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Volume 0325 I'm a Little Girl

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    Although Shi Lei is far inferior to Lu Sen in terms of layout, he is still better than Lu Sen in terms of people's treachery.

    Heizhu has now completely established his reputation.

    The story of Nezha cutting the flesh back to his mother and eviscerating his bones to return to his father seems to have been recorded by monks in the Buddhist classics at this time, but it has to wait until the Ming Dynasty's "Fengshen Yanyi" is written.

    And Shi Lei didn't know which book he had read this story, so he used it for Hei Zhu to apply.

    Originally, although Heizhu was also very 'famous', almost everyone regarded him as Lu Sen's 'vassal'.

    Although I didn't dare to underestimate him, I didn't treat him as an independent person, or I didn't think he had an independent personality.

    But now it is different. What happened to Heizhu four days ago has spread throughout Hangzhou City, and it is radiating to other places.

    After most people hear this, their first reaction is: good man.

    Among the market, there has always been a story like this, loyalty and heroism.

    However, among literati and refined scholars, there has been a discussion on whether to be born with Enda or to raise Enda.

    But no matter what the outcome of the discussion is, even literati and scholars agree with Hei Zhu's approach, because due to their own desires, they also hope that their servants can make a suitable one between loyalty and filial piety like Hei Zhu.  s Choice.

    It was in this situation that Heizhu was treated "seriously" by the world, not just as an "attachment" and embellishment on the symbol of "Renren Lu".

    Although the Tang family ran out of the inn, they did not leave Hangzhou City.

    It's not that they don't want to leave, but they can't.

    The family generals put them under semi-house arrest, just waiting for the head of the family to find out.

    Then Pang Meier found them with gifts.

    "Mrs. Pang, this is not appropriate."

    Tang Xing looked at the honey, melons and fruits on the table, startled and frightened.

    After these things are sold, it will definitely make the Tang family rich for more than ten years, but he is afraid that this meal will be a 'decapitated meal'.

    Pang Meier's pretty face was cold, and she didn't deliberately show it, but she really hated these Tang family members.

    This side comes from the heart, and if she doesn't like it, she will naturally radiate her emotions vaguely.

    "The officials in my family already know about Hei Zhu." Pang Meier stared at Tang Xing closely, and said, "He said that your Tang family did give birth to Hei Zhu, but now Hei Zhu is from the Lu family. He doesn't  I will go back again, these things are my apology for you."

    Next to Tang Xing, there were several middle-aged people, and they were all overjoyed when they heard this.

    Didn't they come to Hangzhou City just for these things?

    Tang Xing carefully observed Pang Meier's face, and then said: "The villain would be respectful rather than obedient."

    Seeing that Tang Xing was acquainted and understood what she meant, Pang Meier nodded in satisfaction, and then asked, "Then who is the person who urged you to come to Hangzhou?"

    Tang Xing immediately bowed his head and said: "The villain doesn't understand what Mrs. Pang is talking about. We came here on our own."

    Pang Meier chuckled and didn't care. She stood up and said, "Since the gift has been delivered, I will take my leave. Shanshui is merciless, and we will never meet again."

    After finishing speaking, he took his family and left.

    Tang walked to the table, and under the envious eyes of his clansmen, he unscrewed the glass bottle, tasted the honey in it, and immediately felt extremely relaxed all over his body.

    "It's the real thing."

    "It's in a good glass bottle." Another middle-aged man came over, picked up a bottle of honey, and rubbed it gently: "How could it be a fake Uncle, why don't you ask for more, I think we will ask for more honey."  More, Master Lu may give it. Hei ZhuTang Xiu is with them, and it seems to be quite valued."

    Tang Xing snorted: "Too much greed is not good. This time Tang Xiu just cut himself with a knife, so next time, is it possible that it will be stabbed on you and me?"

    The middle-aged man thought about the scene when Hei Zhu cut his own flesh, and his stomach was so nauseous, and when he put himself in the situation of being cut, his face turned pale with fright, and he didn't dare to mention it again.

    Until the next day, the Tang family set off to go home.

    ? They left Hangzhou City by boat, went north along the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal, and landed near Suzhou.

    Along the way, they kept a low profile. Honey and fairy melons and fruits were all packed in boxes without revealing anything, and the whole clan was ordered not to reveal anything.

    It is only two miles away from Tangjiazhuang. If you have better eyesight, you can already see your own house at the foot of the mountain.

    &'Stegosaurus', followed by a burst of things blocking it.

    The man in black turned desperately, but he still felt the coldness of the sword behind him. Looking back, he found that the stegosaurus could actually turn, and it was less than a foot away from him.

    Unable to escape, he turned around with red eyes, desperately waving the long sword in his hand, trying to block the stegosaurus.

    Buthow is it possible!

    He only blocked two flying swords, and was 'run over' by densely packed flying swords.

    After two breaths, the stegosaurus disappeared into the forest, and the man in black had disappeared, leaving only a uniform puddle of flesh on the ground.

    Facing such a disgusting scene, Zhao Bilian didn't feel any discomfort, she snorted: "I dare you to insult my officials."

    Then he looked around.

    At this time, the battle was over, and the group of people she brought was the best among the generals.

    "No survivors?" Zhao Bilian asked, looking at the masked man in black lying on the ground.

    The generals all shook their heads, and one of them replied: "They are all dead soldiers. Seeing that they could not defeat us, they all bit the poison sacs in their mouths and committed suicide."

    Zhao Bilian sighed: "Then search their bodies and see if we can find any clues."

    Waiting for the generals to be busy, Zhao Bilian walked up to Tang Xing, with her hands behind her back, with a naive look: "This old man, can you tell me now, who is the person behind you?"

    Tang Xing looked around and was about to answer.

    At this time, a middle-aged man who survived suddenly rushed over, pointed at Zhao Bilian's nose and cursed angrily: "You can obviously save them, why didn't you come out earlier?"

    Zhao Bilian was stunned for a moment, and then a sword glow flashed, and the middle-aged man's finger suddenly broke.

    The middle-aged man withdrew his hand, looked at the broken stubble on his finger that was bleeding, and felt the pain after a half-breath, clasped his hands and yelled miserably, and at the same time kept backing away, looking at Zhao Bilian with horrified eyes.

    Zhao Bilian smiled sweetly: "I'm a little girl, but I'm not as generous as an official."

    After finishing speaking, she looked at Tang Xing, and said with a charming smile: "Do you think so, old man!"

    (End of this chapter
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