The three Yan soldiers spoke half-baked Chinese, but Shen Mengxi also felt panic from those words, from their not-so-kind eyes, and from their bloodstains.

It's not a Azusa tour, it's not a Azusa tour.

Shen Mengxi screamed coquettishly, and ran back, but how the woman's footsteps were compared to the man, almost between two breaths, a Han Yan soldier chased after him, and directly grabbed Shen Mengxi's arm that was placed behind him. "Beauty, did you run away?"

As Shen Mengxi was caught, the other two people all looked at the frightened Shen Mengxi as if they were looking at their prey, like helpless birds, their eyes full of panic.

There were few pedestrians on the street because of the Yan soldiers' pressure, and several families seemed to hear Shen Mengxi's call for help, opened the doors and windows and stretched out their heads, but Adalu stared at the people who stuck out his heads with his fierce eyes, and said viciously. "Look at what, Han Pig!"

The people were forced by the murderous eyes to close the doors and windows again.

"What are you going to do? Daddy, daddy is nearby, daddy is nearby. Shen Mengxi was busy, but even so, she didn't know if Ziyou was really nearby, that was her only hope, her only sense of security.

Father? Dad naturally refers to Ziyou, but for these Yan soldiers, they can't understand Shen Mengxi's logic, what is Dad? Able to scare them? It's ridiculous.

Without the slightest hesitation, the haze gradually shrouded Shen Mengxi's sky like a dark cloud.

Shen Mengxi twisted his body, but his two wrists had been restrained by the two Han people, Adalu smiled, and put a knife on Shen Mengxi's little face, looking at her trembling appearance, Adalu's inner frenzy became more and more high, it was really a good day.

"Take it away." Adalu said to his men, looking for a remote place to enjoy it, the house where the couple had just killed was a good place.

At this moment, one of the Han men groaned, squatted down with his head in his hands, and a fist-sized stone fell to the ground, and there was a trace of blood at the sharp corner.

"Who!"

The other two men immediately became alarmed, and someone threw a stone at them, people? Which people are so bold and dare to touch their Yan people? It wasn't until they saw the man who threw the stone that they were not only angry.

It turned out to be a little boy of seven or eight years old.

Compared with Yan Bing's anger, the ruthlessness on the little boy's face was even stronger, the flawed and cracked appearance had reached the extreme, there were tears on his face, and his small lips were stained with snot that had not been wiped off, and he was trembling.

It was an expression of pain and hatred, completely condensed on one face, overflowing.

"Bastard! Bastard! Yes! ”

The little boy, screaming in pain, with his shaking, lifted the stone again and threw it at the three Yan soldiers.

Only this time, the three people who had already been on guard easily dodged.

A little child, how dare to do this to them, it made Adalu feel quite unhappy, looked at it, the Han man who was covering his head, it is estimated that the smash was not light, and he still hasn't stood up yet, let the other person look at Shen Mengxi, he hurriedly ran towards the little boy.

The little boy did not run away, nor was he timid, hatred blinded his eyes, anger filled his heart, and he kept throwing stones at Adalu.

It's just that those stones were either blocked by Adalu with his arm, or directly dodged, and they couldn't hurt him at all, and they couldn't even stop his steps, even if he couldn't breathe.

"Smash it." Adalu cursed, approached the little boy's side, and punched him in the temple, and the little boy was completely stunned.

"Don't!" Shen Mengxi shouted from behind, she couldn't bear to let a child be treated like this.

It's just that this kind of appeal, the stones that fell into the deep well, can't be shocked by a single echo.

Adalu grabbed the boy by the collar and lifted him up, who was already a little confused by the punch he had just given, the punch was heavy, and the nosebleeds mixed with his tears and snot flowed down little by little.

"Boy, you dare to throw stones at us, do you know the consequences!"

The little boy didn't speak, he tilted his head, panting, he was uncomfortable with the big hand card on his collar, and his hands were as heavy as lead, but still with the strength of milk, he raised his hands, grabbed Adalu's wrists, and used his nails to dig into his flesh and blood, and said weakly. "Bastard, bastard."

Seeing that he was like this in time, and still stubbornly opposed himself, Adalu was simply furious, but after thinking about it, he seemed to understand something. "You're the son of those two Han Pigs just now."

"Hu Dog." The little boy said.

Adalu threw the boy to the ground, and could no longer tolerate the cutlass and raised it high above the top.

At this time, Shen Mengxi didn't know where the strength came from to break free from the guard of the Han Yan soldiers, and at the moment when Adalu raised the scimitar, he pounced on the little boy, hugged the little boy, and wanted to protect her.

"Don't, don't, let him go, he's just a kid."

The little boy was lying on the ground, under the protection of Shen Mengxi, his body twitched a little, his eyes were blank, as if he had accepted his fate, but finally muttered slightly. "Dad, mother."

Uncontrollable tears rolled down his already paralyzed expression.

"Han pigs, see clearly, the fate of going against our Hu people is like this." Aluda opened his voice and shouted, he wanted all the Han people to hear clearly, he wanted to make an example of the chickens.

"Soon here, this Selangor city will be in the pocket of our Yan soldiers, if you want to live, kneel down to our Hu people, honor our Hu people with your food, and give your wives and daughters to our Hu people to enjoy, you are just Han pigs, pigs raised by our Hu people in the Central Plains, as long as we want to eat you at any time! The iron cavalry of the Hu people will break through your resistance, and in the end you can only prostrate yourself as a low-ranking subordinate. ”

Adalu looked coldly at Shen Mengxi and the little boy below, the raised scimitar was about to fall.

The coldness behind her made Shen Mengxi obviously feel a chill down her spine, but she didn't flinch, just protecting the little boy under her, she also cried, but in death, there was still the last hope.

He opened his throat and cried out loud. "Daddy."

"Daddy."

The reverberation over Selangor could not be calmed down for a long time.

For a long time, the knife did not fall, and Shen Mengxi did not feel pain, I don't know what happened, I turned back timidly, and faced those narrow eyes.

"Since you come to our Han territory to pretend to be forced, you must have the consciousness of being grassed." Ziyou said. (To be continued.) )