"So, brother Xiaohua, you want to avenge your adoptive father and then find someone to help you become a villain?" After hearing Hei Xiaohua's explanation, Ronger covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"Yes... It's a pity that this thing is easy to say, but there are many difficulties in realizing it." For some reason, Hei Xiaohua's opening was like a flood, and he never even mentioned these words to Jin Yin.

"Brother Xiaohua, you are so amazing! You have to wrong yourself so much in order to get revenge!" After being surprised, Ronger suddenly stood in awe, making Hei Xiaohua feel that she had spoken to the right person.

"It's not a grievance...it's just that there are some things that you can't control yourself." Hei Xiaohua smiled. For some reason, this little girl in front of her always made her feel comfortable.

"Um..." Ronger suddenly hesitated, "Brother Xiaohua, what do you think of me?"

Hei Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized: "I understand what you are thinking, little girl, but you are mortal bodies after all, and you will inevitably take action when the time comes to implement your plan. I'm afraid your father can't bear my whip..."

"But that's not what Rong'er is talking about..." Rong'er hugged Rouge and spoke like a mosquito.

"Little girl, what did you say?" Hei Xiaohua didn't hear clearly.

"I said..." Ronger pursed her lips and suddenly glanced, "I said that I am idle now anyway. Since Brother Xiaohua is worried that there are loopholes in the matter, why not practice with Ronger now?"

"Huh? It seems to make sense..." Hei Xiaohua patted Ronger's head excitedly, "Why didn't I think of that? Come and practice with me!" bΙＱμＧètν.còM

As he said that, Hei Xiaohua pointed at the bamboo basket next to him: "Little girl, let's pretend that this is your father! Now that I have knocked down your father... I am about to take action on you!"

"That's what we call knocking down!" Ronger cooperated and kicked the bamboo basket down with one kick. Then she gathered her emotions and began to "cry and cry": "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Father, Father, don't be okay! Is there anyone who can save me?"

I…"

"Hahaha! You scream! No one can save you even if your throat is broken! You should just go back to me and be the wife of the village!" Hei Xiaohua also had a ferocious expression.

"Okay, Ronger is willing..." Ronger suddenly turned red.

"Ah?" Hei Xiaohua was stunned, then waved his hands repeatedly and pointed to the bamboo basket lying on the ground next to him: "Little girl, how could you simply give in to this situation! Do it all over again!"

"Well..." Ronger's eyes flashed with disappointment and she nodded.

…

"Uuuuuuuuah...Father! Father! You don't want to die. What will I do if you die?"

The middle-aged man was stepping on the blue clouds when he suddenly heard a burst of crying, which also made his heart thump.

"Is someone's girl in danger... But why does this crying sound like Rongrong?" The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then rushed towards the direction of the crying.

"Hahaha...you scream! Even if your throat is broken by screaming, it won't be...bad!" Hei Xiaohua was reading the words, but suddenly felt a dangerous aura coming, and hurriedly hid behind him.

"Where did this bastard come from? You are really brave! You dare to bully my daughter and you will die!" Before Hei Xiaohua could react, he saw that the person had already puffed up his robe and rushed towards her.

Seeing that the visitor was wearing the same clothes as the little girl, Hei Xiaohua couldn't help but secretly muttered: This little girl really didn't lie to her. She just let out a cry and indeed attracted her father over.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" Hei Xiaohua hurriedly flashed, and didn't want to argue with this person.

"Yeah! Father!" Rong'er covered his mouth, "Father lives, Brother Xiaohua is not a bad person!"

It is a pity that the middle -aged people at this time are above the anger, and they can no longer hear others' words. They have surrounded the black flowers with murderous murderous.

Feeling the emotional emotional, if he didn't let him calm down, it seemed that he couldn't explain it. Black Xiaohua offended with a low drink, and then pulled out the long whip from his arms and pulled it towards the other person. He wanted to stop the person in the future.

"Small carving!" But this middle -aged man not only did not have any emotional fluctuations at all, but instead scratched his hands in the air in front of him. He had already hidden the end of the whip of the body because he was too fast, so he was easily held in his hands.

"This ..." Hei Xiaohua did not expect that the person to come was so powerful, so he had to take back the long whip, but the other party held the long whip's arm but did not shake at all.

"Oh! Don't measure your own force!" The person just pulled it lightly, so he took off the black flower long whip.

"Bullying the daughter of this king, this should have been a crime of unforgiving! Unfortunately, the king never killed, and today I broke your arms slightly punishment. I hope you can be a person in the future.

Speaking, I saw that the person came to the long whip with a long whip, and tied the two arms of the black flower directly, and then he pulled it again, and twisted the black flower's arms into twist.

"Black Dragon Baby, such a baby, is not worthy of the villain like you! From now on, let the king keep it for you, find a better place for him."

Then came to Rong'er.

"Rong Rong is not afraid, you are just bewildered by the adulterer! That's not a father, my father is here!" When I saw Rong Rong was stunned with a bamboo basket, the middle -aged people hurriedly comforted.

"Oh, father! Why don't you listen to Rong'er's explanation, you see what you have done!" Rong'er patted his clothes and stood up, running towards the black flower, "Brother Hua! You ... you still

Okay? It's Rong'er, I'm sorry for you, oh oh ... "

"This ... what's the situation?" When I saw Ronger and this fierce guy, the middle -aged people were a little inexplicable. After all, Rong'er never had any friends except for their tribe.

"The little girl doesn't have to be nervous, I ... I'm fine ..." Since I got the Black Dragon whip and learned the ten crickets to go to the sea, the black flower was still so thorough for the first time, and I couldn't accept this fact for a while.

"That ... Rong Rong, you know this with this?" Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, the middle -aged people suddenly made some cramies and rubbed their hands.

"Father you, you really don't listen to Rong'er every time! Woohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Then, then

"Don't cry! Don't cry!" The middle -aged man suddenly became at a loss. "For the father, bring him back to the family, and there will be a way to help him pick up his arms!"

"Little girl ... and this predecessor rest assured, I'm really okay." The person who came to Black Xiaohua was just because of his care, and the latter had no other damage except frustration.

The arms of twisters suddenly returned to normal, and they wiped the tear drops for Rong'er.

"Well?" When I felt strange face, Rong'er hurriedly grabbed the hands of the black flower, and looked at it carefully, "Brother Xiaohua, are you really okay? But just now you are clear ..."

Not only Rong'er, but even the middle -aged man was shocked. He looked at the black dragon tendons in his hand, and then suddenly thought of what: "This young man, I don’t know who is you?"

Black Xiaohua was a little surprised. I did not expect that someone could know the name: "Back to the predecessors, the boneless arms are the family of the junior."

"Oh?" The middle -aged man's eyes were bright, and a hint of expectations appeared on his face.

"Huang Yan." The tone of Black Xiaohua was sorrowful.

"Uh ..." The middle -aged man's smile stiffened, "I don't know where your master is now?"

"Father!" Rong'er kicked the calf of the middle -aged man strangely, and then whispered a few words to the latter.

The latter heard the words a little bit, and then apologized on his face, and returned the black dragon tendon to Black Xiaohua: "This young man, sorry."

"It doesn't matter, the junior never felt that Master had left." He took back his long whip fiber, and the black flower shook his head and smiled.

"That's it." The middle -aged man was relieved, and then his face was suspicious, "But ... Huang Yan didn't tell you, is he just no arms?"

"Ah?" Hei Xiaohua was stunned, and the fog in his heart finally dissipated slowly.

Knowing that this inheritance in the arms, the middle -aged man finally relieved and looked at Rong'er: "Ronger, since you are okay, why should you cry so sad with a bamboo basket?"

"I ... I'm just performing with Xiao Hua's brother!" Ronger said with his neck.

Feeling that his daughter was dissatisfied with his tone, the middle -aged man was very aggrieved. After all, the situation was tight at that time. He was already angry. Where would he think so much?

"Acting? What kind of play? Can you talk to your father?" Why did the atmosphere ease the atmosphere? The middle -aged man smiled.

"Hey?" Rong'er heard his eyes turned around, "Yes! Father you can play that bamboo basket!"

"..."

"I don't worry about my predecessors, and the juniors resign!" Since the father of this little girl comes, the mission of Black Xiaohua has been completed, and there is no need to stay here. The main thing is that he did not give this guts for this

Men's whip ...

"Shao Xia slowly!" The middle -aged man was naturally reluctant to play a bamboo basket. When he saw that the young man was very interesting, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Father, what do you do! Why let Xiaohua Brother leave like this!" Ronger stomped his feet in a hurry, and the things in his arms fell on the ground.

"I don't know if this little flower brother is good, you have two brothers, it is not enough?" The middle -aged man touched Ronger's head love, and then helped her pick up the things on the ground.

"Oh!" Rong'er flushed on his face, hurriedly took the things back from his father's hands, and hurried into his arms.

"Rouge ..." The middle -aged man's breath changed, and his eyes were smooth: "This rouge is given to you by the mixed book? I just say he has a heart to you!"

"Father, what are you talking nonsense? This rouge ... It was given to me by Brother Xiaohua!" Rong'er was almost red and bleeding.

"False! Rongrong, you are confused!" The middle -aged man was anxious. "You don't know that for our family, accepting rouge is related to life -long events, you pick up the rouge lost by others, this ... what's the matter?

ah!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man softened his attitude: "Rong Rong, be good, listen to your father, and throw away the rouge..."

"I won't throw it away!" Ronger's attitude was firm.

"Are you really not ashamed?" The middle-aged man's face turned pale.

"I really won't lose it!" Ronger showed no fear at all.

"Okay! If you don't throw it away...Father, I will go and catch that little bastard back!" the middle-aged man said through gritted teeth.

"Really? Father, please don't lie to me!" Rongrong's eyes lit up.

"Humph! When did my father cheat on you, so you have to think carefully about whether to throw it away or not!" Seeing the drama, the middle-aged man asked again.

"I've told you so many times that I won't throw it away. Father, hurry up! Go and catch Brother Xiaohua!" Ronger urged.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt that he had been tricked, but he still hugged Ronger and rushed forward.

"Alas... I have fallen into your hands for the rest of my life..."

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He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?
To be continued...