Before entering the house, I heard that there was someone in Old Man Li's house, and Xiao Yina was afraid that there would be an ambush, so she tricked Li San'er out with a little trick, and only then did she have the scene of the big water rushing into the Dragon King Temple that she saw before. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If it weren't for Li San and Li Kui's brothers standing up in front of the two girls, Xiao Yina might have turned back to solve these two "moles" who had no martial arts skills in order to save her worries.

Now, after hearing Old Man Li's words, the two brothers who have nothing to do with the city have been kept in the dark.

Listening to Li Kui's righteous indignation: "Dad! The old lord is not kind to our family! My mother passed away that year, and we had no money to bury it, so it was the old lord who gave us money to bury my mother." At that time, my younger brother was still young and couldn't wean from milk, and he was also the younger brother of the nurse of the lord's mansion, otherwise how could such a young child stand it!"

Li San also knew that the Li family had received a lot of favors from the lord, and he really couldn't bear to see that this betrayal of his benefactor was actually done by his own father.

"Oh boy, I didn't know I was a bastard!

But don't you remember what happened to the two of you three months ago?! I'm really afraid that the old Li family's incense will be broken, and I will be ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors under Jiuquan!"

"Dad, I'd rather die!" Li San gritted his teeth.

"Dad! I'm more uncomfortable alive than dead now!" Li Kui's blood gushed upward, I don't know whether to be angry or regretful, his big head was so worried that his facial features moved, and he shook his head, "Dad! A child is unkind and unjust when he lives, how will he behave in the future!"

"Oh?" Bai Gezi listened to Coke, "Your father saved you, you can't be a person and blame your father, how can this be ordered?"

If you can't make it, I'll make it for you!"

I saw Bai Gezi shaking his hand and pulling out the sword at his waist, this loss of kung fu does not mean that he doesn't even have the strength to draw the sword and cut people, "Look!"

Raise your arm and sword above your head,

"Click!"

"Ahh

Old man Li screamed miserably, holding his half-broken neck, and the wound on the bone was bleeding.

His mouth was full of blood blisters, and he threw himself on the ground and couldn't do it, and his hands were still crawling in the direction of his two sons.

"Isn't it clean when you're dead?

Ahahahaha!" Marco laughed wildly. "You dead old man, I hate spies who tell the news the most!"

Old man Li's face was full of remorse, his eyes were staring at him, his mouth couldn't be closed, looking at his two sons, he couldn't look at him.

Li San'er couldn't remember any treacherous spies at this time, Li Kui's head was also buzzing like a galloping horse, and his cerebral blood vessels were about to burst:

"Daddy!"

"Daddy!" the two boys said, "Poof!" and fell to their knees in unison, crying bitterly.

"Dad!" Li Kui beat his chest and slapped himself, and his younger brother smashed his fist to the ground and crushed his steel teeth!

"You're so ruthless!" little Ina glared at Marco,

"Yo? That's not ...... I guess you're not going to be a spy for the Knight Guild, are you? His sister called you to save people?

Haha? Did I get that right?"

Little Ina didn't talk.

Lin Ke'er saw that Old Man Li's blood was splashed five steps and died in front of him, his heart was in pain like a pinprick, and he stared at Marco with his eyebrows:

"You will have retribution!

Someday, someone will clean you up!"

"Hmph, the dead duck has a hard mouth, hum you scold," Marco sneered: "There is a time when you can't beg for death!" He said fiercely, and then glanced at the left and right, and the black-clothed assassins all took a step forward, and the surging coercion made the three people who didn't know martial arts hold their breath in their chests and couldn't breathe, and they took three steps back and leaned against the fence of the courtyard wall with their hearts beating faster and cold sweat flowing.

It was only little Ina, gritting her teeth and refusing to retreat, the beads of sweat on her forehead slid down and dripped on her shoes, and she carried a dagger less than two feet horizontally, and she was on the same line with an enemy a hundred times more than her.

"Little girl, I didn't say you, what's so good about the Knight Association?" Marco rose again: "The little one looks very handsome, if you abandon evil and follow me from good, I promise not to blame you in the past, and I still eat and drink spicy food every day." ”

"Bullshit!" Little Ina stared at the coercion of the mountain and spat out two words from between her teeth.

"I said little girl, did the Knight Association teach you stupidly? You are so uneducated, you will scold people when you open your mouth?"

"I want you dead!" said little Ina fiercely.

"Hah, will you count? I have three garrison squadrons here, one hundred and fifty good soldiers, fifty of them are intermediate samurai, and two squadrons of flying locusts, don't you look around, long eyes, you are surrounded by two hundred and fifty people of our Assassin Guild like an iron bucket, what do you want to kill me?

Are you scared stupid, or are you really going to go all the way to the dark!"

Marco really wanted to catch a live mouth at this time, maybe he could get useful news out of this little girl's mouth.

"If I count to three, you'll die!" Little Ina raised her eyebrows: "One!"

"Hey, this girl is stupid! You talk in your dreams!" Marco raised his head, and dozens of people laughed loudly. "If you're stupid, I don't want you. ”

"Two!" Little Ina puffed out her chest and hunched her back like a leopard.

"Yo, do you want to fight hard?" Marco shook the reins and turned the horse's head, he was now losing all his martial arts, and he was very sorry for his life. Immediately, two squads of more than a dozen Black Assassins stood between him and Little Ina.

"Three! do it!" Little Ina burst into a loud shout, the atmosphere suddenly became cold, and suddenly two fiery powers rushed into the sky from the north and south, squeezing the people of the Assassin Guild in the middle, and before Marco could react to give the order, he heard screams from both directions, one was miserable, "Ah!"

"My Mom!"

"Wow, death is coming! Captain, help!"

The junior samurai arranged in the outer circle were all small assassins with little combat experience, and when they were suddenly attacked, they were in chaos, and the formation was compressed inward, and there was not much room left in the middle of the encirclement. In addition, the Assassin Association is not good at fighting in groups with hard bridges and hard horses, and this encirclement formation with strong bows and crossbows is all aimed at the prey in the circle, and it does not take into account the possibility of someone coming to the rescue!

In the middle of the formation, Marco heard a thunderous explosion in his left ear: "South! Fang! Soldiers! Regiment! Kill!"

Riding on a horse and looking at the south, I saw a red-faced killing god, with a bare backbone, and the arms and legs were as thick as iron shafts.

Before Marco could come back to his senses, the hole in his right ear was almost deafened: "North, Fang, Soldiers, Regiment, Kill!!" Turning his head again, he saw a nine-foot man dragging a whistle stick with a steel core and solid shaft upside down, "Da! Da!" The footsteps were murderous with the wind, and a steel rod was chopped down on the head, and the assassin who was blocking the road was photographed into a black cloth wrapped in meat sauce!

Good guys, when did you come out of the master!

Marco's heart was shocked, and with his eyesight, he could see at a glance that these two tigers were not good at coming, and they had to have the skills of high-level warriors!

What do you hear more: the Northern Corps has been killed!

The roar of the Southern Corps again, he has to be unpredictable, isn't it that the Knight Association is really pressing the border and hitting the door?