"Smack!"

As soon as the little boy's words fell, the palm of the pu fan-sized hand was directly fanned.

The little boy's thin body was suddenly knocked to the ground by the huge fan, and the right cheek swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bearded man turned his head sharply, and a pair of cruel eyes instantly stared at the young monk under the tree, but the latter didn't know when he had settled down, and sat cross-legged under the tree, his expression calm, as if he hadn't heard that sentence.

Looking at the meditating young monk, the fierceness in the eyes of the bearded man eased, but there was still vigilance on his face.

"Brother!"

The child beside the little boy heard the crisp sound, quickly raised his head from his knees, looked at the little boy who fell to the ground, and suddenly screamed in panic.

It was a female voice.

Yun Fan's eyebrows couldn't help but raise, this little guy turned out to be a female doll?

It's no wonder that Yun Fan didn't see it before, but this little guy was too sloppy, his clothes were ragged, his hair was unkempt, and he was malnourished, and he looked yellow and thin.

With the help of the little girl, the little boy struggled to sit up from the ground.

The first thing he did when he sat up was not to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but to turn his gaze to the young monk sitting under the tree.

It's just that after seeing that the other party didn't react, there was a look of despair in his eyes.

"Little bunny, you're as cunning as your daddy. The bearded man turned his gaze back, looked at the silent little boy, and sneered.

"I don't understand. The little boy stood up slowly, his body staggering, and there was a red handprint on his right cheek, which was already swollen.

"I don't understand why you didn't kill me and my sister together if you killed my whole family?!" the little boy raised his head suddenly, and his clear eyes met the bearded man without fear.

Even if he stood up, he was only on the same level as the strong man who sat down.

His sister, on the other hand, clung to his tiny arm, and looked nervously and fearfully at the fierce devil.

"Don't understand?" The bearded man seemed to be relying on his powerful spiritual power, and at this time, he did not have the slightest fear, and laughed wildly.

"I have a deep enmity with your family's sea of blood, how can you, a milky little doll, understand?!"

"Back then, your grandfather and my father were friends for eight worships, and the two of them worked together to explore the rivers and lakes, but just for a secret book, your grandfather actually framed my father to death!"

"My Zhang family is a good big family, just because of my father's death, it is slowly declining, but your Song family is on the rise, relying on that secret book to become a famous family!"

The bearded man drank the bottle of wine and threw it fiercely towards the rain curtain not far away.

The bottle of wine turned into a parabola, and in an instant it flew into the rain curtain and disappeared, like a mud cow entering the sea.

"You say!" said the bearded man, spitting at the little boy with a strong smell of wine, "Should he be killed?!"

"Don't say my grandfather couldn't have done such a despicable thing. The little boy replied without hesitation, "Even if you do it, it will not be a disaster for your children and grandchildren!"

"Since my Zhang family has been destroyed, don't think about it better for your Song family!" The bearded man slammed his fist on the ground, and the huge energy suddenly shook the wet soil below and splattered out.

The little boy was shocked by the fierce punch and took a few steps back, but he stubbornly held on to his body and did not fall.

"What, do you want to die?" the bearded man looked at the stubborn gaze in the little boy's eyes and couldn't help but laugh cruelly.

Hearing this, the little boy obviously felt that the little hand that grabbed his arm tightened, and the owner of the hand hid behind the little boy even more uneasily.

"Rather than live like this, it is better to be killed by your palm!" the little boy looked directly into the eyes of the bearded man.

"It's not easy to die, as long as I move my fingers, you two little rabbit cubs will immediately turn into two lonely ghosts. The bearded man looked at the two little guys who were trembling and squinted his eyes slightly.

As he spoke, he also stretched out his palm, and above the palm of his hand, a red spiritual power light cluster quietly appeared, flashing with a faint light.

Looking at the spiritual power light full of danger, the little boy subconsciously took a step back, he had already seen the power of that spiritual power light.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you now, I want you two to be tortured in pain, and I want the only two juniors of your Song family to become slaves of my Zhang family!" The bearded man laughed in a low voice, his eyes full of madness.

Listening to this chilling voice, the two children who were not yet five years old couldn't help but tremble, and their eyes showed despair.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, the little boy quickly turned around and knelt down on his knees without hesitation at the figure sitting under the tree.

The skinny boy's legs didn't look as thick as a bearded man's arms, but they looked unusually heavy.

The boy had gold under his knees.

The thin boy kowtowed to the young monk, his voice trembling a little.

"Please save our brother and sister!"

The younger sister next to the boy was also busy kneeling down with her brother and kowtowing together.

"Hahaha!" The bearded man couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the two thin figures, but he had no intention of stopping them.

Judging from the previous situation, this young monk obviously did not dare to meddle with his affairs.

The road is facing the sky, each going to one side, and no one cares about anyone's affairs, this is the law of survival in this world.

"In this kind of world, do you think you will meet so many knights with sick brains?" the bearded man sneered, glancing at the young monk who was still with his eyes closed.

"Please help our brother and sister!" The thin boy seemed to grasp the last straw, ignoring the words of the bearded man, and continued to knock his head to the ground.

Although there were no fine stones on the ground covered with thick dead leaves, the little boy couldn't bear to snort very hard, as if he was afraid that the young monk would not see his sincerity, and his forehead was already a little red and swollen.

"Stubborn!" the bearded man snorted coldly, grabbed a roast chicken and took a bite hard.

The monk remained unmoved.

"Please save our brother and sister!" the thin boy slammed his head on the ground for the third time with a soft thud.

"What a dead thing!" the bearded man threw the roast chicken to the ground, got up, and walked in the direction of the little boy.

"You... Don't come, don't come!" The little girl, who was kneeling beside the boy, screamed in surprise when she saw the hateful-looking devil coming towards them, and her face was full of panic and fear.

The little boy protected the little girl behind him, and his expression was also fearful.

But he is an older brother after all, and he has to protect the little girl no matter what.