The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the cold winter wind is not gentle because people are homeless, and the benevolent rain is spoiled by the ruthless wind, and the wind looks at the jokes of this group of people. Look at their frustrated, complaining and intriguing looks.

"I don't know if the robbers are gone." The rain was so heavy that the torches in the hands of the robbers were extinguished by the rain, and in the dark night, the distance was too far for people to see the situation in the village and did not dare to move.

I don't know what happened to them? There is no discovery. Chun Tao stuffed a wolf cub into Layue's arms to warm him, and wanted to stuff the other one to October, but she was scared, so she drilled into September's arms and said that it would be good to let her hold it. Chun Tao saw that she was so scared, so she hugged herself.

March looked at the little wolf in Chun Tao's arms, and then looked at the little wolf in Layue's arms that kept baring his teeth and roaring, and asked Chun Tao puzzled: "Why did you bring them out too?" There are so many people, it's dangerous. ”

Chun Tao was so angry that she gave March a roll of her eyes, although she knew that March was not in a good mood now, but Chun Tao couldn't help but complain. "I'm sorry to say, I still can't figure out what you thought when you sent them home."

Chun Tao's voice was very low, and she said this in March's ear, not wanting others to hear it. After Chun Tao finished speaking, she turned her head away so that March could speak in her ear.

"When my father and I killed the she-wolf, we followed the traces and found them, and I knew that they would not survive, so I thought about leaving them alone. But they suddenly whimpered in a low voice, and felt really pitiful, so they thought about it for you, anyway, your house lacks a janitor. ”

Dare to be moved by compassion and treat me as a shelter? The young wolf was also very docile under March's petting, "It seems that subconsciously they still remember that you saved them, but unfortunately they don't know that you are the enemy who killed their mother." ”

March pursed her lips, glared at Chun Tao dissatisfied, and withdrew her hand. "Blame me on your lips, hold me in your arms, are you embarrassed? What did you just mean by 'subconscious'? ”

Chun Tao didn't expect March to suddenly catch this point, so she quickly changed the topic. "They don't have names yet, why don't you pick one for you?"

"It's been so long, and you haven't named them yet?" March lowered her head to look at the young wolf in Chun Tao's arms, wrinkling her brows and looking solemn.

I didn't choose a name before, because I thought it would not be long before I raised them, but after this night, Chun Tao decided to accept them. "Hmm!"

"Then call it the big dog and the second dog!"

I gave her a name because I had her brain! "I'd better think for myself!" Chun Tao turned around with the wolf cub in her arms, her back to March, and she didn't see the inquiry in her eyes.

"Lamei, are they alright?"

"Hope it's okay."

After Chun Tao secretly ran down the mountain, Zhou Kuiruo and the three of them squatted in the bamboo forest, secretly observing the situation in the mansion.

Lamei was dressed very neatly, it seemed that she really slept in her clothes when she slept, and Aunt Zhou suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, only wearing a coat, and her lips were purple from the cold.

Seeing this, Lamei slowly moved to Aunt Zhou's side and hugged her to help her keep warm.

Zhou Kuiruo looked at Aunt Zhou and said worriedly: "Mother, if you hold on a little longer, this gang of thieves has almost turned over, and they will leave in a while." ”

Zhou Kuiruo's voice itself is low, coupled with his calm personality, he can always be convincing when he speaks on weekdays. The same is true on this chilling winter night.

"Mother is fine, don't worry." Aunt Zhou curled up and snuggled up with Lamei.

As Zhou Kuiruo said, the gang of robbers didn't find anything and were ready to leave. The location where the three of them hid was not far from the mansion, but the gang of robbers had a very loud voice, and the night was extremely quiet, and their conversation, the three of them could hear some of it.

"What do you want to do, bunny?" It seemed to be the voice of a robber leader, followed by the sound of dreams and sticks falling to the ground.

"I... I'm going to burn this! When Aunt Zhou heard this, she stood up excitedly and was held down by Zhou Kuiruo, who shook her head to prevent her from acting rashly.

After appeasing Aunt Zhou, the three of them calmed down and continued to listen to the conversation of the people inside. "We didn't get any benefits, and we can't let them live in peace!"

"Bullshit! Put out the fire for me, hurry! Burn, burn, burn, and you're not afraid to burn yourself to death! You don't look around you, it's winter, you burn the house, the fire is carried by the wind into the woods, and we all have to die here. ”

"Boss, we'll go into the village after we burn it, and we'll be gone long ago when it burns into the woods."

"Then you will burn it here, and you will burn it when Lao Tzu is gone. The fire runs with the wind, much faster than you. ”

The gang of robbers said something again, but this time the voice was very small, and Zhou Kuiruo and the others didn't hear it.

When Zhou Kuiruo leaned out to observe, the door of the Zhou family was pushed open, and Zhou Kuiruo hurriedly leaned down and signaled Aunt Zhou and Lamei not to move.

The robber who walked in the front did not know what he was talking about, and he spoke very fast and could not hear clearly. He had barely taken a few steps when a man caught up behind him, bending over and saying something.

Zhou Kuiruo cautiously poked out half of his head, took a quick look, and immediately took it back, not daring to look at it again. The little minion in the back excitedly talked about the looting of the village, drowning out the voice of the person at the front.

The robbers walked past the hiding place of the three, the three of them were so frightened that they held their breath, Zhou Kuiruo grabbed Zhou Auntie's hand and didn't let her move, Lamei grabbed Zhou Auntie with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, trembling constantly.

The light of the last torch was gone, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground. Lamei's trembling hands clutched her chest, trying her best to suppress the fear in her heart.

"No... It's okay, it's okay. Aunt Zhou's voice was trembling, and she kept repeating these three words, comforting Lamei while comforting herself.

"Who?" Suddenly, a man's voice sounded, followed by the sound of his feet stepping on bamboo leaves.

Aunt Zhou hurriedly covered her mouth, grabbed Zhou Kuiruo's hand in a panic, and her breathing became more and more rapid. Lamei also looked at him with hopeful eyes.

The night was very dark, and Zhou Kuiruo couldn't see the expressions of the two, only felt the fear coming from Aunt Zhou's hands. Zhou Kuiruo was also shocked and frightened, but when Aunt Zhou's trembling hand touched him, her expression gradually changed, with a decisive killing intent in her eyes.

"Cover your mouth and don't scream whatever you see." Anyway, they have been exposed, and Zhou Kuiruo will be completely exposed.

As soon as Zhou Kuiruo's words fell, the man's voice sounded again, and he seemed to have turned around and came to the location where the three of them were hiding. "Get out, I see you."

If you listen carefully, you will find that his voice is also trembling, but Zhou Kuiruo and the three of them are so scared that they have no time to listen to this little trembling.

Zhou Kuiruo pulled off the hairpin that tied his hair, and a black hair poured down, covering his gloomy eyes.

The man's voice was getting closer and closer, and he had already walked above the hiding place of the three people, the mud and sand and leaves fell on the top of the three people's heads, and Aunt Zhou and Lamei covered their mouths tightly, and their knuckles were white.

"Come out, his grandma's!" The man walked past the hiding place of the three of them, and only after a few steps, Zhou Kuiruo hunched over and crept up to the heights.

Aunt Zhou wanted to stop him, but she was worried that Zhou Kuiruo would be exposed, so she clenched her fists and withdrew her hand.

Zhou Kuiruo slowed down and followed behind the robber, and the sound of "squirping" attracted the attention of the robber, stopped his steps, and slowly turned his head.

Taking advantage of the man's stop, Zhou Kuiruo trotted a few steps, covering his mouth the moment he turned his head, and at the same time the hairpin in his left hand pierced his neck. The torch fell to the ground, and before the man could breathe, he pulled Zhou Kuiruo's hand away.

Zhou Kuiruo knew that if he struck, he would not die, so in order to protect himself, Zhou Kuiruo pulled out the hairpin and stabbed him in the neck. The desire for life stimulated the robber's potential, and he broke free of Zhou Kuiruo's hand, pushed it, and ran away.

Zhou Kuiruo didn't expect him to have such strength after being injured, and his already weak body was unprepared for a while, and he took a few steps back.

The robber covered his neck and ran forward a few steps, Zhou Kuiruo was worried that he would attract others, so he ran a few steps and knocked him down and suppressed him.

"Ah~" The robber was pressed, protecting his wounds, struggling desperately, if he wasn't injured, Zhou Kuiruo couldn't control him at all.

Can't let him live.

The robber's head was pressed to the ground, the robber struggled, brought up the mud and sand and bamboo leaves on the ground, Zhou Kuiruo picked up the hairpin and quickly mended it once, twice, three times... Splashes of blood mixed with mud and sand stained Zhou Kuiruo's face.

The robber who was stabbed in the throat, after a few struggles, extinguished the torch in the distance.

Zhou Kuiruo used all his strength, staggered to his feet, and the bloody hairpin fell to the ground. Zhou Kuiruo's jet-black hair was wet with warm blood, and Qingjun's face was splattered with blood and dirt, seemingly... It's a little warm.

"Heh~" Zhou Qiruo snorted coldly, and the fear in his eyes turned into satisfaction. An elegant boy who looks like a bloodthirsty killer in the night.