Wu Changde looked at the corpse at his feet with resentment, handed the knife back to the family, and pushed it hard in front of the family's chest, shouting: "Okay! ”

The family lowered his head, didn't bother to take back the knife in his hand, turned sideways and carefully bypassed Wu Changde's fat body and ran out.

Yichen sat there against the dead tree, his eyes moving with the galloping housekeeper.

His hand reached to his waist and held the cracked copper knife in his hand, Yichen gritted his teeth, supported his knee with his other hand, suddenly lost his strength, his eyes were full of fear, he squeezed out two teardrops, or sat back on the ground.

"Wing Dust. ”

Yichen looked up, He Xinran wrapped a pot of grass in one hand, and helped him in the basin with the other, and walked over to him full of doubts.

He Xinran walked in front of Yichen, turned his head to look at the Wu family's courtyard, and asked, "What happened just now?"

Yichen's heart tightened for no reason, and he hurriedly shook his head vigorously at He Xinran.

He Xinran sighed helplessly and said, "You stay here, I'll take a look." After saying that, he put the basin in his hand next to Yichen and walked towards Wu Changde.

When Yichen heard this, he hurriedly stood up and looked at He Xinran, who was walking towards Wu Changde.

He Xinran stood at the door, staring at Wu Changde, and in the distance, Yichen could only see Wu Changde bowing his head and stretching out a finger to point something to a few subordinates beside him, and every time he said a few words, he would turn around and say to another subordinate, while the subordinate in front of him walked away quietly.

He Xinran listened to Wu Changde's words, his face became more and more ugly, and after a while, four of the people around Wu Changde had left, and there were still two Wu Changde still whispering.

He Xinran's face was a little hesitant, and finally stepped into the threshold and walked towards Wu Changde.

Walked up to Wu Changde and bent down and whispered to him, as if he was pleading.

Wu Changde ignored it, but He Xinran still didn't give up, and kept telling Wu Changde by his side.

Wu Changde finally got a little impatient, kicked He Xinran to the ground, and then turned around and continued to explain to the two subordinates.

Yichen was shocked, he had seen such a scene since he was a child, but this time he had a very bad premonition, and hurriedly rushed towards the Wu family's courtyard.

Wu Changde walked towards the house with his hands upright, He Xinran hurriedly hugged Wu Changde's legs, Wu Changde couldn't pull it, he suddenly saw the hoe on the ground in front of him, lifted his trouser legs with both hands, and dragged He Xinran to take a step.

Yichen watched Wu Changde pick up the hoe in his hand, at that moment, the whole world was quiet, Yichen only heard his own wheezing, and the unstoppable picture in front of him.

He Xinran let out a heart-rending scream, she hugged the broken right leg, Wu Changde snorted coldly, threw the hoe back to the ground, turned around and continued to walk forward.

He Xinran saw it, but despite the pain in his leg, he stretched out his hand to grab Wu Changde again, but he grabbed it empty.

"Mother!" He Xinran just wanted to reach out and crawl towards Wu Changde, but when he heard Yichen running behind him, Yichen fell to the ground and hugged He Xinran, crying: "Mother, how are you??"

Yichen stared at He Xinran's twisted right leg, blood had already penetrated his clothes, Yichen picked up the hoe and stared at Wu Changde who was leaving in front of him.

He Xinran couldn't see Yichen's current actions, and hurriedly reached out and pressed Yichen's hand to pick up the hoe, and gasped: "Yichen, Yichen, you listen to your mother." ”

Yichen ignored He Xinran's words, picked up the hoe and got up to rush towards Wu Changde.

"Wing Dust!"

He Xinran held down Yichen, Yichen looked at He Xinran, and choked up: "Mother..."

He Xinran looked at Yichen, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and said: "In the grass shed, there is some dry food under my mother's bed, you take the dry food to find your Uncle Xiaole and them, and let them take you to leave here immediately, and go there." ”

Yichen's heart trembled, he shook his head and said, "No, we have to go together, if my mother doesn't go, I won't go there." ”

"Obedient!" He happily cried.

"Live, Dai Niang went to find your father. ”

Yichen looked at He Xinran and said, "No, let's go together, let's go together." Saying that, he stood up and clenched the hoe in his hand: "Mother, you wait for me, I will come back immediately." ”

"Chen'er!" He Xinran cried and grabbed Yichen's right foot, his voice was a little helpless, and he cried: "Forget these bad people and live for yourself." ”

There was an earth-shattering loud bang in the distance, and a fire ensued made the hearts of the mother and son tremble from afar.

The fire spread rapidly like a tsunami engulfing a tiny ant nest, and a scorching heat instantly spread to every inch of Yichen's skin, and the cry and scream continued to rise and fall in his ears.

Raining down fires and shooting people in the streets for no purpose. The tail of the arrow is made of pieces of soft iron as thin as paper, and when inserted into the ground, it is like a burning blade on the ground.

The hoe slipped from Wing Chen's palm, and Wing Dust looked up at the house engulfed in flames in the distance.

"I don't know, I just heard my dad say that they will level the northern desert. ”

Xiaodi's words yesterday echoed in Yichen's ears, and they were true. Xiaodi really didn't lie to him this time.

The sound of looting and fighting became louder and louder, and the surrounding houses were also scorched and quickly collapsed. The fire reflected Yichen's body red, and Yichen struggled to carry He Xinran, gasping for breath.

At this time, in the distance, two big men were wearing black iron armor on their left shoulders, their right arms were bare, each riding a black horse, and the two of them pulled an iron chain with the thickness of a small arm, and the iron chain was burning with raging flames.