Chief don't slap in the face

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Yi Liwei was not happy.

"Does it make a difference?"

Xia Wanchun looked at Xia Lingyue with a weeping face: "Are you serious? Even if you want to attack the tribe, you can't bring more soldiers and horses? And what is this woman who doesn't have any fluctuations in vitality?"

"Outing!"

Siang fruit is concise and to the point.

"puff!"

Xia Wanchun almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "I beg you, let's not talk about the disadvantage in military strength, Xia Jie is a genius, even if he has the same number of troops as others, you can't win. "

Xia Jie's Niu Boyi was not blown out, but actually played out.

"Brother Xia, Father Xia, Grandpa Xia, do you want to stop thinking about it?"

Xia Wanchun urged.

"Xia Jie is dead!"

Song Guo opened his mouth.

"What?"

Xia Wanchun wanted to say more, when he heard this, his eyes bulged, and he looked at Little Lolita: "What are you talking about?"

Even Xia Wa looked over with a frown.

"Xia Jie is dead!"

Repeat for womb fruit.

"You're dreaming!"

Xia Wanchun didn't even think about it, and spewed out a mouthful of foul words. There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh: "Xia Jie is dead? How did you die? Did you kill him?"

This sentence is full of irony.

"Big brother can kill it!"

Song Guo didn't hear it, and replied.

"Silly Boyie!"

Xia Wanchun was about to scold subconsciously, but on Friday, with quick eyesight and quick hands, he slapped him in the face.

Snapped!Snapped!

Forehand and backhand are directly twelve ear scrapers.

"You kid is quick!"

Ghost Master complained that Friday's IQ has been increasing recently, so he should pay more attention to flattering in the future.

"Shut up, go back, or I will kill you now!"

Xia Frog scolded.

"It's over!"

Xia Wanchun's heart was ashamed.

"Xia Jie is really dead?"

Xia Wa didn't believe it: "You can kill it?"

"Yi Liwei, show her Ju Que!"

Song Guo was very angry, why didn't these people believe in the strength of big brother?

Yi Liwei pulled out the giant que and danced a sword flower.

Xia Wa was silent, there was nothing she could do. As an untouchable in the slums, she had no chance to see Xia Jie at all, and naturally she couldn't recognize his sword.

Xia Jie was very good at training soldiers. Xia Ye and his party crossed the boundary marker and were spotted by a patrol within 10 minutes.

"Who are you?"

The patrol captain shouted loudly and looked at these people.

"Bastard, don't get off the horse and talk to me!"

A short-haired soldier saw the old god Xia Ye sitting on the horse, and was immediately annoyed. He rushed over, raised his scabbard, and was about to smash him down.

Yi Liwei took a step forward, raised her foot and kicked the short-haired chest, fast and hateful.

boom!

The short hair didn't react at all, so he fell and fell out. Several ribs were broken, and his chest was sunken, which made him pass out from the pain.

Choking!Choking!

The patrolman immediately drew his long sword.

"Are you looking for death?"

The patrol captain yelled.

"Put down your weapons, and spare your lives!"

Yi Liwei scolded.

"Do you know whose territory this is?"

The captain was furious, he thought these people came to visit Xia Jie, but unexpectedly they were enemies.

"Are you annoying? If we don't know, will we attack?"

Song Guo scratched her hair: "If Xia Jie's body hadn't been turned into slag, he would have saved a lot of trouble by bringing his head back!"

"What did you say?"

The captain thought he had heard wrong.