One day is clear, and the weather is hot and sultry.

There is no wind, no clouds, no day, the sky is full of white color, only feeling hot and humid, sticky, upset and anxious. I couldn't breathe for a while, and I couldn't seem to be half interested in doing anything lazily. I could only hear the sound of frogs in the grass and trees, and the cicadas between the branches and leaves.

At this time, the benefits of bald heads are revealed.

On weekdays, in this kind of ghost weather, the peony girl has already had her hair and sweat through her clothes, and her makeup has been spent. Now it's good, the plain face is clean and clean, a bald head is simple and convenient, and the horse riding in the wilderness brings a trace of cool breeze, which makes the peony girl's mind extremely sober!

Dinghai and Wuchan followed slowly and leisurely, one wilting and the other with a sad face.

It's not that he can't keep up, he can't walk at all, but in fact, Rouge is also walking slowly, looking listless.

Three men, one horse, followed by a group of people and a carriage, and just like that unhurried down a large road.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

In front of it was a funeral procession, with more than 200 people, all dressed in white.

Obviously, in the middle of the procession, the carriage was pulling a coffin, black and white silk flowers.

The horses did not neigh, the people did not speak, they walked slowly and silently.

This is abnormal, very abnormal, so abnormal that the peony girl can see it, this is by no means a normal funeral procession.

There were men and women, each with a white ribbon tied around their foreheads, and each with clubs, knives and guns in his hands.

No paper money, no crying, only adults, no children.

This team, since the dawn of the day, the three of them have been discovered, and followed, following.

At that time, they, they, were like a bunch of ghosts.

There are many grudges in the rivers and lakes, and blood debts should be paid in blood, only Wuzen can't see that this is a team of revenge.

After looking for a long time, once they got it, on the second day after leaving Wuhua City, the three of them found an opportunity to do chivalrous justice.

"Drive, drive!" "Peony Shenxia Zongmaw, once again stepped forward to inquire about the news.

After a while, he came back, shook his head and sighed: "Hey!"

No one spoke, no one paid attention to her.

No matter how beautiful and pompous the peony girl is, no one cares about her, even if they look at her.

It's not a joke, it's going to die.

Either you die or I die.

Another time, just when the peony girl completely lost her patience and began to scold and lose her temper.

It's here.

In front of a town, a large mansion is built near the town, without mountains and water, especially magnificent.

Looking at each other from afar, the main entrance hangs a vermilion plaque, on which there are three golden characters: Luojiazhuang.

There were people in front of the door, a hundred and ten people, all of whom had short arrows and short sleeves, and were also armed with knives and guns.

Look at the preparation in advance, and the saber rattling is on the board!

Yes, yes, the distance between them is not more than a zhang, and the two sides are against each other.

Still no one spoke, the knife and gun were in the hand, the knife and gun were also in the eyes, and the sparks were shining everywhere at the intersection of edges.

It's hatred! It's murderous intent! It's a dead knot that can't be untied!

"Sure enough!" the peony girl said in surprise: "Look at Wuzen, there is going to be a fight!"

Wuchan looked at it in a daze, and didn't seem to hear it: "Uncle Taishi, this is, what are you doing?"

"Hmm!" Dinghai said, "Help Zhan!"

Dinghai doesn't talk much, but every amazing word is good, it's a gang war!

This is the Zhongzhou Luo family, and the Qi family is from Bishui, and the fight and battle between the two gangs are coming!

"Help, who will help?" Peony Shenxia was overjoyed and eager to try: "Is it still a camel farm?"

Dinghai shook his head and motioned to look first.

Wuzen was watching, looking at the gate, and there was a creak inside the gate, and a small car or two came out.

The two of them pushed, and on top was an old man with a white beard, missing a leg: "Kill people to pay for their lives, pay off debts, cough cough cough!" said a big cough, stroked his chest and gasped: "People are killed by me Luo Lao Er, one life is worth one life, Qi family aunt, what do you think?"

Looking at each other angrily, the Qi family looked sad and angry, but no one spoke. The uncle of the Qi family is dead, and now the affairs of the Qi family are the final say of the aunt of the Qi family, the aunt of the Qi family is holding a double knife and slowly stepped forward: "Second brother Luo, listen well, it was your father and son who killed my husband, if you want to keep the Luo family full of doors today, you should pay for your eldest son and second son and you, three dog lives!"

"Haha!Haha!" Another middle-aged man looked up to the sky and laughed, and his voice snatched away: "Who is more and less bullying? Who is not as good as others? Ha! Isn't it so good, and there is a face to say! More than a dozen people say to my father and son--" At this point, the old man in a sixtieth century shouted in a deep voice: "Luo Ying!" This person has a purple face, a burly figure, and it is Uncle Luo, who is the head of Luojiazhuang: "Right and wrong, at ease in the hearts of the people! Only one sentence, since your Qi family is here today, my Luo family should accompany me to the end!"

"Uncle Luo, Second Master Luo. The eldest lady of the Qi family laughed miserably, her face was full of determination: "My husband's bones are not cold, but he is pitiful that he is dead and blind, since you say it is unfair, it is good-"

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and hissed, "Open the coffin!"

At the beginning of the crowd, the black coffin opened silently, and an old man was looking up at the blue sky with his eyes wide open!

There was a moment of silence.

"Look, look!" The eldest lady of the Qi family raised her double knives and laughed wildly: "Husband, husband, you just open your eyes and see, what is the human heart! What is justice!"

"Kill!"

The Qi family attacked, and the knife was the number, and they were here to fight hard, and there was no lot of nonsense!

"Ahh

The Locke family catches up, everyone is vying for the first, generally fighting for their lives, either you die or I live!

The sword soldiers rose, the sword shadow appeared, and in an instant, the two sides fought together! Gritting their teeth and red eyes, everyone forgot to die and fought desperately! There were many people in the Zhu family, and there were even more people in the Qi family, and hundreds of people roared and shouted to fight on a wide field outside the gate of Luojiazhuang, and this place turned into a battlefield of swords, swords, and shadows of flesh and blood! In an instant, blood overflowed the beard, and in an instant, blood stained the red clothes, this was a battle that had already been doomed, and no one present could escape it.

The feud between the two families, the last generation, the last generation, the last generation, chased the eighteenth generation of the ancestors!

During this time, there were countless fights, and this battle was the largest.

Countless people died in the meantime, who can untie this one knot?

Zhongzhou Luo's family, Bishui Qi's family, how can right and wrong be judged? Who has the final say on justice?

Hatred after hatred, generation after generation, may only kill one side without one bite or never one on both sides dies -

No kidding, it's people who will die, people who will die a lot.

Taiping Town, Taiping Town, Haisha Sect, Dafengmen, this situation is somewhat similar.

This is not Taiping Town, and there are three people here. There is no knot that cannot be untied, only people who cannot be untied, and that person and a donkey can still call twice when this kind of thing happens.

Three, so what?