Chapter 414 What is the Holy Dragon

There is a row of stools in front of the General Temple in Hujia Village.

At the top sit Village Chief Hu, Mrs. Hu, Mr. Ma and others, and at the bottom sits the head of Lao Wang.

Mrs. Wang stood at the front, looking at the man on the board.

The person on the wooden board, the right leg is curled up in an abnormal posture, the left leg is straightened and placed next to it, and a rolling pin is tightly attached.

It was obviously not summer yet, the man's clothes were already soaked, and sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

"You said your name is Heishi, from the Youlong Clan?" Madam Wang asked.

Kuroishi endured the pain and replied, "Yes."

"What did you mean by the holy dragon before?" Mrs. Wang walked around the board for half a circle, her voice slow and slow, "I think about it before answering, otherwise, let alone the second leg, the third one. Don't even try to save your legs."

Blackstone: "..." This is a bandit den, right? !

"Accurately speaking, I am a traitor of the Youlong Clan. I came here to find—"

He thought about it for a long time, and was just about to speak, when suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air, and something shot straight at him.

Blackstone's body tightened instantly.

He was already poisoned, and his right leg was broken. Even if he knew that someone wanted his life, he couldn't escape.

My life is over.

he thought sadly.

As a result, the next moment, I saw something appearing from the other end, paired with the thing in the air, not only blocked the approaching hidden weapon, but also unabated, shooting towards the direction where the hidden weapon came.

"Hmm—" A muffled sound came from a big tree not far away.

A man fell heavily from a tree.

Immediately fell into a coma.

The villagers were startled.

I hurried over to look, but saw a man dressed up like Blackstone.

A chopstick was inserted in his chest, and the person had passed out.

The villagers were dumbfounded.

How is this going?

"Amitabha." Yun Zhi walked out from the crowd with a very modest expression, "The poor monk has a slippery hand, sins and sins."

Villagers: …

If the master didn't swallow the chicken leg in his mouth while he was talking, and rubbed the remaining chopstick on the sleeve of the person next to him, they would have believed it.

Mrs. Wang: "Boss, look at the person first, and let's talk about saving it."

Wang Chuanfu hurried over and squatted in front of the unconscious man.

"Now we can talk." Mrs. Wang kicked the board with her feet.

Blackstone has completely believed that the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in this village is definitely not something that he, a little traitor, can do wrong.

So I explained it honestly.

"Speaking of which we, the Dragon Clan, formed 800 years ago, a chance by chance—"

Halfway through his words, Mrs. Wang stepped on his injured leg.

Everyone heard his screams.

Then he silently turned his head away.

Especially Hu San, who looked at Hu San’s legs from time to time.

It seems that over the years, Aunt Wang and her daughter-in-law have quarreled, and she really kept her hand.

Otherwise, his daughter-in-law might have been paralyzed in bed long ago.

Blackstone: "I said, I said, I'm here to find the holy dragon! The more poisonous we are, the more we are dying, the more we can perceive the traces of the holy dragon, and we usually look for the feeling in our hearts to find the holy dragon. ."

Actually, Hei Shi was not sure that the holy dragon was here, and he was even at a loss, but after walking to this mountain range, there was a faint feeling in his heart that told him to go this way.

Even if they reach the holy dragon, there is a high probability that they will be swallowed by the holy dragon.

Anyway, there is no traitor, and it was finally saved by the holy dragon.

"The holy dragon he mentioned, wouldn't it be us—?" The villagers whispered.

(end of this chapter)