Chapter 65, weird monster

"Hey..." Ding Hao scratched his head in a depressed manner.
His heart said what your sister swordsman is aware of, how does Laozi know if you are comfortable, for the sake of a broken sword in a garbage dump, the fools do such things.
"You look at you, standing without a station, timid, shrinking, beheading, sissy, female, female, wretched, vanity, treacherous... Where are you like a man..." Tsing Yi geek is inexplicably angry, like watching Like the old man who doesn’t live up to his son, it’s endless.
At the end of the day, he was more completely a veteran who reprimanded his son's posture and spit.
Ding Hao endured without worry.
People have to bow their heads under the roof.
Tsing Yi geeks show their strength before the show, definitely not the current Ding Hao can compete, or first honestly install the grandson, first look at this guy, what medicine is sold in the gourd.
"Haha, Xiao Dingzi, you are not lucky. I went out tonight and didn't look at the Huang Li. I actually met a madman..."
In my mind, the long-lost sword ancestor gloated and laughed.
"You are a silly goods, gloating, a little bit, if the little Dingzi is in danger of life, we both have to be fart out, it is too stunned, no wonder called ancestors!" Knife did not care what he has been trying to shape. The image of "beautiful girl" screamed with anger and anger.
"Smelly woman, do you want to fight? Is it a small drunkard madman in the realm of Wuwang? Isn’t Laozi afraid that he will not be?" Jianzu was irritated, and he pointed out the strength of Tsing Yi’s geeks.
Ding Hao heart to take a breath.
Wu Wang Jingqiang!
It turned out that this Tsing Yi geek turned out to be a strong king of Wu Wang!
Although the strength of Wuwangjing is not in the eyes of the two old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years, such as the knife ancestor and the sword ancestors, but for Ding Hao of the second martial arts, this Tsing Yi geek is simply the mountain. The existence of mythology.
"Some people don't blow too much cowhide. You have the ability to jump out and kill this little madman in Wuwangjing." Knife Ming knows that Jianzu has no other means besides the mouth gun, but he has unrelentingly revealed it.
The sword ancestor was silent for three seconds.
Three seconds later, Jianzu showed another reason for rebuttal. He snorted: "What do you know about the short-haired mad lady? I see this drunkard, there is nothing bad about it... well, according to me Judging from years of experience, he estimated that this kid is a fancy."
"Look at Xiao Ding, is this alcoholic madman like beautiful young men? I rely on it, can you see it?" The knife ancestors suddenly, thoughtfully and thoughtfully: "No way, in order to survive, Xiaodingzi, you sacrifice Your own color, it’s not bad!

Ding Hao: "........."
"I have wiped it. In the mind of your mother-in-law, what kind of is in the end? I am thinking about it!" Jianzu said with amazement: "The meaning of Laozi is that this little madman of Wuwangjing should think I want to accept Xiao Dingzi as a disciple."
The ancestors of the ancestors, and immediately righteous words: "All of you are too , your words are too kinky. Swing, I was misled by you."
Jianzu: "........."
Jianzu: "You still have to shame?"
......
Ding Hao was upset by two old monsters in his mind.
As soon as I looked up, I saw that Tsing Yi’s geeks were still screaming at me. ,
I don't know why, Ding Hao's mind suddenly has a hard time to contain a short circuit, subconsciously: "Predecessors, you will not be because I did not lead me here at the beginning, and finally have to use strong, feel no face, in order to cover up their own If you fail, you will be so angry?"
The snoring of the Tsing Yi geeks came to an abrupt end.
After the chaos, the pupil reflected the faint moonlight. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he suddenly stared at Ding Hao.
I rely on, this guy will not be angry and angry, right?
When Ding Hao finished speaking, he regretted it a bit.
Who knows that at this time, the eyes of Tsing Yi geeks began to soften.
", you kid! I didn't think I had ever beaten you, , guess you don't say it. Fortunately, there are only two of us here. No one sees Laozi in front of a younger generation."
The Tsing Yi geek said, took off the wine gourd at the waist, pulled out the stopper, and sipped his head and drank a few mouthfuls.
A heart-wrenching scent of wine, suddenly filled in the peak of the Lonely Peak.
Ding Hao is a bit confused.
"Well, since I have seen it, take it back, your weapon, this is a good sword, so cherish it." Touching the wine stains on the corner of the mouth, Tsing Yi geeks raised his hand and threw the rust sword to Ding Hao.
"Good sword?" Ding Hao said: "The sword that came from the heap."
"What are you talking about?" Tsing Yi geeks are a little bit calm: "Is this sword from the garbage heap?"
He looked at Sun Fei, and he sighed for a while. At the end, there was still a bit of a lost soul: ", your kid is not afraid of losing his life, just grab a sword in the garbage dump, and you can hit the big luck. No wonder you lost your sword before. I don’t feel anxious at all, it seems that I am wrong with you!"
Ding Hao is not calm: "What? Is this broken sword a baby?"
"Believe me," Tsing Yi geeks gathered over their big heads, a very sincere gesture, and squinted: "Bunny scorpion, you will never find such a "broken sword" in the future."
"Ha? So this rust sword is really a baby?"
Ding Hao heard that he would doubtfully hold the rust sword in his hand and watch it over and over again.
This rusted sword is indeed the one that Ding Hao had thrown out of the rubbish. It was covered with red rust spots, and there were also spider-like cracks. It seemed to break at any time. From the point of view, even if it was sold, it was sold. Iron, I am afraid that no one wants it.
Ding Hao himself, but also feels that it is quite easy to use, looks quite tough, and stayed for a while, I did not expect that in the eyes of the strong king of the king of Wu, this rust sword is actually a baby!
Well, since it is the judgment of the strong king of Wuwang, maybe this rust sword is really a baby.
Ding Hao was happy, carefully tied the rust sword behind his back.
The two people had such a big eyes and noisy for a while, Ding Hao did not know why, suddenly felt that Tsing Yi geeks were kind.
His intuition has always been very spiritual.
"Predecessors have specially brought me here, is it?" Ding Hao tried to ask.
"Don't say so much." Tsing Yi geeks obviously do not want to say more, waved impatiently, and looked up and drank a few big mouthfuls of wine, like a trick to take out a black pot, dozens of ingredients, and even The racks and woods were all complete, and they were thrown on the ground. They asked: "Run for a long time, and for a long time, dry mouth, and hungry, your kid, will cook? Do not give dinner to Laozi."
Ding Hao is even more confused.
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