"Daddy is really careless! Such an important cheat is placed at hand, in case it is touched by a thief, wouldn't it be a big loss!"

He casually opened the book, only to see a few lines of wild small characters on the title page, the handwriting was bright red, and it seemed that he had only written it for a short time.

"I know what the destiny is, and the soul will last forever. Cereals is in a secluded place, and the wine sword tries the heroes. ”

The immature little face looked at it in a daze, and he muttered twice in his mouth, but he didn't understand it, so he waved his little head and approached the smaller line next to the handwriting.

It reads:

"Without the permission of the ancestors, I dare not pass on the secret method of the Xiao family. Only one set of basic martial arts is left for children and grandchildren. ”

At first glance, it is clear that this word was written by Xiao Jiu, which means to leave a set of martial arts for his son and grandson to learn, which is quite a bit of an explanation of the future.

"Pedantic!" he waved his face, disdainful Nunu mouth, but he couldn't wait to turn the next page in his hand.

The concise lines are presented in the pages of the book, outlining a thin figure, raising his palms and fists, stepping on lunges, and his body is like a spirit ape ready to pounce.

On the side of the vivid figure, the words "Twelve Ancestral Fists" are written.

He's waiting to take a closer look.

Suddenly, an itch came into his nostrils, he subconsciously sniffed his nose, and suddenly his head sank, the sky spun around, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Before fainting, he only felt a cold face, and his entire face was printed in the middle of the book "Xiao's Secret Record". The smell of foul animal blood stuffed into the nasal passages.

"Big brother, your method is still effective! In this way, we can rob the Xiao Jiu family without knowing it. Why don't you worry if he doesn't hand over the treasure then!"

A small voice sounded from outside the bamboo courtyard. A tall and thin figure held a fan incense blowpipe and said excitedly to the short and fat warrior beside him.

"Alright, less. The short and fat warrior waved his hand slightly, and shouted in a deep voice, "Kill the woman, and take the child away." As he spoke, he swept into the house first.

"Big brother, why do you want to kill the woman? We might as well take it away together, in case Xiao Jiu is a hard bone, we can also kill her to deter her, and when the time comes, why worry about him not complying." Besides, ahem, I think she has a bit of a look, wouldn't it be a pity to kill her. ”

The tall and thin man followed closely behind like a bamboo pole, smacking his lips and reluctantly suggesting to the short and fat warrior.

"Fool! Something that is not enough to achieve, and more than to lose!" the Humpty Dumpty Warrior slapped him on the head, knocking him back a few steps and whispering.

"Isn't it a good place to leave the tribe in the south, and the eagle guards patrol everywhere and supervise them strictly. It is not easy for you and I to take this child captive. You stupid mind wants to take such a big living person with you. If you're not careful, ten of you won't be enough to die!"

"Got it...... "The tall thin man rubbed his head with a cheeky face, and said with a smile: "Big brother, I was wrong, it's all my fault, or your old man is wise!"

"Don't shoot the sycophants, hurry up, kill the women, take the children away!" the short and fat warrior snorted coldly and walked straight into the back room.

The thin and tall man didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly went in, pulled out the dagger at his waist, and was eager to make a meritorious performance.

Lan Xi slept in a dream, and her body was incense, unaware that her husband Xiao Jiu had fled overnight, and her life and that of her child were in an instant.

Her delicate face was hazy in the night, like a light veil, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she couldn't bear to say goodbye to this cruel world.

Thin and tall with a low identity, he usually fights and kills, and has more contact with peddlers, pawns and vulgar martial artists, where have he seen such a beauty up close, and he suddenly looked stupid.

"This Xiao wine is really blessed, but it's a pity, the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty, no wonder me!" He raised the dagger, stabbed his wrist hard, and stabbed Lan Xi's neck, intending to cut his throat with a sword and let him die silently.

"Be careful!"

Humpty Dumpty Warrior suddenly let out a low roar.

Two iron arrows shot out from the opposite wall, straight at the door. His face changed slightly, his short body retreated, and he let the two arrows rub his hair, and with two "flutters" sounds, he shot into the bamboo wall behind him.

The tall and thin man was not as agile as he was, and only halfway through his dagger, a thin black arrow burst out from under the bed, piercing his throat.

His eyes were round, and he couldn't believe it, and he was pushed by the arrow to raise his head and fall to the ground, and his thin legs twitched twice, and he lost his movement.

Humpty Dumpty saw his tragic death in a hurry, and his eyes were tearing with hatred.

This little brother had not been with him for long, and he had not been brought out a few times before he died so silently! In this way, he was left alone, and he felt miserable when he thought about it.

When it rains, there is no little brother holding an umbrella, and no one stands guard to patrol the mountains during robbery, even if he steals incense...... There is a lack of someone to put (shoot) the whistle (photo)!

This emotion is a long story, but it is actually fleeting.

A slender rope popped out silently, instantly wrapping around the short and fat warrior's ankle, and as his steps changed, it suddenly tightened, binding him squarely.

He secretly shouted in his heart that it was not good, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly kicked his legs and tried to break free.

Who knew that it was okay for him to not move his feet, and when he struggled slightly, the rope was immediately stimulated to tighten quickly, and his ankle was stabbed like a split.

This rope was thin and tough, and there were three-edged pyramid thorns densely tied to it, and all of them pierced into the body of the short and fat warrior, making him feel painful.

"Ahh

This bone-piercing pain, painful to the bone marrow, is by no means endurable by ordinary people. Humpty Dumpty Warrior exclaimed in surprise and screamed one after another.

As the sound fell, another thin rope stopped in the air, and immediately wrapped around his neck, pulling hard, and sliding towards the wall behind him.

"No!

Humpty Dumpty screamed so violently that he thought the spikes on the rope were about to pierce his throat.

After the rope slid into the wall, there was nothing unusual, but it just strangled him into a muffled grunt and tightly bound to the bamboo wall.

Only then did I hear the sound of rustling, and it seemed that someone had gotten up from the ground. Then, a childish voice came.

"Hey, buddy, introduce yourself, my name is Xiao Nan, I'm two years old, what about you?"

The short and fat warrior looked in horror, only to see the immature child, who had already fainted, rubbing his nose with his small hands and slowly getting up.

He kicked the dead thin man twice in disgust, and looked at it calmly, his eyes bright, like two stars in the night sky.

Xiao Nan was unhappy, very unhappy. He was reborn not long ago, and he became a little interested in this world, and he had not lived a good and wonderful life, and he almost died in the hands of two "hairy thieves"!

Shame!

He squinted at the fat man, and killing thoughts surged. After two years of cultivation in this world, he has long been accustomed to life and death, and he has no rejection of killing people.

The law of the jungle is the principle of this world.

"Woo woo, woo woo woo!" The short and fat warrior was terrified, he didn't know where this child came from, it was so evil that a veteran warrior like him couldn't help but stand on end.

"Hehe, don't kill me?" Xiao Nan chuckled, understood his plea, but didn't care, but dragged over the small bamboo stool he often sat on, and lifted his little Erlang's legs, like an underworld boss judging his subordinates.

"Want to live...... You can also. Tell me, who are you and why are you here?"

He gently rubbed the gourd pendant on his chest. The rope mechanism seemed to be instructed to slowly loosen, relaxing the shortly fat warrior's neck and allowing him to speak.

"Spare your life, master, spare your life!" The short and fat warrior burst into tears, crying and immediately begging, "I have a seventy-year-old mother on me, and a ...... on me Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Huh?" Xiao Nan's face was slightly gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "Just a short and poor man like you, you dare to delay time with me." From now on, you only have three breaths. Life or death, you choose. ”