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Chapter 203 The Old Clapper Should Be Struck by Lightning
"Where are there so many questions about the little girl's film!"

Han Zheng secretly used the original energy to heal his avatar. After a while, the blood flowed smoothly, and then he stood up straight.

She nodded on the laughing little girl's nose, and said, "I didn't make breakfast, and I protested even when I was hungry!" Xiang Yanqing glanced at Han Zheng's avatar, stuck out her little tongue, and said, "It's because of my sister's heaven." Kick it with your broken foot!"

"You have a unique vision!" Han Zheng couldn't help admiring the accuracy of Xiang Yanqing's vision.

Hey!
Xiang Yanqing sighed, closed the door, looked at Han Zheng and said word by word: "Brother-in-law, you don't know!"

"Once when I was young, my father's war pet was a wild boar. He usually played with us, but one morning, for some reason, the wild boar ran into my sister's boudoir. Maybe it was to wake her up! My sleeping sister was kicked to death!"

"hiss!"

Han Zheng gasped, feeling a chill in his crotch, turned around and glanced at the room, feeling how lucky he was.

"Hurry up and come over to eat, maybe you won't be able to eat it tomorrow. Hey, this Ba family seems to be going crazy, and they violated the ancestor's precepts to resurrect their evil ancestors. The ancestor Gu of our Xiang family was to kill the ancestors of the Ba family. I was injured!"

Xiang Shaolin, who put the dishes on the table, sighed, "And our ancestors of that generation also lost their lives because of this, so they judged the bad luck that almost ruined the entire village!"

"Was that damned old clapper of Ba's family very powerful in his lifetime?" Han Zheng sat down indifferently, took the rice between his hands and didn't know what kind of meat was stewed, and made a fuss.
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Xiang Shaolin looked at Han Zheng's heartless eating happily, shook his head and smiled wryly: "The ancestor of the Ba family is not very powerful, but she used the taboo secret method to communicate with the Burial God Realm, and forced the soul of the God of War into her body. Let the Jiuli clan reappear in the world."

Han Zheng finished pulling out a bowl of rice, handed the empty bowl to Xiang Yanqing, and said, "What kind of thing are you talking about God of War? A few days ago, I invited God of War to fight across the air and killed his heir. I didn’t even dare to let go, so I left!”

"Clap"

The bowl in Xiang Shaolin's hand fell to the ground and shattered, "You killed the current successor of God of War, but he didn't settle with you? Invited to fight but retreated?"

"Don't be surprised, okay? There are no gods in this world. Who is the God of War? If I jump out, I'll kill him anyway!" Han Zheng took the bowl and asked Xiang Yanqing with the meat in his arms, "Nizi, what is this?" What kind of meat? The stew is quite delicious."

"Rat meat, how delicious is it?"

"gollum"

Han Zheng swallowed the meat directly, grinning and said, "You Miao people really have a strong taste, but it's really delicious!"

"If brother-in-law likes it, he can eat it every day. We have a lot of bamboo rats in this mountain!" Xiang Yanqing filled a bowl of broth for Han Zheng with a spoon.

"Patriarch, the members of the Ba family have gathered, and it looks like they are going to fight us!"

A young man from the Xiang family ran in with a Miao knife. Han Zheng handed a bowl of broth to the young man, "Don't panic, brother, fill your stomach with a bowl of soup first, and after I finish eating, we will kill Ba Baifeng." That old clapper."

"And you are addicted to lying on the throne, right? Hurry up and confess to Yanru, or I will chop you up and drink stew!"

Han Zheng's attitude towards the ancestral Gu made all three of them look angry, but the little golden snake, which was lying motionless, bounced and slid into Xiang Yanru's room with a flash of golden light.

"This"

"Don't look at it stupidly, this guy is my little brother, hurry up and eat, and beat the old clapper later!" Han Zheng showed his foodie skills, and the three of them who ate with their cheeks open did not have a chance to grab the food.

"We're full, let's go!"

Han Zheng patted his swollen belly, stood up, looked at the grandpa and grandson who were still holding the bowl, and shook his head, "Hey, there is really no one who can be stupid after eating!"

When I came outside the house, I saw the assembled Xiang family, and waved my hand: "Come on, follow me to see what the Ba family is doing!"

Han Zheng walked in front, and the members of the Xiang family followed without hesitation. When a group of people came to the Ba's place in a mighty way, they found that they had been waiting for a long time!

"Hey, where's that old clapper Ba Baifeng? Tell her to come out and talk to me!"

"My grandma doesn't have time now, just tell me if you have anything to say!"

A burly black ghost came out of the crowd, and said to Han Zheng in a low voice, Han Zheng had a cigarette that he had brought from Xiang Shaolin in his mouth, took a puff, and exhaled a smoke ring.

"What the hell are you? Why does it smell like meat on your body?"

"I'm Bahe, you shamelessly attacked me, you have the guts to fight me with real swords and guns today!" Bahe held the Miao knife in his hand, unconvinced and wanted to fight Han Zheng hand-to-hand.

Han Zheng glanced at Bahe up and down, and said, "Then what are you waiting for, brother is already impatient!"

"Look at the knife"

"thump"

"Why don't you play the three-sword style with me, and then practice for a year in the firewood pile!" Han Zheng put away his raised legs, looked at Bahe who was lying motionless in the firewood pile, and said speechlessly.

It turned out that when Bahe was attacking, he was holding a Miao knife in each hand, and he was biting a Miao knife about a foot long in his mouth. It stands to reason that Bahe's Miao family kung fu is already very good, but facing Han Zheng is a pervert, his attack is not only clumsy and fast as a snail.

Han Zheng stretched out his hand to grab a wooden stick, and challenged a group of red-eyed men from the Ba family, "Don't be silly, let's fight together!"

"Let's go together and buy time for the patriarch!"

Hula, a group of people brandished Miaodao and rushed towards Han Zheng. The next moment, the swords, swords, shadows and sticks were flying, and the men of the Xiang family behind them swallowed hard, and the hands holding the knives were trembling slightly.

Three minutes later, Han Zheng kept the wooden stick aside, and said to the Xiang family behind him: "You guys watch here, I'll go and see what that old clapper is doing!"

Xiang Yanqing's third uncle looked at the members of the Ba family lying dead and beaten into pig's heads, and said with emotion: "He alone is enough, we have nothing to do!"

"Jie Jie"

A creepy laugh came from the forest on the side of the village. Before everyone in the Xiang family could figure out the situation, a black shadow arrived at the scene in a flash.

The thick and rancid smell choked the crowd back again and again, their dry long gray hair was felted, and they were dressed in tattered Miao robes. As soon as their thin and tall bodies fell to the ground, they grabbed a Ba family man.

"Ah, ancestor, I am your descendant!"

The man was so frightened by the shriveled face that he urinated on the spot. The old mummy grabbed the man and bit him on the neck, "Old ancestor, Zong, I"

In the blink of an eye, the man was sucked into jerky, looking extremely terrifying!
A thunderbolt flashed.
A red lightning with the thickness of an arm fell from the sky, splitting the old mummy thoroughly, thick black smoke rose, and the old mummy screamed strangely after being split by Han Zheng!

"The old clapper deserves to be struck by lightning!" Han Zheng raised his right hand, and with a burst of golden sword energy, he chopped off a hard arm that the old mummy had grabbed.

(End of this chapter)