Chapter 989: Dagger

Wang Le's eyes were so sharp. With the voice of the old farmer, he looked at the grave where the big pit had been dug, and saw the exposed coffin board in a dozen eyes ... It was dark and shiny, As if just buried.
"His!" Even if this was the death of his own mother, Wang Le seeing such a weird situation was unavoidable to take a sigh of cold air, and goosebumps got up instantly!
Although these veterans slowed their hands and feet, the shovel and hoes continued to wave, slowly cleaning the soil covering the coffin.
Wang Le didn't stop at this time, but he unconsciously tightened his whole body muscles, his eyes fixed on the coffin lid that had been exposed in the pit.
As soon as his heart moved, the golden light in Wang Le's eyes flashed instantly, and his delusional eyes opened. Just as he was looking through the coffin cover and looking inside the coffin with his mother's bones, a sudden old laughter from far and near, Come this way.
When Wang Le was secretly crying bitterly, he couldn't care about seeing through the coffin, turned around and looked at the direction of the people.
I saw the white-haired old man who had intercepted him last time when he was going down the mountain.
"Boy, let the little old man wait so hard, I finally waited today, hahaha ..."
The old white-haired man walked in front of Wang Le and said with a smile on his face.
At this time, the fat man consciously left Wang Le silently, and retreated to Lu Yousan, because he remembered the words that Wang Le reminded him when he ate early.
"What are you afraid of?"
Putting your hands behind you back on the sides of your waist, Wang Le's narrowed eyes opened instantly, staring at the white-haired old man wearing yellow rubber shoes while thinking helplessly.
What's more tragic is that today's normal relocation of the grave resulted in a strange situation that caused Wang Le's spine to chill, which is really a rhythm of bad things. In addition to crying, there is nothing to say.
"It's not good to start!"
Wang Le thought of his trip from the Beijing Normal University, and after going all the way to the main purpose of going south, he could not help but hang a trace of bitter smile in his mouth and sighed in his heart.
At that time, when he received a call from a fat man, he already felt badly, and the fact was always so cruel.
The mother's spirit came out strange and ominous, and the white-haired old man came to the door again ...
There is no worst, only worse things have happened.
Wang Le thought that all the children in the four or nine cities said that he was God's own son, and his heart was even more depressed.
"Who would say such a joke in the future, Xiao Ye would stab him with a big mouth!" Wang Le thought fiercely, thinking in his heart.
Deep in the heart of Wang Le, when his thoughts were ups and downs, I saw that foot wearing yellow rubber shoes, wearing military green pants and white vest, with a guttered white-haired old man, hehe smiled and said, "Boy, my mourning Xin Wan has always prepared for you! "
Wang Le's eyes narrowed, the bitter smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared instantly, and the suffocation in the convergence body poured out in an instant, his whole body surged up, and he stood in front of the increasingly powerful white-haired old man in the chamber to resist the ceremony !!
"It was said last time that your baby stole, nothing to do with the little master!" Wang Le's eyes flickered fiercely, and the low voice slowly spoke to the white-haired old man.
I saw that the old white-haired man was not affected by Wang Le's momentum, and waved his hands unconsciously, then shook his head and said, "Last time I mentioned that you and the thief who stole my baby worshipped the same person before and after. "
The white-headed man pointed at the grave that had been dug out with the wood-cutter in his hand, and Pi Xiaorou continued without a smile: "If there is nothing between the three of you, chop the little old man's head. Can't believe it! "
At this time, the old peasants and fat men standing next to each other, and Lu Yousan saw the two of them sword-stretching, full of gunpowder, and their momentum was captivating, and they showed surprises invariably, and backed away, avoiding far away. For fear of crickets and pond fish, he hurt himself.
Now Wang Le is riding a tiger with difficulty, because his mother's grave has just been opened to half, and there are still unknown shadows, and he can no longer run away like he did last time.
Because in this case, Wang Le will despise his own seeds without outsiders!
Well, there is always something that I insist on, so I don't want to die!
At this moment, Wang Le is facing this situation.
"Old bastard, if that's the case, what nonsense are we doing, let's see the real chapter under our hands!"
Wang Le made a slight bow on his legs and knees, and at the same time he did not forget to sneer and look at the white-haired old man, humming.
I saw the old white-haired man wiping the woodcutter in his hand, staring at Wang Le with a gaze in his eyes, and grinning openly: "Boy, let me see what a master of martial arts is today!"
As soon as the words fell, Wang Le laughed, and responded with a mocking tone: "Old man, you have no idea how many times you have heard this, and the ears are rotten, but I have said this Those who speak are defeated! "
Without waiting for the white-haired old man to speak, Wang Le kicked his feet on the soft loess, soaring all over, and yelled, "Kill!"
In an instant, the old man with white hair saw Wang Le jumped up into the air, and Wang Le, who had been killed by the high volley, was shrouded in gold, and his knocked feet were like a pair of gold pillars, slamming into his heavenly cover!
The old man ’s white hair was disturbed by the volleying foot wind, but he was not panic-inspired ~ EbookFREE.me ~ while the two-footed pestle was still in place, the black wood hatchet in his hand waved instantly Starting, draw an arc to cut Wang Le's legs.
"Bouncing"
Wang Le kicked his feet and hit the old man's hatchet black knife one after another. It sounded like a hammer, making a loud impact, which made the fat people watching from a distance, as well as the old man, somewhat surprised.
Especially the old man, although he knew that Wang Le had used the ancient defense technique, but he did not expect that the opponent's defense technique was so strong that he could not break it and hurt Wang Le's feet.
This can not help but let the old man immediately put away the contempt, and then the chopped wood knife in his hand pulled out a bunch of white knife flowers to force Wang Le back, he also backed away, widening the distance between the two.
When Wang Le in the air turned around and fell to the ground, the innate power in Dantian rushed out in a frantic way, while pouring into the limbs along the meridians, and kept on his feet, catching up with the white-haired old man, turning his palm into one hand, and holding it tightly in one hand. As a fist, Dianguang flint attacked the old man's throat and chest without hesitation.
The white-haired old man smiled, and suddenly his empty hand protruded. First, he slaps the first hand to be killed, and then greets Wang Le with his heavy punch!