"Bold, I'm Mrs. Cai's niece, don't you want to live?" Hearing this, Huang Yueying couldn't help but shout angrily.

"I'm Mrs. Cai's nephew!" Wang Baoyu pointed to his nose, and then explained, "It's dry." ”

"Oh! Disrespectful, disrespectful! Just when everyone was a little relieved, the beard laughed again and said, "I only listen to Fu Gong's words, no matter who you are, and take your life!" ”

"You're going to rebel!" Huang Yueying scolded angrily.

"You still don't know!"

Seeing this, Zhuge Liang sighed and arched his hand: "Alas, life and death are just fate, everyone, can you let my little girl go?" ”

"Chop the grass and eradicate the roots, wait to kill you, etc., and then go to Wollongong, kill a chicken and dog." The beard said fiercely.

Zhuge Liang, Wang Baoyu and others closed their eyes slightly, quietly waiting for the arrival of the god of death, and the two coachmen were so frightened that the three souls were out of their bodies, constantly kowtowing and begging for mercy, and the fire girl hid in the middle of the package, so frightened that she had passed out.

Zhuge Guo stared at the big round eyes, with a finger in his mouth, grinning at the beard, the smile was so innocent, like the dew on the petals, which made people feel pity.

The bearded face wrinkled, and his steps were a little sluggish, and finally said: "You can die, I will leave this girl to raise." ”

"Thank you, the hero." Zhuge Liang bowed deeply.

Cluck! Zhuge Guo suddenly laughed, Huang Yueying looked at her daughter with some surprise, and her eyes were immediately full of tears. This is the first time that my daughter has laughed since she was born, and it is better than countless beautiful music in the world, but it is a pity that such a young life is about to wither before it can bloom.

However, to everyone's surprise, Zhuge Guo stretched out his immature little fingers, pointed at his beard, and clearly spit out one word: "Death!" ”

"What did you say?" The beard asked, pointing to his nose in disbelief.

"I'll hear them all, and how can you not know?" Huang Yueying looked at her beard angrily and said.

A female doll who is less than 100 days old actually speaks human language, and comes up and says that she will die, is this meeting a fairy or a ghost? The beard only felt that his scalp was numb, and he felt a little more timid in his heart.

Cluck! Zhuge Guo continued to laugh, perhaps laughing too happily, and began to burp continuously. The hiccups made Zhuge Guo feel very uncomfortable, waving his little arms and legs, grinning and wanting to cry.

"I have the heart to keep you, but you don't know what to do, so go with your parents!" The beard is annoyed and embarrassed, and his face is full of murderous energy!

At this moment, a red shadow suddenly appeared not far away, and almost in a wheez, it came to the front, and at the same time, a thunderous roar also came, which shocked everyone's eardrums for a while!

"Don't hurt my brother!"

When Wang Baoyu saw this figure clearly, he was overjoyed, and couldn't help grinning.

"Sister, with my good brother here, we can't die!" Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

"Heaven will never stop me!" Zhuge Liang secretly pulled the collar of his clothes, and the clothes inside were all soaked.

Besides, this red shadow is the horse chasing the wind, and the burly man sitting on the horse, with a masculine face, dressed in black, with a streamer on his head, carrying a Ruyi golden hoop stick, and a treasure knife pinned to his waist, it is Fan Jinqiang.

"Settle this person with me!" The beard suddenly felt bad, and shouted in horror.

"Big brother, kill these bastards, these people were the ones who burned the post station that day." Thinking of the tragic situation that day, Wang Baoyu also had a murderous intent in his heart, and commanded mercilessly.

"Hey, hey, voila!" Fan Jinqiang sneered, took off the golden hoop stick behind him with his backhand, waved it, and swept with all his strength at the strong men with knives who ran under the horse.

I only heard the sound of the long time, and the short knives ushered in by the strong men, where could they withstand the impact of the iron rod weighing eighty catties, came out one after another, and the tiger's mouth cracked one by one, and the blood on the hands did not stop.

"Stupid!" The beard was also completely enraged, only to see him squat, and then flew up, jumping more than two meters high, raising the short knife in his hand, and slashing Huashan with a force, slashing straight down at Fan Jinqiang.

"Big brother, be careful!" Wang Baoyu couldn't help but remind loudly in worry.

In the case of hand-to-hand combat, the gun and stick are not as good as a short knife, there is a way, an inch is short and an inch is dangerous, not to mention that when he saw the beard that day, he was dressed as a general, and as soon as he shot just now, he knew that he had some kung fu.

Then, something happened that everyone didn't expect.

The black shadow horse under Wang Baoyu's crotch suddenly stepped on the ground a few times with his front hooves, and then hissed his neck, and his voice was as loud as a bell, straight into the sky!

At the same time, the wind-chasing horse under Fan Jinqiang's crotch also let out a loud roar, and then suddenly raised his front hooves and stood up, and the horse's head hit the belly of the beard.

Where did he think that a horse would attack him, he was caught off guard, and was almost hit by the horse's head, and his body fell, and something even more eye-catching happened, and the two front hooves of the chasing horse suddenly stretched forward, and he kicked the beard away.

"Chasing the wind, good!" Fan Jin was overjoyed, and hurriedly patted the horse's head and praised it.

However, these strong men were obviously well-trained and fearless of death, and they all picked up the short knives again with their bloody hands, shouting and attacking Fan Jinqiang again.

"Die!" Fan Jinqiang's eyes were full of murder, and with a loud roar, the golden hoop stick in his hand danced with a black light, and his shadow was not visible at all.

The strong men were dazzled for a while, and they were at a loss, but in the black light, the golden hoop stick in Fan Jinqiang's hand kept changing its direction and sticking out its head, stabbing or smashing or sweeping, with amazing strength.

There was a scream, and the strong men fell to the ground one after another, and a large hole appeared in the chest, and blood arrows spurted out, and some were smashed in the heads, and their brains flowed, and the lucky ones were those whose arms and legs were broken, and they fell to the ground and screamed.

Seeing this tragic situation, Zhuge Liang hurriedly covered his daughter's eyes, and his face was sallow, and he felt like vomiting.

Huang Yueying was a little excited, and she couldn't wait to rush up to kill the enemy with Fan Jinqiang, and she applauded in her mouth.

The fire girl who had fainted also woke up at this time, and as soon as she opened her worried eyes, a strong man with a bloody face fell on the pile of luggage.

Ah, the fire girl's eyes rolled and she fainted again.

At this time, the beard covered his chest and struggled to get up from the ground, and he was about to run when he turned around with a staggering step, Fan Jinqiang pulled out the black knife on his waist and aimed it at the beard and was about to throw it.