He Mingda stumbled and knelt on the ground, unable to hold up in anger, his legs were already sore, his feet were numb, his brain cramped, he was drowsy, he could only hear someone in front of him gloating, clapping and laughing, and a cadre of subordinates behind him was so concerned that he exclaimed, and there were even more women in the distance who were shocked and chattering, and couldn't help but be ashamed and indignant, and finally lost his mind, his hands suddenly struggled, and he fell to the ground in an instant!

"Fan Laocai!" He Mingda's body fell and did not receive, and as soon as his shoulder and back fell to the ground, there was a "lazy donkey rolling" turning over, brushing the ground and pulling out the waist knife to split the head: "Take your life!" "Master He is polite and thoughtful and kind, but at this moment, he suddenly turned his face and cut people! The ghost shadow was startled, turned around and ran! How could he be angry, the knife was like the wind and lightning, and there was a sound, and the ghost shadow only felt a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and then his whole body was cold, and he staggered over a few steps and screamed and fell to the ground: "Ahh

"Master, master, oh my God, master!" exclaimed and screamed, He Mingda's heart was shaken, and he instantly sobered up a little! Immediately, a cold sweat broke out, and his mind replied: "I said earlier that there was a bloody disaster in Fanfu, isn't this a fulfillment? It is my own family that hurts people, and it is troublesome, big trouble! No one is killed!"

"Wow-aa-"

A tall and fat figure was killed in the oblique stab, strode into the field, knelt down and slammed the ground, whining and crying loudly: "The old man in my land - why is this going - this is only a little more work - Yin and Yang are already separated by two worlds - " Its qi is abundant, its voice is high-pitched, its tone is suppressed and frustrated, its words are poignant, its feelings are true and sincere, crying so much that tears flow and the wind and clouds change color, the upper and poor nine heavens are shocked, and the ghosts of the ten places are frightened!

The crying in the courtyard started, the window was sad and inexplicable, and everyone stared at each other, only to see-

Crying, Fan Mansion commands the bear steward! When he is thirsty, he goes into the house to drink water and is cold, and when he goes out, he becomes frightened! The savior turns into Yama, and Xiaoyou insists on the old man's life, and it is too late to save him, and he is full of sadness when he sees the tragedy! I was happy to hear that the rescue was coming, and I was busy greeting each other, my body was as light as a ghost, and the guest was surprised by mistake. Seeing the fall and busy condolences, the adult kicked the door of the heart, sure enough, the human affection is as thin as paper, fortunately born with a thin paper body! The murderous official stumbled and knelt, the old man ridiculed with courtesy, and in the blink of an eye, the villain had turned his eyes, how could the paper body resist the quick knife? Half a wisp of unjust soul had nowhere to send, and there was a cold body left!

"Shut up!" He Mingda frowned and shouted, saying in his heart that Fan Laocai would cry to death if he didn't die!

Steward Xiong glared at the tiger's eyes, raised his head and glanced at the murderer with tears, and then bowed his head and cried arrogantly: "The master is like a silkworm - said that he is hard and thrifty - he has endured all the hardships for his children - Qingfu has not enjoyed leaving the world-" The howling began again, and the crying was even better than the crying before, and the crying intensified, and everyone felt that their ears were buzzing and their chests were disturbed and nauseated, and the little bandit could not bear it at first, and fell off the lion's head with a scream; the big bandit was fighting on his own, and when he saw this, he hurriedly grabbed his accomplices; all the officials looked at each other and covered their ears and dumbfounded, and the whole and the whole of the Fan Mansion were frightened and frightened, how could they stand him to make such a fuss? All of them were in tears, and nearly half of them fainted!

The two tigers of the black wind worked hard and tossed for a long time to calm the scene, and He Bantou stabbed a big basket as soon as he entered the door, which shows that this person is by no means extraordinary! This is ability, like a cone in a bag, it can't be hidden, and wherever he goes, it is the focus of attention. Fan is also an extraordinary person, with a lot of wealth and food, deep wisdom and a wide range of plans, the two nodded at each other, usually there is no chance, today a spark will be sparked when they work together! With the extraordinary to the extraordinary, when there is a fierce battle! How can the extraordinary be with a knife, Fan Feifei does not know whether he is alive or dead, and in the blink of an eye, he falls into a yin and yang and does not know whether he is alive or dead. The housekeeper of the Fan Mansion is also extraordinary, and his voice is extraordinary. Mo Dao's ability is useless, shouting and shouting is annoying, so he has to pay attention to the heat of singing, but there is an industry where the higher the voice, the better-

Cry and mourn!

Xiong someone sang and no one applauded, and the housekeeper was also ordinary, but this side business was done smoothly, and the name shook the crying world in Qingzhou, no one disrespected and no one was convinced, and he sat firmly in the top spot! Big name! When there is less idle silver, please don't move, don't cry if you don't serve well, and you can't cry if you are not happy! Today, everyone has ears, this crying is sincere and emotional, Lao He still underestimates the surname Xiong, crying dead and living people are not skills, crying alive and dead are called kung fu!

Steward Xiong cried and wiped his tears, and sang in a different tone: "The king of Hades moved the book of life and death--the big ghost, the two ghosts, and the three Gu Ye-" The murderers present were taken aback: Didn't you make up your own family? Touching the scene, now making up and acting, it is really amazing! Shaoqing cried again: "Let's do it loyally in the future--The old man is smiling in Jiuquan-"

"Hahahaha-a-ah!" The corpse trembled violently, and actually slowly stood up and stood upright! Everyone shouted in unison, and the bear steward was kneeling and crying with all his heart, and before he noticed that the dead man had cried for him, he suddenly screamed in his ears and looked up! Half of his old face was disheveled, and he was laughing wildly at his own house: "The corpse has been cheated!" The bear steward was so frightened that he roared and crawled to the corridor, shrank behind the pillar and gasped for a few breaths, and had the courage to peek at it.

"The corpse, this is indeed my own master! There is a shadow on the ground! Alive!" Butler Xiong couldn't help but let out a surprise sound, strode forward again, tears flowed down and laughed: "Master, why aren't you dead?" Master Fan choked with laughter, and almost choked him to death with this sentence! Why didn't he die? When my heart is cold, my clothes are torn, and when I am cold, I think I have been hit, and my whole body is cold, and I am scared when I fall to the ground, and I am paralyzed by fright.

Fan Guizhi was discouraged, lying on the stone ground with his eyes closed and waiting to die, his chest was cold and his back was even colder, and his heart was especially cold. After lying on his stomach for a while, he only listened to the crying loudly, and his soul was almost suspicious! After lying down for a while, his body became colder and colder, and his brain was agitated! He tried secretly, but it didn't hurt, and he tried again and again, and the light didn't hurt! The catastrophe didn't die! Fan Yuanwai was overjoyed and couldn't help himself, and couldn't help but get up and laugh, but he was scared of the bear steward who was crying to the heart.

The bear steward was overjoyed, overjoyed and cried, and stepped forward to pull the placket of the old man's shirt and bowed, just wanting to tell the pain of parting. Fan Guizhi's shirt was said to have suffered bad luck today, first cut a horizontal knife to the master of Fangzhai, and then was slashed vertically by Lord He, how could he not help pulling violently, "Boom" A cracking sound, turned into several pieces scattered to the ground. The bear steward's hand was light, and then he raised his head, half of his thin upper body was not afraid of the cold and was about to come out, and the ribs stood in the wind like old branches exploring the sky!

Master Fan's face was pale, and he glared angrily! Even the bad luck was not only the clothes, but also the misery outside. Leaving aside the scourge of the two tigers of the Black Wind for the time being, they have already crossed several catastrophes in a row! Fan Yuanwai is old and frail, and his illness has not yet healed, how can he bear such a toss? At this time, it was about winter, and he forcibly went into battle shirtless, and the enemy's gall was already shivering all over his body, and he was even frightened, ashamed, and annoyed, Fan Yuanwai didn't care about scolding this bear man, and immediately screamed and flew away!

"Jiangtou is not a storm, no one else is difficult to walk in the world! Hey, you can give birth to so many things by pacing a few steps at home, who is to provoke whom?" He Mingda wiped his cold sweat and sighed secretly. There was silence in the field for a while, everyone was shocked, only the little bandit laughed loudly: "The old man is smiling in Jiuquan! Jiuquan and Ten Springs haha!" Suddenly remembering that he was on official business, He Bantou's face was solemn, and he was not angry: "The thief should not be rampant, surrender quickly to avoid death!" The little bandit turned a deaf ear, and still laughed to himself: "Big ghosts, two ghosts, three little ghosts, one pair after another!"

"Bold!" How He Mingda was not angry, he rushed over with a knife! Steward Xiong was so sad and happy, the tears on his cheeks had not dried, and he had not yet recovered his taste. He Mingda kicked him away and shouted: "He Fang is a demon, come out and die!" Seeing that this official has a slender body and white skin, and wields a sword to kill with great majesty, the little bandit was startled and hid in fright: "It's him, it's him again! Pretend to be the one!" The big bandit smiled and stroked his top and said with relief: "Don't be afraid, the owner of the village is a good person." ”

"The owner of the village, a good person, is his own reputation outside?" He Mingda was surprised and surprised, but he was also secretly proud: "Could it be that this black wind and two tigers are as timid as mice, and when they come up, they slap the sycophants of the head of the squad in order to get a whole corpse?"

"Mother, mother, bitter also!" He Bantou's heart was like a mirror for a moment, and he secretly turned around and left: "The surname Xue has a blood trail of thousands of miles! My own family has a fate with this fierce man, and I can't hide from it! Trouble doesn't go alone? Cause trouble to the upper body? Yes, yes, but it should be on my own body, and the stone lion who has fallen away is afraid that it is-"

He Bantou said that he would leave, his face was full of regret and his stomach was blue, and the bear steward was shocked, and hurriedly went up to stop his friend: "Old He-" He Mingda didn't raise his head, and kicked it away! All the officials shouted together: "He Bantou! Eat a big household!" He Mingda didn't look at it, and pushed it away! rushed to the door, only to see one person standing on one leg, holding on to the door frame and gasping for breath: "Belong, subordinates ......" He Mingda raised his eyebrows and roared: "Roll the calf!"

The gate is dilapidated, only the size of the body is a hole, it is the trend of a husband who is not open, at this time He Bantou is anxious, and he can't complain that he is not inferior. Who knew that this husband was on one foot, and Wan Wanfu would have no way out! The official surnamed Li was disabled and unrestrained, and he jumped all the way without hesitation, and he was already so tired that his ears were ringing and his heart was beating, and his feet were cramping and he went on strike. was crumbling and forcibly supporting, and coldly scolded the chief again, and couldn't help but panic in his heart: "Oops!"

The young man was lame yesterday, but the gate is semi-paralyzed today, and the perpetrator is Xue Haohan, when the two are sympathetic to each other, how can he not help He Bantou to forcibly break up? The door frame arm is inseparable, and the two are not supported for a while, and there is a sad sound, ouch yo yo, and they all roll down to the dust: "Boom! Boom! Boom!" He Bantou flew back, one person was screaming miserably, Xiao Li was pressed under the door with one foot intact, and at the moment he was restrained for a while, and tears flowed down without hesitation.

Look at the gate completely collapsed, blocked tightly!

"Bad luck, bad luck!" He Mingda said secretly, and stomped his feet and ran to the backyard.

swept to the front of the hall, but saw that the door was also crowded, and the men, women and children of the Fan Mansion were stunned and faced each other.

"Dodge, dodge!" He Bantou said solemnly.

"Want to slip away, no way!" Everyone in the Fan Mansion had bright eyes, and they didn't let the enemy take half a step! He Mingda swung his knife and went up, and suddenly slashed a few times, seeing that no one paid attention to him, he looked up to the sky and sighed and turned around and left: "You can't slaughter women and children, your own family is also a person with an identity, and you want to be a face-to-face person! God will kill me!" He Mingda looked east and west to see the group turn around, and there was really no way to slip away, there were two doors in the courtyard, and only one pair was blocked-

There is a forest in front of the wood, the back is the wall is three feet high, it is difficult to stand on the left to climb the mountain, the water in the pond is too cold to explore the right down, the flying sky hates not to give birth to wings, and there is no snake and mouse side to drill the ground, this body is still in the palm of the hand, but it teaches the family where to hide? He Bantou is like a turtle in the urn, and he went back and forth in the yard several times, and saw that there was really nowhere to go, so he had to stiffen his scalp and turn back. Seeing this, Steward Xiong couldn't bear it, and hurriedly strode forward to care: "Old He, why bother to come here? Look at your sweat and hey!"

Before he finished speaking, Lao He suddenly changed color, and his chest was another kick!;