Vol 3 Chapter 1913: Who is the little 7.7?

How much hate is the ancient white? In such a cruel way, he wanted to go to his family to die. First, he dissipated the scent in the drinks he personally sent, dumped the family, and then tied them in this room. Occasionally, someone sent a meal to send water, but later, he simply let people seal the door, not let anyone in and out, the two gimmicks, is starving to death, the daughter-in-law is also a small production, almost no life, if not Today, Zhu Xi and Xia Yuanqiu accidentally hit the wrong, their family's life is afraid to be confessed -
The ancient white cold channel: "You have been sitting in this position for so many years, but also enough. I have kept your family's life for so long, you should thank me!"
The pale white eyes were cold and swept to the Zhu Xi, who had been sitting still drinking tea, and swept to the pen standing upright in the summer of Xia Yuanqiu. He said: "Is your two little devils broken my good deeds?"
Zhu Xi put a heavy sip of tea, and his sharp eyes swept toward the ancient white. The smile of the skin did not smile: "Who is the little ghost?"
The ancient white smashed: "The little devil is naturally calling you!"
Zhu Xi's lips: "What does the little ghost call us?"
Ancient white, I understand that this kid is yin.
The ancient white anger refers to Zhu Xi, hate the voice: "Bad boy, today you are bad for me, I can't spare you!"
Zhu Xi finally got up slowly, and finished the wrinkled clothes. He sighed: "Exactly, I don't intend to spare you. People like you are just like animals. Living in the world is also a waste of food. It is best to die. It can also be turned into fertilizer, fat and fertilizer, and your children and grandchildren can also use this fertilizer to fill in the food.
The ancient white gas shivered, this kid's mouth was too poisonous, could not bear, could not stand.
With a brush, the ancient white pulled out the sword at the waist, the long sword was bright, and the far side could feel the sharpness of the blade. It was really a good sword, but it was a pity that the owner was wrong.
I saw the ancient white wrist shaking, the cold sword tip picked out nine sword flowers in the air, and it was the nine swords. It seems that the man who died just now is the apprentice of the old man!
The master is the master, this shot, the momentum is much stronger than his apprentice. <>
Nine swords and flowers are connected in a line, and each sword flower is rapidly rotating. If this sword is stabbed in the human body, it will be a big blood hole.
Zhu Xi could not help but praise: "Sure enough, the master, your apprentice is much worse than you!"
When the ancient white heard this, his face changed dramatically: "What about the three?"
Zhu Xi shrugged: "He lost, and if he can't think about it, he will do it himself. Your apprentice's psychological quality is too bad!"
The ancient white anger, a big drink ‘take life’, the figure flew up, the tip of the sword pointed to Zhu Xi’s eye.
When the ancient city saw it, it immediately made a sweat for Zhu Xi. It was a step forward with excitement. He wanted to help, but he had more than enough energy. Now he is impossible to be an ancient opponent.
Xia Yuanqiu whispered: "The ancient patriarch should not worry, Zhu Xi, he will not have anything."
Others do not know Zhu Xi's ability, she can be very clear, not to say that the district is an ancient white, even if it is ten ancient white, it is impossible to be Zhu Xi's opponent.
Zhu Xi easily avoided the ancient swords and even avoided six strokes.
Ancient white anger said: "Bad boy, don't hide if you have the ability, make a move!"
Zhu Xi sighed: "I am afraid that I will not finish when you make a move. This will allow you to play twice. Since you want to see me, I will make a move!"