The sharp teeth bit the seven-inch position of the python. In the past, the scales on the white-skinned python were like steel armor, no one could hurt it except for the short knife in Wushuang's hands that could be cut. But now its scales are falling off one by one, Xiaobai also saw the opportunity to bite the most vulnerable position on its body. The fastest update visit:        .

Jin 'hua' was stunned. "Wow... Xiaobai, you are so fierce..."

Soon, the python fell to the ground and stopped moving. Wushuang lowered his head, cut open its lower abdomen with a dagger, and took out a snake gall as big as a fist from it. All this went so smoothly, perhaps it had something to do with the macro hair growing slowly behind Wushuang's head.

Cui Zekai scattered the dust on his body twice, and then knelt directly behind Wushuang.

"What are you doing? Don't think that I will bypass your nephew for begging me. He has bullied the people a lot over the years, right?"

"No, I didn't want to beg you. I want to thank you, and thank you, Miss Seven. Over the years, our family has finally been freed. I will take Tianba away from Yalu River to my hometown tomorrow." After that, he turned around and left the Baixian Temple. However, now the Baixian in the Baixian Temple is dead. I am afraid that the Changchenggang will be renamed in the future. With the death of Mangxian, the similar people on the Changchenggang will surely disappear slowly.

Wushuang always had a question in his mind. Cui Zekai and the half-immortal Taoist had mentioned Miss Seven. Is Miss Seven the "female" of the Republic of China wearing a golden mask? Why did she try every means to save herself? What does she have to do with herself? Is she her ancestor? But why didn't she say a word to herself? She is a mute?

When he got home, he ground the extremely cold snake gall in the white-skinned fairy's body into juice and applied it to his broken bones. He felt that the coldness made his whole "leg" numb, and there was no feeling at all, as if it was not his "leg", but a big ice cube.

If Lao Pu is considered a descendant of the thief, can he be so heartbroken? For so many days, Wushuang has recovered from his house and how could he sleep peacefully one night? He knows everything about Wushuang and Xiao Jin'hua every night. Except for the time when Wushuang was knocked out by Wushuang, he sees all the other things Wushuang does in Longwangtun. Including tonight they go to Changchenggang, Lao Pu is also following behind to protect them.

Wushuang is not only his future son-in-law, but also the sustenance of the Dong family and the only heir to the thief. He has 10,000 heads and dare not let his two children do whatever they want.

The next morning, Wushuang stretched her waist and sat up from the kang. At the corner of the kang, Xiaobai stared at Wushuang in surprise as if he was looking at a monster, and his mouth was squeaking.

"What are you calling? Didn't you just have a delicious midnight snack last night?" Wushuang asked it.

Xiaobai stretched out his claws and kept pointing at Wushuang's hands and dancing. Wushuang looked down and saw, "Oh, no wonder Xiaobai is like this. It turns out that he is standing on the kang with two legs now, and there is no pain at all in the crack of the broken bone. This extreme cold snake ointment is really well-deserved!

He jumped off the kang, stamped his feet, and kicked it. Not to mention, this "leg" is as intact as before, and is even stronger than another healthy "leg"!

His legs were better, but let's do it. He fell from the mountain top and broke his legs. It was his first disaster in Longwangtun. Then he accompanied the Jin Hua, who married Jianglongwang as a live sacrifice, to kill the giant turtle in the river. This was the second disaster. Then the white-skinned immortal came to wait for an opportunity to repay him every night. This was the third disaster.

A few days ago, the "Yin" Yang Xuandao had already calculated that his experience in Longwangtun must go through four great disasters. God had already arranged all kinds of hardships for him, which were all his fate and could not be avoided. Although Wushuang is now out of danger, the more difficult it will be. The fourth disaster pushed him into a deep valley like hell, either dying thousands or resurrecting from the dead!

Wushuang is still a young man in his early twenties, as a young man, who is full of energy and willing to shudder. In the afternoon, he ran out to stroll with Jin Hua. I heard that an expert from the county came to the county, who came for the bronze coffin in the river.

Wushuang also went to join in the fun, listening to the so-called experts in the dilapidated temple, what experts are? They just put themselves in their faces. They didn’t think about it. Can a small county-level city have an archaeological institution? Maybe they are history teachers from a high school or followers from the geology team in the past.

When he opened his mouth, he was gone. He said that the coffin was given to his favorite concubine by Emperor Tongzhi back then, and that the concubine was a Korean girl from Yalu River. She died young at the age of 18. Emperor Tongzhi almost cried to death because of her. Anyway, the more she talked, the less it was. It would be fine if these words were confused and the people in the village were confused. Lao Pu and Wushuang listened to them and only covered their mouths and laughed.

"Shuang, why don't you watch it here on the dilapidated temple tonight? Why is something wrong with me looking at the expert? Don't let him open it in a daze." Lao Pu told.

"Well, I think so too." Wushuang responded.

The expert held the letter of introduction above, and the letter of introduction would not be fake, but he didn't look like a professional in his outfit, and the love history he said was not as reliable as Xiao Jin's "Hua" in junior high school textbooks. Wushuang was worried that this guy was in the same group as the fat man. The drunkard was not about wine, but about the gem in the coffin.

In the blink of an eye, it was midnight. Xiao Jin'hua' was worried that her brother would not eat well, so she came to deliver food to him. She was joked by the young people in the village and said that her little girl was shy and that she was not her brother, but she was clearly her little lover.

"Hmph! Some people can't block your mouth even if they eat! I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Xiao Jin'hua pouted and took out a lunch box that was warmed with her body temperature. Inside was a love supper prepared separately for Wushuang.

"It's too late, you can go back early, don't wait for me, I won't go back tonight."

Jin 'hua' glanced at the expert from the city and whispered to Wushuang: "My father asked me to tell you, be careful of him. There is a fishy smell on his body, which is fishy smell."

Jin'hua's words, Wushuang probably understood seven or eight minutes. This guy's identity was disguised. He was not an expert from the city, but a man from the martial arts world who had sex with old objects in the water. He may have the same identity as that fat man, and he fell in love with the gem inside.

Wushuang nodded and kept sending Xiao Jin's "flower" to the village before returning with confidence.

When I returned to the ruined temple, the four young men fell asleep again. It was the first time today. They didn't play mahjong. No, were they sleeping too hard? Why didn't they even snore at all?
Chapter completed!