The cold is frozen, the blood on Jiang Ming has been flowing, and people have fainted. Xia Yan really said, broke his head.

Ginger mother scared, crying: "Come to a personal! Help me! My son is going to die!"

Everyone looks at each other, no one is helping.

Jiang Jia usually bullied in the village, the name is not good. Everyone will be taboo, no one wants to sin.

Jiang mother sat on the ground and shouted for a long time, see no one, only her own efforts to support the son. Jiang Father has been running, seeing his son's head to break blood, coma is not awake, hurry on his son to go home.

Ginger hated hated back, finger in Xia Yu: "Little people, I want to let go!"

"Go!" Xia Yu smiled and not afraid.

Liu Bo whispered: "Hey, you will be too heavy today, I am afraid to eat the lawsuit."

"Life is in the world, I have to experience anything. I am not afraid!" Xia Yan said that it took the people in the scene, "even if Jiang family does not tell me, I have to tell them!"

Liu Bo took a breath of cold, some villagers also looked at the summer with incredible eyes: You have already killed people, do you still have a talker?

Xia Yan is clear, in ancient women's status, the most renowned, destroying women's names is tantamous. She is a modern person, not careful about those rumors. If the original Lord heard the dirty words, he had suicide it early. Jiang Ming wants her? She will let him first!

"Hey, what do you think?" Fan Ming's beard and asked in the sorrow.

Xia Yu looked up his eyes, deliberately used some strength, wipe the eye, said to Fan Ming: "The village head, I want to write a book, relying on Jiang Ming, the name, malicious, malicious, malicious."

"I will help you." Fan Ming was sympathetic. The little girl with a blind mother and the young sister, it is not easy to come today. The broken language does not stop, her name is really destroyed, who is dare to marry in the future?

"No, I will write it myself. You tell me the format." Summer said.

Fan Ming was surprised: "Do you know?"

"Five books, Tang Poetry, Middle-aged, five thousand years old, I know one or two." Xia Yang is on the chest, the eyes are turned, and there are not far a few young people.

The few young people are watching her, and their eyes are particularly wretched. In the eyes of the summer, I immediately opened my heart. Jiang Ming's end, they all saw, they just like to watch women and didn't want to flow in the head.

"You have a few, how much is it?" Xia Yang walked toward them.

Several young youths were scared, and they went back from behind: "We can't quarrel with you ..."

"I know. I asked you, about my rumors, how much you know, what did you listen?" Xia Yu asked, the crispy voice took a few points, but the little hand stretched, pointed One of them, "Wang Liang, you should say it first."

"You, do you recognize me?" Wang Liang was very surprised, the little beauty recognized him?

"Well. Where did you listen to the gossip?" Xia Hao asked again.

"It is Jiang Ming." Wang Liang is very stunned while being stunned, and Jiang Ming is sold immediately.

I nodded in the summer, and asked other people: "Bai Daomei, Chen Jie, what are you?"

"Also listening to ginger." Bai Daometric said.

"Well, tomorrow. You go to the government to testify!" Said the summer.

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