Ye Liang was furious!

As far as the eye can see, it is a clean village.

A few down-and-out warriors on horseback were fighting for food on the ground, and the old man was lying in a pool of blood, and there was a big gash in his chest!

"Who are you! Why indiscriminately hurt people! Ye Liang immediately scolded angrily.

"Who are you! Yes! I see, this old puppet's meal should be for you! The down-and-out warrior took another bite of the empty bowl on the ground, and with a long knife, he came over viciously.

He sweated in his hands and had murderous intent.

Ye Liang's pupils moved, and he didn't show his skills at all, but his eyes were condensed, and a surge of killing intent swept the warrior in front of him!

His killing intent is strong, and the samurai should be able to understand it!

The rest of the warriors around him stopped fighting, and the one who walked towards Ye Liang fell down!

The child trembled past and sighed.

He's dead!

"What people! How dare you touch the soldiers of our ancestral country! The rest of the samurai rushed over.

They didn't receive Ye Liang's positive murderous aura, they just felt that Ye Liang's momentum was a bit amazing.

Or maybe they're too weak to feel it...

Ye Liang looked at these people angrily!

He let the crying child on the side support him, and limped towards these people: "This old man is just an ordinary villager, why do you want to kill him!" ”

"Haha! This guy is still a cripple! ”

The samurai on the side laughed.

They ignored Ha Liang, and instead talked to themselves as they went to pick up the fellow samurai who had suddenly fallen to the ground.

"His grandmother, why are you pretending to die! Abdomen. ”

One of the samurai with oval hair buns had just picked up the man who had fallen to the ground, and was immediately shocked by this person's expression!

Pale face!

Bulging eyeballs!

This is what it looks like to be scared to death!

"Just one glance scares a person to death!

How is this possible!

Could it be the killing intent just now! The bunned warrior swallowed and stopped talking.

"What's wrong, Panasonic? Why don't you talk like Hattori?

Could it be?

It's dead!

Ha ha! ”

Seeing him like this, the samurai around him quipped.

The bun samurai is very nervous!

In his eyes, these people are completely looking for death! A person who stares at the death of a samurai with excellent quality at a glance is something that ordinary people like them can provoke!

In the blink of an eye.

Ye Liang walked towards these people.

His speed is very slow, and because he was carried by a child, it is a little awkward.

The people around raised their knives!

However, just as they were about to catch up with Ye Liang, who was coming slowly, one after another fell to their knees on the ground.

Their faces are hideous, their pupils are protruding, just like the down-and-out warriors on the ground, a way to die!

They were all scared to death by murderous aura!

Ye Liang finally walked towards the bun warrior.

"What about you? How do you want to die? ”

"My lord, spare your life! I didn't kill the old man! I didn't kill the old man! The bunned samurai kowtowed to the ground again and again, regardless of whether his scalp had been broken.

There is no intention of stopping!

Ye Liang suddenly squatted down, and he put his hand on the boy's head.

"You say, do you want to kill him!" He gave the choice to the boy.

On the one hand, the samurai is the enemy's enemy, and on the other hand, he also wants to see the boy's heart!

Although the child's grandfather died, it really has nothing to do with this bun samurai.

Ye Liang's blood chakra could see clearly, there was not a trace of evil qi on this bun warrior! Either a new recruit or a good soldier indeed.

"I... I do not know. The boy immediately vomited.

"I don't know, just help grandpa to the house, it's just a simple knife wound, there should be rescue."

"Brother, you can save my grandfather!" When the boy heard Ye Liang's words, he immediately happily helped his grandfather to the wooden house.

Ye Liang sighed at the great strength of this boy...

He lowered his head and swept the samurai on the floor. "Stop, I forgive you."

"Yes! Be! Thank you, sir! ”

The samurai hurriedly thanked him loudly.

Ye Liang didn't care about this person, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of sitting down, and the latter hurriedly understood, and he helped Ye Liang to the bottom of a big willow tree.

Ye Liang crossed his knees and settled.

"Which force are you from? Why did you come to this small village? He asked.

From the clothes of these samurai, it is clear that they are soldiers of the Warring States period.

The samurai gave Ye Liang a knock.

"Your Excellency, we are the advent of the Son of Heaven! The front line suffered defeat, and we had to flee back. ”

"Yes."

"No wonder there are so many evil, it turns out to be some deserters." Ye Liang was silent: "Which country are you from, and how many years is this year?" ”

"Today is the 37th year of the Imperial Cuisine, and we belong to the country of our ancestors. What do you mean by asking? The samurai asked.

"That's what you should ask!"

The samurai stumbled again in fright.

Next, after asking about the situation again, Ye Liang got up and went back to the house.

The old man was wounded by a knife, and on the surface he was exhausted, but his brain was still alive. From the perspective of modern medicine, if the brain is not dead, it is not really dead.

After Ye Liang used the palm immortal technique to heal the old man, he stimulated his heart with a faint thunder escape.

The old man coughed a few times and suddenly woke up!

"I'm a good girl! In the years of exam-oriented education, I really didn't learn in vain! Ye Liang secretly thought about the strength of education, turned around and left the cabin with the samurai.

...

"Your Excellency, don't you want to take a break?" Matsushiro wiped his cold sweat and held Ye Liang's hand, all a little numb!

The two walked for hours.

"What, you're tired?" Ye Liang asked.

"Nope! No! Adults didn't say they were tired, how dare I say they were tired. Matsushiro shook off a cold sweat.

Ye Liang smiled.

He knew that Matsushiro couldn't hold on, and after such a long period of exercise, not to mention that he couldn't hold on, even he was a little unbearable.

"Okay, then take a break nearby."

"Huh! Huh! Okay, I'm going to prepare meat for the adults. Matsushiro agreed, and hurriedly walked towards the forest.

Ye Liang smiled.

He casually found a place and sat down. At this time, this Matsushiro is useless.

There should be a village in front and a moat in the back.

According to Matsushitoro's words, as long as they walk half a day further, they will reach their ancestral country.

Ye Liang couldn't figure out what was going on in the ancestral country.

In his memory, it seemed that the Hokage World didn't have this place, right?

"Could it be that I missed it?"

He touched his temples, and a delicate beauty appeared.

"System, how long will it take for my injuries to recover?"

"According to the calculation, it will take at least half a year!"

"So long?" Ye Liang became solemn, he was not familiar with life, and he had to do things in a hurry. Half a year is enough to affect many things.

He touched his temple, and the great beauty disappeared again.

At this time.

Matsushita, who was carrying a pheasant, came out of the forest in the distance.

Ye Liang Yile.

"This guy is back?"