Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

Wen Mingtang clenched the soft sword in his hand, and looked at Jing An in front of him: "From what you said, it seems that you have been hurt by someone, but what happened before?"

Jing An glanced at her, brushed her broken hair, disapprovingly: "Who can hurt me?"

"Then why..." The girl seemed very puzzled.

Jing'an sneered, and looked at Wen Mingtang: "The little girl is not old, but her heart is not small. Can you talk to me?"

As she spoke, she stroked the dagger in her hand, and said: "Don't think about it!" She said, "I think it's great to kill these useless stinky men!"

Wen Mingtang looked at Jing'an in front of him, but still asked seriously: "Are you imitating your mother's murder because you witnessed the scene when your mother poisoned your father?"

Although she said that she didn't want to talk nonsense with her, Wen Mingtang's words probably touched her heart, so Jing An said a few more words: "Who are you going to learn from that stupid woman?"

Wen Mingtang looked at the disdainful sneer on her face, frowned, thought for a while, and asked her tentatively: "You...don't like your mother?"

its not right!If Jing An imitated Miss Rouge to kill people, then she would like her mother in her bones.Because he likes his mother, he turns to hate his father, and kills people who are similar to the scholar.

But Jing An's disdainful and sneering expression when she mentioned Rouge just now, really doesn't look like a child who likes her mother.

Wen Mingtang didn't quite understand Lin Fei's way of investigating eucalyptus, but instinctively felt that something was wrong with Jing'an's expression.

Jing An glanced at Wen Mingtang, as if seeing through something, and suddenly smiled: "Why do you like her?"

"Why?" The girl asked seriously, "Is your mother treating you badly?"

Seeing the little girl trembling slightly while holding the soft sword, the smile on Jing An's face deepened. She raised her hand casually, looked at her gorgeously dyed Dan Kou, and said, "It's okay!"

The girl asked again: "What about your father? How does your father treat you?"

"The scholar is busy flirting with women everywhere, how can he care about me?" Jing'an said.

"So you hated your father and killed those scholars?" Wen Mingtang asked.

"I hate it, it's not really a thing! I never expected him to treat me well!" Jing'an said, "Because I don't expect it, I don't hate it. It's my mother who is stupid, misses him, and hopes that he will have it." After her, don't go out to have sex again."

Judging from the scholar's behavior, this is obviously impossible.

"If you want me to say, it's better to die if you're disobedient alive," Jing'an said, "She was wrong from the very beginning, thinking that gentleness and pettiness can get him pity and fame..."

Wen Mingtang noticed that Jing An paused when she mentioned the word "name", but when she wanted to hear the words behind the "name" clearly, Jing An didn't continue, and instead said: "How obedient you are when you die, you are very obedient!"

Wen Mingtang looked at the indifferent look on Jing An's face, and fell silent again. After a long pause, she said again: "There is another question, where did you learn your kung fu? That Jinghui doesn't know it, Rouge Ladies and scholars have never heard of such kung fu."

Jing An, who had been looking at her hands casually, did not smile until now, and said calmly, "Teached by a stinky bald donkey."

"He said that I was very hostile, and told me to practice Buddhism, cultivate my mind, and meditate." When Jing An said this, as if she was talking about something that couldn't be more funny, she chuckled, "I said that my talent is not good, he If you don’t believe in evil, let me practice.”

"I also said that I hated these scholars because of those past events, maybe because I am a weak woman and I am afraid of being bullied by men." Jing'an couldn't help laughing when she said this, "So, he taught me some things. Martial arts are used to protect oneself."

Wen Mingtang looked at the sneering Jing'an, lowered his eyes and said silently: "He intended for you to protect yourself, but you used it to kill?"

"Yeah!" Jing'an stroked the dagger in her hand, looked at Wen Mingtang in front of her, and said, "You don't know, when a person has the ability to kill people at any time, it feels really wonderful!"

"The bald donkey has never done anything good in his life. He is very talkative, and he always likes to control and restrain me." Jing'an said, "Finally, when he dies, I will be free."

So... It seems that after the death of the master, Jing An started killing people.

Wen Mingtang lowered his eyelids, paused, and said again: "You..."

This time, she only said one word before being interrupted by Jing An. She raised her head and looked at Wen Mingtang: "Little girl is very thoughtful, thinking that if you ask me a few more words, you can drag me over with a word dragging formula?"

Wen Mingtang clenched the soft sword in his hand, and the trembling appearance of holding the soft sword greatly pleased Jing'an.

After turning the dagger in her hand around, Jing An licked her lips, and said, "It's only now that I realize that I was a little dazed. Before those scholars were killed, they would only use one set of principles to say that I begged Me, killing these people is not as interesting as killing a little girl who can fight back?"

As if the prey's resistance would arouse the interest of the hunter, Jing An nodded and said: "You don't have to choose a scholar! You can choose anyone!"

Although it was unreasonable to kill a scholar, Jing An still had her own thoughts, but now Jing An obviously had other thoughts because of Wen Mingtang's actions.

If this person tells her to run away, how many people will be killed by her in the future!
Wen Mingtang lowered his eyelids, and laid the soft sword in his hand across his chest. When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were surprisingly bright: "I just made the right move, I'm not sure yet."

"But what you said earlier made me sure of one thing. You are not a master of kung fu!" Wen Mingtang flicked the soft sword in his hand and smiled, "There is a sentence you said That's right! Even a little girl can deceive people!"

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Liang Hongjin, who was carrying a basket of lotus roots, was blocked by several Ganzhiwei men.

"Liang female general, come and practice, come and practice!" Several men patted their chests and said, "Liang female general won by a narrow margin in the past few months. In the past few months, I have been working hard day and night, and I think I can beat Liang female general. Come and try!"

One party was very interested, but Liang Hongjin was not interested. She waved her hand impatiently and said, "Go! Go! Go! I'm going to send the lotus root to Xiao Mingtang and ask her to make lotus root powder for me!"

The few men who blocked people didn't bother to care about "Xiao Mingtang" and "Ou Fen", and blocked Liang Hongjin's way with outstretched arms.

One of them couldn't bear it anymore, so he just swung his fist directly, and shouted: "Look at the trick!"

Throwing a fist without saying hello?Liang Hongjin was annoyed by being blocked, so she didn't dodge any more. She stretched out her hand and firmly wrapped her fist around his outstretched fist: "Just look!"

The moment a palm wrapped around his fist, a horizontal kick swept past him, and the tall man flew out with a scream.

Putting the person down with one palm and one kick, Liang Hongjin clapped his hands and said impatiently, looking at the men who suddenly moved away from him, "I didn't want to talk about it. Xiao Mingtang said that no matter who you fight with, you must first Hidden three points of strength, so first I let you!"

After finishing speaking, she raised her finger to the man lying on the ground, Liang Hongjin said, "Let's practice again!" Then, she left with the basket of lotus roots on her shoulders.

"At first, I just hid my hand. I really thought that my old lady just narrowly beat you!"