With a 'bang', Song Xiao bumped into a stiff chest.

Song Xiao heard the startled cries of the villagers, as well as sighs, however, these voices were not as clear and touching as the muffled hum overhead.

Song Xiao hugged Han Ya tightly and cried loudly, "Brother Han, grandpa is gone, they are bullying me again!"

The villagers looked at each other and hung their heads in shame.

The face was embarrassed, and he was hesitating, and when he met Han Ya's cold gaze, he shuddered, and hung his head wordlessly.

Han Ya appeased Song Xiao, and a few thoughts turned in his mind.

He is now unable to protect himself, all the way north to the Xuanyuan army, according to Xuanyuan Emperor Hong's temperament, he will definitely end badly.

He couldn't take Song Xiao with him.

Song Xiao still has to stay, since this is the case, don't offend these villagers too much.

Han Ya helped Song Xiao to sit down on the side, looking at a few homeless people with sneering faces, Han Ya walked over step by step, in front of Sanlitun Lizheng and the villagers, his fists were to the flesh, and he beat him up, and several homeless people were beaten to the point of crying and crying mother.

The crows stacked them on top of each other and broke their hands.

The sound of bones breaking resounded in the sky.

Han Crow threw the homeless man who had fainted far away with an expressionless face.

He moves swiftly and swiftly, with an indescribable sense of leisurely elegance.

The villagers were all bloodless, huddled into a pile, and Li Zheng was even more frightened.

His family Lu Xiaohai often came to pester Song Xiao, and everyone in the village knew about this......

Li Zheng looked at Han Ya, who was not stained with blood at all, swallowed his saliva, he was terribly afraid, and bowed his hand to Han Ya again and again while retreating, "Strong, strong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we don't know Taishan!"

Li Zheng saw that Han Ya's face was expressionless, his face was like earth, he glanced at Song Xiao, hurriedly lowered his head, hurriedly looked for words, and diverted the topic, "What do you think of the process of Grandpa Xiao's matter?

"Dad, he's a foreigner, how can he handle the funeral of our people in Sanlitun?"

Lu Xiaohai walked over with a dozen and a half teenagers.

"Nonsense!" Li Zheng said sharply, he wanted to please Han Ya, the killing god, and his son came to dismantle the stage!

Li Zheng carefully looked at Han Ya's expression, and saw that Han Ya's eyes seemed to be a little colder, and his heart sighed.

"Xiaohai, what are you messing around with, why don't you go back quickly?!"

"Humph!"

Where is Lu Xiaohai willing?!

He is a veritable little bully in Sanlitun, tell him to get out, and he will get out?

Doesn't he want to lose face?!

Lu Xiaohai pursed his lips, crossed his waist, stood opposite Han Ya without fear of death, pointed at Song Xiao and said to the friends behind him, "See? Old man Song died, and Song Xiao cried like a flower cat!"

"Grandpa Lu, I don't want to bully a flower cat!"

"I'm not afraid of her at all!"

"Now you should believe it!"

After leaving the Song family, Lu Xiaohai returned to the village with a few followers, and after a while, there were more than ten or twenty people around him.

The friends within a radius of three miles all know that today, he brought someone to Song's house to settle accounts with Song Xiao.

After going back, a half-grown child said that he had leaked his mouth, saying that Lu Xiaohai was so scared by Song Xiao that he didn't dare to step into the door of the Song family, so they stayed outside the door for a while and came back.

Who is Lu Xiaohai?

Sanlitun Yiba, when he was said like this, he suddenly exploded his lungs and explained it, but no one believed him.

Lu Xiaohai personally dragged his followers and came over to prove himself.

said that the friends looked at Song Xiao dressed in black, with a strip of white cloth wrapped around his waist, and everyone looked at each other, and they were all a little embarrassed.

"Who do you say you want to bully?!" Song Xiao sneered, saw that there was still Lu Xiaohai in his eyes, rushed to Han Ya's side, and whispered something.

Pull out Han Crow's saber one by one.

'Poof'.

The bright sword light shook Lu Xiaohai's eyes, and the teenagers behind him were all startled, and they retreated one after another, and several of them ran directly into the arms of the villagers brought by Li Zheng, trembling with fright.

Only Lu Xiaohai, he stared at the sword in Song Xiao's hand, and a dazzling light flashed in his eyes.

"Good, good sword!"

Lu Xiaohai looked at the sword in Song Xiao's hand with some obsession and muttered.

"Xiaohai!" After seeing Song Xiao pull out his sword recklessly, his stupid son not only didn't retreat, but also stupidly bumped into it, and his heart jumped to his throat, "Come back!"

"Who are you going to bully?!" Song Xiao held the sword and glared at Lu Xiaohai with horizontal eyebrows.

Lu Xiaohai didn't seem to hear Song Xiao's threat, and reached out to touch the sword in a daze.

Han Ya saw that Lu Xiaohai's eyes were calm, looking at the sword, obsessed, but there was no greed or lust, his eyes moved, and he held Song Xiao's hand with his backhand, and Han Ya danced forward gently.

The sharp edge of the sword drew a deep furrow on the ground, and the small furrow stretched from the depth of Han Ya to Lu Xiaohai.

Li Zheng, who was facing Han Ya, could only see Lu Xiaohai's back and ......

and the shoulder of Lu Xiaohai on the ground broken in half!

"Xiaohai!" Li Zheng fell to the ground with a weak leg, crawled forward, and crawled in front of Lu Xiaohai.

Lu Xiaohai looked at the shoulder on the ground, touched his uninjured chest, and looked at the sword in Han Ya's hand, his eyes became hotter and hotter!

Kneeling on the ground, Li was about to plead with Han Ya, Lu Xiaohai, the broken child, actually knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Han Ya 'bang', he kowtowed very hard, several heads knocked down, and there was a red mark on the smooth and full man's head.

"Hero, please accept me as an apprentice! I, Lu Xiaohai, will honor you well! I swear to God! If you accept me, I will treat you as my own father and filial piety!"

Li Zheng, who was heartbroken for Lu Xiaohai: "......"

Special!

He raised Lu Xiaohai to such a big age, and Lu Xiaohai never said that he wanted to be filial to him!

Han Ya lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Xiaohai coldly, Lu Xiaohai first shrank back in fear, but as soon as he saw Song Xiao, he remembered the appearance of Song Xiao who had just drawn his sword, and his eyes regained their brightness.

Han Ya's eyes inspired the spirit of not admitting defeat in Lu Xiaohai's bones, and he rubbed to Han Ya's side in anticipation, and Lu Xiaohai was innocent.

Li Zheng saw that his stupid son was so presumptuous, and Han Ya didn't really hurt the child, so he relaxed slightly, and saw that Lu Xiaohai was not afraid of death and reached out to grab the sword in Han Ya's hand, and his heart trembled.

Sure enough, Han Ya, who was still quiet, moved, he grabbed Lu Xiaohai's wrist with one hand, climbed up along Lu Xiaohai's arm, clasped Lu Xiaohai's shoulder, and twisted it slightly.

Lu Xiaohai spun around in a daze, and was clamped by Han Ya from behind!

Han Ya pressed Lu Xiaohai's wrist against the joint, and with a little effort, Lu Xiaohai screamed in pain.

Li Zheng hurriedly got up, made a small bow in front of Han Ya, and begged him to let his son go.

"Sword. Han Ya didn't have a chance to be right, and stretched out his hand to Song Xiao.

Song Xiao slowly put the sword in Han Ya's hand.

The small swarthy hand touched Han Ya's thick fan-like palm, Song Xiao hurriedly retracted his hand, and a slight flush oozed from his face.

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