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Chapter 93: The village is in the same place

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But when my husband arrived at the Fire Ridge, he was caught by the thief, his lips were burned and his tongue was dry, and his minion took his ribs up the mountain.

On the mountain, the camp was like a long insect, the flags were dancing with bad temper, the thief heads in the village were like tigers, and the sound was like thunder and thunder.

The thief said: I am the leader of this mountain village. That scholar. You look like Wenqu. You are alone in your village. Things are not ordinary, and there must be monsters. Is it a spy from the court?

The husband thought to himself: This thief has a broad body and a tough face, and is not a white person in a thick and thin body. He is as handsome as a talent. Why do he become a thief by turning his back?

He said: The king is joking about the scenery, how can students explore military affairs? I have no soldiers in my hands, I am short and weak, but I can't tie up a chicken because of the urgent matter. I accidentally broke into the mountain gate and shocked all the heroes and jade artifacts. But I begged for a horse to come out of the mountains and forests today and I will never mention what I see today. If I violate this oath, nine lightning strikes!

The thief laughed: What a scholar, you are so verbally speaking, what are you doing to break into the mountains? Could it be that the enemy is chasing him and trying to save his life?

Husband sighed with regret: The king is a great success in the gods, the little boy is clumsy and wise, there is a bully who insults my wife, and he is rampant and possesses his family. My life is in danger and cannot be guaranteed. He will be desperate to join his hometown.

The thief's strange thing: Who is that bully, who dares to be so arrogant?

A gentleman told the neighbors about adultery, no matter how big or small it was, the leader heard about it, and he happily went there.

But I don’t know the good or bad luck of this trip? If you want to know what happens next, let’s see the next time. The pretty scholar was wet in the bamboo forest, and the Jiangxi Mansion was full of golden orchids