Fengshen Wendaoxing

　　 "The Taoist misunderstood."

　　 The two sergeants hurriedly said, "We mean that although the master is not there, the wife and the young man are in the house. I will go in and report it. Please wait a while."

　　 Lu Chuan squinted his eyes and nodded, which is not bad.

　　 A sergeant turned and entered the mansion, and when he hurried to the courtyard of his wife, he saw his wife pouting and smiling, standing quietly on the side watching the field.

　　 In the middle of the field, there is a very nice little boy with red lips and white teeth and two hairdos. He looks about six or seven years old.

　　 At this time, he was holding a spear that was much longer than him, giggling and flashing around the scene, playing very happily, and dancing like it.

　　 But he was wearing a thin shirt with a red belly with a flaming corner, and a bracelet on his left wrist that was particularly eye-catching.

　　 "Madam!"

　　 The sergeant walked up to the wife and called softly.

　　 Mrs. Li's surname is Yin.

　　 She looks only thirty years old, she is still young and beautiful.

　　 Big eyes, curvy beauty, fair skin, small plump lips...

　　 Of course, I still have an excellent figure.

　　 Even though she has become a mother of three children, from her good figure, it is hard to tell that she is a woman who has given birth to children.

"What's up?"

　　 Hearing this, she moved her gaze away from Aiko, and looked at the sergeant. She spoke very softly, without the pretension of a superior.

　　 Feeling his mother look away, the boy who was giggling and dancing the spear stopped immediately, pursed his small mouth, and wrote all his unhappiness on his face.

　　 "Madam, a young Taoist priest came outside and said that he was the same door as the little son."

　　The sergeant bowed his head and clasped his fists, and said: "He passed by here today, and he came to see the young master. The master is not here. Please make the arrangements for the wife to decide."

　　 "Nezha's same door?"

　　 Mrs. Li looked at Nezha unexpectedly when she heard the words, but suddenly she was taken aback, and Nezha in the field disappeared in the blink of an eye.

　　 "Where is the little son?"

　　 Mrs. Li quickly asked the waiter next to her.

　　The waiter said, "Madam, the little son just ran outside."

　　 "No, go, he took the gun with him."

　　 Mrs. Li looked left and right, her face changed immediately, and she led people out in a hurry: "It hasn't been two days since it disappeared, don't this **** cause any trouble again."

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　　 Lu Chuan did not wait for the sergeant who came in to pass the pass, nor did he wait for Li Jing's wife to come, but instead waited for a child.

　　'S red lips and white teeth, like a porcelain doll carved from pink jade, to describe it in one word...

It is too small.

　　 is not a big person, but he walks in a great way.

　　 Well, the momentum is good!

　　 in his left hand, still holding a vermilion red spear, walked out the door and stared at Luchuan.

　　 "Brother!"

　　 Lu Chuan whispered, showing a gentle smile, also trying to leave a good impression on this junior.

　　 The red bellyband and the shiny silver bracelet on his little wrist have already told him the identity of the child.

　　 Besides, he was thin-skinned and tender, and his face was arrogant, not at all like a child.

　　 "Who is your junior? Don't get close to me."

　　 The young man glanced at Lu Chuan when he heard the words, and hummed: "Why didn't my master tell me, I have other brothers?"

　　As soon as these words came out, the gentle smile on Lu Chuan's face disappeared little by little like a bitter cold wind.

　　 Lu Chuan said indifferently: "Pan Dao is not a disciple accepted by your master, my master is your uncle, and your master is my buddhist uncle."

　　 Did he make a good impression on this kid? He doesn't know, but this kid made a bad impression on him.

　　 No, it's not good.

　　 Hearing Lu Chuan's words, the young man wrinkled his brows, tilted his head for a moment, and said, "What about your master, my master, and your uncles and uncles, it fainted me."

　　 Lu Chuan said patiently: "Simply put, your master is my master's brother."

　　 "My master is a senior, and your master is a senior. If you say so, am I not your senior? Are you not my senior?"

　　The young man thought for a while, and said angrily: "Why do you lie to me that you are my senior brother?"

　　 Lu Chuan couldn't help being stunned after listening.

　　 With this kid's understanding, he didn't know how to explain it all at once.

　　 "Hey, you liar is too short-sighted, you actually lied to this young master, you are unlucky!"

　　 Seeing that Lu Chuan had nothing to say, the boy couldn't help but sneered after a big drink: "Look at this young master who walks for the sky today, and teaches you a liar a lifelong lesson."

　　 opened his posture and pointed his guns at Lu Chuan with both hands.

　　 Lu Chuan took a step back lightly.

　　If it weren't, the gun would definitely hit his face.

　　 Then, his face darkened, a little ugly.

　　 Such an unreasonable, ruthless, impatient, and hot-tempered child is rare!

　　 "Nezha, stop!"

　　 Just as the boy was about to shoot, a beautiful woman led the sergeant who had just entered, and trot out anxiously.

　　 Hearing the boy's name, Lu Chuan knew that he had guessed it correctly, but when a gun was pointed in front of him, no one was happy.

　　Is it because I didn't express my intentions clearly just now, or is there a problem with this kid's ability to understand?

　　 Lu Chuan has some doubts about his expressive ability.

　　 "Mother, this person is a liar who doesn't have long eyes. It's really a stupid decision to come to our house to eat and drink today."

　　 Without looking back, the young man stared at Lu Chuan and said, "After the child has been captured, put him in custody and wait for his father to return."

　　 After finishing talking, he shakes out a sharp spear, no longer verbose, the long spear moved, and the cold light flashed, everyone hardly saw his movements, the spear arrived in front of Lu Chuan, and pierced his left shoulder.

　　 That shot almost pierced Lu Chuan's body.

　　 The two sergeants were taken aback.

　　Although he knew that the little son likes to dance with spears and sticks, none of them expected that a seven-year-old child would have such a quick and fierce skill.

　　 This stab is almost impeccable whether it is speed or angle. Even if they have been on the battlefield, the two of them who have gone through dozens of battles knew they could not avoid it.

　　 Mrs. Li didn't know martial arts, but she could see that the gun was about to pierce Lu Chuan's shoulder, and then she turned pale and let out an exclamation.

　　 But none of them is Lu Chuan.

　　 Lu Chuan made a fierce force on his right ankle~www.NovelMTL.com~ and turned around lightly to the right, and then, whether it was the extremely fast, angled gun or Nezha's whole person, he passed by.

Easy.

　　 No matter whether he was a gun or a person, he didn't even get a point on his robe, but Lu Chuan's ugly expression finally showed a hint of anger.

　　 I thought that the kid would just play, but I didn't expect this kid to make a real shot.

　　'S shots were completely imperceptible, and he was so vicious and vicious at a young age, only seven years old.

　　 This is obviously not to catch him, but to poke a blood hole in him.

　　 With such a temperament, it is no wonder that in the future, he will kill the dragon and cramp, and that cruel evil will finally end with a bone-cutting end.

　　 If he sympathized with this kid before, then with the shot, Lu Chuan had no good feelings for him in his heart.

　　 "Do you dare to hide?"

　　 Nezha missed the stabbing, but he became angry into anger, but at this time, his pretty little face had a trace of indescribable horror and hideousness.

　　 Immediately swept the gun to the left and swept hard, with a gust of wind, like a heavy iron rod, swept towards Lu Chuan who was behind him on the left.

　　 Click!

　　 With a sound, the spear broke in two.

　　 Lu Chuan just lifted his hand when the gun was swept, and grabbed the front end of the gun like iron tongs, but Nezha's origin is extraordinary and natural.

　　Therefore, there was almost no pause in their movements, and the spear could not withstand the tremendous strength of the two, and was cut into two pieces in the middle.

　　 One person has half of his hand.

　　 "Have you had enough trouble?"

　　 Lu Chuan's suppressed anger finally erupted, and he threw half of his gun in front of the General Soldier's Mansion with a snap, and said coldly: "You are like a classmate like you.