The General’s Little Peasant Wife

“Do it, just a breath won't kill us, we have nothing, only the most divine doctors, and I can make them live well.” Jomo said coldly.

“This is good.” Beans clap excitedly.

Several children simultaneously, each punch, each foot with internal strength, suddenly screamed in the street.

“You… I will not let you go. ”

Jomo looked at the person he was stepping on and laughed: "Will you let me go? You won't let me go, I don't know, but I know I won't let you go. ”

People next to me couldn't help laughing when they heard Jomo say something serious like that.

Jomo in the hand suddenly felt a sense of oppression and looked up in some direction: “Prerequisite to play, protect yourself, the Lord is here. ”

“Big brother, be careful.” Xiao Mu said worried.

Joe Tian glanced at the visitor and then looked at Jomo. Instead of retreating on his face, he tried with excitement and leapfrogging.

He shook his head helplessly, and it seemed the boy was trying to practice his own hands.

The wind was supposed to make these boys converge a little, but instead of converge, they did it even harder, which feels so... shaky in the face.

“Stop, now apologize. I won't compare with you.” The wind is not extremely cold, "he said.

Jomo chuckled, “Apologize? Did you hit our people first, or did you try to make us apologize with less bullying and more indiscriminate means? We're going to apologize today. Shall I stay in Xiao Guo? ”

The wind changed slightly: “Are you Jomo? ”

“How do you know me? That's embarrassing. Even if you knew me, I wouldn't miss it. Don't think I'd really dare to do something to you.” Jomo said coldly.

The wind frowned, and they came to the wedding this time, but this just came to offend the owner, which is not a good thing.

But let him apologize. He couldn't do it either. When they were in opposite situations, Jomo looked at the wind like he was laughing and not laughing: “Hurt my brother? Hurt him a point, and I'll let you pay it back. ”

He started directly, and the wind was infinite, because he was a young master of the Zhenguo General's Palace. He stood idly by and didn't fight back.

Seeing him like this, Jomo grinned: "Underestimate me? Oh, I'll let you know the price. ”

For Jomo, the wind didn't care at all, and he didn't think a child could be as powerful.

Soon, however, the wind knew that it was wrong, and the kid in front of him, both in motion and speed, drilled very fast, making him feel oppressed.

When he was about to fight back, Jomo punched him in the back of the wind.

The wind broke a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

And Jomo twisted his wrist and laughed, "This is just the beginning. ”

The windless expression gradually cooled down and began to strike Jomo. The more the windless eyes were shocked, the more incredible Jomo's eyes looked. Is this really a nine-year-old child?

Jomo punched the windless shoulder again, this time not only with his fist, but also with his internal strength.

The windless face had obvious pain at that moment, obviously injured by Jomo.

Jomo jumped and stood sideways at a distance of two meters while the wind was pounding back.

With his left hand holding his right hand's wrist, Jomo laughed sarcastically: "I told you it would cost you. ”

The wind looked at Jomo with infinite silence: "You're amazing. ”

“You don't have to say. ”

“The Prince saved us.” The people beside them were thundered and beaten up some miserable, hurrying and crying like the wind was crying for help.

“You have to forgive people and forgive people, you...”