Mo Yu nodded with a straight face, and suddenly remembered that the girl with red sleeves was still in a coma, and glanced back, only to see red sleeves lying on his back and lying on the ground, with two corpses lying next to him.

Mo Yu leaned over to her side, leaned down, lifted the back of her head, and pinched the acupoint.

The red sleeves that had passed out of the coma woke up slowly, fluttering his long eyelashes, and whispered in his mouth: "Little, Miss......"

"It's okay." Mo whispered.

Red Sleeves, who gradually regained his senses, suddenly found himself lying in Mo Yutian's arms, woke up suddenly, quickly stood up, bent down and lowered his head, and said, "Let, let Miss worry, the slave should die." ”

“……”

Mo Yutian couldn't understand the concept of master and servant in this era, and only felt that her reaction was too exaggerated.

"Let's go." Mo Yu leaned to the national character face thief and ordered.

When Red Sleeves woke up, he saw the scene of the bandits falling in front of him, and he was surprised, confused and a little scared.

At the same time, she also noticed Xiahoudun, and glanced at it several times, but she didn't dare to say more, she lowered her head slightly and followed closely behind Mo Yutian, and didn't dare to get too close to Xiahoudun.

Guozi Face hurriedly walked to the front to lead the way, leading them towards the backyard.

Xiahoudun, who was standing beside Mo Yutian, didn't care at all, and his mouth was grunting his fingers to calculate how many heads he had taken in total.

Red Sleeves took small steps and walked to the other side of Mo Yutian.

She was half a head taller than Mo Yu, bent down and half-covered her mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Miss, but the strong man next to you saved us?" ”

Mo Yu smashed his mouth, unhappy in his heart, and said "um" on his mouth, "Sort of." ”

Red Sleeves seemed to ask something, but he stopped talking, his little face was flushed, and his eyes glanced at Xiahoudun from time to time.

Mo Yu frowned slightly, unable to guess the little girl's inner thoughts. I have a question in my heart, is this summoned hero temporary or permanent?

Do you want to eat and drink Lazar like a normal person?

Hey, that's a hassle.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu's brows tightened. When Guozi Face glanced back at her, he was so frightened by her gloomy face that his neck shrank a few inches.

Seeing that he looked like he was stumbling, Mo Yutian asked, "What else do you have to say?" ”

Guozi said with a stubborn face: "Actually, we have a rule in the cottage, as the saying goes, the winner is the king, and the loser is the ......."

"You're meant to be Cole."

Mo Yu complained coldly.

Guozi Face didn't want to admit that Zhao Menghu was killed by Mo Yu, and said: "Hey, that's what I mean...... It is...... Since this strong man killed our boss, he will be our leader in the future, and everything in the stockade, including people, will belong to him. ”

The word "human" was emphasized in the face of the Chinese character between the words, and he felt that this was a great temptation, but Mo Yu didn't think about it, and decisively cut off his thoughts: "Dreaming." ”

Not to mention that Xiahoudun is just a hero summoned by her, and it is still unknown how long it can exist, and then seeing that Xiahoudun has been wandering outside, how to look at it is unreliable.

"This ......" Guozi frowned and glanced at Xiahoudun with a crooked nose, obviously feeling that a little woman in Moyutan had no right to make decisions for Xiahoudun.

At this time, Xiahoudun suddenly clapped his hands and said dissatisfiedly: "There are 65 in total!" If you weren't the last one you killed, it would be exactly 66 heads! No, this number is unlucky, I have to cut another one. ”

Xiahou looked at the face of the national character, raised his hand and stretched out the long knife behind his back, as if he was about to make a head, "No matter how you say that you are also my master, don't rob my head!" ”

Guozi's face was so frightened that he jumped directly to the other side of Mo Yutian, and clasped his hands together in front of his chest: "Or, Fourth Miss, you will be our boss, right?" ”

"Don't think about it."

Mo Yu refused, she was not interested in being a female bandit here.

"Speed, get back the Mo family's things, and we'll go." Although Mo Yutian did not inherit the memory of the original owner, it was also something that should have belonged to him.

At the same time, she glared at Xiahoudun fiercely and asked him not to make trouble.

She didn't want to be entangled in this broken village for too long, the air was filled with bloody moisture, even if she had been in the dead all year round, she was uncomfortable, she just wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible and find a place to rest.