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Su Yuntao's bland words completely angered Yang Ming!

Yang Ming also knew the pregnant woman who was pregnant for nine months.

Yang Ming still remembers that every time she passed by the door of a pregnant woman’s house, the pregnant woman enthusiastically took out desserts to entertain. Sometimes, she took Yang Ming’s hand and said that she wanted Yang Ming to be her unborn Brother of the child.

The holy soul villagers are simple and honest, and everyone is not bad-hearted. Yang Ming naturally can see that the pregnant woman was full of sincerity when she said that, not a joke on the spot.

Yang Ming's face was gloomy, as if ink was spilled on the white paper, he stepped out one step at a time, pausing every word, and said sharply:

"Apologize! I want you to apologize to her, did you hear that!"

Su Yuntao was sitting on the horse, frowning his sword eyebrows displeasedly. If he was easily threatened by a child, he would apologize to a rural woman. How would he walk the rivers and lakes in the future?

What's more, in Su Yuntao's heart, he did not feel that he had done anything wrong at all.

After all, the rural pregnant woman hadn't been killed by him yet!

She almost fell by herself. Who is to blame?

Blame me?

Su Yuntao raised his whip and slammed it at Yang Ming, saying coldly:

"Where is the ignorant young child, since your parents have not taught you how to treat your elders politely, then I will teach you how to be a good person instead of your parents!"

The horse whip pierced the sky, and there was a burst of air. It can be seen that even if Su Yuntao did not use the martial arts, he has already used full strength. If an ordinary young child was hit by his horse whip in the cheek, let alone It must be a disfigured end, even if it is ruined in the second half of life.

A ray of red light flashed in Yang Mingtong, and the three-goed jade appeared, insight into the movement of the riding whip, walking on the ghost shadow, and the figure flickered from side to side. The riding whip passed by Yang Ming's side, flogging on the muddy road, splashing sand. dust.

"what?"

Su Yuntao let out a soft whisper, he really didn't expect that this young boy would be able to escape his random blow.

Yang Ming is naturally not the kind who can only swallow his anger when he is wronged.

Seeing Su Yuntao taking the lead, Yang Ming immediately attacked with anger, holding a long spear and stepping on the ghostly shadows, deceiving him, the tip of the spear flicked out three spears.

Dragon of Pouring Clouds!

One shot, two shots, three shots!

The guns burst in, like a thorny rose blooming, both magnificent and dangerous.

Su Yuntao’s eyes kept changing colors, and he didn’t expect that Yang Ming had escaped his own attack. It would not count, but he would have brought such a big surprise to himself. Such skillful marksmanship, if there is no more than ten or twenty years of immersion It’s hard to learn the essence of marksmanship, and I don’t know how Yang Ming learned to apply it at a young age. Could it be that he started practicing from his mother’s womb?

It's too late to say, then fast.

Seeing that the tip of the gun was about to touch the tip of his nose, Su Yuntao raised his right hand and flicked the whip in his hand, wrapping the gun body in circles like a python.

Without using Martial Spirit, Su Yuntao broke Yang Ming's attack with just such a hand!

But at the next moment, the lightning flashed across the gun, passing along the tip of the gun to Su Yuntao.

"Ok?"

Su Yuntao felt that his right hand was hit by the electric current, and he suddenly felt numb and lost consciousness for a while.

good chance!

A gleam of light burst into Yang Ming's eyes, his right hand loosened the grip of the gun body, he stepped his feet, jumped, his waist twisted, and a whip kick kicked towards Su Yuntao's face.Reading Building www.dushulou.com

If Su Yuntao was kicked by a rural child, it would be Chiguo's face, and Su Yuntao would not be able to lift his head in front of his colleagues.

"Humph!"

Seeing that his right hand was still numb, Su Yuntao let out a cold snort, and a circle of spirit rings flashed across his body.

Even if Sangouyu writing wheel saw clearly what was going on, Su Yuntao's counterattack speed was too fast, and he exceeded the limit of Yang Ming's physical reaction, so that Yang Ming only felt that his eyes were dark, and he felt a strange force. Then, the whole person snorted like a lightning strike, and his body flew upside down like a cannonball, and blood spilled out of his mouth in the air.

boom!

Yang Ming slammed his back heavily on the ground, raising a flurry of dust.

Seeing Yang Ming fell to the ground, Su Yuntao originally wanted to continue to whip him down to vent his depression of being blocked.

It's just that even the honest villagers are angry when they see that Su Yuntao is forgiving and not forgiving!

You can treat us like weeds, but Yang Ming is still a child!

The villagers rushed to the streets spontaneously, carrying farm tools such as hoes, heads, and rakes, gritted their teeth towards Su Yuntao.

If it were just a group of ordinary farmers, Su Yuntao would naturally not take it to heart.

But at this moment, Su Yuntao saw a man, a blacksmith who appeared to be a smithy. When Tang Hao's cold eyes came over, Su Yuntao actually had a faint feeling of timidity.

Since Tang Hao came to settle in Shenghun Village, he has always received a lot of attention from the village elder Jack. Although he usually has a bad attitude towards the village head, Yang Ming is the grandson of the village head. Seeing Yang Ming being humiliated, he will naturally not sit back and watch!

A person who can become a great soul master is naturally not a fool.

Su Yuntao understood that after all, the Holy Soul Village was a village where big men had ever been born, and there might be a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon here, he immediately snorted, shook his horse whip, and drove away.

A black horse hissed in his ears, and then the sound of horses' hoofs faded away.

Yang Ming struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Su Yuntao's away back, gritted his teeth and said bitterly:

"If I am a great soul master in the future, I must make you look good!"

The pregnant woman who almost fell into a dystocia just now trot over, helped Yang Ming, and helped him pat the dust on her body, and asked with concern:

"Yang Ming, it doesn't matter what your injury is, or do you come to my house and ask Auntie to apply some potion to you?"

In addition to the pregnant women, the surrounding villagers also rushed over and asked Yang Ming.

Seeing that the villagers' simple faces did not seem to be falsely concerned, and the farming tools they were carrying, it was obvious that they had also spared their lives to save themselves just now, Yang Ming's heart warmed, his hands clasped his fists, and said:

"Thank you folks and elders for your concern, my bones are hard enough, this injury is nothing!"

Hearing Yang Ming's words, the villagers gave him a thumbs up and praised:

"It's a man!"

Among the crowd, Tang Hao looked at Yang Ming from a distance, saw that he had not suffered any injuries, and then looked away.

Afterwards, Tang Hao patted his son Tang San on the back of the head and said with a grin:

"San'er, look at Xiao Yang. At a young age, he is already a strong man. Faced with the strong bullying the weak, he dares to step forward and stop it. The village chief really taught a good grandson!"

"Also, when will you be as good as Xiao Yang, San'er?"

Listening to his father's rants, Tang San's face went dark.

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