late at night.

Suddenly it began to rain lightly in the sky. In the late spring, the weather was still slightly cold, but it was not as cold as the one hundred and nineteen martial arts masters.

The date for the three-day antidote has arrived, but there is still no clue about the antidote.

The "devil" sitting on the flatbed in front had not spoken for three days and had no expression on his face. He even drove Zhao Li and Bai Mu off. No one knew what he was thinking or what he was going to do.

This is even more terrifying than his vicious actions.

At this time, no one is trying to resist anymore. We can't fight, and we're done with it. That's it.

Di Huaijie and Mr. Gu, who were still injured and looked a little down and out, pushed the flatbed truck vigorously, more seriously than ever before.

"Actually, my subordinates just want to test your martial arts skills, and they have absolutely no intention of resisting at all!"

The old man said with great sincerity: "My subordinates have actually known for a long time that your martial arts is extremely high. Even if we all put together, we are no match for you. Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. It is not at all what I expected! May I ask?

,How many people in the world are your opponents?"

"Why?" Everyone looked at her in shock.

Cui Ying'er laughed miserably, and took out a small bottle of crystal-clear poison that sealed the throat when it saw blood: "I will go down to accompany the master. From now on... if you find the master's bones, remember to bury me and him together."

When she was seven years old, there was a military disaster at home, and her parents and family members died tragically. A soldier's sword was already slashing at her, but she was saved by a middle-aged uncle.

Maybe Xin Zhuo doesn't care, but in their eyes this is so terrifying, because there will be many unknown masters who will find you in a strange way and suddenly attack you, making it impossible to guard against it!

They wanted to go out to help, but they had no idea where the boss was.

"No need, the big boss can't solve it, and neither can you. Let's talk about the masters in Duanyang Tower. How can we take revenge? Why should we let those thieves kill us again? From now on, you can go down the mountain to make a living. Stop being bandits and take your money.

Separate, find a decent job."

The ancient master coughed lightly: "Master, um... the three-day antidote date has arrived, and my subordinate's intestines are aching. Do you think... give me one?"

I hate him very much.

Until fourteen years ago, the uncle went out and came back three months later. In his arms was a three- or four-year-old boy wearing brocade clothes and a jade belt, with an aristocratic face and a sloppy nose.

The majestic Xiaosong Mountain, at the foot of the mountain.

"Let's go to Komatsuyama!"

A group of people were overjoyed and bowed in unison: "Yes!"

Cui Yinger even sat at the foot of the mountain and waited every day since the one-month deadline was up.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, the petite and exquisite Han Qiniang threw down the last huge boulder, killing seven or eight of the hundreds of bandits who rushed up from the mountain. After retreating in horror, she clapped her hands and said to the person next to her with a fierce look on her face.

Huang Dagui, who was wearing a one-eyed mask, turned around and went up the mountain.

Although in the past four months, in a terrible way that they did not understand, it seemed as if their talents suddenly exceeded the sky and their realms continued to break through.

…

They finally despaired. After such a long time, it was time for the big boss to come.

Everyone was silent for a while and looked at the tombstone. On the tombstone was clearly engraved:

"The Tomb of Xin Zhuo in Fulong Mountain!"

"Uh...hmm."

There is only one possibility, the boss is gone!

Han Qiniang took out a filial piety scarf and put it on her head, and crooked the bun of the girl who had not left the pavilion: "The leader of the bandits in Black Wind Village is only seventh grade. He is no match for us. It's okay!"

The uncle looked very scary, but his expression was not scary at all. His big hands were very warm and his words were very gentle: "Come with me, I will take care of your food and sleep."

Huang Dagui threw away the brand-new simple knife that had been replaced at some point, picked up a strange filial piety hat, put it on his head, and sat down.

After finding out the information clearly and even finding out where the ancestral graves of the three families were, they gathered in Xiaosong Mountain to wait for the arrival of the big boss.

Let the boss come cleanly and leave cleanly!

"Who killed the boss? Why don't we go investigate and look for opportunities to take revenge?"

The grave in front of her was buried with the clothes of the head of the family "before his death". Cui Ying'er washed them five times until they were white, and then she erected the clothes tomb.

They still have a glimmer of hope. The boss is very smart and should be fine.

I didn’t wait for the first month.

Di Huaijie originally looked at him with disdain, but his face turned pale when he heard this: "Master, please don't listen to this old dog's nonsense. In fact, when I first saw the leader, I was impressed by his strong aura. I was so impressed that I fell in admiration.

.”

Cui Ying'er, Murong Xiu, and Han Jiulang, all dressed in white, with white pointed heads tied in mourning scarves, were sitting in front of the grave, with red eyes.

Seeing the two of them coming back, Murong Xiu sighed: "How is it?"

"That's right! I am now in the seventh level and my seventh mother is in the sixth level. How can I be afraid of them? What a joke!"

Xin Zhuo finally turned around, his voice without any emotion: "I know what you are thinking. Follow me and kill the three families in Duanyang Tower. I will give you the antidote and set you free. If you have any evil thoughts again, no one will live!"

Cui Ying'er, Han Qiniang and Murong Xiu were ranked sixth grade.

Xin Zhuo remained silent.

Dressed up in disguise along the way, no one really paid attention to it. After all, all the hatred was attracted by the boss. Who cares whether the bandits in Fulongzhai are dead or alive? Without Xin Zhuo, they can go to heaven.

?

In the fourth month, I didn’t wait.

Cui Ying'er looked at the gloomy sky and was stunned for a moment——

"Whoosh——"

Unexpectedly, the next thing I heard was the news that three companies were jointly wanted to arrest the big boss in the "Jianghu Hunt Order".

In the third month, I didn’t wait.

"Why……"

"We? What about you?" Han Jiulang asked curiously.

Everyone started to panic.

However, without the boss, what’s the point of reaching a higher level? My brain doesn’t work very well, and my life is completely unsettled.

Although Cui Ying'er didn't understand what giving birth was, she nodded heavily as always.

Murong Xiu's eyes were cold. Now he couldn't go back to his family, the head of the family was gone, he couldn't marry a woman, and he didn't want to become a monk. This kind of life of "it can't be put out, it can't be laid down", how can it be done without revenge?

how?

The uncle pointed at the little boy and told her with great seriousness: "This little guy will be your brother from now on. You have to take good care of him. When he turns twenty and fails to find a wife, you will have a child with him and leave a legacy for the uncle."

, can it be done?”

"I can!"

Huang Dagui and three others also entered the seventh level!

Later, she discovered that the little boy became more and more annoying as he grew up. He had a weird temper, was stubborn, was gloomy, looked down on others, was picky about food, and was full of shortcomings.

In the second month, I didn’t wait.

He even committed suicide by jumping into a well.

Not far away, there is a lonely grave.

Cui Ying'er murmured, a trace of absolute despair flashed in her eyes that were red from crying.

It wasn't until the uncle was lying on the bed before he died, holding the little boy's hand and handing it heavily to hers. From those expectant, dimmed old eyes, she vaguely remembered the incident, but she was still worried about it.

nod.

He sighed with emotion: "As for what the leader Di Daxia is thinking, I don't understand!"

"yes!"

From then on, she traveled with her uncle all over the country, eating every meal and eating well. It was not like eating well and sleeping well as the uncle said, but she felt extremely safe and happy.

It doesn't matter! The boss is smart.

Later she became a bandit for no apparent reason!

At the top of the mountain, outside four or five simple thatched houses, a large flag made of linen "Practice for Heaven" was erected.

That’s right! The big boss is gone!

According to the original agreement, the six people acted separately to find out information about the Du family in Yimen, Duanyang Tower and Shenqian Villa.

This is a matter of life and death! She must be worthy of her uncle's life-saving and nurturing grace, even though she hates him.

Unexpectedly, the annoying little boss suddenly changed one day and became extremely smart and sensible, even making people feel inferior and respected.

actually……

No matter whether the young master is annoying or sensible or smart, she is waiting for the young master to turn twenty. This is a promise and a way to repay her uncle's kindness.
Chapter completed!