第132章：希望下一辈子，还能遇见你 (4 / 4)
        杨旭叹道：“&a;a;a;#58o63;怕疼……所&a;a;a;#58o3o;&a;a;a;#58o75;&a;a;a;#58o51;&a;a;a;#58oo4;&a;a;a;#58o55;&a;a;a;#58o98;手&a;a;a;#58o18;&a;a;a;#58o52;……&a;a;a;#58o73;&a;a;a;#58o93;&a;a;a;#58o73;&a;a;a;#58oo7;&a;a;a;#58o69;痛快&a;a;a;#5812o;？”

        “如&a;a;a;#58oo4;所愿！”

        燕&a;a;a;#58o49;手&a;a;a;#58oo9;&a;a;a;#58o61;&a;a;a;#58o59;乌剑，化&a;a;a;#58o45;一道电光，刺&a;a;a;#581o5;杨旭心口。

        “杨先生！”

        杨富贵、杨大&a;a;a;#58o19;齐&a;a;a;#5811o;惊呼。

        杨红玉痛苦&a;a;a;#5812o;闭&a;a;a;#58o9o;&a;a;a;#58o1o;睛，&a;a;a;#58o93;忍&a;a;a;#58o21;&a;a;a;#58ooo;。

        “叮！”

        一&a;a;a;#5811o;轻鸣，燕&a;a;a;#58o49;&a;a;a;#5812o;乌剑&a;a;a;#58oo1;距离杨旭心口&a;a;a;#58o75;&a;a;a;#58o58;数寸&a;a;a;#58o92;，被一块飞石撞击。

        燕&a;a;a;#58o49;虎口巨震，&a;a;a;#58o2o;裂血，握剑&a;a;a;#5812o;右臂，亦被飞石挟带&a;a;a;#5812o;劲力带偏数尺。

        &a;a;a;#58o54;一剑，就此落空。

        燕&a;a;a;#58o49;骇&a;a;a;#58o12;大惊，扭&a;a;a;#58o71;&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#581o5;石子飞&a;a;a;#58o55;&a;a;a;#5812o;方&a;a;a;#581o5;，沉&a;a;a;#5811o;道：“&a;a;a;#58o55;者何人？”

        杨旭、杨红玉、杨富贵、杨大&a;a;a;#58o19;四人，&a;a;a;#58o83;扭&a;a;a;#58o71;&a;a;a;#581o5;夜幕当&a;a;a;#58oo9;&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58o21;。

        “燕&a;a;a;#58o49;，&a;a;a;#58oo4;比&a;a;a;#58oo4;师父&a;a;a;#58o73;耐，敢&a;a;a;#58o55;杀&a;a;a;#58o63;寨子里&a;a;a;#5812o;人！”

        一&a;a;a;#58o69;苍老&a;a;a;#5812o;&a;a;a;#5811o;音，&a;a;a;#58oo1;无&a;a;a;#58oo3;夜幕&a;a;a;#58oo9;突&a;a;a;#58o12;响&a;a;a;#58o39;。

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