But he still held his sword tightly in front of her.

What about Feng Mo? Chongkui asked coldly.

Xiao Shulou was stunned and stammered a little: He, he was in the carriage.

He is not a liar, and he leaked the truth with one mouth.

Chongkui did not expose him, but said, "I want to see him, and call him to me at once."

With that, she turned back to the carriage.

Wait for the thief to retreat, and then let him come, now the situation is dangerous...... Xiao Shulou said.

I'm going to see him now. Chongkui glanced at him, I was scared, and asked him to protect me.

Xiao Shulou clenched the sword in his hand tightly, and now, Ah Mo ......

Stunned, suddenly a stray arrow flew out of the melee.

Whoosh...... The sound of the cold arrow breaking through the air was too obvious, and Chongkui could easily dodge it.

But at that moment, a small figure suddenly rushed out from the side, snorted, and the flesh was torn apart......

Boom!

The little figure fell to the ground and twitched twice, blood flowing out of his mouth, immediately staining the dirty little face.

Chongkui didn't expect someone to block this arrow for her, she could have avoided it herself.

Be careful! Xiao Shulou pulled out his sword, protected Chongkui behind him, and quickly went in!

In this era, human life is like a mustard, let alone civilians who have nowhere to hide in the war......

Chongkui squatted down and gently pulled away the messy hair on her little face.

It's you. It was the little girl who came to her to save her brother.

Elegant...... You...... Saved me...... Brother...... The little girl opened her mouth, and blood kept gushing out, I repay you......

Fool. She didn't have to do it at all.

The little girl grabbed her hand and, with the last of her strength, pleaded: Can you ...... Take my brother ...... Take?

Tears flowed down their faces, and those desperate eyes, like an abyss without a bottom, gradually darkened.

Chongkui nodded: Okay.

The girl's head tilted, her hands drooped, her eyes closed, and a smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

Chongkui raised his head and looked at the people who had taken refuge not far away, and there was a skinny little boy sitting on the ground, his eyes full of tears, looking at her.

Get him out of here. Chongkui's mouth was bitter, and he gave Xiao Shulou an order, and walked back to the carriage quickly, so that those busy guards finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Little master, are you alright? Qingtong was so frightened that his face turned pale.

The arrow just now, if there was no little girl, I am afraid that the little master would be more than lucky!

Chongkui shook his head, supported his forehead with his palm, and lowered his head.

I'm not going to do that again.

She is used to acting alone, and she has always been able to control all situations without accidents.

But here, after all, there are things she didn't expect.

She has no father or mother, she doesn't die now, and she won't live long with her brother. Xiao Shulou said coldly, looking at her appearance, is she sad?

Maybe. Chongkui looked up and saw that many of the thieves in the war had been killed, and the rest fled in different directions.

In less than a moment, it was completely retreated.

So well trained, it doesn't look like an ordinary thief.

In the smoke and dust, a man rode a horse, a red-clothed angry horse, with long hair like a waterfall, like the king of the Shura field.

He rolled over and dismounted, and walked briskly to the carriage, still panting in his voice.

The thieves have retreated, but the little master is safe, right?