In the center of Shanghe Village, most of the villagers in Shanghe Village gathered at this time, and although some villagers were killed in their homes, some villagers responded to the call of the village elders and came to the center of the village. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now in the center of the village are some sturdy men, they are holding the farm tools of the village work, nervously guarding the surroundings, as for the women and children, they are all sent into the secret passages, waiting for the choice of life and death.

Just when they were on guard, the little man and the burly man also slowly walked into the range shrouded by the villagers' torches from the darkness, and the cold and cold breath continued to condense in the air as the two of them continued to approach, as if the cold winter, ruthless and cold, without a trace of humanity, only full of ruthlessness and indifference.

The villagers with farm tools in their hands watched the two walk in, even if the two of them did not make any movement, they also felt as if the air was frozen, so that they could not breathe, and the emotion of fear climbed into their hearts like maggots on tarsal bones, making their already not strict formation, suddenly rioted, and they began to retreat continuously.

Among the young village elders who led them, one of them stood straight, looking at the chaotic situation in front of him.

A sentence came out of my heart, "Before you fight!"

Before seeing the true face of the enemy, his side took the lead in panicking, and if this situation was allowed to develop, his already slim chance of victory would disappear even more.

Thinking of this, the old man immediately made a decision, and the straight and tall old man strode out of the crowd and came to the front of the young people in these villages.

Looking at the enemy who was walking towards him, he said loudly: "Who is the demon, dare to come to my Shanghe Village to make trouble! Aren't you afraid of the blame of the gods!"

The old man's voice was full of anger and confidence, he was emboldening himself, and at the same time, he was also cheering for these young men who had slowly lost their courage.

These young people, who had gradually lost their courage, heard what the old man said, and a mouthful of hot blood surged up from nowhere, and suddenly the momentum that had been gradually suppressed rose rapidly.

Breaking through the colossal momentum created by the small man and the burly man.

Everyone began to shout, and the blood rushing to their hearts made them forget their fears, and they turned red and shouted at their enemies.

The burly man and the little man also walked out of the darkness and came to the place where the torches shined in the midst of the shouts and curses of the crowd.

Revealing his face, the burly man looked at the young men who were shouting in front of him, tilted his head slightly and said: "The momentum is good, but it's a pity that people who haven't really seen blood are just reckless men who are angry for a while!"

Because the sky was too dark, even if the two little men walked in front of these villagers, they couldn't really see the faces of the two of them, so there was no way to know who these two people were!

However, these villagers only need to know one thing, these two people are the enemies of Shanghe Village.

The straight old man who was standing tall heard the burly man's words, and said in a straight voice: "Whether it's a momentary qi and blood, or something else!"

I don't know so much old man, old man, I only know one thing, instead of staying here to be a lamb to the slaughter, it is better to pick up the weapon in your own hand and make a final effort for your own survival and the survival of your family!

Even if you lose, it's just time!

The burly man gently puffed up his palms and let out a crisp applause, as if slapping in people's hearts.

"Good, good, good! It is worthy of being the village leader of a village, and the words he says are really infectious!"

The burly man looked at the villagers around him who were boiling with blood because of the old man's words!

I can't stop admiring!

"So are you ready to face life and death?"

Sharp fangs peeked out of the burly man's mouth, and a pair of eyes like pearls of the night glowed black in the light of the fire.

On top of a pair of thick fingers, purple claws grew, and under the light of the torches, bursts of cold light leaked out.

And the little man next to him also showed his fangs, smiling at the villagers, laughing like a night owl, revealing a biting chill in the night!

The villagers who were originally excited suddenly felt as if they were splashed on their heads by a basin of cold water that was cold to the bone, extinguishing their original blood!

The old man standing in front of him was relieved when he saw that there were only two enemies in his heart, in his opinion, even if these two people were powerful, it was impossible to defeat so many people!

However, when these two enemies revealed their true colors, he was still shocked, and at the same time confirmed his other guess, that is, this time it was not people who came to the village to kill people, but demons!

Suddenly, the happiness in his heart slipped into the abyss, and the old man couldn't help but wail in his heart: "God, what did we do wrong? You want to punish us like this!"

But when he saw the young people behind him retreating, he immediately strengthened his spirit and shouted loudly at the crowd behind him: "What are you afraid of? Why are you standing behind?"

It's our loved ones, our wives, our children!

You're all backing down, who's going to protect them!"

The old man shouted loudly at the retreating crowd with his arms stretched out.

"It's a man, just follow me!

Take up the weapons in your hands and protect your families with your own lives!

Even if you lose!

At least under the Yellow Spring, you can say it to your family with a clear conscience!

I protect your safety with my life!

I have a clear conscience!"

After the old man finished speaking, he picked up the crutches in his hand and rushed towards the enemy!

The people behind him saw the old man rushing forward without hesitation to fight the enemy!

Immediately, someone rushed up, and while rushing, they said: "I'm afraid of an egg! Eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is still a good man!"

Someone rushed forward with the old man's figure and launched an attack on the enemy.

Patches of blood were scattered on the ground, dyeing the yellow dust into blood red, and drops of blood flowed out of the wounds of the human body, constantly taking away young lives.

They have more than enough reason to be proud because they have not let their families down, they are defending the safety of their families with their lives!

Sometimes, things are as simple as that, people don't lack courage, what people lack is the person who leads them to vent the courage in their hearts.

And the old man used his life to open a door for these young people to vent their courage!