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Chapter three hundred and thirteenth blood-stained sky

The proud power of the ** was actually ridiculed. It was a sign of a change in Wu Zhong's face and was filled with shame and anger. But there was nothing to do, especially looking at the destructive power of Chen Guhong's kick.

It's simply amazing, absolutely powerful.

How is this possible? I am the bloodline of the ancient giant bear clan. What is his body????

Wu Zhong looked at Chen Guhong cautiously, looking up and down, but couldn't see through it.

The reason why a demon cultivator is a demon cultivator is that if the transformation is extremely thorough, then outsiders will not be able to see anything.

"Is it an ancient type?" the martial arts center thought.

"Why don't you speak?" Chen Guhong tilted his head and said with a smile. Chen Guhong's provocation was a birdless mansion in Wuzhong. He took a deep breath, and the purple palace flashed in his mind.

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At night, the next day, the two of them got up in a hurry.

After drawing water by the well, Lao Ma came.

"How is the situation?" Wang Song didn't sleep well last night and asked with his big dark circles.

"I don't know." Lao Ma shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Don't know?" Not only Wang Song, but also Chen Guhong smiled bitterly when he heard this.

"Old son, weird, weird." Old Ma shook his head and sighed, and then said to the two of them: "But I have a premonition, he doesn't hate you. Anyway, you really can't find someone to protect me, so why not stay here first and see what the situation is?"

"this?"

Wang Song looked at Chen Guhong. Chen Guhong had no choice but to do anything, so he said, "Okay." So Wang Song sent his family slaves to report their safety, and the two lived in the Ma family.

This stay lasts for three days.

During these three days, Chen Guhong and his two free time at the Ma family, so they played with Ma Zhong's two sons from time to time. Life was very leisurely, but there was no further information.

Wang Song's dark circles became stronger and stronger, and he kept complaining to Chen Guhong. "Mosquitoes are big and can eat people, but the bed is too small." Unnutritious words like "There are too nutritious"

On the third day, Wang Song went there.

It’s not that Wang Song has no friendship and is unwilling to endure hardships with his friends, but that something happened at home, and he had to apologize to Chen Guhong and then go.

Without Wang Song's chatter, Chen Guhong became more and more idle.

But what is strange is that in this environment, Chen Guhong suddenly felt a sense of peace and quiet, the green countryside, the croaking frogs in his ears, and the simple food.

Everything seems to be a paradise. Stay away from the hustle and bustle and regain your comfort.

Wu Xiude's threat seemed to be the Wu family's forces with a vast net of sky, and no longer affected him. In short, he was no longer anxious.

He felt like this kind of life a little bit.

And at this moment, things turned around. Before dawn that morning, the rooster raised by the horse began to scream "Ohhhh!"

Chen Guhong also opened his eyes and got up from the bed.

He went out of the room with neat clothes and saw that the Ma family got up earlier than him. Ma Zhong's wife smiled at Chen Guhong and said, "Young Master Chen, come and have a meal."

"Thank you." Chen Guhong said thank you and went in for a meal.

It was still simple to eat, most of the people in the Ma family, and Ma Zhong's dead face. After spending several days together, Chen Guhong never saw him laughing, and even suspected that he would not laugh.

After dinner, Chen Guhong thought Ma Zhong would leave. Unexpectedly, Ma Zhong asked Chen Guhong: "Can you farm?"

"Farming?" Chen Guhong was puzzled.

"I see that you have calluses on your hands and your skin is delicate, but not very white. The clothes are refreshing, but not rich. So I asked you if you can farm." Ma Zhong said.

Chen Guhong was very surprised at first, and this was even more unexpected.

"So many days. What I said today is more than the previous few days." Chen Guhong was surprised, but he also noticed that things had turned around. Some joy emerged in his heart and said, "I don't know if I will farm. But I can grow vegetables and eat it myself."

"Okay, carry the hoe." Ma Zhong nodded, said to Chen Guhong, and walked out on his own.

Chen Guhong was very puzzled and looked at Lao Ma. Lao Ma smiled, "No one understands my son's mind. Mr. Chen, please go and take a look. Maybe things will turn around."

"Okay." Chen Guhong had no choice but to say. Ma Zhong's wife smiled slightly, took the hoe, and handed it to Chen Guhong. Chen Guhong carried the hoe with her and went out.

"What the hell is going on?" Chen Guhong, carrying a hoe, became more and more confused. He was mysterious and intelligent, but he couldn't solve this problem.

At this time, he deeply admired the wisdom of ancient man-made words.

"It's true that people's hearts are unpredictable."

Wang Song's dark circles became stronger and stronger, and he kept complaining to Chen Guhong. "Mosquitoes are big and can eat people, but the bed is too small." Unnutritious words like "There are too nutritious"

On the third day, Wang Song went there.

It’s not that Wang Song has no friendship and is unwilling to endure hardships with his friends, but that something happened at home, and he had to apologize to Chen Guhong and then go.

Without Wang Song's chatter, Chen Guhong became more leisurely.

But what is strange is that in this environment, Chen Guhong suddenly felt a sense of peace and quiet, the green countryside, the croaking frogs in his ears, and the simple food.

Everything seems to be a paradise, away from the hustle and bustle, and regain comfort.

Wu Xiude's threat seemed to be the Wu family's forces with a vast net of sky, and no longer affected him. In short, he was no longer anxious.

He felt like this kind of life a little bit.

And at this moment, things turned around. Before dawn that morning, the rooster raised by the horse began to scream "Ohhhh!"

Chen Guhong also opened his eyes and got up from the bed.

He went out of the room with neat clothes and saw that the Ma family got up earlier than him. Ma Zhong's wife smiled at Chen Guhong and said, "Young Master Chen, come and have a meal."

"Thank you." Chen Guhong said thank you and went in for a meal.

It was still simple to eat, most of the people in the Ma family, and Ma Zhong's dead face. After spending several days together, Chen Guhong never saw him laughing, and even suspected that he would not laugh.

After dinner, Chen Guhong thought Ma Zhong would leave. Unexpectedly, Ma Zhong asked Chen Guhong: "Can you farm?"

"Farming?" Chen Guhong was puzzled.

"I see that you have calluses on your hands and your skin is delicate, but not very white. The clothes are refreshing, but not rich. So I asked you if you can farm." Ma Zhong said.

Chen Guhong was very surprised at first, and this was even more unexpected.

"After so many days, what I said today is more than the previous few days." Chen Guhong was surprised, but he also noticed that things had turned around. Some joy emerged in his heart and said, "I don't know if I can farm, but I can grow vegetables and eat it myself."

"Okay, carry the hoe. (To be continued.)
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