"Animals, beasts, pigs."

The old man had a smile on his face, but he used up the most vicious scolding words in his heart.

I still don't feel angry, I hope that the gang of thieves in front of me are dead.

"It's all here?"

The leader of the thieves looked at the money and jewelry on the ox cart, as well as the little food left in the village, and flipped through it with his hands from time to time.

"Hero, it's all here."

The old man bent down and whispered his airway.

"Really?"

"Really... Target. ”

The old man paused and insisted on speaking.

"Smack."

Suddenly, the leader of the thieves knocked the old man to the ground with the hilt of his sword, aiming the blade at his throat.

"Old thing, you think I'm a liar? At least send me this car again, well, half the heavy stuff. If you lose a pound, I will kill one of you to fill the number. ”

"Hero, we really didn't..."

"Smack."

Another blow made the old man's head tilt and spat blood.

"No one moved, it seems that you want this old thing to make a pound first."

The leader of the thieves looked at the villagers gathered in a group and said jokingly.

"Okay, anyway, there are a lot of you, and the women come first, and you can still make the brothers happy, isn't it."

The surrounding thieves booed, their eyes on the women, and from time to time they stretched out their hands to point.

"I have!"

Finally, someone couldn't help it and stood up.

"If it's for you, you can let everyone go."

The man hugged his wife and children in his arms and said cowardly.

"Of course, no problem."

The bandit leader stared at the man, a smile curling into his mouth.

The old man who fell to the ground sighed deeply when he saw this.

That's the last grain in our village, there is no food, the harvest in the field is not ripe, how can the village dolls survive.

Soon, under the gathering of the people in the village bit by bit, half a cart of grain and copper coins were piled up.

This is a copper coin stained with mud and rust on the surface, and the last living food of the villagers.

The bandit leader grabbed a handful of copper coins from the clay pot and looked at it for a moment.

The smile on the corner of his mouth could no longer be hidden, and he threw the copper coin into the sky.

In the surprised eyes of the villagers, shouted.

"Brothers, it's time for joy."

......

Thieves and villagers, knives and blood, hideous and screaming.

"You guys, how can you..."

Before the man could finish his words, a long knife plunged into his chest.

"Naive."

Then he picked up the woman, threw her on the grass beside her, and pressed her down with a cruel smile.

The woman resisted hoarsely, using her fingers, her teeth, and everything else that could resist, but after all, she was an unarmed woman, how could she fight against a robber who was strong and armed?

until the thief got impatient.

With a secret curse in his mouth, he swung his fist and slammed it on the woman's head.

"Bang."

Slammed the woman's head to the side, leaving a trail of blood on her forehead.

This is not satisfied, he only feels that a breath of depression has not yet been vented.

At this time, a child next to him came over crying and shouting "mother", pulling his trouser legs.

"Don't bully my mother."

The child's voice is crisp but powerful.

The thief looked at the child, his face turned hideous, and he raised his long knife with a cruel smile, aiming at the child to cut it off.

It's just that I can't wave it anymore.

"Run."

"Ah Yu, good, get out of here."

In a hurry, the woman grabbed the knife in her hand and prevented the thief from swinging it.

Blood dripped from her hands.

The thief took a sip and kicked the woman hard.

"I'll clean you up later."

Then he raised the long knife again.

"Bang."

Another heavy blow, but this time it was the thief who fell to the ground.

Immediately after, a pair of Erk sneakers stomped on the thief's face, and a long sword plunged into his body.

"Why is there no such thing as a beast like you in this world?"

The Taoist priest drew his long sword, and the blood stained Qing Feng red.

"It's okay, it's just in time."

At this time, the thieves began to have fun, and they used the whole village as a playground, in which they wantonly humiliated and enjoyed the pleasure of dominating the weak as the strong.

"Take your mother with you."

Li Jiuan patted the child's head and motioned for her to pick up the woman and run out of the village first, then tore off a piece of cloth from the thief and wiped the blade of the sword.

"Let's go together, I want to see, is your blood still red?"

The blade of the sword has been polished, the thieves have surrounded it, and a good show has just begun.

......

", where did the bull-nosed Taoist priest come from?"

"Kill him."

"Copy the guys."

The Taoist priest disturbed the "Yaxing" of these thieves, how can this be endured?

Immediately, one of them rushed up without even putting on his pants.

"Gan Linniang's."

It's a bit spicy to the eyes.

When the thief approached, Li Jiuan took it lightly, and then rushed forward.

The thief was surprised, and before he could react, he felt a pain in his lower body.

Then, without waiting for the thief to scream, he grabbed him by the collar and threw him into the middle of the bandit.

The leader of the thieves had a gloomy face, but he didn't expect to be put down by a Taoist priest with a face-to-face effort.

"Ideas are prickly, and... Hurry up. ”

Halfway through this, his tone suddenly became urgent.

It turned out that as soon as he spoke, the Taoist priest's eyes locked on, and he rushed straight to where he was.

Heh, do you want to take down your own leader first?

It's a bit of a brain, but I don't know if I have the ability.

The surrounding thieves received his order and immediately besieged it.

The Taoist priest was not in a hurry, and threw out a talisman, turning into a fireball that exploded in the crowd.

"Demon, demon law!"

The leader of the thieves looked terrified.

"Where the hell did this demon come from?"

The fireball exploded into a puff of smoke, and a sword light came out of the smoke, quickly magnifying in the eyes of the leader of the thieves, and he hurriedly swung his sword to block it.

But as if the sword had a spiritual nature, it went around the blade, and the tip of the sword was on the blade, and a strong force was transmitted to his wrist, and then as soon as the hand was released, the knife fell to the ground.

Oops.

The leader of the thieves knew that something was wrong, and just as he tried to dodge, the blade of the sword slashed through his neck.

Blood splattered.

There's not much to say about the rest.

The leader was dead, and the remaining thieves were also frightened by the Taoist priests, leaving only one massacre.

Rao is a thief kneeling down and begging for mercy, and it depends on whether the villagers agree or not.

Li Jiuan turned his back and no longer looked over there.

When the thief lays down his weapon and kneels on the ground, he is like a wolf without teeth, no, it should be a dog without teeth.

When the young men in the village picked up their weapons, their fate was already doomed.

The old man was about to step forward to thank him.

Suddenly, a "help" came from afar.

Li Jiu'an looked for a sound, only to see a young man running panting, and his eyes lit up when he saw him.

"Dao Chief, help."

This young man was dressed in shabby linen clothes, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he was a little handsome.

But when he got closer, the corpse on the ground and the blood stains on the long sword in the Taoist priest's hand made him a little scared.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, these thieves are dead."

Li Jiuan comforted softly.

The young man stood still and breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, Dao Chief, there's another one."