His voice suddenly paused, his pupil suddenly Shrink, staring behind the iron hate.
After the iron hatred, it was a dark, empty space.
What did Wang Feng suddenly see?
He is a strong and ruthless person. Even people who are not afraid of death, why suddenly become so terrible?
The iron hateful hand was suddenly cold, and the whole body was cold. It seemed that there was a sharp needle-like chill. The dead
bones from the grave rose and stabbed his back.
What happened behind him?
He wants to look back.
Wang Feng has said loudly: "Don't look back, don't look back."
His voice was hoarse and hurried, and he even wanted to rush over and hug the head of iron hate.
Unfortunately, he is too late.
Iron hate has turned back, and behind him a dead tree, a parrot has appeared.
Blood red parrot.
One hundred thousand gods, 100,000 drops of magic blood, dripped into a blood parrot.
It brings to the world, besides an evil desire, it is a disaster.
It itself symbolizes the scourge of evil.
The iron hate's pupil also suddenly shrunk.
Just as he saw the blood parrot, his whole person had suddenly contracted.
The evil and scourge brought by the blood parrot has been hit by lightning like lightning.
This ruthless Tiehan, this heart is like a person who was made of iron, and suddenly collapsed at this moment.
The leaves are shrinking.
Then he fell down and fell down the grave.
The blood parrot smiled, just like a human being, filled with laughter and an unspeakable evil demon.
Wang Feng’s body was already cold, and suddenly he screamed and flew over.
He wants to catch this blood parrot.
His shots are like electricity, but unfortunately it is still a slow step.
The blood parrot has skyrocketed with its wicked laughter and plunged into the distant gloom.
Suddenly there was a voice in the yin: "You saw me at the same time. Now, his wish has been fulfilled. There are still two
wishes. I will leave it to you. You wait..."
The sharp and sharp voice of the evil, when it comes to the last sentence, has reached the illusory outside of the yin.
night.
The big ginkgo trees in the small courtyard are Xiao Xiao.
Wang Feng was waiting again and waited for a long time.
Xiao Baicao entered the room of the autopsy again, and the iron hate also went in. It was Wang Feng who personally carried him in.
At that time his body was cold.
The county's catching head has led the subordinates to surround this small yard, and the iron hate suddenly violently killed. Only Wang Feng's suspicion is the heaviest.
However, they did not take a rash shot, they have to wait for Xiao Baicao to find out the cause of death.
Here is a big county. The county’s headhunter is called He Neng. Although he is not old enough, his reputation is not loud, but he is very cautious in his work.
The autumn breeze, they have waited for three hours, this time Xiao Baicao spent more time.
Because iron hates not only his respected person, but also his friend.
Now he finally walked out slowly, not only looked exhausted, but also with the kind of panic that could not be said.
How can I grab the first one, grab his hand and retract it.
His hand is so cold.
How can I spit out the cool air and ask: "Is the old man already found out his cause of death?"
Xiao Baicao closed his mouth and his lips were shaking.
He can be said: "? Both iron head is how to die,"
Xiao Herbs finally spoke, said: "I do not know."
He can be very unexpected: "I do not know the old man could not even you can not find the cause of his death??"
Hsiao Baicao said: "I should be able to find out that no matter what his cause of death is, as long as it has been in the world, I should be
able to find out."
He could say : "But now you can't find out."
Xiao Baicao Slowly nodded, the fear in the eyes was stronger.
When I saw his eyes, how could he suddenly make a slap in the air and said: "Is it... Is the murderer not a person?"
How can you say: "Never." The
Chapter 3
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There are very few pedestrians on the road, but there are three riders outside the old shop.
Horses are fast, people move faster.
The horseshoe did not stop, and the three men had already set off and nailed them to the ground, and the lower plate was as stable as Mount Tai.
Their downswing should have been stable.
If a person has been working for twenty or thirty years, and the next set is not stable, that is a strange thing.
Nanquan North Leg.
The heroes on both sides of the river have not knowed how much they can practice their legs. They are few compared to them.
They are named Tan.
Maybe they are not the shackles of the North Patriarchs, but they have to say this, no one dares to doubt, and no one
denies.
Life hard for thirteen years, after the size of two hundred times fought bitterly, "Tan door three Tyrant" indeed firmly stand in the lakes
lived foot, they want to tear down the people, most of them had been kicked dead.
Ping An Laodian is an inn and a wine shop.
The rain outside the window was like silk, and the window was faint like a bean.
Tan Tianda Tan Tianlong first broke in and grabbed the fight on his head and saw a coffin.
Autumn rain and autumn wind are embarrassing.
In this weather, no one will be on the road if there is no emergency.
Tan family brothers will not.
Now their department is already a wealthy family, and Tan Laosan Tan Tianbao’s new love is not only beautiful but also
beautiful.
If there is no urgent matter, even if he uses a whip to smoke him, he is too lazy to get up from the bed.
What is so urgent?
This is the secret of their brothers. In fact, it is not a secret. What is the sale of Tanmen’s three tyrants? It is already open.
The secret.
They are only trading below 100,000 yuan, and they will never intervene.
Now, watching them hurry to catch up with such an urgency, this is certainly not small.
If you want to go out and do business, no matter what you do or sell, even if you are doing business without money, it
is not a very auspicious thing to go out and hit the coffin .
Tan