Maybe I'm really stupid, why do I think my life is getting better and better after this assassination? Probably because Adeno is so badly injured and doesn't die, which gives me a delusion that things are going to get better and better. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In this case, it can be seen that Adeno and Fell are all the way, and they are specially here to kill me.

I think that when I meet such two people, I will definitely live for a long time, I will definitely be bullied, and I will definitely die early. It's really sad, why would I encounter such a situation, meet such two people.

When I finally woke up, I saw a crowd of people surrounding our caravan. The men in the caravan were tied up and thrown together, guarded by men with large horse scimitars. The women in the caravan, uh, there was an ambiguous sound in the air, and Yacheng knew what happened to them.

I am in the middle of a pile of women at the moment, there are not many women in the caravan, most of them are middle-aged women and children, only a few little girls, about fifteen years old. They were divided and tied together according to their own age, and I was surprised that I was divided into fifteen-year-old girls.

After all, my age is here, and I can still be classified like this, which is what I like.

Among the little girls who were tied, I was the first. The little girls around me were shivering and speaking in a language I didn't understand. At first, I wanted to hear them, but they were too small and fast for me to hear.

After listening to it for a while, I gave up listening. When I was bored, I started looking for Adeno. Adeno is a man who shines as brightly as the sun, and even if he is injured, he still has huge chest muscles and a good figure. I thought I could find him on my own, but the truth was that he slapped me hard, and I didn't see Adeno at all, but I saw a lot of glaring things.

I looked up at the sky, and I saw so many "don't look at it" things, would I have a needle's eye? I remember that I asked one of my younger brothers before, because his identity was a little different from ours, so my mother followed the previous system and arranged for this younger brother to secretly protect him, and also gave him a very awesome name, called "Dark Guard".

The intention is that they come without a trace, go without a trace, and hide their figures.

However, I often see them standing in trees and standing on the side of the road, and they are really blind to such a meaningful name.

It's out of the way again.

In the back, my younger brother always had to do things for the sake of succession, so I went to ask my younger brother.

"Are your Dark Guardians really following you all the time?"

"Of course. "He's writing.

"And your Dagong too?"

"Of course. His writing hand paused.

"Then when you spread the branches and spread the lineage, were they there?"

“...... Yes. "He stopped writing, looked up and drove me, trying to catch people every minute.

"Then why don't they have a needle's eye?" I asked my most important question.

"Because as soon as it grows, it will be chopped up by me!" he said, reaching out and starting to chase me.

In this case, I don't know why the eye of the needle will not grow because of "don't look at it". If you don't know, you don't need to know.

By the time I was in a daze, it was my turn.

Two men with large sabers at their waists stepped forward, and as soon as they approached me, I smelled a strong smell. Just as I was about to hold my breath, the two men saw my hair and my eyes, and their eyes lit up, and they hesitated a little, and reached out and pulled a little girl behind me into the improvised tent.

Then, the sound of ambiguity, begging for mercy, and the sound of body collision came out.

It was really a ** night, and I was speechless.

In the end, both of them avoided pulling me in, and in the end, I was the only one left behind.

Waiting for everything to be over, the man in the improvised tent came out. By the way, one thing I didn't make clear, the men here also have a habit of wearing no clothes in the summer, and only putting a beautifully made cover on top of their little brother.

That's how the people in the makeshift tents are dressed.

With my head down, I maintained a "no disrespect" attitude and resolutely did not look at this man. After all, not every robber's boss is good-looking, and not every man has a figure like Adenor.

The boss walked out, pointed at me and said, "Thank you for the information." "It was loud to speak. The stained women around him, as well as the men on the side, heard this. And I couldn't understand what he was saying.

After the boss said this, someone stepped forward and loosened the rope that bound me. The boss patted me on the head and shoulder, and left.

At that time, I thought it was because I was too old, or because of my black hair and black eyes, that they didn't dare to touch me.

After the group had gone, I stepped forward to untie the ropes from them, and when they were all untied, I saw Adeno standing in the center, half-eyed, and in bad spirits. This kid, when did he hide.

I was about to say something to blow Adeno and satisfy my old heart, but something happened.

A man kicked me directly in the back, and I was defenseless, staggered a few steps, fell to the ground, and ate a mouthful of sand.

I was about to stand up, but before I could straighten up, I was kicked on my back again, and I fell to the ground again, several times in succession, and I was kicked and spit fell on my body, and I had no chance to resist at all, and I was punched and kicked one after another, and they said things that I couldn't understand.

What a disaster.

In their punches and kicks, they kicked me, and I didn't have time to stand up, so I could only protect my head and expose my back under their punches and kicks. Compared to his stomach, his back is still better than his beating.

"Knock-" Someone brought me a stick or something, and hit me directly on the back, so painful that I frowned and couldn't say anything.

In this case, I really don't know what to say. Even if I know how to do kung fu, it is impossible to get out of this situation, only to bear it silently.

"Whoa," a scream appeared, "look at the wound on her body, what's going on." ”

After this reminder, the punches and kicks on me weakened, and I was able to take the time to get up, stand up, and look at the person who was punching and kicking me.