Lightning thundered.

Torrential rain poured down.

The pouring rain swept the wind, and puddles of water splashed on the bluestone pavement.

The main street of Jiangzhou is full of people sheltering from the rain.

"On this day, just say it."

"Let's go, I'm cold."

"Master Ye, don't go back quickly, this rain is estimated to be in the middle of the night."

In February, the sky is getting dark, and every house is already lit up by this time.

It was pitch black all around, and Ye Fusheng took a bite of the baked cake.

"Go back when you're smaller."

The embroidered bamboo robe on his body was mostly wet, hiding under an eaves, and he was a little lonely.

If it weren't for taking care of my mother.

He also wanted to go to the capital.

There is only one of the five heroes in Jiangzhou, and he can't be happy.

gnawed on the ground on the crumbs of baked cakes, Ye Fusheng clapped his hands, looked at the ghost weather again, and was ready to run back.

Just as he left, he heard a terrible hiss.

Mixed with thunder and lightning, breaking through the rainstorm, the ears pierced.

"The bandits have entered the city—"

"Everybody run—"

Ye Fusheng's heart was shocked.

How can it be!

Jiangzhou bandits suffered, but how dare they enter the city to be presumptuous.

There can be ...... in this city

Wait a minute!

His eyes glared instantly.

Jiangzhou officers and soldiers and heroes all entered Beijing with the imperial car.

There are only people in Jiangzhou City now!

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

But the terrible scream made the people rush into the street with sticks.

"Come out, everyone!"

"Copy the guy, Erya, hide and go home!"

"It's amazing, this mountain bandit is so presumptuous!"

A strong man with a cattle-killing knife rushed up the main street.

A fierce face.

He looked at the fiery horse in the distance and yelled.

"Where are the mountain bandits! Lao Tzu was the first to ......"

The neighing of horses came in a surge.

A line of blood crossed under the thunderous night.

Forcibly blocked the roar.

Seeing this scene, the people who rushed out of the streets of the four directions took a step back.

The cowardly, the stick in his hand fell directly to the ground.

That's a lot of people!

There are a lot of bandits!

At least tens of thousands.

How so!

How could there be so many mountain bandits.

The common people saw the blood-stained knives in their hands.

Fear, fear, made them instinctively begin to tremble.

"Someone!"

"Help—"

"Run, everyone!"

So many people!

How to fight!

How did you fight!

The mountain bandits led by him rode on a black horse, held their swords high, and roared.

"Brothers! Let the Dog Emperor see, we are not easy to mess with. ”

Tens of thousands of troops behind him instantly echoed.

"Tu Jiangzhou! Kill Emperor Shun! ”

"Tu Jiangzhou! Kill Emperor Shun! ”

"Tu Jiangzhou! Kill Emperor Shun! ”

There was a bloodthirsty glint in their eyes.

It is bound to get back all the humiliation of the First Battle of Zhengyuan.

They went from house to house.

The screams, the sounds of fighting, and the sounds of begging for mercy made the entire Jiangzhou City instantly turmoil.

Ye Fusheng stood on the main street.

He took a step back, stepped into the mud puddle, and splashed his pants with water.

The rain was pouring down, and he looked in the direction of his home and began to run.

His eyes were flustered, and there was only one thought in his heart.

Come home!

Mother at home!

Mother can't have an accident!

The rain whipped up the wind and hit him in the face.

His speed is getting faster and faster, and he is extremely light.

It was raining all over his body, and his forehead hair was sticking to his face, and he was embarrassed.

He kicked into the house.

Open the gatehouse.

Inside the house.

The woman sat in her chair with her eyes hollow.

It seemed that the loud noise just now didn't affect her in any way.

Ye Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief.

wiped his face.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay for my mother to be fine.

He stepped forward cautiously, and was afraid that the moisture on his body would make the woman cold, so he had to bring the brazier over, squat down, and comfort her.

"Mother, there are mountain bandits in the city, and my son protects my mother at home."

He laughed and said:

"Mother, don't be afraid, the mountain bandits will leave after killing someone, and they will leave after a while."

in his heart.

The safety of the people is more important than his mother.

He touched Xiao Zhongjian on his waist, this time, he will definitely protect his mother.

He only hoped that the trouble would pass soon.

Killed someone, robbed the silver, and hurried away.

It's not good not to disturb his mother.

The house crackled with charcoal.

He turned the fire on and hid in the house with his mother.

Screams abounded in the streets and alleys.

He just felt noisy.

Why don't you leave?

Killing people is so endless.

"A good man spares his life, I have silver, I have silver......"

"Brute! You brutes! The old lady fought with you! ”

"Don't kill my mother-"

Ye Fusheng's body stiffened.

"Don't kill my mother, please—"

He screamed in horror.

The noisy Ye Fusheng buzzed in his head.

"What do you have to do with me......"

"What do you have to do with me!"

He shouted two sentences in a panic, covering his ears, feeling that it was noisy to death.

"If the Dog Emperor doesn't come back, you all have to die!"

Outside the street, a roar pierced through the porch.

Ye Fusheng was shocked.

They want to slaughter the city.

They wanted to kill the emperor.

They wanted to kill Brother Wen Zhao......

He suddenly rushed out.

Under the heavy rain, the courtyard gate was broken.

The blood of a place was left along the porch.

The air was full of blood.

It was the blood of the slaughter of the house at the mouth of the alley.

Leave it to the end of the alley, leave it to one place.

The air was filled with screams begging for mercy.

His body trembled, and he took a step back and slammed the courtyard door shut.

He just wanted to protect his mother.

Besides, how can he fight with them in this kung fu?

It's almost the same to die.

He couldn't do anything.

He retreated into his room.

I felt that my body was sticky and uncomfortable, and I was ready to change my clothes first.

I just walked to the mirror and saw a turmeric face.

Yellow and black.

This complexion, he deliberately tuned out.

In order to prevent Brother Wen Zhao's habit of breaking sleeves from reaching him, he gave himself this ugly face to death.

Now that Brother Wen Zhao is gone, he can naturally unload it.

He walked over to the mirror and forced himself to steady his trembling hands, ready to get the props of his old disguise.

Just touching those bottles and cans, a voice exploded in my head.

"But one day, I see that this Great Wei is in ruins, the people are not living, and the people are difficult, and they only hate themselves for not being strong enough."

Dawei is devastated.

The people have no means of making a living.....

"Who wants to change? Who would want troubled times? ”

"You should hate this world and hate how difficult people's lives are."

"Once, I also gave up the people I cherished in my heart and had to choose the people."

The cry for mercy is still ringing.

It felt like the whole city was in turmoil.

Those people.

Those friends and neighbors who still say hello in the past.

Immediately became a ghost under the knife.

His body began to tremble.

Once.

This is also a young man who has righteousness in his heart and righteousness in his arms.

Once.

He is also for the country and the people, not afraid of retreating, and willing to fight against this troubled world.

How can you bear it?

How can you bear it?

He got up.

Strode up to the woman in the house.

Kneeling down.

"Mother, the child is not filial—"

"Children are not filial—"

"Children are not filial—"

His lips twitched, his head slammed to the ground, and his eyes filled with tears.

For the people of Great Wei, I also want to break out of this troubled world.