Eat my pear flower needle

No matter what Tang Song thought in his heart, he certainly would not say such impolite words, but the experience of the man on the other side turned out that without Tang Song's words, he had already read Tang Song's heart from his eyes.

The man walked up to Tang Song step by step, and gradually narrowed the distance with him, so Tang Song couldn't help but secretly held the handle of the thousand receivers, taking precautions.

The man stopped in his tracks and speculated: "You look like a member of the Tang family—you are the son of Alia and Tang Yide?"

A look of embarrassment drifted into Tang Song's heart, and he couldn't help but say in his heart: Could this be some kind of "relative" again?The body given by the top-up is too powerful!

Before Tang and Song could finish complaining, the man had already sighed and introduced himself: "I am Ismail, if Alia ever mentioned me to you, then you can call me little uncle according to the way people from the Central Plains I was very young when she left, I didn't expect that she would have a child so early, hehe, I thought Tang Yiyang would not return to Tangmen because of her, but I didn't expect to make my sister suffer."

At this point, Tang Song had no choice but to nod, but he looked at the face of the man opposite him who was at most ten years older than himself, and he couldn't open his mouth to call him "Little Uncle", so he turned to Song Zhuo and said, "Can you let me see him? I came to the desert to find Song Zhuo."

Ismail directly blocked Tang Song's way and insisted, "Answer my question."

Tang Song helplessly called out in a low voice: "Little uncle."

QAQ finally understood Tang Jiayu's sense of tragedy when he called me uncle! !

The man across from you is majestic and mighty!

But you are at most 35, how can I calmly face the miserable life of having to call "little uncle" to your young and handsome face in the future! !

Ismail nodded in satisfaction, but still blocked Tang Song's way, and said flatly: "If you want to say something, you can say it here. The person I saved is mine, and I can't let other men see it." Face."

Tang Song: "..."

_(:з」∠)_I must have heard wrong, right?

Song Zhuo is not a heroic beggar gang leader now, but a barefoot man with a beard and dusty eyes! !

Fuck me, little uncle, don't you feel that you are speaking a little bit harshly?

But no matter what Tang Song thought in his heart, he needed to have a serious talk with Song Zhuo. After all, normal people should run back to their biological parents for comfort when they learned that the first half of their life was so miserable, but Song Zhuo ran to the desert where there was no one. Almost starving myself to death!

"Master Song, I want to know your intention for coming to the desert?" Without Hua Qinnan by his side, even if Tang Song was not good at dealing with people, he had to do this by himself.

Hua Qinnan was swallowed by quicksand, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Thinking of this, Tang Song felt a pain in his heart again. He pursed his lips and concentrated on facing Song Zhuo's matter. He couldn't erase Song Zhuo's memory, so it was left to Tang Song The only option is to kill Song Zhuo, or simply let him go-Tang Song didn't understand Ismail's ability and character, and he didn't dare to put the lives of the people on his promise.

Hearing Tang Song's question, Song Zhuo sneered coldly, and said sharply, "Mr. Tang, why bother to ask again! Since it fell into your hands, if you want to kill me, you have to be informed. Anyway, the Central Plains people have never done anything to me. Good thing."

Tang Song couldn't help feeling feverish on his face, but thinking about the people in Tangjiabao who took good care of him, Tang Song took a deep breath and raised his palm holding the thousand receivers, pointed the arrow pointing at Song Zhuo, and said calmly: "Song Zhuo Zhuo, you are very innocent, but whose child are you? You were raised by the Han people, and you are in the beggar gang. The evil things you did to the greedy wolf master are clear. Wherever the greedy wolf army passed by, even women and children died .If you are allowed to go back to the grassland and tell Lord Greedy Wolf everything you know, there will be a catastrophe in the Central Plains. We are all sorry for you, but I would rather have a restless conscience for the rest of my life and face the remorse that stained my hands with your blood. I would like more people to die for this."

Before the words fell, Tang and Song disappeared out of thin air.

The cold wind of the desert passed by the yellow sand, the surrounding fields were silent and silent, and a sharp arrow suddenly pierced the sky with great force and pointed directly at Song Zhuo's eyebrows!

It was too late for Song Zhuo to dodge at this time, he watched the sharp blade flying towards him, a sad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly closed his eyes and gave up resistance with a look of ashes.

The honey-colored palm suddenly appeared in front of Song Zhuo, grabbed Tang Song's life-chasing arrow, and let Zai completely stop the castration in his palm.

Ismail let go of his palm, and the life-chasing arrow fell into the fine yellow sand with a "poof--". He touched Song Zhuo's blood-soaked bandage, and suddenly pressed his fingers into the wound!

Before Song Zhuo had time to heave a sigh of relief for getting off the line, his body froze with a muffled grunt, his upper and lower rows of teeth were clenched tightly, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at Ismaili's handsome face that still had a charming smile , eyes full of resentment.

Ismail turned around to Tang Song and Dongdan Linglong defenselessly, leaving his back to them, stretched out his hand to pinch Song Zhuo's chin, rubbed his fingers against his inch-long beard, and said with a smile: "Are you Don’t you think that killing people is nothing but nods, but I have saved you twice in a row, and it’s a humiliation to you to torture you continuously? Hehe, Song Zhuo, the new leader of the Beggars’ Sect, was really a thunderbolt before, I didn’t expect to be so young , it’s still so...just in time..."

Ismail chuckled as he spoke. Obviously, this "positive" evaluation was not admiration, but a mockery. He knocked on Song Zhuo's bleeding wound a few more times, and then said unhurriedly: " The eyeliner of the beggar gang is all over the world, but you Han people can’t get news about other races. Lord Greedy Wolf has more than 100 concubines, 37 sons, and [-] of them are adults. What do you think you can get after you go back? Justice or power They will be like the fiercest wolves on the prairie, gnawing down the bones of an upright idiot like you—but I have never seen such a single-minded young man, since you owe my life Grace, why not follow me back to the holy religion."

As Ismail said, his palm fell into Song Zhuo's crotch. After rubbing it a few times, he hooked the corner of his mouth in satisfaction and said in a low voice, "I still have some capital, and I'm not at a disadvantage."

Song Zhuo was teased by him repeatedly, his face was flushed with anger, and he broke the rope binding him with a "snap" sound, and hit Ismaili on the shoulder with his palm, directly throwing him to the ground , pressed it up suddenly, covered Ismail's crotch with his palm, rubbed it a few times in a random way, and then said loudly: "You still want to touch me like this? I'm afraid you will be attacked and cry if you take off your pants." Father and mother!"

As the master of life, Ismaili is surrounded by lovers who are knowledgeable and interesting. His lexicon of swear words is really limited. After being reprimanded by Song Zhuo, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

On the other hand, even though Song Zhuo grew up as the "adopted son of the leader of the Beggar Gang", he has heard most of the dirty jokes from the beggar gang since he was a child. The places with the dirtiest mouths in the world are the military camps and the Beggar Gang.

Before Ismail could react, Song Zhuo had already punched Ismail in the side, then lifted his collar and turned him over to kneel on the yellow sand, and slapped him on the ass , Ismail shuddered all over, his face was full of disbelief, remembering that when he fought back, Song Zhuo, who had been completely out of his mind with anger, was pressed to the ground, and his fingers were inserted into his body.

Tang Song stared dumbfounded at the turning point in front of him, he couldn't help coughing dryly, and said in a low voice: "...Song Zhuo."

Σ(っ°Д°;)っDear, is your integrity broken into dregs?Damn it, just pinned a big man on the ground and stabbed it, it's really... Nice to hear it!

(*/ω＼*) No, no, what am I thinking?

Song Zhuo suddenly stopped, his face was full of shock, he paled and pulled out his fingers, as if he had received a huge blow, he staggered to the side, sat down on the sand dune, and touched his waist The jug poured wine into his mouth, and after a long time, he gave a hoarse laugh, but his fingers were completely buried in the sand.

Ismaili stood up from the ground, his face flushed, and he forced himself to hold up the pressure of the master of the Holy Fire Sect, and changed the subject awkwardly to Tang Song: "Your concealment technique is good, but the world is not unsolvable. , use it with caution in the future, if someone takes advantage of the loopholes when you are not defending, the consequences will be disastrous... What are you laughing at?!"

Seeing Tang Song staring at him, Ismail suddenly screamed angrily like a cat whose tail was trampled on, the blush on his cheeks spread all the way down his neck, all the way around his half-exposed waist. Show attractive color.

Tang Song couldn't help turning his back and laughing continuously, Dongdan Linglong simply hugged Tang Song tightly in his arms, and patted him on the back to make him laugh heartily.

Song Zhuo put down the jug with a cold face, raised his eyes to look at Ismail, and said flatly: "Yes, you must be careful not to be taken advantage of, or the future will be unthinkable."

Before Song Zhuo could finish speaking, Ismaili had drawn out the scimitar from his waist and rushed towards him. The light of the knife formed countless afterimages and enveloped Song Zhuo, but Song Zhuo followed the light of the knife with ease. Dodging, he suddenly swung his palm, knocked Ismail to the ground, leaned over him, raised his palm and pressed Ismail's face into the yellow sand, and said, "You first treat me Are you still not convinced by the sneak attack? We saw the real chapter in our hands, and you still lost—do you really think that the people of the Central Plains are easy to bully? I have a profound knowledge of martial arts in the Central Plains..."

In the middle of Song Zhuo's speech, he slowly stopped his words, he tightened his lips, and a teardrop fell on Ismail's cheek when he turned his head.

Song Zhuo let out a heart-piercing wail, and then said in an extremely dry voice: "...So I still think of myself as a Central Plains person! Hahahahaha! They succeeded, they succeeded!"

Song Zhuo dropped Ismaili, and left with ease and speed at an astonishing speed. The back view made people feel endless bitterness just by looking at it.

After Tang Song and Dongdan Linglong looked at each other, they said in a low voice, "We're going to catch up with him. Song Zhuo's behavior seems like we're going to do something stupid."

The two talked and chased after them in the air.

Ismail raised his head, spit out the broken sand in his mouth with a "Bah!", gritted his teeth, and followed after him.

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