xing Zhen, and the range that the ears can hear is no weaker than Xing Zhen.

I was just absent-minded just now and didn't feel it carefully. After reminding me, I immediately raised my ears.

I usually eat, eat, do whatever I want, and do, but when I encounter serious things, the puppy is absolutely serious.

It Zheng’s key point: You go, I will protect you all summer.

In order to show his seriousness, the puppy's body was filled with spiritual energy.

One jumped to the bed and tumbling for a while, and the sword box was again behind him.

The opportunity is to pull, and the sound of clicking and scratching is constantly. The sword box opens and closes, and you can enter the combat state at any time.

Xing Zhen was very satisfied. The little puppy had many magic weapons, black and white bells and dragon binding ropes. Now he has broken through to the realm of the God Mansion, and can drive four flying swords in the sword box.

Unexpectedly, warriors or divine cultivators in the sixth realm are difficult to get benefits from puppies.

After being very satisfied, he nodded, gently pulled the door and flashed away.

The voice came from the room on the first floor where Wen Chengzhi and Xi Xialan lived, and the opportunity to restrain Xing Zhen was approaching quietly.

The small method of covering up opportunities that Mengyi once taught is indeed a good method. It can not only suppress opportunities, but also restrain opportunities.

Although Xing Zhen has amnesia, he can still find some exercises and moves.

As he approached quietly, he pierced the window paper and saw the shopkeeper and his wife and four men who moved onto the second floor.

Wen Chengzhi and Xi Xialan sat next to each other, and the two were very nervous and nervous.

Four men stood side by side opposite the couple, holding their nostrils facing the sky.

Qiu Wu, the leader of the man, said: I know you both are warriors and are not weak, but do you dare to do it? You are not afraid that the boss will be cruel and cut off the little boy's head as a urinary.

Wen Chengzhi and Xi Xialan clenched their fists, tried their best to control their emotions, and remained silent.

Qiu Wu did not intend to expose it, and continued to say coldly: Brother Qiu Tan has returned to the parody and asked the boss to go down the mountain. Are you ready to punish him?

I really can't figure it out, it's just a little sweating pill to make some human flesh. It's not your relatives and friends who die, so why bother yourself in a dilemma for irrelevant people?

How much wine is left in the kitchen? The amount of medicine is insufficient. Maybe one arm or leg is left today, and the boss will let you go.

Xi Xia Lan raised her head and spoke to the man in a calm manner, without hiding his hatred. If possible, she slapped the truth to death with the four people in front of her.

He said firmly: We are responsible for the mistakes. The guests here are innocent people. We cannot harm others' lives for ourselves.

Asked Chengzhi tightly held his wife's hand and exclaimed: You don't need you, I have to bear it. Isn't it just an arm or a leg? At worst, you can support me if you are disabled.

Xi Xialan was amused: Haha, it’s all men who raise women. Why are you useless guys?

Wen Chengzhi didn't care: I'm happy.

Qiu Wu smiled strangely: Hehe, you are so whimsical. What you want to violate the order of the copycat this time is the hands and feet of you. If you violate it next time, I am afraid that the hands and feet of your boy Wenxuan.

Wen Chengzhi and Xi Xia Lan changed color at the same time: You dare, if Mr. Wenxuan loses a hair, I don’t mind killing all the people in your copycat.

Qiu Wu was quite distracted and looked for a bench to sit down, keeping the couple facing each other.

Are you really willing to let it go? We have inquired about it. Wenxuan's life experience is not simple. If something happens to him, you and his wife are afraid that they will go to bury with you?

He looked at the jar of wine on the table next to him and sighed: Hey, this is a bar with sweating pills? What a pity, you can't drink good wine.

Then he cursed: The bastard asked Chengzhi and sold all the wine to the boy who was in the sword. We have to settle the debt.

Then, Qiu Wu showed a cold sneer, meaning that he continued to chatter.

You are very surprised, why has Qiu Tan not come yet? To tell you the truth, he is taking people to chase and kill the guests who escaped today.

When he pulled the bodies of those people back, you and your wife had to make the human buns.

It would be fine if you don’t want to do it. We don’t mind grabbing Wenxuan here and let him watch you two pick bones and scrape meat and make noodles step by step to make human meat buns.

Qiu Wu slapped his forehead: I forgot to tell you that after Qiu Tan brought people back, it was the death of the boy with swordsman.

Hehe, it’s a joke that people who have entered our enemy’s territory still want to survive.

Yes, yes, I remembered it, it’s really called Zheng, right?

Suddenly, a dark firefly passed by, and Qiu Wu felt a flash in front of him, and he thought it was summer flies flying by in front of him.

The next moment, his soul was rising and he found that his throat was hot.

When I looked down, I saw that it was bright red, and the front of my clothes and even my pants were instantly stained with blood.

The seven-foot-foot-strong man fell to the ground with a black look in front of him.

The three people who followed Qiu Wu had just discovered Qiu Wu's strangeness, and then one person's head was blown to pieces and the other person's body was split.

It was Xing Zhen, who was difficult to match the atmosphere, and after the mother-son blade passed, he killed three people in an instant with one punch and one sword.

Before the remaining person could scream, he was hit in the chest with a punch. It can be seen from the naked eye that the person's chest was sunken and his heart was bulging, and his heart was smashed by a punch.

His figure also flew backwards, broke through the wall, and was buried in the ruins.

Wen Chengzhi and Xi Xialan could obviously stop Xing Zhen from doing anything, and they also knew that doing so would inevitably implicate Gongzi Wenxuan.

It’s just because the atmosphere is difficult, and it’s not because I’m taking action myself.

After Xing Zhen was dealt with by the four of them, they began to regret it after they were angry.

I really couldn't find a reason to complain about the punishment, so I sat there and sighed dejectedly, saying in unison: It's over, it's over, it hurts Mr. Wenxuan.

If something happens to a young master, I will not want to live alone.

Xing Zhen slapped the mud seal of the wine jar on the table and sniffed the sorghum wine inside.

He sighed: It does taste different from the wine I sold to me. The two seniors are kind, but I am very grateful to me.

Wen Zhicheng and Xi Xialan had no intention of dealing with Xing Zhen, and their hearts were full of helplessness and regret.

Xing Zhen was very curious and asked in confusion: The two seniors are not weak, why don’t you find a way to rescue Mr. Wenxuan you mentioned?

Asked Chengzhi sighed dejectedly: Hey, how could the young hero say so easily? I, my husband and I, really don’t take it seriously.

But they had Mr. Wenxuan as a hostage in their hands and were hidden in an extremely secret place. We were not sure enough to rescue Mr. Wenxuan, so we did not dare to take action rashly.

Xing Zhen was even more puzzled and asked: With the skills of the two seniors, how could Mr. Wenxuan be kidnapped?

Xixia Lan vomited fiercely: Bah, these bandits are worthy of it. Wenxuan was plundered and sold to this place by the Japanese tribe. When we heard the news, we immediately came to rescue him.

Unexpectedly, I was plotted by the bandits and became the guys who helped them sell human meat buns. From the beginning to the end, Chengzhi and I never met Wenxuan.

Xing Zhen smiled heartlessly and smiled very comfortably: Haha, Wenxuan must be hidden in the enemy's village, right?

Xixia Lan has always been stingy, and now she has no good temper: nonsense, what else can she hide if she doesn’t hide in the enemy’s village?

Xing is really curious about what kind of existence the Japanese clan is, but now is not the time to ask questions.

I honestly said: Do you have any things that Mr. Wenxuan has used here? The puppy I brought with me has an extremely sharp nose. As long as you approach Qiujia Village, you can find out where Mr. Wenxuan is.
To be continued...