Taoyuan Mountain Village

Chapter 105: Yan Thirteen (plus more)

Jiang Xiaoye was practicing crazy every day.

Based on his powerful foundation, Liuhe swims the palm of his body, and has reached the state of combining energy and strength.

Xiao Hei and Xiao Hui shuttled back and forth, constantly leaping towards him.

The little brown bear next to him was sitting there gnawing radishes, did he scream a few times, as if he was cheering.

"Stop!"

Jiang Xiaoye was thrown down by Xiao Hei, and he finally understood why Greyhound was so powerless in the first place.

But don't know why, he felt that Xiao Hei was much stronger than before.

"Wang!" Xiao Hei hurriedly wagged his tail and leaned forward. Master Xiao Hei worked so hard, can he get a catty of pork head tonight?

"Have you eaten shit? Why are you not afraid of hitting?"

Jiang Xiaoye just slapped Xiao Hei's body with a palm, but Xiao Hei directly pounced on him, making him a mess.

"Wow!" You only eat shit, Lord Black never eats shit!

The little brown bear watched Jiang Xiaoye sitting on the ground and stopped fighting. He immediately ran over and squirmed into his arms. He didn't forget to hold up the only half of the radish in his hand. Look, look, I'm going to eat it!

Jiang Xiaoye touched the little brown bear's head and said, "Go and pull it out for you this afternoon, be good!"

"Huhuwu~"

The little owl flew staggeringly, landed on Jiang Xiaoye's shoulder and cried.

"Here again? Go!"

Jiang Xiaoye had a big head, and immediately ran towards the vegetable garden at home.

Zhao Wuliu was digging ginseng with a little yellow dog. After stole a few ginseng roots and went back to stew the chicken a few days ago, Zhao Wuliu discovered that the ginseng was unusual. That night, he was full of blood, and his true energy became stronger. .

So I continued to steal the next day, several at a time.

Jiang Xiaoye came to train every day, naturally found out, and soon caught Zhao Wuliu.

This product is too shameless. It says it's not stealing, but it will arrive every day.

"Hey, Xiao Ye is here, I will take one, just one!"

Zhao Wuliu saw Jiang Xiaoye coming and ran quickly.

"Wow!" The little yellow dog hurriedly followed.

"I make money with ginseng. Are you afraid of making up for it every day?" Jiang Xiaoye has a big head. Why does this stuff suddenly like to eat ginseng? Still eyeing it.

"Hahaha, Xiao Ye, you have tens of thousands of sticks here, and I will make 365 sticks a day, don't be stingy!"

Jiang Xiaoye was speechless what Zhao Wuliu said, and it was true that a few hundred roots were nothing to him.

"Wow!" Xiaohei rushed to find Xiaoqidogou in trouble, so scared that Xiaoqidog quickly sought shelter from Zhao Wuliu. In the eyes of all the dogs in the village, Xiaohei definitely looked like Zhao Wuliu in the village.

"Huhuwu~" The little owl flapped its wings and hit him! Steal again!

"Forget it, he's right, it's worthless anyway." Jiang Xiaoye was speechless. His ginseng has expanded to 50,000 roots these days, and Zhao Wuliu has eaten one by one for ten years a day, which is a few thousand.

Zhao Wuliu went back with ginseng happily, and will stew an old hen tonight to make up for it!

Walking on the road, suddenly met a middle-aged man in retro clothes asking a woman in the village, Zhao Wuliu stopped.

As if feeling Zhao Wuliu's gaze, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked over.

The middle-aged man has an ordinary face, but his eyes are bright like a baby, walking towards Zhao Wuliu with one hand on his back, with extraordinary aura.

"Who are you?" Zhao Wuliu looked at the middle-aged man vigilantly, hooked his foot, and the little yellow dog that ran over was thrown a few meters away, and fell slightly to the ground.

"Thirteen inches of swordsmen and swallows!"

The middle-aged man gave his hands.

Zhao Wuliu picked up a cigarette, looked up and said, "What are you doing here?"

He suspected it was He Laogou's enemy, He Laogou had offended too many people, otherwise he would not hide in such a remote place.

"Come to find Jiang Xiaoye in Yushan Village." Yan Shisan felt Zhao Wuliu's resistance.

"Who is Jiang Xiaoye? I found the wrong place."

Zhao Wuliu has a feeling that this person has no good intentions.

"Hey, Zhao Wuliu, what are you messing with when people find Xiao Ye?"

An aunt who had been asked for directions by a middle-aged man yelled immediately when she heard it.

"Close your mouth, isn't the chicken at home grown up?" Zhao Wuliu pointed his hand and his eyes stared. Suddenly, the old lady in the village became dumb and mumbled a few words while carrying the vegetable basket on the ground.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhao Wuliu looked at Yan Shisan.

"Ask for advice, and learn about a grievance by the way."

Yan Shisan came for his younger brother Greyhound.

"roll!"

Zhao Wuliu let out two puffs of smoke, his eyes became sharp.

"Teacher!"

Yan Shisan arched his hands, his legs appeared outside, his right finger pointed towards Zhao Wuliu, and his left hand was crossed across his chest.

"Huh!" Zhao Wuliu raised his chest with his right hand, and instantly slapped him with a palm.

Yan Shisan circled his right hand and raised his left arm to meet him with an elbow.

The elbows collided and there was a muffled noise.

The two took a step back at the same time, seeming to have a tentative blow, but they made their faces flushed slightly, obviously not as simple as the surface.

The aunt who was going to pick vegetables suddenly noticed that the two people were fighting, feeling bad, and hurriedly shouted: "Fight, fight, outsider beat Zhao Wuliu!"

Someone came to ask for trouble a few days ago, and the village knew about it. At this time, the aunt also reacted.

Jiang Xiaoye was surprised when he heard it, and hurried away immediately.

Yan Shisan and Zhao Wuliu have fought for dozens of rounds.

At this moment, Zhao Wuliu kept moving around, moving his numb right arm, his blood weakened a lot.

Yan Shisan was not well, standing still eight steps away, turning around as Zhao Wuliu circled. Neither of them spoke, but contained a sigh of relief. Once the qi dissipated, it would be dangerous.

A few villagers have been surrounded, but when I saw one-on-one, they didn't come up to help.

After Jiang Xiaoye arrived, his expression immediately changed, and he was a master against Zhao Wuliu!

"Stop it, don't fight!"

Jiang Xiaoye walked over and said, "Zhao Wuliu, who is he?"

"I'm looking for you!" Zhao Wuliu said with a dull stomach: "Grass, it's amazing!"

Following the discouragement, he also backed up a few steps. Jiang Xiaoye was not weak, and their joint efforts could definitely restrain this person.

"Thirteen inches of swordsmen!"

Yan Shisan looked at Jiang Xiaoye, and said with a chill: "My poor junior, you sent it in?"

"Greyhound?"

Jiang Xiaoye suddenly understood, Greyhound with Inch Sword!

"Sure enough!" Yan Shisan narrowed his eyes slightly, stepping forward and patted Jiang Xiaoye with a palm.

Jiang Xiaoye greeted him with a palm, with a muffled noise.

Yan Shisan stepped back, his expression ugly, but Jiang Xiaoye only shook slightly.

"What are you doing? Want to fight?"

"Why are you here to bully people? Believe it or not, I killed you?"

"Xiao Ye, are you okay?"

...

When the villagers saw that Jiang Xiaoye had been beaten, the sentiment was infuriated, and some people even leaned on the guy.

Now some people in the village rely on Jiang Xiaoye for their wages, and they are very popular.

Jiang Xiaoye immediately said: "Everyone, everybody, this is a friend who came to me, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

Then he looked at Yan Shisan and said, "Follow me."

Jiang Xiaoye turned around and left, and Yan Shisan followed without hesitation.

"Why do you feel better and better?" Zhao Wuliu was a little strange, and shook his palm grinningly, and followed.