Chapter 45 Flying Flowers and Incense

The black line mouse is the special guard of the gambling house. After listening to the report of the beggar chicken, he rushed to the second door with the four thremen of the gambling house to make a strong stop.

The black thread mouse, seeing Ling Feng leaning against an osmanthus tree, leisurely raised his mind leisurely and stood a few feet away. In the cat's eyes, he scolded harshly, "Oh! Where did the begflower come from? Bold, how dare you break into the gambling house to find a provocation. Do the beggars in the world beg for food? Most of them are begging for food. What's wrong? But you came to beg for a meal and hit the door fiercely. You have become a strong-skinned beggar!"

"This beggar has always been erratic. He even got confused from there. He must have come from where he came from! You have to live a life! I was so hungry that I walked into the gambling house to ask for a bite of food. The beggars in the world were a vulnerable group. When you walked to the door of the gambling house, you didn't have time to ask for food, but you waited for the watchdog to be quite unreasonable. You came up and moved the dog's paws and flew to catch it. You had to defend and defend yourself, let alone counterattack. It happened to waste a dog's paw and a dog's arm. One person killed himself and smashed a stinky mouth. He is not a three-year-old child. He is an adult. He has to pay for his own impulsive behavior. No wonder others. Can the poor be slaughtered by others and can be bullied by anyone?

"Lao's black thread mouse is a special guard of the gambling hall. He is responsible for guarding the second gate. The tall man standing next to him is the goose palm wind. The beggar actually came here to play wild, and he is a little too bold! It's very reluctant to walk with a disability, and it's so arrogant.

"Master, you are wrong to call the flower! The arrogant people are these murderous ruffian. If we hadn't been smarter, we would have died on the street long ago! It's lucky to be able to come here alive. In order to beg for a living, I have to go into the gambling house to beg and be bullied by others. Isn't it so hard to die!"

"Call Huazi, don't talk nonsense and break into the second door again. It seems that this body is really capable! What happened to what was done at the gate?

"The mouse head is the calculation! The begflower is more familiar than you. You have 18 abacus beads, and I have 24! Three people were injured at the gate. One of them cut his tongue and killed himself. He beat a magic dog to escape without a shadow. He chased the magic eagle and flew away. He killed the magic pig and fled in the wilderness, which scared the magic sheep to the street. The account is clear. We don't plan to be lazy. Let's calculate one by one! It's better to put it together and hold it together. Who will go first? Or rush up together."

"The beggar is refreshing, and the body is not very good. This speech is just now. It has the first beggar temperament in the world, which makes people look sideways! I, let's try it first and see how you fight. The goose's palm is thick and strong, and he is arrogant. The begling is tired and falling down, which can withstand the power of one move.

The goose palm wind held a crescent axe. He jumped and "be born in the sky" with one move. The axe made a buzzing sound, and the blade flew all over the sky, cutting across the place where Lingfeng stood.

The blade shadow flew three thousand feet, and a sharp edge burst open. A sharp axe shadow rolled like a tide. The great momentum is really rare.

Ling Feng hid a plum blossom in his armpit, and he was so scared that he trembled. Suddenly, his legs softened, "Bang!" He sat on the ground and rolled sharply to the right. The plum blossoms glowed red, blocking the light of the axe blade.

After that, Ling Feng took advantage of the opportunity to fly to the tall osmanthus tree, using a golden chicken reading power. He stood on one leg between the branches of the osmanthus tree.

"Oh! ..." Then a row of axes passed like shadows, sweeping and rolling all the way under the feet. The place was swept by the blades was in a mess. The trees and grass were twisted into pieces, and the osmanthus trees on their feet were also cut into dozens of pieces, which was really amazing.

Ling Feng avoided the crescent axe. As the osmanthus fell down, he leaned a little osmanthus branch at the tip of his foot, and his body bounced down and stood still.

The goose palm wind cut the air with an axe, and his heart was suffocated. Every time he cut the axe, it was blood and gravy flying in the air. His eyes were stunned.

Ling Feng is going to take action. He can't be killed all the time! He turned around and jumped up, a plum blossom shot out of his armpit, stabbing the right shoulder of the goose palm wind.

The goose palm wind was alert to a flash of red light and poked it straight on the right shoulder, oh! Not good! It's not too late to get out of the way.

"Poo!" A ray of red light of a plum blossom stabbed on the right shoulder of the goose palm wind. He didn't notice that half of his body was numb, one of his right arm could not be raised, and a crescent axe fell off his hand.

"Pap!" The axe blade hit the footboard and cut off the two toes.

"Wow! ..." The goose palm wind's legs softened down, and it screamed in pain.

Ling Feng didn't want to kill the goose palm wind, but just gave these people a little color to see, and a slight punishment played a warning role. Don't stop them more strongly. Otherwise, there will be no good fruit to eat.

The black line mouse ignored this meaning and still ran quickly with three thres, each occupying a position and surrounding Ling Feng in the middle.

The black-line rat thought to himself that the beggar was not very capable, but it was such a coincidence that he cut off a few toes of the goose palm wind and killed them together. He said harshly, "Brothers, kill them together and be called Huazi."

The black line mouse and the three thiemen of the gambling house each picked up different knives and launched attacks from different directions. One move of 'four wolves', the blade light wave is long, the waves are rolling and roaring, "Hulala! ..." He splashed on Ling Feng's body and chopped away.

"A group of thwarms are good! It's too troublesome to kill one by one. It's just appetizing to rush up together. Anyway, the beglings are hungry, and these people eat all the meat buns. Ling Feng saw that these guys wanted to put himself to death. This time, he didn't have to be polite. He had to kill him fiercely. He held a plum blossom and flew straight up, with a move of "flying red flowers". His body turned around and turned into a circle. A red light burst out, and the red flowers spit out fragrance, revealing the fragrance of the sky, to the other party's blade. Sweep up.

"Wow! ..." There was a crisp sound, and the red light inhaled the blade without shadow. The blade melted into countless iron water splashes, and the fire beads burst out of reflection.

The black-lined rat and three thugs were splashed back with fire beads and shot into blood gourds. Thousands of holes in their bodies were pierced. Under the blazing fire, they became four piles of scorched ash.

Ling Feng cleaned up the four slampers in the gambling hall with one move. With a rotten shirt, he resolutely stepped into the two gates and walked towards the three gates.

The goose palm wind stood dozens of feet away and saw a red light bursting in the beggar's hand, sweeping at the black thread mouse and three accomplices.

In an instant, the blade was melted into fire beads, like blood plum blossoms, and the shadows of red petals flew all over the sky. They shot at the black thread mouse and three companions. They couldn't stand the flowers and went to the Hall of the King of Yan for trial.

The goose palm wind saw it from afar, and the begling flower limped into the second door. He dared to stay for a moment, jumped several times in a row, and ran to the gambling house.

The goose palm wind secretly shouted in his heart, but it was good luck, and then he passed by death. He was poked by a plum blossom, and a hot feeling hit him. One of his left arm burned off. It looked good. It was really rotten and was abandoned, or beggard's mercy, otherwise, he could leave alive.