Assassin Farmer

"Si Ling, you have to forget who gave you everything now." Lin Shizhen and Si Tuo three people forced to go nowhere, stopped at the entrance of the big mountain, the wind clear cliff, turned back, staring at the word Lin Shizhen Said one meal.

"I will say it again, Si Ling has already died in your hand. One life is enough to taste the grudges." Lin Shi stood on the wind and clear cliffs, and the cold voice slowly followed.

On his side, he was the stalker of the wound, and the priest who was guarding him. All are indifferent with a faint anger, looking directly at the opposite wind cliff.

"Ha - it sounds good. If it wasn't for you, what would I ignore my existence in my eyes? All the big things, the first thing he thought of was your sir, not saying that you are not dead, even if you are dead. I also want to whip your body for hundreds of times and what is a death, and I am embarrassed-"

"Ha ha ha - good brothers are disgusting, you are stupid, look at your brothers and brothers on weekdays, but also how good your feelings. Once the order, but immediately turned against each other, hahaha... really ironic Si Ling, I see The first thing you have to solve today is that they are the three talents. As for me, with your memory, should you not forget the old club when you are killed?" Feng Qingya stared at Si Ling sarcastically.

"Wind clear cliffs, do not want to die to the front and also provoke the separation." Supported the side of the support side has been stiff. If the wind is clear, the impact on the company is the biggest. After all, at that time, it was Si Ling who was killed by Si Tuo.

"Provocative distraction? Jokes, really want brothers and deep feelings, why are afraid of outsiders to provoke distraction." Feng Qingya continued to sneer. Xi Xi Si Ling will anger to transfer the target.

Yes, a few people in front of you, the number of the most martial arts. Although he has not seen it in the past two years, it is unclear what his current accomplishments are. However, it is easy to see that it is easy to move in the town of Fanhua, and it is already close to the big ones.

Therefore, Feng Qingya cleverly turned around and left, did not choose to directly confront him.

In any case, his small life on the cliff is important.

Feng Yaoge changed his blood, and when he was innocent, he was ranked first in the first place. However, now, his life is worrying, and he does not understand the truth that he can bend.

For more than a decade, under the pressure of the old and the undead, I have learned to know the time and become a good man. If not, he will not be able to climb the cliff. He was already rumored by his old immortality and his favorite, Si Ling.

"There are heads and debts to have the Lord. Si Tuo kills me in your life. I just put the account on your head." Lin Sizhen was not provoked by the words of Feng Qingya. It is a light return.

"啧啧——司凌, I haven't seen it for two years, and the temper has changed. When did Si Ling, who has always been a staunch, become a coward?" Feng Qingya saw that Si Ling did not turn around to deal with Si Tuo as he imagined. Half-terrorism and anxiously began to talk nonsense.

"The coward or the brave, the old Si Ling has already died in your hands. On the face of the old cabinet, I don't care about you. Just, it's a must, now ruin my home." I don't take your life, I don't think I'm weak," Lin Si said coldly, moving at the same time, approaching the wind and clearing the cliff to approach a few steps.

His remarks almost didn’t make the wind and cliffs vomit blood on the spot and died.

Isn't it just destroying his broken tile house, neither hurting anyone nor bad things, but threatening to take his life, which is still called on the face of the old cabinet owner? What is even more irritating is that he also used the word "coward" to block his words.

The three people who listened to the brand had listened, and they were all stiff. The shape of the microseisms all indicate that they are all laughing. And Si Tuo loosened his tight face, and Si Ling said, has he forgiven the damage he once made?

"Cough... Si Ling, tell him more about what he said early, and don't forget, Xiaozi is still waiting for you." Si Si looked at Si Duo's pale face and knew that the poison on his body had invaded the blood. Antidote, should still be on the windy cliff.

"Sir, don't say such a high-sounding words, you have to say a solution to the antidote, don't take off the water." Feng Qingya secretly screamed, trying to uncover the purpose of the priest.

However, Si Ling was not led by his words, but he was in a hurry and went straight to his death.

"Silver, you can't do this to me." Fengqing Cliff slammed and plunged toward the entrance to the big room mountain in front.

"You stay, protect his heart. I will return as soon as possible." Lin Sitou did not return to throw a sentence, and then followed the wind and clear cliffs into the big room mountain.

"The wind is clear and the cliffs are so many, be careful." The company nodded and nodded. It was no longer adhered to, and no longer insisted with the priest, and left the right side to support Si Tuo. He chose a hidden place and sat cross-legged. Give him a heart to protect him from venom.

They all understand in their hearts that it is an easy task to take the wind and clear cliffs one-on-one with the great skill of Si Ling. Of course, the premise is: there is no tricks in the wind and clear cliffs, and Si Ling is not fooled.

............

"Silver, how are you here?" Fengqingya looked at the opposite side of the road, the ice cold as the **** to make Si Ling, the fear of the heart is getting heavier. He, is this really not going to let go of yourself?

All the way to bite on himself, even if it is repeatedly moved out of the former cabinet of Feng Yaoge - his son is not as good as the foreigner, it seems to be no help. If he didn't have a lot of smoked poisonous Dan in his hand, he had already been killed and killed by Si Ling for hundreds of times.

Retreat to the end of the cliff at the cliff, the wind and clear cliffs smiled.

Lin Si stared at him coldly, and there was no expression on his face.

The reason why he decided to kill him was that he did not want to happen again today. Today is a lucky otter, not at home, so I escaped. Otherwise, Lin Si tightened his fists. When she thought of her twins, she was most likely to be crushed by the collapsed roof, and she could not restrain her anger.

"Handed over the antidote and broke it on its own." Lin Siyu uttered a faint sentence.

"A good one has broken my mind. I want to know my uncle who is unclear. Under Jiuquan, I have to repent. I am a good man who adopted him." Feng Qingya stared at Lin Siyu, and the words were tapped.

Lin Siyi looked back at the wind and clear cliffs, and the words of the priests flashed in his mind: "The old bishop's envy, you have been selling for the wind Yaoge for ten years is not enough? If not enough, Fengqingya ordered to kill Are you enough? Si Ling, now you are dead and born again, and there is room for you, why bother to go to the past."

"Oh..." At this moment, a familiar wolf screamed from Lin Si. The side eyes swept away. It was a little snow that had not been seen for half a year. It led the three wolverines and squatted behind them. He seemed to ask if he needed help.

"God, this is a wolf" Fengqing Cliff exclaimed, not only the big three small behind Lin Si, but also a dozen of the wolves outside the city. This time, even if you escaped the attack of Si Ling, can you avoid the containment of such a large group of wolves?

Fengqing Cliff blinked, and then smiled a little, "Si Ling, this is the antidote to the poison in Si Tuo. Do you dare to come over and take it?" Eyes, it seems to ridicule the timidity of Si Ling.

Lin Siwei glanced at a small paper bag on the palm of his hand and sank for a moment.

Sure enough, Feng Qingya smashed his hand to take the antidote, and the other hand hit a palm with ten successes. The palm of the hand whistling, Lin Sijun did not stop to continue the movements of his hands, while successfully collecting the antidote, the other hand took the palm of the wind and clear cliffs. As everyone knows, after Feng Qingya hit a palm, he resisted Lin Shizhen’s wrist and vowed to pull him down the cliff.

"It’s not bad to pull you to be a quilt when you die. Hahahaha..."

After a blow and a pull, Lin Siwei did not think much, and then he would give the antidote and then throw it, "Xiaoxue, handed over to the foot of the mountain." Then, by the pull of the wind cliff, he chased him down. Steep cliffs.

This time, even if he can't die, he will be killed. Lin Shi’s cold eyes were flashing a glimpse.

............

"This is... antidote? But, what about Si Ling?" The priest took a small packet of powder on the ground and looked at the white wolf in front of him, seemingly familiar. That's right, it's the female wolf who is raised in the Si Ling family.

"Oh..." Xiaoxue looked up at the sky, and the black wolf eyes flashed a trace of water. The male owner was pulled down the cliff by the bad guy. Uh... The hostess must be sad and dead. How to do? But these three useless guys simply can't understand. Forget it, still look for the wolf to go down the valley to search.

"It... is it despising me?" The priest pointed at the light snow that turned and ran back to the entrance to Dagushan, and was amazed. He was convinced that he had not missed the contemptuous color that flashed in his eyes. God, he was despised by a female wolf. If this is spread out, it will not be laughed at by the twenty-five of them.

"It seems to tell us something. Could it be related to Si Ling?" Si branded the antidote into the stunned Situkou, squinting for a moment, and then handed over to the priest, "Bring back to the town of flowers There is a small scorpion, I went to Si Ling." When the voice did not fall, he jumped a few feet and followed the direction of Xiaoxue disappearing.

The priest reluctantly picked up the clothes and then looked at the medicine, but his face was still unconscious, and he sighed and ran to the town of Fanhua.

The sturdy division of the brand has to face the question of the little scorpion. Uh... he wants to escape. Most afraid of women's tears. How do you explain to her the stunned Situ, the missing Siling? Oh, in the final analysis, I’m totally blaming the wind-clear cliff that’s not enough to die.