On hearing this, the old village head was flustered and said, "Sir, sir, those are my three grandsons. Please hold your hands high."
"Get out of the way!" The chief mountain thief kicked down the old village head with one foot, indicating: "bring down those three little ghosts!"
However, on the donkey cart, when the two mountain thieves stretched out their hands to pull yue'er to get off the bus, Mu Chen, beside yue'er, picked up the branch beside him and beat him to the outstretched hand.
"Whew!"
"Hiss!"
The mountain bandit gave a painful cry and drew back his hand. When he saw a little ghost taking a branch and whipping him, his eyes were killing: "kid, you want to die!" The knife of the other hand is cruel, cut off toward Mu Chen.
"Bang!"
At that moment, Hao'er stepped forward and pulled out the dagger on his leg to block the knife that was slashed at his brother. His hand was full of dark force, which shook the other side's knife. At the same time, the dagger in his hand also scratched toward his neck.
"Whew!"
"Hiss!"
The speed was so fast that the mountain bandit didn't respond to it. He took a cold breath, and the whole person turned back in horror with his eyes wide open.
"Bang!"
The body fell to the ground, the blood exuded from the neck, dyed the sand on the ground, and stunned a group of people outside.
However, Hao'er held the dagger tightly, his hand trembled slightly, and his face was cold and cold. He was staring at the mountain bandit who had fallen to the ground. He spoke to his sister-in-law who was staring at the scene with wide eyes.
"My mother said that you should never be merciful to anyone who wants to kill you. You must kill him before he wants to kill you!" He took a deep breath, looked at Mu Chen and Mu Yue, asked: "remember?"
"Remember." The two little guys relaxed. Although there was a trace of fear in their eyes, they were more determined.
The old village head and the man were shocked to see the mountain bandit who fell on the ground, and watched him twitch until he was out of breath for a moment. They could not help but screen their breath and look at the three children who came out from behind the curtain.
Seeing that his brother was killed, the first mountain bandit thought that there were some powerful figures hidden in the donkey cart, but he didn't want to see that only three children came out from behind the curtain.
The oldest of the three children in high-quality clothes is only eight or nine years old, and the younger one looks less than three years old, but they are very delicate and excellent. At first glance, it can be seen that the old man is not talking about his grandson.
However, at this time, the older child was holding a dagger in his hand, with a cold face. When he was looking at him, that kind of vision made him feel some cold in his heart, but he was a little embarrassed when he was relieved.
He was shocked by an eight or nine year old? Damn it!
"What are you doing? Get them for me The leading man drank and waved his knife to let the people under his hand come forward.
"Take care of yourself." Hao'er said, holding the dagger tightly in his hand. The next moment, his figure swept forward.
Even if his cultivation has not recovered, but with his body method and training, the instinctive reaction attack can not be stopped by those mountain bandits.
Hao'er didn't save his life. He killed more than ten mountain bandits one by one with a knife. When the first mountain bandit saw a dead man, he turned pale and wanted to run.
However, the next moment, the old village head and the man only saw Hao'er's toes a little bit, and they were so It's flying!
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