v2 Chapter 1967： wood

Zhao Wei first strolled around the city, and there was no gain in it. Basically, there were some ordinary people, and there were no people with specific power attributes.

Because this is the Taiyin godhead, but also the next function of the godhead, so can not be sloppy, just choose a person as a Taiyin god.

There is no such place, Zhao Wei can only go to other places to see.

"Sister! I am hungry."

A five-year-old boy dressed in old-fashioned clothes squatted on the back of a girl around the 13th, and said weakly.

The 13-year-old girl, also dressed in dilapidated clothes, looked browned and had no nutrients, but it looked better, carrying the little boy and walking on a dirt road with some difficulty.

When I heard the little boy, my sister said with a smile of comfort. "Younger brother! Now that there is a road, maybe you can meet a village. The good-hearted people among them may give us some food."

The little boy showed a happy smile. "I want to eat a very big sweet potato and eat my stomach."

My sister smiled and nodded. "Then wait for a while."

"Yeah!" the little boy replied with a smile.

The skinny girl also smiled with a smile, her eyes and hope, carrying the little boy step by step.

After a while, they really met a village.

The girl smiled and looked forward with a little boy. She wanted some food. She and her brother had not eaten for a few days. Now she is very hungry. Her brother is so weak because of hunger.

However, the girl just came to the entrance of the village with her little boy, and was stopped by several little gangsters.

These little punks are not very old, and they look like 17 or 18 years old.

A thin, thin punk smirked at the girl and said, "Where are you coming from? Going to our village?"

The girl looked at a few punks, and some were afraid to say, "The people in our other villages have passed your village. My brother and I have not eaten for a few days. I want to come here for some food."

A tall, punk, laughing and saying, "We are the boss here, you want food, we can give you!"

The girl heard several people give food to her, and said with surprise, "Thank you!"

The tall little punk suddenly said with a smirk. "You want food, we can give it to you, but your body gives us a few grandfathers to play, and we are comfortable with us. We will give you some food."

The little boy yelled at the girl's back. "You a group of bad guys, we don't want food, sisters, let's go! See if there are any wild fruits on the road."

The girl also sighed, carrying her brother, turned and walked backwards.

But a few small mixes surrounded the younger brother, a tall, punk, laughing and saying, "Here is our site, do you think you can go if you want to go?"

The girl was a little scared and said, "We don't want food. Please please let us go, let us leave."

That tall punk, smirked and said, "I have said, you serve us a few, we will give you food to let you go."

The girl said angrily, "I will not promise you this request."

The tall-looking smirk said with a big smile, "You don't promise that it's useless, and the buddies dragged her into the cabin."

Several little punks took the girl and walked to the wooden house.

The girl was struggling with fear, and shouted for help. The little boy on the back was angry and clenched his fists, screaming around, shouting, "Don’t bully my sister."

Although it didn't hurt, a little punk dragged the little boy on his back and kicked a few feet on the little boy. The little boy who was weak in the boy immediately fainted.

The little punk was not in the tube, and several people continued to pull the girl to the side.

Some villagers next to me frowned. Although some were not used to it, they did not go up to the front to avoid trouble.

The girl saw the younger brother who had passed out of her life, and she was angry and bitten a tall mix of her hand.

The mixed pain screamed and released the girl's hand.

But the girl still can't escape, because the other few gangsters are pulling the girl, the girl can only struggle with strength, yelling, "Let me go!"

The tall mix, an angry face, looking at the same bitten hand, has already flowed out of the blood, slaps the palm of his hand and slams the girl's face, the girl's face is immediately red and swollen.

The mix didn't get rid of the gas, and one foot slammed into the girl's abdomen. The girl bowed her body with pain and looked at her. She grabbed her hair and lifted her head. "Hello! You dare to bite me and wait for you to die." Ok, let's drag her in, let's kill her together."

"Okay!" cried a few confused faces.

Then, a few little gangsters excitedly smirked and continued to pull the girl to the cabin.

The girl looked painful and did not have any resistance. She was dragged forward by those people.

"Boom!"

A powerful momentum came here. The woman was a woman wearing a green palace skirt. She was slim and exquisite, with a pure temperament.

She exudes a powerful **** power, is a god, named Mu Qing, character is simple and kind, very friendly to people.

Feeling the power of the powerful gods, the people in the village were scared to come out quickly lie on the ground, including those few punks.

Mu Qing frowned slightly, looking at the little boy lying on the ground, and the girl with a painful face, asked, "What is going on?"

The tall-looking hybrid immediately said, "The gods are the two of them who want to steal our food. Now we are caught by us. We are trying to teach them a little bit, without any malice."

The other few are slow, and some are a little afraid to nod and support this kind of speech.

They naturally dare not say what they just said, and there is no difference between finding and dying. They can only support tall and tall gangsters.

The girl squatted on the ground and said with a strong pain, "God of the gods! I did not steal their things, they wanted to abuse me, but also wounded my brother, and asked the gods to save my brother."

Now the two sides have said one thing. Mu Qing does not know who to trust. He looks at other villagers and looks at the simple and simple appearance. He should not deceive people. He asks, "What is just going on? ?"

A strong middle-aged man immediately stood up and said with a look of anger, "God of the gods! It is these two people who stole our village, and even dared to filthy my son, they should be sent to the prison."

This strong middle-aged man is the father of tall and tall gangsters, and several other mixed-race parents have also said.

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