Shanjin Town, a border town, although this place is only a low-end town, but every time the market opens, people from all over the country will come here to resell mountain goods and buy daily necessities, so it is also lively when the market opens. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yun Xiaotian drove a carriage to the town to sell medicinal herbs as usual, because his son Yun Feiyang has been clamoring to come to the town to see, these days he is lucky, he picked a lot of herbs in the mountains, the most rare thing is that he also picked a flame grass, although the flame grass is not a very high-grade herb, but it can definitely be sold at a good price. Yun Xiaotian was so happy that he not only agreed to bring his son to the market, but also brought his wife Yang Cui over for the first time, planning to make beautiful clothes for his wife. Thinking that it was difficult for his wife and young son to travel, he also deliberately spent money to rent a carriage, and the family of three had an early meal and happily went straight to the town.

But what Yun Xiaotian never dreamed of was that when he decided to take his wife to the market, a catastrophe had quietly fallen on his head.

After spending a piece of white crystal at the gate of the city, Yun Xiaotian put the carriage away, holding his wife Yang Cui in one hand and Yun Feiyang in the other, and the family of three slowly walked towards the city with the flow of people.

Entering the city gate, you will see a straight bluestone street, the pedestrians on the street rub shoulders, all kinds of shops are neatly lined up on both sides of the street, all kinds of colorful signboard cloth sails are fluttering in the wind, and the noise of selling and pedestrians is mixed together.

"Let's let me go, are you looking for death? Get out of the way, didn't you see my young master riding a good horse?"

"Bang bang!

With the arrogant shouting of a person and the sound of the street vendor falling to the ground, the crowded pedestrians in front instantly rushed to both sides of the street, and the middle of the street suddenly opened up.

Yun Xiaotian often came to the town to sell medicinal herbs, and he also knew that there were many bullies on this street, so he hurriedly picked up his son and pulled his wife with one hand to retreat to the side of the street with the flow of people.

At this time, I saw a group of five people not far away, the two in front of them shouted arrogantly, scolding the pedestrians around from time to time, and behind him a young man in brocade rode a black horse, followed by two men in black shirts. The boy in brocade has a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and a pair of small eyes scanned the women on both sides of the street presumptuously.

As soon as he saw this brocade-clothed boy, Yun Xiaotian's heart suddenly beat, and he hurriedly pulled his wife Yang Cui behind him. Yang Cui seemed to realize something when Yun Xiaotian pulled her, and she also hurriedly wanted to hide behind Yun Xiaotian.

But at this time, the group was only ten steps away from them, and before Yang Cui could completely hide behind Yun Xiaotian, the eyes of the young man in brocade had already stayed on Yang Cui.

"Not good!" Yun Xiaotian secretly screamed in his heart.

The brocade-clothed boy and his entourage walked slowly, and immediately the lord's pair of mouse eyes swept behind Yun Xiaotian unscrupulously.

At this time, Yun Xiaotian looked at these lewd eyes, and although he was afraid, he still forcibly took a step forward, completely blocking his wife behind him.

"You, get out of the way of Young Master Ben!"

At this time, the group had already walked up to the three of the Yun family, and the brocade-clothed boy restrained the horse and condescended, withdrawing a duck-like voice, and shouted at Yun Xiaotian, but his eyes were staring at Yang Cui behind him.

"You Tema, didn't you hear Young Master Murong telling you to get out of the way?"

Yun Xiaotian was still in fright and had not yet come back to his senses, only feeling that his body flew out as soon as he was light, and the father and son both fell heavily on the bluestone street.

"Haha! I didn't expect to meet such a big beauty when I came out today, I haven't seen such a beautiful little lady for a long time, little lady come up!"

"Howling! No.. Yes... ”

As soon as Yun Xiaotian got up from the ground, the demonic voice sounded in his ears, and then he heard his wife crying his name in a heart-rending voice.

Looking up, I saw that the brocade-clothed boy grabbed Yang Cui on the horse, pressed it on the horse's back, and just pressed the person on the horse's back, the goods touched his wife's chest from below with one hand, and the other hand kept groping on his buttocks. The boy in brocade was holding his hands up and down the street, and he kept making a lewd laugh of "hehe" in his mouth.

"Bastard, let go of my mother!"

Yun Xiaotian was still in anger, and Yun Feiyang had already gotten up from the ground one step ahead of him, shouting and rushing towards his mother.

"Yun'er!" the couple shouted at the same time.

"Little bastard, you're looking for death!"

"Bang!"

There was a sudden heart-piercing pain in his stomach, and then there was also a dizziness in his head, and Yun Feiyang fell heavily on the bluestone street again.

"Brute, I'm fighting you!"

"Bang!"

Before Yun Feiyang got up from the ground, he heard his father's roar, and as soon as he stood up, he saw his father slamming on the street beside him, a mouthful of blood mist sprayed right on his face, and his eyes were suddenly blocked by a layer of red clouds.

"Yun'er! Xiaotian, Xiaotian help me。。。。。。 No..... You take Yun'er away。。。。。。 Take Yun'er away... Whining.... ！”

Yun Feiyang wiped the wet things on his face with his hands, and his mother's heart-rending cry came from his ears... When he turned his head to look, he saw his father's body lying beside him, his whole body curled up in pain, and he was spitting blood.

"Daddy!"

Yun Feiyang endured the severe pain on his head, stomach, and back, and hurriedly got up to help Yun Xiaotian.

"Kid! you。。。。。 Fast...... Fast..... Run...... Run!"

Yun Xiaotian was spitting blood and screaming inarticulately.

"Something that doesn't have long eyes, damn miscellaneous! You dare to disturb my young master Yaxing? Make my young master Murong unhappy! Look at Lao Tzu killing you alive!"

With a vicious scolding, Yun Feiyang's small body was kicked up again, and when he stubbornly sat up from the ground again, a scene that he will never forget happened.

I saw a black-shirted man slash his father's neck fiercely, and after a wave of blood rolled, his father's head had been separated from his body, leaving a long blood mark on the bluestone ground.

"Yun'er。。。。。。 Howling sky!"

The mother's painful, helpless, heart-rending cries came from my ears.

Looking up, I saw that my mother was pressed on horseback by the boy in brocade, although she was struggling desperately, but she could only look at herself slightly, and her mother's eyes were full of grief, helplessness, reluctance, and pain. . . The last trace of resoluteness flashed, and the corners of the mother's mouth overflowed with red blood, and she slowly closed her eyes after a while.

"Daddy, mother!"

In an instant, Yun Feiyang only felt that the sky had fallen, although he was not very old, he also completely understood what was happening at this time. But what can he do when he is young?

"Huh。。。 This actually bit her tongue and committed suicide, which was really disappointing. ”

At this time, the goods on horseback saw that Yang Cui suddenly stopped moving, grabbed her hair and raised her head to take a look, and found that she had committed suicide by biting her tongue, so he scolded fiercely, and then threw her off the horse.

Yun Feiyang endured the stinging pain on his body, got up from the ground with a grunt, wiped the tears on his face vigorously, and his dark eyes swept a glance at the five people in the evil young party, instantly imprinted their appearance in his mind, and then took a deep look at his parents who were both lying in a pool of blood, and after a trace of reluctance and pain flashed on his immature face, he resolutely turned around and ran quickly towards the city gate.

At this time, he secretly said in his heart: "Father, mother, as long as the child can escape from this place today, when he grows up, I want these wicked people to repay today's hatred a hundredfold." Today's Hatred!"

No one could have imagined that a twelve-year-old could recover so quickly and make such a decision in this situation and in this environment.