The human eye is a magical thing, it can show all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows, no matter what kind of secrets, are placed in it, you can see it, but you can't figure it out.

Zi Zhong is in such a state now, his eyes lit up with a wave, and a trace of doubt flashed, as if he was in a trance about everything around him.

After a glance, the martial artist's instinct was instantly stimulated, and Zi finally furrowed his eyebrows, noticing that the situation was imminent.

I glanced down at my fist, tilted my head and felt a familiar body, and finally burst out!

The fist slammed against the ground, and he rose with strength, then rolled over to dodge a steel arrow, and then reached out to grab the other one that shot at the center of the eyebrow.

With a flick of his back, the steel arrow burst back with several times the force of the previous one, and was directly inserted into the chest of the bandit leader, making it impossible for people to react at all.

The man fell to the ground so softly, Zi didn't plan to stop there, his fists were raised, and the burst breath squeezed everyone's fear.

"Hey!"

With a deep roar, Zi finally stood up and rushed over, only to see that the fist was raised with a completely different sharpness and domineering than before.

There is no dead corpse on the left, and there are no bones on the right, and the son finally returned to his mind, and he owed a monstrous blood debt in the first battle.

How can the four generals who are dignified and hate the heavens be able to withstand this group of messy bandits?

Three times five divided by two, Zi Zhong's fist was merciless, and all the bandits were wiped out without mercy.

When the fist hung down, I looked around and found that the hillside was simply full of corpses, crooked and twisted except for the broken bones, and only the wailing cold wind remained.

Wheezing, Zi Zhong's back at this time is like a giant, and like a judge of the underworld.

After scanning around and confirming that there were no more living bandits, Zi finally put his mind at ease, turned around, and looked at Bai Changsheng and Liu Rudao.

And Nian'er.

"The end of the child..."

Liu Rudao looked at the end of the child, and his excitement was beyond words, this tear that had been wasted for years was only now meaningful.

Zi finally walked over in three or two steps, trembling his shoulders and holding Liu Rudao in his arms, very sad.

It seems that the iron-beaten man can't stand the tenderness made by the water, and the son is not unintentional to Liu Rudao, but he has never expressed his heart.

hugged Liu Rudao, Zi finally made a quick move, asked about the injury, temporarily stopped Liu Rudao's pain, and then looked at Bai Changsheng.

Nodding, Zi Zhong's expression was very complicated, Bai Changsheng didn't speak, he knew that Zi Zhong still retained the memory of Dasha.

Such a double life, no one can face it calmly.

"Dasha is not the same as before."

There was a sound of cowardice in the room, Bai Changsheng's heart was pinched, and Zi Zhong was even more anxious, seeing Nian'er stumbling out, her little hands shaking, extremely pitiful.

Hurriedly ran over, Zi finally carefully hugged Nian'er to his chest, with tears in his eyes.

"Nian'er is not afraid, Dasha is still there."

Zi Zhong said in a trembling voice, but Nian'er was unrelenting, looked at Zi Zhong suspiciously, and cried:

"You're not a big fool, give me back the big fool..."

Although the cry was subtle, it made people break their hearts, and the most unbearable thing for Bai Changsheng was to see the scene in front of him, but it still happened.

"I'm Dasha, I'm still Dasha..."

Zi Zhong was very unbearable, but he could only comfort Nian'er like this, because he was so stupid that he would never come back.

Nian'er sobbed, half puzzled and half cowering, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar Zizhong, that pitiful appearance was heartbreaking.

Bai Changsheng looked around, only to see that the bones were gone, but they had become bloody embellishments, and now there were not even thirty percent of the people who survived in the small tunzi of Labu Dalin.

Only a few tenacious prime of life were lying on the ground, covering their wounds and staring at the three of them with resentment.

When he came to Zizhong's side, Bai Changsheng stretched out a hand and patted Zizhong's shoulder, Zizhong looked back blankly, and the two of them were speechless.

"Let's go, there's a lot of trouble here, I'm afraid of the wind going out."

It was Liu Rudao who opened the conversation, her heart is very happy now, although she is seriously injured, it is all worth it.

The three of them stood up, and Zi finally hugged Nian'er, but Nian'er struggled and jumped down, ran to the front of a corpse with a broken shoulder blade next to him, and cried loudly!

"Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you, grandpa, don't you do this, you talk!!"

This is an old man, who lived in harmony earlier, the old man would always grab a handful of candy for Nian'er, and occasionally go to other places, and always bring some gifts back.

Nian'er likes him very much because he is very amiable.

Early, so early that it was unbearable, Nian'er endured the most painful separation in the world at such an age.

was crying, snot and tears, but next to him was a young man, covered in blood, hideous and terrifying.

"Get out! Little mongrel! ”

The man roared angrily, his eyes spewing a fierce light, and the son was finally furious, and he was about to make a move, but after a closer look, he realized that the young man was the grandson of the old man.

Nian'er looked at the familiar person in a daze, but was slapped in the face, and a bloody mark was added to her immature face.

The son finally felt heartbroken, the young man didn't ask at all, in his grief, these three people and one son, all enemies.

Liu Rudao was angry from the heart, grabbed the steel whip and threw it directly, directly straining the neck of this person, and as soon as the force was sent, his face suddenly turned purple and stiffened.

"Apologies!"

Liu Rudao wanted to punish this young man, but she didn't have the intention to kill.

But when the young man heard this, he really preferred to die, and his eyes were like knives and needles!

"Let go of Big Brother, let go of Big Brother!"

Nian'er ran crying, fell at Liu Rudao's feet, and tore Liu Rudao's trouser legs, making her upset but unbearable:

"Well, you girl, you can't be ruthless with this snack, do you know how he will hate you when he grows up? It's better to cut the grass and eradicate the roots! ”

"That's enough."

With a tired sigh, Zi finally wanted to stop Liu Rudao behind him and end this farce in the world.

"Poof!"

The young man didn't know when he picked up a square brick in his hand, and at this time his head had been smashed by the brick and deflated, and the slurry in his brain flowed down, even if it was temporary, the child never flinched, his eyes were like knives, and he looked at the "culprit" in front of him with hatred.

Hate to death, hate to the point that you don't want to live, that's why you will kill yourself.

Everyone was silent, the steel whip softened, and the willow was as ugly as a knife and as green as iron.

Nian'er turned her head and noticed that the familiar big brother was dying of anger, and she was stunned, and then began to cry heartbreakingly.

One voice was higher than another, and Nian'er couldn't accept the pain until she fell unconscious, but the voice of the cry did not show the slightest weakness under the cold wind with the pain and separation.

Zi finally spread out his palms, looked at the iron fist covered with calluses and scars, and was speechless for a long time.

The trembling palms could no longer bear the pain, and the son finally fell to his knees and wept bitterly!