In a wide area in Wanjiazhuang, the horse bandits caught all the young women in Wanjiazhuang here and tied them up with hemp rope.

The women's expressions were terrified to the extreme, their red and swollen eyes were full of darkness, and none of their clothes were intact, all torn open by the horse bandits when they were captured. There were more than a dozen horse bandits parked beside them, and with the thick hemp rope, there was no possibility of escaping at all.

Inside a nice pavilion nearby.

The big leader of the horse bandits drank fine wine, held a roast chicken in his hand, tore a mouthful of delicious chicken, and then looked at the owner of Wanjiazhuang who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, his head bleeding, and showed a smile.

"Master Liu, I don't think you and us are too strangers, right?"

The owner of the village, who was not killed by Pei Hu's horse, shuddered, and hurriedly kowtowed: "Master, the little one will pay enough to cross the mountain every year, and it will not delay for a moment!"

The big boss put down the roast chicken and said with a light smile: "Master Liu is doing a good job, but did Master Liu have never thought that such a thing would happen today? Hehe, do you think that if you buy our people, you will be able to slowly penetrate our Jiukong Mountain? Or can the old knife handle really take your benefits and protect you?"

As he spoke, the big boss glanced at the little leader beside him, and the little leader turned to leave, and took a head that had been drained of blood from the outside and threw it in front of the owner.

Looking at the head of the horse bandit he bought, the owner of the village was startled, his pants were wet, and he kowtowed hard to the man in front of him, not knowing the pain of kowtowing blood-red.

"Master, the little one is wrong, let go of the small one, you will give you whatever little one you want!"

The big leader laughed disdainfully, and said coldly: "Now that your Wanjiazhuang is in my hands, all the business will be done by our people from Jiukong Mountain in the future, what else can you give me?"

With a wave of his hand, the big leader got up and walked out.

The owner wanted to beg for mercy loudly, but the horse bandit behind him directly raised his knife and wiped his neck, so that he did not say a word.

The horse bandits were carefully inspecting every pavilion in Wanjiazhuang at the moment, except for the two small leaders who followed the big leader, and the other three small leaders stopped at the corner of the long street.

Catching the little beggar is of no value to them, and there is no point in killing them. Pei Hu, who was frightened by the little beggar's face, thought of a notice, that is, to kick the little beggar as a ball.

The three of them scattered and stood apart, one foot for you and one for me.

The blood in the little beggar's mouth splattered everywhere, and the bones in her body were broken for an unknown amount, and she no longer felt pain, but felt as if she was in cold water, getting colder and colder.

Kicking the little beggar up with the instep raised, Wang Tianba smiled cheaply, and said to Pei Hu, who was ready to go: "Old Pei, your feet are too heavy, don't kick them to death, I want to be happy for a while." ”

Pei Hu laughed and said, "Let go of your mother's heart, don't you know how stable Lao Tzu is?"

The other leader also smiled, waiting for Pei Hu to make a move.

But at this moment, the little beggar's flying body suddenly stopped in the air, and was entangled by a bright red streamer. The little beggar looked down in a daze, unable to tell whether he was alive or dead at this time, and muttered distressingly: "Mother... Yu'er didn't go to hell after she died..."

The three little leaders were stunned when they saw this, and then their faces immediately changed and they realized that the situation was wrong.

"I said you three had a great time, Benjun also wants to have fun, how about it?"

A cold voice rang out in the ears of the three of them, and at the same time, a young figure appeared out of nowhere and stood next to the three of them.

Suddenly looking at the mysterious person who suddenly appeared, Pei Hu said viciously: "Where did you come from, do you know who Lao Tzu is, ah!

Wang Tianba and the other leader were also staring at the black-robed man, but he was wearing a hat and couldn't see what he looked like.

Jingye looked at the three animals in front of him who were playing with human life, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, and then said softly: "You like to play football, right?"

As the words fell, a powerful force swept over the heads of the three of them.

"Bang bang!"

The three of them fell to their knees suddenly, their knees were smashed, and the ground was directly cracked. They all cried out in pain, but they couldn't make a sound.

wanted to resist, but the three of them were shocked to find that not only were their movements and voices restricted, but even the spiritual veins in their bodies had been blocked and solidified by powerful coercion.

Cold sweat flowed from their foreheads, and they realized that the black-robed man who suddenly appeared in front of them was a strong man whose cultivation far surpassed them, and I am afraid that his strength had already reached the Xuandan realm!

Only one breath subdued the three of them, and the fingers of Pure Industry hooked, pulling the little beggar in the air to his side, and a gentle spiritual power was condensed in his palm and injected into the little beggar's body.

The little beggar's cold body was awakened by a warm current, and her vision gradually became clearer, looking at the three bastards kneeling on the ground, and then at the stranger in front of her, she did not die, but was saved by this person.

The voice trembled, and the little beggar said timidly: "You... You're a good guy... Or..."

Suddenly he didn't dare to say those two words, and the little beggar was afraid that the black-robed man would also abuse him, so he subconsciously took a few steps back and almost fell.

Jingye looked at the poor child and sighed softly, and then said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, they bullied you just now, I'll help you take revenge." ”

I went to Wanjiazhuang not long ago, and found that this village was full of corpses, and the corpses were not completely cold, and at the same time, there were many cultivators' breath in it. Then he went into hiding and secretly investigated the situation. Until he saw that on this long street, the three people kneeling on the ground kicked such a distressing little beggar in front of him as a ball. Anger rose in his heart, and he walked out.

Knowing that a word or two could not eliminate the little beggar's fear, Jingye walked directly to Wang Tianba's side, aimed his right foot at his buttocks, and sneered: "Whose idea is this?"

snapped his fingers so that Wang Tianba, who was extremely frightened, could speak.

Wang Tianba actually cried and shouted: "The master spares his life, this is all Pei Hu's idea, I just took a few copper plates from her, and then kicked her a few times, I was wrong with the master, don't kill me!"

Pei Hu, who was also scared on the side, saw that Wang Tianba had betrayed himself like this, and he whined angrily, looking very excited.

When Jingye heard Wang Tianba's words, he nodded, and glanced at the man who was very excited, thinking that it should be Pei Hu. Immediately, he kicked Wang Tianba's ass, kicked Wang Tianba into the air, and disappeared. Then a small bright red flower exploded in the sky, like fireworks at night in Yangzhou City.

Thinking that the effect was not bad, Jingye turned his head to look at the little beggar who was staring at the sky, and smiled: "Is it good-looking?"

The little beggar hurriedly came back to his senses, and for some reason he was very afraid of the black-robed man, so he clicked his little head a few times.

"That's good, there are two more. ”

Seeing this, Jingye was quite satisfied, walked up to the other little leader, and aimed at his ass and lifted it, and soon, a red flower bloomed in the sky.

Pei Hu, who was alone, was extremely frightened when he saw this, the little beggar didn't know what the red flower in the sky was, but he knew it, but he couldn't act and couldn't speak, Pei Hu's eyes were full of begging for mercy.

However, Jingye didn't pay attention to Pei Hu at all, turned around and came to the little beggar, and said gently: "Do you want to kick yourself, it's very comfortable, after kicking, God will reward you with a red flower, just like just now." ”

The little beggar looked at Pei Hu, who was about to collapse, and the weakness in her heart wanted to say something, but she felt very sad when she thought of someone kicking her in the face just now and constantly bullying herself.

If it weren't for the strangers who suddenly appeared in front of her to save her, she would probably have been kicked to death by these people. A strong sourness permeated his heart, and the little beggar felt a sense of security from this stranger that he had never felt before.

Seeing the little beggar choking and nodding, Jingye reached out and touched her head, not caring about the dirtiness beside the little beggar, and walked behind Pei Hu with the little beggar.

After demonstrating himself, he preached very gently: "Turn your right leg back, stretch your foot straight, and then push forward and aim it here. ”

As he spoke, Jingye pointed at Pei Hu's buttocks.

The little beggar stood timidly behind Pei Hu, and the sturdy back made the little beggar still a little scared, and he didn't act for a long time.

Jingye saw the little beggar's fear, shook his left hand, and compressed Pei Hu's body downward, Pei Hu was silently in severe pain, and he wanted to die quickly.

The little beggar took a deep breath, didn't care about anything else, stepped back, and then weakly kicked Pei Hu's ass, kicking Pei Hu into the air, and the last red flower bloomed.

Looking at the beautiful red flowers, even though they flashed, the little beggar also showed a happy smile, and did not see the red light on his little feet at all.

Since she was born, in the memory of the little beggar, she would only smile when she saw other children in new clothes, because she would fantasize, fantasize that she also had one. And when she was abandoned by her own father, she never smiled again.

This time, the familiar and unfamiliar movements made the little beggar feel a special feeling, and two lines of tears flowed down his smiling face, maybe this is what the old beggar once said to himself... Happy.