Heroic Wife Reborn

The fight was carried out in the darkness, and there was a sound, but it was covered by the heavy rain outside the house, and it seemed silent.

The martial arts of the two monks clearly went far beyond the imagination of Gu Xinglang. After a few fights, Gu Xinglang was convinced that the two monks were not only stunned by Yu Xiaoxiao, but also other two people. Both of them were acting with him when they did not seem to have a hard-wound punishment.

After blocking a slap in the face of a slut, Gu Xinglang’s back slammed into the stone wall.

At this moment, the two monks seemed to be convinced that Gu Xinglang had no power to fight back, and temporarily stopped his hand.

"What do you want to do?" Gu Xinglang raised his hand and rubbed the wet mouth, and asked dumbly.

"People don't know how to take you away," the monk who kept silent, finally spoke at this moment.

“Why?” Gu Xinglang asked.

"Gu Qinghui," said the monk, "You will be the one you are."

Another monk hits the palm at this moment.

Gu Xinglang reluctantly took another breath and hardened the palm of his hand.

The body bounced and slammed into the stone wall. The stone wall was swept by the palm of the hand. There was a gravel splashing on Gu Xinglang’s face. One of the splashes was in the corner of the eye. Gu Xinglang closed his eyes with a stressful reaction. When you blink again, the world in front of you seems to be shrouded in a layer of blood, making him feel a little disgusting.

"Let's go," the scorpion's hand grabbed Gu Xinglang's clothes and slammed into the temple of Gu Xinglang.

Gu Xinglang struggled to make a punch, then the body slid down the stone wall, and the whole person slid to the ground.

"Don't let him die," the monk who stood by and stood by and watched the companion.

The monk standing in front of Gu Xinglang squatted down. In the darkness, the two men still looked at the object clearly. Try Gu Xinglang’s breath. This is humane: "He is just a coma."

On the sidelines, the humanity said: "With Yu Ling, you are leaving, let us take him as soon as possible."

"What about the other people in this village?" The hand asked the monk who was on the heart of Gu Xinglang.

The voice of the monk standing is cold and cold: "Nature does not stay."

At this time, the slaves in the village were kept in the house. There were no bystanders. The people of Fengtian and Suzaku had nowhere to escape at this time. They waited for the whole day.

The standing monks glanced at the corner and ten people huddled there. The monks believed that the ten people must not dare to go out and say that these people are still useful to them and cannot die for the time being. "Let's go," turned his head, and the monk urged his companion again.

The half-squatting monk lifted Gu Xinglang's chin and wiped the bloodstains of Gu Xinglang's mouth with his fingers. This young man seems to be just a martial art. I don't know why he asked the host again and again, he wants to see it. A living Gu Xinglang. According to the finger of Gu Xinglang's mouth, he used some strength. Gu Xinglang's half face was slightly distorted by the monk, and then the monk found that the man under his hand moved.

"Oh?" The monk snorted a little surprised, this kid can wake up so quickly?

"What's wrong?" the monk standing up immediately asked.

"No..." The monk just said a word and didn't talk anymore.

Gu Xinglang raised his head and his eyes were red.

In the face of Gu Xinglang's monk, he was suddenly shocked, and his hand was going to go to the neck of Gu Xinglang.

"What happened?" The monk standing and feeling that the situation was wrong, and asked a question, then he saw his companion fall backwards and the whole body flew out.

The monk was terrified, and he was still sitting on the ground, Gu Xinglang.

In the darkness, the head people heard the screams in the stone house, which made the heads more chilling.

"You," the monk was stunned by Gu Xinglang and looked at Gu Xinglang's **** eyes. He suddenly thought of something, his hands dying with Gu Xing's hand on his throat, struggling to talk.

Gu Xinglang looked at the **** who was dying in his hand, and his mouth gradually showed a slight smile, and his mouth spit out two words: "Damn."

The monk rushed to Xinglang and shook his head, trying to open his mouth as if he had something to say to Gu Xinglang.

Gu Xinglang stunned the left-handed man's left body, and the flesh-and-blood body was torn apart like a piece of paper on Gu Xinglang's hand. This monk did not even come and scream, and was smashed by Gu Xinglang. It became a piece.

Another monk woke up from a short coma, and saw that his companion was hand-held by Gu Xinglang and lived and torn.

This scene is too horrible, so that the monks are on the ground.

Gu Xinglang threw away the hot, ringing head that was left in his hand and turned to look at the monks sitting on the ground.

The monk suddenly jumped up from the ground and flew away from the house door.

Seeing that his hand touched the door of the stone house, the monk had the feeling of restoring the rest of his life. At this moment, Gu Xinglang was stained with blood by his hand, pressed on the door of the stone house, and the monk turned his head. It is a pair of blood red eyes.

Jiang Zhuojun hurriedly walked to the front of the big master and looked at the person who could stand dozing off. Jiang Zhuojun shook his head and shouted the big man: "Xiong Xiong!"

The big head of the family rushed forward, blinking and seeing Jiang Zhuojun standing next to him. The big master woke up and said, "How did you come to General Xiaojiang?"

Jiang Zhuojun said: "I don't worry, come and see, Lao Tang told me that your family is in the house alone?"

The big master said: "My princess didn't come back, and my grandfather was in the air, and it was estimated that the gang was out there."

Jiang Zhuojun looked at the stone house not far from him. Because the door was tightly closed, he could not see the light in the house. "How long has Qinghui been in?" Jiang Zhuojun asked the big master.

Dadang said: "It didn't take long, General Xiaojiang, let's wait a second."

"You should advise him to rest," Jiang Zhuojun said to the big master: "What can he do now?"

"My God," said the great master, "General Xiao Jiang, even you can't persuade my family to be a horse. I am obeying, can I persuade him?"

Jiang Zhuojun sighed.

Dadang said: "Whoever wants to persuade is useless, my princess comes back with the young master, and the Hummer will be fine."

Jiang Zhuojun waited for a while under this half-stand of the eaves, watching a burnt-out room beam being washed by the water and drifting to the lower part of the village.

The big master asked: "General Jiang Xiaojun, when can this rain stop?"

Jiang Zhuojun shook his head, and the climate of the seedlings was impermanent. This rain may be a few days.

"You said the big master of my family, what did he do in the seedlings?" asked the big master.

Jiang Zhuojun shook his head and went to the stone house. Even if Gu Xinglang wanted to suffocate, this person should be angry enough for such a long time.

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