Listening to Ji Mo's words, Nie Xiaozhu's face suddenly collapsed, and he pouted, as if he was about to cry.

He puffed out his cheeks and said, "I'm going to save her!

Ji Mo hurriedly went to cover his mouth, talking nonsense was really going to kill people!

Ji Mo just stretched out his hand to his face, but he didn't expect his strength to be so great, and with a wave of his hand, he threw Ji Mo into the bush next to him, only a centimeter away from a sharp stubble!

It's just almost, just a little bit right on the ass!

It's scary to think about!

"Wang Ba calf, you did it on purpose!"

Without saying a word, he picked up the branches on the ground, and hit them headlessly.

"Ah, old pimple, I really didn't mean to. Nie Xiaozhu covered his face with both hands, and explained as he ran, "I didn't expect you to be so unpushed!"

"That's intentional!" The more Ji Mo thought about it, the more angry he became, and he continued to chase and fight with the branches, "You ate the leopard's guts!"

Nie Xiaozhu was in a hurry, grabbed a tree, ran to the tree in three or two, and sat on the branch, constantly swinging his legs.

Ji Mo thought that his eyes were spent, this is a tree that is dozens of meters high and hugged by two people, so it will go up?

Under the sun, squinting his eyes, looking up at Nie Xiaozhu, who had only a vague figure on the tree, was even more angry!

You kid hang up!

Throw away the branches in your hands, open your hands around the trunk, separate your legs from left to right, and move up little by little, the raised old bark is too hard, and the belly can't stand it, no matter how hard you go up, you have to jump down.

"Don't come down if you kid has a kind. ”

"Old pimple, when I catch the tiger, please eat meat. As soon as the words fell, Nie Xiaozhu grabbed a branch, and in mid-air, he grabbed the branch of another tree, and then went to the next tree, like a monkey.

Ji Mo looked at his disappearing figure and scolded several times.

Thinking of the big tiger that Nie Xiaozhu said here, he hurriedly rolled up the sack and walked out of the old forest.

The old man rode past on the side, Ji Mo pretended not to see it, and walked with his head down.

But I didn't want to be shouted by the old man.

The old man scolded, "You kid is still in the mood to wander around, so stay at home honestly." ”

Ji Mo saw that his face was gloomy, was this deliberately looking for someone to be angry?

So he smiled and asked, "You're always wrong, have a temper?"

The old leader said, "In these years, good people can also drive them crazy." ”

He pointed to the direction of the railroad tracks and said loudly, "See, let those turtle grandsons occupy it, what kind of soldiers, machines or whatever, Lao Tzu's tree can't be pulled out."

It's just that the pure heart doesn't let people live!

There are 300,000 children in Dongling, but none of them are men. ”

Ji Mo said, "It's serious, we are good porcelain and don't touch rotten tiles." ”

"Good porcelain?" said the old man with a cold snort, "In two years, we may not even be as good as dogs." ”

Ji Mo said, "Don't worry, there will always be a solution." ”

The Northridge soldiers came and went, checking passers-by, but never found the robbers, and gradually relaxed their interrogation.

Ji Mo was thinking that this matter was going to pass like this, and when he was about to resume classes, on a starry night, the Northwest soldiers came suddenly.

Not to mention that the people in the town didn't expect it, even the Northridge soldiers with a good intelligence system didn't expect it.

As soon as the Northwest Army arrived, they began to set up artillery and launched a fierce attack on the Beiling military camp on the other side of the Sugu River.

The sound of gunfire, cannons, and the neighing of horses mingled into the sky.

From beginning to end, the people in the town had never seen the Northwest soldiers, nor had they seen the North Ridge soldiers, and after hearing the sound of cannons, they ran out in a swarm.

Drag the family and hide in the deserted mountains.

Because Ji Mo was too close to the river here, he was afraid of a cannonball that didn't have long eyes, so he also ran into the mountain with everyone, so he was careful.

In addition to people, there were also animals standing in the forest, and then the children cried, the adults roared, and the animals screamed, and it was a mess.

Standing on the hill just now, looking at the bottom of the mountain, the artillery fire on both sides of the river continued, illuminating half of the sky.

"My house ......" Nie Laorong kept looking in the direction of his house, and a cannon finally landed at his house, kneeling on the ground, burying his head in the grass below, "It's all gone, it's gone.....

Suddenly, he stood up suddenly, straightened his waist and shouted, "I'm going to fight with them.... I ....."

As he spoke, he was about to go down the mountain, but his eldest son, Neru, hugged him, "Dad, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's good to be here, don't be impulsive." ”

"yes, it's good to be here. The old woman of the Nie family also hugged her man's leg and didn't let him go, and her voice was hoarse.

Liang Qishi also reassured, "Old Rong, don't be impulsive, this family, don't think about yourself, you have to think more about them." ”

The smoke pot under his mouth was brighter in the night.

In the second half of the night, the shelling stopped, and only sparse gunfire remained.

The townspeople had no sleep all night.

After dawn, Qiu Wu ignored his daughter-in-law's crying and tearing, and was the first to run down the mountain to investigate the situation.

Qiu Ling was about to follow, but he kicked him on the ground and knelt.

Qiu Ling was about to speak, but he was slapped by his own son Qiu Wen again.

Qiu Wu came back and said that the Northwest Army had won a great victory, and went straight to the direction of the Longdang River, and everyone went down the mountain one after another.

The town was in shambles, seven or eight houses at the southern and northern ends had been blown up, and Ji Mo's old house and Wu Youde's house were no exception, the beams were scorched and fell into the ruins.

Wu Youde's wife sat on the ground and hugged her son Wu Liang, crying all day.

Wu Youde was silent and pulled out the household goods and grain.

No matter what, life has to go on.

The outcasts can run to them, but where can they go?

Born in Si, raised in Si.

Only the middle of the town is slightly intact, but the walls are riddled with craters and the ground is covered with broken tiles.

The damage was not serious.

Ji Mo looked at the corpses piled up on the ground, to say the least, there were hundreds, and he couldn't tell whether there was the Northwest Army or the Beiling Army, so he wanted to help clean it up, but he vomited directly.

His new house was untouched and intact, but it didn't make him feel better.

The little fox finally came back and took a pheasant in his mouth, and he was not in the mood to do it.

lay on the bed for a morning, and then took Wu Liang and Qiu Dong's little cubs to his own house, which was regarded as letting them borrow them.

Half a month later, the town returned to tranquility, and the house where Nie Laorong and others were blown up was repaired as before.

Moreover, Nie Laorong was ruthless, so he simply expanded, using a hundred-year-old fir wood with a diameter of five or six meters as a column.

"If it blows up again, Lao Tzu will fight with them. Nie Laorong swore in public.

"I asked them to bury them with their whole family. Wu Youde also complained.