Chapter 437

Looking at the little monk holding the child and fleeing to the wind and rain, the whole family was shocked, and the young woman exclaimed: "no! My child

She recovered from her panic and turned pale. She did not care about other pursuits: "give me back the child! Give me back the baby

"Catch up!"

As a result of this sudden change, the middle-aged man's face changed greatly. He watched the young woman go out in the wind and rain, and immediately after drinking, he also chased out.

"Return the child!" The young man was also shocked by the sudden change, and even his voice had a tremolo. Almost without thinking about it, he chased out.

Seven or eight guards quickly chased out, and the two maids rushed out with their bags on their backs. For a while, all of them ran out in the wind and rain, leaving only the man in royal clothes and the coachman, as well as several swordsmen over there.

"Well, you are all right now? The children were robbed. "

The man in royal clothes sneered, but he also stood up and looked at the group of people who braved the wind and rain to chase them out. He murmured: "but I didn't expect that the little monk was so brave that he dared to rob the child? As for his weak appearance, if he is caught up, he will not be killed, but he will be beaten and maimed. "

"Young master, why did the little monk want to die? This brave wind and heavy rain robbed the child and ran into the wind and rain, and was sure to be caught up

"It's too long! Who doesn't have one these days? So it's a bad thing to be nosy these days. " The man holding the sword said languidly, which was totally irrelevant to himself.

Outside, Downing carried the child with him. Even though the wind and rain were heavy, the child was wrapped in a thick blanket, and she also kept it in her arms. She wrapped it in a coat, but it didn't get wet. On the contrary, the child who had been crying so badly was carried away by Downing, but he was obedient and did not cry.

"Put the child down!"

The strongest middle-aged man contains the aura of spiritual power, and his voice is startled and angry. He ran after him. He thought that he could catch up with people by three or two strokes. Unexpectedly, the little monk was a secret expert. He ran faster than he did. For a time, he could not catch up with people.

"Little master, please return the child to me Give me back the baby I can give you whatever you want, as long as you give me back the baby... "

The young woman, who was drenched by the rain, cried as she ran. Her tears mixed with the rain fell down her cheek. In the dark night, one accidentally kicked a stone, and the whole person rushed forward out of balance. After falling on the ground, she cried again and got up again and continued to chase.

For a mother, a child is her life.

"Yu'er!" The young man came to her and supported her, but she pushed him away.

"Chengzhi, you don't care about me. Go after me, our children, go after them!" She cried and ran forward, panicking: "why didn't the baby cry? Why didn't you hear the baby cry? Is something wrong with the baby? Come on, go after it

Just after they had chased for a long distance, there was a roaring thunder in the sky, and the huge bang spread. With the booming sound, something seemed to be rolling.

They looked back in amazement and saw that, at the moment when the lightning flashed by, the torrents poured down and roared down