Then everyone laughed even more.

Fu Yingran has become accustomed to the shy blush when she first heard these ambiguous teases, and even learned from her mother-in-law and aunt to tease 'Handsome Son'.

Fu Fu nodded her forehead dotingly, and came back teasing not to be outdone, "It's getting late, and Madame will starve if she doesn't go back to her husband—"

The voice elongated the tone, and the hunger he said seemed to have another metaphor, and the tone was so beautiful that the elderly aunts couldn't help but blush.

Although her face has become thicker these days, she is still embarrassed by his words.

It's getting more and more unserious.

"Go back quickly, Jun Gongzi is in a hurry."

The mother-in-law and aunts made fun of it again, snickering and pushing Fu Yingran back.

Fu Yingran secretly scolded Fu Yan, and walked quickly to Lizheng's house with a red face.

They are now staying at Lizheng's house, and Lizheng's family is very warm to them and very considerate.

After eating a very sumptuous dinner in an ordinary farmhouse, Fu Yingran and Fu Yan went back to the house early to pack their things, and they had already told Li Zheng that they would leave tomorrow morning.

Although Li Zheng was reluctant, he was not easy to stop, and only instructed the daughters and daughters-in-law of the family to prepare some dry food and home-smoked cooked food for the guests to take on the road to eat, which was also a little bit of their heart.

During the three days that the two distinguished guests lived in his house, they were very generous, and they made a lot of money, which was almost comparable to the harvest of the previous year.

When people are leaving, they naturally make comprehensive arrangements, starting from the beginning to the end.

It's night.

She was sleeping soundly, when a scream jolted her from her dream, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a bright red sprinkled on the window lattice, which looked shocking in the dim candlelight.

A spirit sat up, his shoes not yet dressed, when the door was suddenly smashed open from the outside, and then a figure fell in like a willow leaf, his face covered in blood, and he convulsed a few times before he stopped moving.

It's Rizheng!

Fu Yingran was so shocked that he didn't have time to find out if Li Zheng was still alive, and a fierce man had already rushed in with a big knife.

The man's big bronze eyes had been stained red with blood, and there were dead things as far as the eye could see, and the big knife he raised was blood-colored and murderous.

Without any hesitation, he moved neatly and quickly, and Fu Yiran subconsciously dodged, but she was against the kang behind her, and there was no way out left and right, and there was nowhere to escape.

Seeing that the knife was about to slash into her face, she gathered her strength and was about to fight for her life, but the man's swing of the knife suddenly froze in mid-air.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Fu Yingran, who was facing it, was scalded.

Fu Yiran struggled to push the corpse that was pressed on his body, only to see a rusty axe stuck in his back, which was three points into the bone.

And the axe throwing Fu Yan is fighting with a group of thieves in the courtyard, and the small courtyard is full of dead bodies.

What the hell is going on?

Fu Yiran leaned at the door frame to observe the situation outside, and there were seven or eight people standing in the courtyard, all of them surrounding Fu Yan, but no one could get close to half a step, and they fell down one after another.

All eight members of the Lizheng family, except for the youngest grandson, were lying in a pool of blood.

Fu Yiran ran to the little grandson who was lying next to his mother and wept bitterly, covered his eyes and took him in his arms, and Fu Yu also slashed the last thief to the ground.

Fu Yingran picked up her little grandson and pressed his head to prevent him from seeing the terrible scene like hell in the courtyard.

Fu Yu threw away the bloody knife in his hand and wiped the back of his hand against her face.

She had just been splashed with blood on her face, and she wiped it indiscriminately, and her whole face turned blood red.

Fu Yan wiped her face and asked, "Are you okay, it's not hurt, is it?" ”

Fu Yiran shook his head, looked at the corpses in the courtyard and frowned, "Who are these people?" What kind of hatred wants to kill the whole family? ”

"It's the whole village." ”

Fu Yingran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly strode out of the courtyard, the whole person seemed to be fixed at the gate of the courtyard, his mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were full of blood.

The village, which was still lively and lively during the day, was now covered in death, and the village was full of screams and cries, and the stone-paved country roads were littered with corpses.

The smell of blood completely obscured the fresh scent of spring grass.

This one-sided torture and killing was unbearable, and the whole village was silent and lifeless.

After the thieves who rushed into each house completed their tasks, they all gathered towards the courtyard where Fu Yiran and the two were located, and Fu Yan took the child, holding the child in one hand and pulling Fu Yingran out with the other.

This is a big village, there are more than 200 households, the courtyards are one after another, and the rural roads are also accessible in all directions, and it is easy for outsiders who are not familiar with it to get lost.

Although he had only been here for three days, he was much more familiar with the thieves, and he walked around the village, hiding Fu Yingran and the child in a cellar without the sight of the thieves.

He pressed her shoulders and shoved her into the cellar, looking back at him worriedly.

Although Fu Yan's martial arts are strong, his two fists are difficult to defeat his four hands, and the number of thieves is too large.

Fu Yan smiled comfortingly and touched her face, "Don't worry, you haven't seen my strength yet, it's just a shrimp soldier and crab general, it's not enough to worry about." I said I wouldn't hurt you, don't you believe me? ”

Fu Yingran raised the corners of her mouth, "I naturally believe what you say, and I'll wait for you to come back." ”

As the two were talking, a faint cry for help came faintly.

As they followed the prestige, they saw a man lying at the door of the house not far away, who was obviously not dead, and tried to raise his head to look at them, and climbed out inch by inch by the high threshold.

The whole person looked like it had been fished out of blood water, and at a glance it looked like a blood-red lump of flesh.

Fu Yiran was startled, glanced at Fu Yan, and led the people into the cellar together.

The damp cellar has a sour smell that has accumulated for many years, and the air is stuffy, and it is very uncomfortable to stay inside.

The child was frightened and kept convulsing, and was put to sleep by Fu, fearing that his crying would attract thieves.

Fu Yiran only needed to be busy looking at the wounds of the blood-red flesh, and took off her clothes to find that it was a girl.

The girl had her hair tied up and was wearing a strong outfit that bound her hands and feet, and her face was blurred by blood, and she really didn't see it at first.

Her injuries were severe, with a slash in the chest, a slash in the back, and a stab in the shoulder, and it was not wrong to say that she was a mass of flesh.

The three stab wounds were fatal, and it was a big fate that she could still breathe a sigh of relief.

But there was no medicine in the cellar here, there was nothing, and Fu Yiran had no way to start, so she could only tear her skirt first and wrap her wound, hoping to stop the bleeding a little, but the effect was very little.

The pure white satin was soon soaked with blood, and the girl's face was as white as a dead man's, and she could barely breathe.

I can't go on like this, I have to find some medicine.

Fu Yingran looked at the girl's injuries, gritted her teeth and climbed the wooden ladder in the cellar, quietly pushed the wooden lid of the cellar open a little gap, observed the small courtyard where there was no living thing, and saw that there was no one, and quickly climbed out of the cellar.

The owners of this small courtyard were all dead, an old man, a pair of young parents, and three children, all staring at each other.

Fu Yingran into the house with grief and nausea, and rummaged through it, only to find some clean white cloth and spirits.

She stood at the entrance of the main hall and looked around the courtyard, and suddenly saw a row of fresh mugwort leaves hanging on the east wall.

Artemisia leaves have the effect of stopping bleeding, and it is really an endless road.

Fu Yingran climbed up the wall with the grape trellis against the wall, and took down the mugwort leaves, but his eyes suddenly swept to the figures of the two thieves, and they lowered their bodies.

The courtyards of the houses in the village were built from house to house, and on the opposite side of the fence was another family, and at this time, the courtyard of that family was playing out a blood-pumping and unsightly scene.

Two tall thieves were molesting a young woman, the woman had her mouth wide open, her eyes were round and she was staring at the sky, her face was pale, her neck was stiff, her eyes had not blinked, and she was already out of breath.

The thief got up from her in a dismay, put on his clothes, kicked the bare-skinned, deadly girl on the ground, and spat at her gaping mouth.

"It's useless to die so soon."

"I'm not happy yet."

The two kicked the woman over and over several times in disgust, and after looking at each other, they laughed in unison.

"But this Central Plains woman is really unique, and it is different from the woman who supports our wings. It's a pity, I knew that I would take it easy and take it back to play slowly. ”

"If we don't search anymore, maybe there will be fish that have slipped through the net in hiding. The boss said that they would meet in half an hour, and there would be time to relax. ”

"Half an hour, I can do a few, hahaha......"

The two thieves laughed obscenely, and suddenly the sound of bamboo poles rubbing interrupted their laughter, and their expressions froze instantly.

"Someone."

One of them lowered his voice.

The two of them took up their weapons and became vigilant, climbed up the wall in the direction from which the sound came, and jumped into the courtyard next door.

Three bodies lay in the small courtyard, a young couple lying not far from the gate, and a boy in the woman's arms.

"There must be someone here, search carefully, maybe there is a beautiful little lady, then we can feast again."

Their eyes shone with excitement and lust.

Fu Yingran hid behind the stove in the stove room, holding the kitchen knife in front of him, and carefully leaned into the hole in the window to look at the two thieves outside the house.

Just now she heard the conversation between the two thieves, and one of them lost his mind and stepped on the sound without noticing.

She never thought that this sudden catastrophe in the village was actually done by the people who helped the wings.

The war between Fuyi and Twilight has come to an end, Twilight won a big victory, Fuyi was defeated and retreated, thinking that Fuyi would soon flee back to his nest in embarrassment, but he didn't want to go deep into the hinterland of Twilight.

The number of bandits and robbers in this group of people is less than 100 people, and this number of people sneaking into the twilight country is like a turtle in an urn, which is nothing, and it can't change the outcome of the rout of the Fuyi tribe.

But these people are deadly to the powerless people, they only kill, and everywhere they go is hell.

Fu Yingran held her breath and stared at the two burly figures.

She watched as the two of them fumbled around the courtyard, approaching the mouth of the cellar where the dry wood was piled up.

The two of them grabbed one handle and were about to lift the wooden lid of the cellar, but Fu Yiran gritted his teeth and stepped on a small wooden stick at his feet.

One in the cellar was seriously injured and the other was a child, and he had no power to resist and must not be discovered.

The two of them were really alarmed by the slight sound in the stove room, and after looking at each other excitedly, they came towards the stove room together.

Fu Yingran hid behind the door, clearly felt the sound of breathing outside the door, the kitchen knife in his hand tightened, and he held his breath.

"Little beauty, I'm coming—"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the man at the head stepped two steps into the threshold, and a kitchen knife slashed from the left.

Well-trained soldiers are accustomed to crawling and rolling on the battlefield, and their vigilance and sensitivity are extremely high, and they immediately dodge danger when they see it.

Fu Yingran took a surprise opportunity, and the knife failed to get his wish after all, and only slashed the opponent's arm.

When the two thieves found the ambush, they immediately pounced, one on the left and the other on the right, surrounding her, leaving her with nowhere to escape.

Fu Yiran gathered all his courage, and made up his mind to give go of these foreign enemies with beast hearts, and he would pull them along with him to the death, and he could no longer harm the two in the cellar.

Fu Yingran looked at the thief who rushed towards her with a lewd smile, and was ready to die together, not wanting the two of them to stiffen their bodies suddenly, and the lewd/evil expression was fixed on the face, which was extremely disgusting.

Fu Yingran was stunned for a moment, his hand raised and fell, left and right two knives, and the stiff two fell straight down.

Fu Yingran stared at the two corpses on the ground for a long time before he reacted and escaped death.

Who's helping her?

She observed the simple stove room, which was empty and did not see any figure, which showed that she was a master who came and went without a shadow.

"I don't know which chivalrous warrior came to the rescue, please show up."

"Chivalry, hahahaha......"

With a string of playful laughter, a black shadow as agile as a monkey flashed in from outside the house, and when he looked closely, he found that there was an extra person on the beam.

It was a fifty or sixty-year-old orange peel face, full of swarthy ravines, and a mouthful of yellow teeth that stood out.

He sat on a stout beam, one leg hanging, one leg propped up on his chest, he was holding a chicken leg and gnawing on it, his oily mouth and teeth were the same color, and he looked up and down at Fu Lang with a hippie smile, and his eyes were rolling like an old rascal, without the dignity of an elder at all.

"Little girl, you are still the first person to call me a chivalrous warrior, you have a vision."

Fu Yiran didn't mind his scrutiny, and bowed frankly, "Thank you again for saving your Excellency, dare to ask Your Excellency's honorable name, and I will definitely repay you in the future." ”

The speed of this old man when he entered the house was so fast, it can be seen that he is a master of light skills, and he doesn't know how to compare with Fu Yan.

"You've had a lot of fun escaping from Twilight City, and you're pretty used to life in this world."

Fu Yingran was slightly surprised, "Your Excellency knows me?" ”

This person seems to know her whereabouts during this time, could it be that he has been following her?

The old man gnawed the chicken leg clean, threw the bone on the ground, wiped his oily mouth with his sleeve, and erected two fingers.

"I saved your life, but I have to think about how the beggar will repay me?"

As if he had thought of something, he laughed happily, and the hanging leg shook with great joy.

Looking at his descriptive demeanor, Fu Yingran was completely an old child, quite similar to an old man who had met a wine thief before.

"I first met Your Excellency, when did Your Excellency save me twice?"

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