The strong woman thought about it, shook her head and said, "No, no." If you don't come tomorrow, won't you deceive the slaves? In this way, I followed you to see that Brother Cheng, and I was relieved to hear what he said in person. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the wild boar and threw it on the wooden shelf.

Seeing that this strong woman was not deceived, and seeing her strength, Sanming couldn't help but look at the big ugly, and smiled helplessly.

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The wind blew gently, the snowflakes became fluttering, and a large group of people who helped the old and the young walked silently in the wind and snow, walking along the road to the south.

Go south, go south! People don't know exactly where they're going, but when war and killing come from the north, they have to flee.

Chen Daotong looked at the gloomy sky, and couldn't help sighing, the road was long, and he didn't know when he would be able to arrive, and he didn't know if he would be able to make it all the way.

Although he is not a scholarly family, he is also a Qihuang family, and his life is stable, but because the Mongolian army went south, he plundered in Shandong, Hebei and other places, and local thieves swarmed, resulting in the destruction of the family. Only her daughter Chen Mengyao is still around, but she also lost her heart because she witnessed the tragic death of her mother and siblings, and she often had seizures, which is regrettable.

"Hee-hee." Chen Mengyao, who had been silent beside her, suddenly laughed, stuck out her tongue, and went to catch the falling snowflakes, with a very enjoyable expression on her face.

"Yao'er-" Chen Daotong wanted to speak and stopped, he really didn't know what to say to his crazy daughter, and his hand involuntarily touched the scratches on his face, which was also the mark left on himself when his crazy daughter was sick.

After another journey in the wind and snow, large woods appeared on both sides of the road in front of them, and there was a small path in the woods on the left that led to the hill in the distance.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation and screaming in the team behind him, and he vaguely heard someone shouting: "The robbers are coming, and the Mongolian army is coming." ”

Whether it is a robber or a Mongolian army, it is the same robbery and killing. Hearing the shouts, the fleeing people fled in all directions screaming as if they had blown up the camp.

Chen Daotong dragged his daughter into the woods on the left side with a group of people, desperately trying to escape. The sound of horses' hooves was faintly heard behind him, and the sound of screams could be heard in the distance.

"Run, Yao'er, run, don't look back." Chen Mengyao was obviously a little sluggish, and looked back stupidly, so anxious that Chen Daotong screamed.

"Whoosh!" With a sound, Chen Daotong felt a sharp pain in his arm, and couldn't help but pounce forward, fell on his heels, and brought Chen Mengyao down, his face was scratched by the dead branches, and blood flowed out.

was hit by an arrow, Chen Daotong wanted to get up, but he didn't succeed. He felt that he couldn't be spared today, so he pushed his daughter with all his might, and gasped and urged: "Yao'er, you run, run-"

Chen Mengyao sat on the ground and rubbed her sore knees, blinked her eyes, looked at her father strangely, shook her head, and pouted: "Daddy, my daughter doesn't know the way, where is she going?" ”

Chen Daotong's heart ached, a crazy girl, lonely, what will happen in the future, only resigned to fate, and I don't know what role the silk strips sewn on her clothes can play.

"Run to the mountains, run, see if your mother is there, hurry-" Chen Daotong's eyes darkened, and he forced himself to speak.

A powerful big hand grabbed Chen Daotong, and the other slightly slender hand carried Chen Mengyao, but a big man and a woman in a strong suit came from behind. The big man still had a little girl tied to his chest, staring at round and big eyes, with a frightened look.

The big man ran briskly, and there were more people in his hands, but the speed was much slower. As he was about to run out of the woods and onto the path, he snorted, and had been hit by an arrow in his arm.

Fortunately, the arrow has already weakened a little, and it does not penetrate deeply. The big man gritted his teeth and endured the pain, the spear in his hand slammed on the ground, and bursts of white gas came out of his mouth. He was afraid that others would be distracted, so he only urged his daughter to pull Chen Mengyao and follow the trail towards the Taoist temple on the hillside. His steps began to float, showing that his strength was about to be exhausted, and he was barely able to support it.

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Meng Jiucheng was awakened by the surging crowd that fled into the Taoist temple. The sound of screams and footsteps was mixed, and he was startled by the sight of dozens of people pouring into the main hall and rushing to the backyard.

This, this, I drew a map, not a treasure map, why did I come to rob it? Meng Jiucheng buckled his hat and rushed out of the house, picked up the big gun, and assumed a posture of guard.

The people who fled entered the Taoist temple, and some sat down, panting breathlessly; Some are frightened, hiding like headless flies; Fortunately, there were still a few sensible people who saw Meng Jiucheng blocking the door of the room, and pounced on him to shout and appeal.

"Help!"

"Dao Chief, help!"

Meng Jiucheng was dizzy from the gossip, but he probably understood what was going on. The gang did not come to rob the house, but were victims of the robbery.

"Silence, silence." Meng Jiucheng put away the big gun, waved his hand vigorously, and asked, "Do you know whether it is a Jin soldier, a Mongol, or a robber under the mountain?" ”

Several people standing in front of Meng Jiucheng looked at each other, and ran away together, not seeing who it was.

That's a bit of a trick! If it was the Jin soldiers, or the Mongolian army, Meng Jiucheng didn't think he could stop it. In that case, he's going to have to go—well, that's going to have to run! By the way, there is a cave on the top of the mountain, so I'll run away and become a wild man!

"It's a rebel." A voice sounded, immediately attracting Meng Jiucheng's attention.

The big man with an arrow in his arm walked over slowly, and with some difficulty untied the little girl from his chest. The little girl looked like she was five or six years old, and she was thin and weak, and her big eyes were even more visible. Holding the man's sleeve, the little girl half-hid behind the big man and looked at Meng Jiucheng timidly.

"Huh, it's you?" Meng Jiucheng immediately recognized Mu Yi.

Mu Yi also recognized Meng Jiucheng who was wearing a hat and smiled ugly.

"Daoist?" Mu Xiaowei also squeezed over, screaming in surprise, and a little embarrassed, thinking that calling this sentence was not to make Meng Jiucheng unhappy.

Meng Jiucheng nodded, now is not the time to be noisy, and hurriedly asked Mu Yi, "How many soldiers are there?" ”

"Twenty or thirty, right?" Mu Yi was also a little unsure, and added: "It may be a striker, there are not many people, but they are all riding horses, and there should be a few guys with good riding and martial arts." ”

How many can Lao Tzu fight? Although Meng Jiucheng has practiced martial arts, he doesn't know how powerful he is, and he has little experience in fighting with others. Cutting is cutting, this is a fight for his life, how can he have the bottom in his heart? Besides, the rebels are more powerful than the robbers, at least they are relatively well equipped.

But it was too embarrassing to flee without a fight, and Meng Jiucheng felt that he had to look at the situation. If it really can't work, it should be too late to escape from the collapsed half-walled backyard into the forest, right?