Chapter 40: Xiao Yanyan has a helping hand

"Huh?" Meng Shaode's pupils shrank, this is a deed of sale.

It's not easy to get along the way, and if you provoke a lawsuit, it's not just a simple matter of the outcasts.

Ah Jiu's hands subconsciously grabbed Tuoba Yan's clothes, and his hands kept shaking.

It was because of this Linu deed that she ran once, and was caught by the people of the government and beaten with ten military sticks, almost killing her.

She didn't dare to run anymore.

"I'll see if it's true or not, who knows if you're a little old man."

Cai Lihua had already heard the truth, but she had no memory of the original owner, and she didn't dare to speak until she couldn't figure out the situation.

At this moment, he is saying that he is taking two steps forward, and he may as well try it if he has a plan.

"Sensei, do you want to take the opportunity to destroy it for me? There are no doors. ”

Master Li really saw through Cai Lihua, folded it and stuffed it into his arms, and walked with a proud face:

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters, this master doesn't want to spend time with you, Li Guard, take people."

As he spoke, he leisurely returned to the carriage, and ordered no one to close the door, he wanted to see this good show.

"Yes." Li Hu ordered the strong men on four or five horses to turn over and dismount, each with a horn knife hanging from his waist.

The curved upward-facing tip was pulled out, emitting the light of Hoho's death.

Meng Shaode's face darkened, obviously this was serious.

Yes, a family was killed in this kind of place, I'm afraid no one knows, plus there are a lot of people who died outside the chaos, who will notice his family?

"Okay, if you have the guts, go up."

Meng Shaode shouted angrily.

The scar on his face turned red because of the congestion, and it looked particularly hideous.

Cai Lihua trembled and took out a kitchen knife from the basket, holding it with both hands, and protected her daughter behind her.

"Whoosh!" A sound of breaking the air came.

The pointed wooden strip worn out by the kitchen knife yesterday put the chest of the Li family who rushed up first.

The materials are limited, and it is obvious that Meng Shaode has tried his best, but he has not achieved the effect of penetrating the hall.

His pupils shrank, and the feather arrows he used back then were iron-beaten, and it was obvious that the lethality of this wooden stick was not enough.

"Lihua, take Ah Jiu and leave." He watched Li Hu head rush up with the other three people holding the horn knife, and he felt a sense of heaviness and despair.

"Old Meng." Cai Lihua was so scared that she didn't dare to cry.

Tuoba Yan also shook his body, and subconsciously grabbed Ah Jiu's trembling hand with his backhand.

Li Hutou was also so frightened that he paused, and sure enough, he was worthy of running a dart from south to north in the past, and he didn't even blink an eyelid when he killed someone.

Meng Shaode was not afraid, he had already changed his core, if he hadn't been in a hurry, the nature left by his original owner would never have burst out so suddenly.

At this moment, his breathing was a little short, but even if he used his corpse to die, he had to stop these people and fight for a chance to let his wife and children escape.

"Today, if I don't take your dog's life, I swear not to be a man, give it to me."

The three people behind him rushed forward with knives in hand.

Meng Shaode shouted: "Run." ”

He pushed his wife and daughter a few steps, and when he went to draw the bow with his backhand, he was obviously half a beat slower when he turned around.

The horn knife swung down at his head.

When the bang sounded, it was deafening.

I saw that the horn knife in the hand of the head guard Li actually rose into the air and spun in mid-air under the scorching sun.

The picture suddenly froze.

Several people watched as the horn knives that flew into the sky spun and fell.

Tuoba Yan's straight body stood in front of Meng Shaode, raising his palm upward, as if he had guessed the direction where the horn knife fell.

Sure enough, the horn knife landed smoothly in the palm of his hand.

Li Hu covered his injured right arm and took a few steps back, looking at the young man in shock.

With his bare hands, what did he use to block that knife?

He seemed to be using his arms, but how could there be the sound of thorns coming from the collision of metal?

At this moment, his arm was shocked to the point that he was afraid of being useless, and he trembled uncontrollably, but he was no longer conscious.