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Chapter 7 I am also a hero to save beauty

Xia Jianzai couldn't help it anymore and rushed out of the crowd desperately and shouted: "Stop it."

"When you see the fairy in your mind and the goddess in your eyes, you will be injured by the hateful four stupid pigs. Can you bear it? I want everyone to know that the fat man is also bloody and can be sacrificed for the fairy in your mind." Xia Jian finally couldn't help it and stood up.

It was Xia Jian's four words "Stop me." that slowed down the attack on the woman in red slightly. The long stick paused in the air for a moment. It was this slight pause that made the woman in red almost avoid this fierce attack.

Everyone was suddenly disturbed by a fat man who was not good-looking and quickly turned their attention to Xia Jian.

"Stop it all, do you hear that? Are you five of you making trouble on the territory of my Shushan Sword Sect? Are you impatient to live! Especially you - you - you! You four." As he said that, he stretched out his index finger and pointed at Wang Hu and the other four, and continued, "You four big men bullied a female, bullied a woman who looked so beautiful and beautiful, bullied a weak woman who had no power to tie a chicken. Are you ashamed? Tell me, look, touch me.

Ask yourself in your chest, are you ashamed? Do you feel ashamed? Do you feel guilty about the atrocities you have done? Do you still have any conscience?..." Xia Jianxia Jian said a lot, and confused everyone around him. He stared at the fat man with a bloated figure in a daze. Only these people found that someone could say such a big bunch of words in one breath, but only the word "magic man" was left in his heart.

"If you feel regret and feel ashamed now, you will apologize to this girl immediately. I can represent the party and the people, and I can forgive your illegal behavior on behalf of the Shushan Sword Sect on behalf of the Shushan Sword Sect."

"I feel so nervous. What if these four stupid pigs don't give me face? I can smash it flat with just one stick. Why are my palms sweating! Why are my feet shaking too!" Xia Jian swallowed a saliva and looked at the people on the field and said in his heart.

Li Santong, the boss of Zhengda Miyin Village, narrowed his eyes and saw the fat man who intervened, having a black sword on his chest, and hurriedly said to Wang Hu and the other four: "Wang Hu, you four are not retreating yet, apologize to this girl." He thought to himself, "Why did you die from the Shushan Sword Sect come out halfway."

"Miss, I'm so offended that the four of us are so please forgive me." The four of us said in harmony.

"This is why I am not able to use my body to fight, otherwise I would have slap all ten such garbage to death." After thinking about it, the woman in red looked at Li Santong and said, "My aunt has written down what happened today. The future is long. Let's take a look, hum!"

"Ah! My fairy in red is actually looking at me. That little mouth really fascinated me. It would be great if I could kiss her! How perfect is that angry expression? I'm sure you are mine." Xia Jian also thought that the woman in red looked at her when she was talking just now. Xia Jian was still intoxicated in the beautiful dream she knitted for herself, and the woman in red has already whipped her long whip and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"Master Dao, don't worry about that girl, go to the shop to sit down and have a cup of tea. I just asked someone to bring the best crane feather tea there from Kunlun in Tianling Province."

Xia Jian's dream of self-intoxication was interrupted by Li Santong's words beside him. Looking towards the woman in red just now, only the whip shadow stick marks left during the fight were clearly visible on the flower rocks on the street.

"Okay, okay, everyone has dispersed! I'll go to the inn to rest, Li Santong! You can't do business like this!" Xia Jian felt bored when he saw that the fairies in red had left, so he said to the audience around him, and then tied his hands and returned to the guest room of the inn.

"Damn it, isn't it just an introductory disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect? Why do you teach me a lesson? If you didn't see that you were a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, I could kill you fat with one hand." Li Santong, looking at Xia Jian's back, spitted phlegm on the ground and said in his heart.

Xia Jian, who was lying on the bed, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. With his eyes closed, his mind was full of shadows of fairies in red. "That body like willows, watery skin, and a bright red dress with personality are perfect! I will confess my love to her next time I see her and I will just say that. Regardless of whether she accepts it or not, now God has made me a fat man, I must face all this bravely." Xia Jian, who made up his mind, fell asleep in a daze.

Xia Jian seemed to dream of something happy, with a smile on his face.

The next morning

On the flying sword, Wuchang still looked like before, standing on the front of the flying sword with his hands behind his back.

Xia Jian was still squatting on the flying sword, and occasionally accidentally saw the ground under the flying sword, and vomited again.

Vomiting sounds are simply a mental torture for Wuchang. Yesterday, the use of the Qingxin Mantra on the Flying Sword could be used to Xia Jian. Today, Wuchang gave Xia Jian more than a dozen Qingxin Mantras, but they had no effect at all. Moreover, today Xia Jian felt quite hungry. He used the food prepared by Wuchang for Xia Jian to fill his stomach. He ate two bites and spitted the dirt on the Flying Sword. If Wuchang had not used his body protection true energy on his body, he would probably have been covered with Xia Jian's vomit. Xia Jian on the Flying Sword could only be hungry and vomited continuously as soon as he ate. The vomiting along the way made Xia Jian, who was originally squatting on the Flying Sword, now almost lay on the Flying Sword, with a face that was about to die.

Fortunately, the dirt on the flying sword was removed by Wuchang's clean dust proof, otherwise the sour smell would not be smoky to death! Cultivation is good, and one magic trick to clean up can be done.
Chapter completed!
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