He Has a Dragon

Wang Le wiped off the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, spit out a spit of blood, and looked coldly at the white-haired old man who had fallen nearly three meters before.

Although Wang Le was finally defeated by the old man with white hair, he was not disappointed because of it, but the momentum from his body became more and more aggressive, like a scabbard blade, sharp and revealing!

Looking at Wang Le's **** hands and the special army thorn held tightly, the white-haired old man shook his head and said, "Look at the army thorn material in your hand, you know that your roots are not easy, but now everything is It's late. "

The voice just fell, and the white-haired old man couldn't tolerate a flash of body, because the speed was too fast to pull out a long ghost, quickly closing the distance with Wang Le, and then he suddenly waved a hatchet in the space between the two. Walking out of the weird line, it looks like a antelope hanging on the horns, and it is like a celestial sword with the wind of the sword to Wang Lemen door!

In an instant, the woodcutter came to the top twenty centimeters of Wang Le's forehead, and saw that he was ready to wave the special army stab clasped in his hand to block the woodcutter!

The white-haired old man wielding a knife has been numb to this, because from the beginning to the present, he has not used any ancient magic strikes, and no matter how the moves are changed, Wang Le cannot be hurt.

Why is this happening? The old man with white hair can only say to repeat himself ... This demon is not evil, and cannot be reasoned about it!

And Wang Le certainly understood that if it was not for the ability to break the delusional eye, he would have been defeated long ago.

"boom"

The old man suddenly protruded and kicked Wang Le's thigh and knee, and at the moment Wang Le's body was about to avoid, the old man's foot suddenly turned into a shadow and was slightly mentioned. Severely hit Wang Le's belly!

Among the flashes of light and fire, Wang Le, who was too late to escape, was knocked down by the old white-haired man, and was inserted into the ground. He was tied with a black gauze as a stick in the awning. Inside the big pit.

"嘣"

"Creak"

The moment Wang Le fell into the pit, he heard the cracking sound of the coffin board under him.

At this moment, Wang Le's brain was completely blank, not because he lost his confidence and lost his mind in life. We need to know that the other party in this war was bullying and not serious.

It was because Wang Le, who was severely hit, was pressed to his mother's maggot, and a chill went straight from the coccygeal bone above the buttocks, and went straight to the brain along the back.

At this moment, Wang Leqi's body was covered with inexplicable fear and ominousness, which scared his brain short-circuited on the spot, and his hair stood up like a steel needle, and he was completely stiff, and he didn't dare to move again!

The old white-haired man strolled to the grave, looked down at Wang Le in the pit, and showed a smile of relief ... His mother-in-law finally suppressed this evil!

"You can't beat your thighs, kid, after all, you are still too young, what's the matter with the sky? The genius who died halfway was just a pile of bones!"

Looking down while lying in the pit, his eyes were dull, as if he had lost the three souls and six souls, Wang Le, the white-haired old man thought that the boy could not be beaten by the defeat.

After all, the repression today is an inexperienced talent. Although it took some hands and feet, the old man with white hair is very satisfied with the final result!

At this time, blood slowly flowed from the wounds of Wang Le's hands to the yellow mud, and then soaked into the black coffin cover ...

And all this, Wang Le in the pit and the white-haired old man standing in front of the pit never noticed, because it was too trivial.

"Escape! You can't escape very much! Why didn't you escape this time? The thief ran fast last time, and I spent the middle of the night not finding it."

The white-haired old man smiled, squinted, and said to Wang Le with a ridiculous expression.

At this moment, Wang Le gradually returned to God, and the cold sweat on his body grew more and more, and he did not dare to act lightly.

"Mom, your old man has been dead for more than 20 years. Don't bring your son so scared!"

Wang Le, who was about to explode his scalp, said in his heart that he was crying without tears.

The reason why Wang Le was scared like this was because he now clearly felt that there was a slight tick in the coffin underneath, like a ticking sound of drops of water, and even a breeze blowing through the coffin and blowing it gently Blowing over his spine ...

The old white-haired man standing on the pit saw Wang Le's face changing, and he looked like he was crying. He thought he was desperate because he knew he couldn't escape.

Immediately, the old man with white hair said, "I have served the old man's heartbroken heart, and honestly accounted for the thieves who stole my baby to keep you safe!"

The old man said here, smiled, and said, "After all, your boy is a martial artist with such high talents that his husband has never seen it in his life, and your physical constitution is even more unique. After I have studied it carefully , Will set you free. "

After speaking, the old white-haired man saw Wang Le silent, and felt boring, so he didn't bother to continue nonsense and jumped into the pit.

"Well, it ’s really unhappy with retribution, so the little master has the consciousness of constant killing by the murderer, and he has thought of countless scenes and possibilities, but I did n’t expect it to be planted in my mother's pit. what!"

"God, mother, I'm your own son! Don't bring such an exaggerated strange terrier!"

...

Wang Le's expression of regret, silently in his heart, raised his head ... asked the sky silently.

The old white-haired man in front blocked the sunlight, and the shadow covered Wang Le, who was lying on the lid of the coffin, strictly.

"This boy is too vulnerable. A failure made him like this. In the final analysis, he is still too young, and his heart needs to be tempered!"

Looking at Wang Le's disappointed appearance ~ www.readwn.com ~ The white-haired old man thought disdainfully.

Immediately, the old man with white hair stretched out his big feet wearing yellow rubber shoes, and quickly went to the key point of Wang Le's body.

Just when the old man was trying to control Wang Le with acupoints, he had suddenly practiced until he returned to his true heart, and his heart fluttered suddenly.

"Dangerous!" The old man couldn't hide his horror, and when he raised the alarm in his heart, he would jump out of the pit and escape from here!

"Creak"

"Creak"

...

The tearing sound of the coffin wooden board rang in a short moment, as if the silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron sword protruded sharply in the ears of Wang Le and the old man!

"Boom", a large bright white beam of light burst from the coffin, covering Wang Lehe and the white-haired old man who was about to escape, rushing straight up into the sky and reaching into the clouds ...