Chapter 342 General Baoju

"The general's life is martial arts... Ouch... I don't like women... The old woman has been dead for more than ten years. Except for the maids with two warm beds, there are no other women... As for... I don't know if it works... Ouch... Let this beast stop..." Once the person collapses, he will ask what to say. What is it?

The little wolf and the monk looked at each other with a bad smile. That didn't mean it, but the horse-raising man in the portrait next to him really couldn't stand it and had the courage. "General Dugu, I think he really collapsed. Let's stop it. After all, the young master won't let him die..."

The little wolf immediately darkened his face, "Who teaches you how to keep a horse? Do you also want to be a big hound**? Do you think General Ben wants his life? Doesn't the general take special care of him to communicate with him? Chef Song, don't you think so?

Song Cheng's face is green, green, red and purple. He has basically lost his human form, and his spirit is also on the verge of collapse. "Yes... The general is very good to me... Ouch... Very good... I'm very grateful... Help me... Stop it..."

The little wolf touched his chin with his right hand and stretched out his left hand and pressed his buttocks to check it carefully. Although the hound's thing was much smaller than the big green horse, the back door of Chef Song was still blurred, and the big hound's barbs were really powerful. He tried it and couldn't pull it out!

"Tust, Chef Song, it's not General Ben's fault. I really can't get it out. Only when this hound is paralyzed after being refreshed can he comes out. Just be patient for a while, good boy!"

"No...help me...help me...I'm willing to be a cow and a horse to return to the second young master. If there is a strange heart, the earth can't be destroyed, and the whole family will be blown up by the big hound...Save me..."

But the little wolf seems to have found a new problem, "Huh? Master, do you think this boy's boiling powder is too much? Why do you call for help with such a sharp mouth?

The monk was stunned, and then smiled badly, "Good and good. Since you can't separate the hound from the Song benefactor for the time being, give him an extra bowl of hemp boiling powder, which can at least reduce his pain, Nanwu Amitabha!"

Xiao Lang nodded very well, but immediately frowned, "But this boiling powder was prepared by the young master himself before he left. There is only one bowl. Can you configure it? Master?"

The monk also looked embarrassed, "Nanwu Amitabha, the monk can't do it. That's Hua Tuo's magic medicine. Who else in the world has that ability besides the young master? What should I do? Why don't you just cut off the root of the scourge of the big hound!"

Xiaolang nodded again with great approval, "Well, it seems that it can only be like this, but will Chef Song not even be able to pull out the shit and suffo to death after cutting?"

The monk had a way, "It's okay. At most, wait until the second young master comes back to dig it for him and then take it out!"

The little wolf then pulled out the dagger in his arms, which was very small and sharp. This was all the style of Yang Guangxue, but he did not cut the hound, but slid around on Song Cheng's face.

"Song Cheng, I'm going to do it. Do you agree?"

Song Chengma was about to collapse completely. Hearing this, it was like a drowning person saw a driftwood or a big boat, "Chip it, cut it... Ouch... Hurry up..."

It's much better to carry a hound in the back door than to be blown to death by a hound directly, so people's desires are endless, and the pain that human beings can bear is also endless, which depends on what to compare with.

But then there was no painful wailing of the hounds, but Song Cheng's desperate shouts, "Ouch... Stop... Cut the wrong... That's mine..."

The little wolf immediately turned black and cursed, "Yours? Damn, what are you excited about by the big hound**? You still like it, grandma. Thanks to the general's good intentions to save you, you are here secretly. Forget it. Anyway, there are still three hounds behind. It's cool to have you! Master, let's go to dinner. I'm a little hungry!"

The master was merciful and refused to leave. "General, that's not right. Master Song is being tortured here, but we go out to eat and drink. It's too inhumane. Otherwise, how about asking someone to bring in wine and vegetables. How about we comforting Master Song while drinking? Also, if Lord Song likes to be ** so much, why don't you let Da Qingma come directly? That's more enjoyable. Last time in Tongguan, the monk didn't have that luck and didn't see Yan Yong's big information**. You must not miss it this time!"

The little wolf thought it was very reasonable when he heard it. "Oy, all right, the horse owner, don't draw it first. First, go outside to bring in the big green horse, and then draw it. The master is an important guest of our young master and a guest. His requirements must be met by the general! By the way, General Yuan, why do you keep covering your mouth? What's wrong with you?

It's true that Yuan Yu hasn't spoken for a long time, but it's not easy to leave. He just kept covering his mouth and hiding far away. Unexpectedly, he couldn't avoid the little wolf's killing.

"It's okay...It's okay, you go on...I have a little typhoid..."

The little wolf smiled badly, "No, does General Yuan want to come in person? Why didn't you say it earlier? I immediately cut off the hound and let General Yuan enjoy it..."

Yuan Xu was also anxious, "No, no, how can I explode again if this hound has exploded!"

A trace of cunning flashed in the little wolf's eyes, "Oh, I know. Then give it to General Yuan next time, haha"

Yuan Yan was speechless and didn't want to follow this kind of shameless scratching. He turned his head and went out to get a breath! The heartbeat kept accelerating. He said that if he didn't have a good relationship with Yang Guang and Dugu Lang, he would not be able to keep it one day. He was not as strong as Chef Song. If he was blown up, he would definitely die.

But doesn't Chef Song want to die?

He can't even die. He doesn't believe that the hound can't be pulled out. It's all on purpose of the lonely wolf and the monk, but he can't afford to provoke this monk. Not to mention that the lonely wolf monk can't beat the honest man next to him. He suddenly realized that he was the most useless and self-righteous in this team. Of.

So what does he have?

All he has is courage and loyalty to Yang Jian, but does his loyalty to Yang Jian work for Yang Guang and Dugu Lang at this moment? He is not very skeptical!

Seeing that Yuan Yan ran out to raise a horse angrily, he was a little worried and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it a little inappropriate to do General Yuan like this?"

The little wolf smiled with a bad smile, "Hey hey, what's wrong? If he doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, he will be the one who will be blown up next!"

The horse-raising man immediately scared a cleverness, "No way, even the yuan is going to explode?"

The little wolf did not answer, but Yang Guanglin gave him three tasks. He must complete them in full, otherwise he would be the one who was blown up, so he did not hesitate to choose to blow up others between being blown up and being blown up by others, no matter who!

So a few years later, he had a known nickname in the army: **General!