Gao Qiang saw that he had just had a few moves back and forth, but they were quite practical. It must have been tricks extracted from the battle formation, but unfortunately he couldn't practice the land.

"Ah!" Gao Qiang shouted, his body jumped up in the air, holding his stick in both hands and smashed it hard. The boy panicked, and indeed he raised his hands up and sealed it up. At this time, Gao Qiang relaxed his hands and the white wax pole in his hand was knocked away. He took advantage of the momentum and rushed forward, directly hitting the other person's face through the pole, beating it on the nose, and his face was full of flowers.

"What a cruel boy!" An old woman-like voice came, accompanied by a cough, and the sound was actually on the roof.

Gao Qiang, Zhao Min and the samurai in the courtyard were shocked. Everyone didn't know when this person appeared. On the roof, a pair of people stood there. Because Gao Qiang and the little warriors took a while to fight, it was already dark, and they could only see two people with hunchbacks bent over.

Gao Qiang took advantage of the reflection and saw the old lady's string of beads, all of which were shining with golden light, and could appear in the dusk night.

"Grandpa Jinhua?" Gao Qiang's head was big.
Chapter completed!