010 fan into pig's head

"Brother Chumu!" Manyu's body flashed and squatted in front of Chu Mu. Looking at Chu Mu, who was still struggling with blood, was at a loss.

"What?" Ji Ce was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Chu Mu could stand his slap and not die.

Ji Cai beside him also showed a trace of surprise on his face. "I was seriously injured by Ji Ce's palm. It's really strange that a child who is still an ordinary person is not dead."

Chu Mu's consciousness has been a little vague, allowing Manyu to lean against the dragon blood warrior statue. His face was covered with blood, and his eyes were sticky. I felt tired and tired. Chu Mu really wanted to sleep like this. However, now that he can't fall down, Chu Mu pulled it twice and stood up trembling with the statue in his hand.

The blood stains covered his eyelids, and Chu Mu suddenly opened his eyes regardless, and the blood beads scattered. Then, a pair of bloody eyes stared at Ji Ce and laughed.

Chu Mu's blood stuck to the statue of the dragon blood warrior, and the statue actually emitted a bright glow, faint, and no one saw it.

The blood stains that Chu Mu fell on the ground did not penetrate into the land, but gathered towards the dragon blood warrior statue over there. In a short time, they all gathered at the roots of the dragon blood warrior statue.

The dragon blood warrior statue, like a sponge, absorbs all the blood stains gathered into a pool. Slowly, the dragon blood warrior statue is faintly stained with a layer of blood red, revealing evil in the sunlight.

Under the reflection of the statue, Chu Mu also smelled a little evil.

Ji Ce looked at Chu Mu, who was crazy at this time, and panicked for no reason, "What are you going to do?"

It seemed that the wild laughter had exhausted his strength. Chu Mu didn't have much strength to speak, "You, apologize!" Word by word, but with a cold momentum!

At this time--

Chu Shu suddenly appeared on the edge of Chu Mu. Ren Ji Ce and Ji Cai, the two elders in the village, did not see how she came over.

The mother leaned into Chu Mu's hand and stopped in the air, as if she didn't believe it. The bloody man in front of her was her son. Chu Mu," his mother whispered.

"Mom?" Chu Mu turned his head and saw the familiar figure. His heart calmed down for no reason, and his tense nerves relaxed. As soon as he relaxed, he could no longer stand and fell back.

As long as there is a mother, it is safe. At this time, Chu Mu seemed to forget that his mother was not a martial artist.

"Chu Mu!" Chu Shu quickly helped him and helped him to lean against the statue.

The most serious injury to Chu Mu is the palm of his chest. It can be seen that the person in charge is going to put Chu Mu to death. If the palm power hadn't been offset by something, I'm afraid that Chu Mu has now been corpse on the spot.

Who would have done such a deadly thing to a child!

Chu Shu's face was gloomy and she stood up, "Who did it?"

"Aunt Chu, Chu Mu, was beaten by him!" Manyu pointed to Ji Ce standing a few meters away.

Chu Shu looked at Ji Ce coldly and asked in a low voice, "Is it you who beat Chu Mu like this?"

Ji Ce didn't want to think about it and admitted it directly, "It's me, but..."

Ji Ce just admitted that Chu Shu's figure disappeared in place, and when she appeared, she was already standing beside Ji Ce, completely ignoring his pet beast possession, and slapped him in the face! Then five blood-red fingerprints appeared on his face.

One left slap, another slap!

Ji Ce didn't know whether he was fanned by Chu Shu or unable to fight back at all. Anyway, he let Chu Shu fan all the time.

Gradually, the hair on Ji Ce's body slowly faded, and Ji Ce's three-grade pet animal earth bear was actually stapleted back.

The elder Ji standing aside couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Okay, stop!"

As soon as Ji's voice fell, she flew backwards and fell to the ground heavily. But I didn't even see how Chu Shu made a hand. In panic, he dared not move any more and only lay down honestly.

The mother still kept paws back and forth on Ji Ce's face.

I don't know how many slaps Ji Ce has turned into a pig's head, his eyes are blurred, and he is completely stunned. Chu Shu breathed a breath, gently lifted Ji Ce up, and threw it at Ji Cai who fell to the ground.

With a "puff", the two elders folded the arhats.

Chu seemed to walk slowly, but she appeared beside them in an instant and looked at them condescendingly, "Next time, I will never let you go like this!"

Chu Shu picked up Chu Mu, didn't look at the two people, and left by herself. Manyu followed Chu Shu and told the story of today.

Chu looked at Chu Mu, who was covered in blood, and her face was full of heartache and self-reproach, "It's all my fault!"

Manyu looked at Chu Shu, "No wonder Aunt Chu, if you blame them for being unreasonable!"

Chu Shu didn't seem to hear it, but still muttered, "It's all strange!"

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When night fell, a young man who looked less than ten* years old stood outside the old blacksmith's house with his hands behind his back. He didn't see any movement, but there was a clear knock on the door.

The old blacksmith seemed to fall asleep and did not respond.

The young man slowly closed his eyes and explored the two thatched houses.

Suddenly, I noticed something. I suddenly opened my eyes, and the light flashed in my eyes, "Everyone is coming, why don't you show up?"

"Haha...Brother, you came very fast," an old man with a white beard appeared from the shadow beside him.

A white-bearded old man calls a ten-year-old man brother. How strange it is.

The young man just looked at him lightly and didn't say much.

"This time, let this old ghost run away again?" The old man with white beard didn't borrow at all. He rose directly and fell into the old blacksmith's yard. "Brother, why are you so seven? Come in."

"Open the door!"

The old man with a white beard looked helpless, "I'm convinced," although he complained, he still came over and opened the door of the courtyard.

The young man just came in.

The old man with white beard has already entered the house and swept away.

"Oh, brother, look what I found!" Before long, the old man with white beard came out of the house, carrying a wine jar in his left and right hands.

"Crying and drinking!" Even the young man was indifferent and detached, and he couldn't help screaming.

Wee down the wine, and the drinker weep! It has a strong effect, which is what martial arts practitioners dream of, but they can't find it. It is said that drinking this wine can greatly enhance your strength. The young man and the old man with white beard were lucky enough to drink a cup 300 years ago and knew the effect!