The female protagonist is doing the right thing for the sky, and Ding Xuewei will naturally not stop her.

After making sure she was safe, he watched her enter the space.

When the figure in front of her disappeared, Ding Xuewei turned her head to look in the direction of the village.

The geographical location of Tong'an Village is very peculiar, even if she tries her best to raise her head in the position where she stands, she can't see the gate above the cliff, only what she can see is the orderly and busy figure of the people in the village.

One, two, three...

Unconsciously, she counted, a minute, two minutes, and counted.

Waiting has always been the most sorrowful, in just twenty minutes, Ding Xuewei felt that centuries had passed, and as time passed, the feeling of scratching her heart became heavier and heavier.

Will something happen to the little girl?

Is it addicted?

If something happens to her, there will definitely be no danger.

If you are addicted, when will you be able to withdraw?

"Big sister." The figure in front of her flickered, and the little girl appeared in front of her with a smile on her face.

Ding Xuewei's thoughts stagnated: "·····"

"Finish the job on time." The little girl was very happy with herself.

Ding Xuewei: "·····"

I was also worried that she would be addicted.

··· I'm so sorry!

It seems that not only did he complete the task on time, but he also did it successfully.

The little girl's previous idea was to destroy the foundation of Tong'an Village, so that the people of this village would have nowhere to entrench and naturally disperse.

She knew very well that Tong'anzhai could not be dispersed.

This kind of thinking is purely superfluous.

However, the destroyed Tong'an village was able to facilitate the actions of the Yamamins.

Since the little girl wanted to take advantage of the space, she destroyed all the houses and fields in the village.

She agreed.

However, after uprooting the house and throwing it to the back mountain, the fields in the back mountain were crushed by the collapsed houses, and the process of natural bad vegetables was too comfortable and decompressed.

She had to give the little girl a time limit.

The little girl also knew that she could not disappear from the eyes of the crowd for too long, so she gladly accepted her suggestion of three tea times.

Squatting in the pit, fifteen minutes, constipation should be solved.

Xiaofu Niu has always been in a state of motion, and she doesn't have a good grasp of time, but judging from the time limit she exceeds, she is a very restrained master.

As far as she does these things today, I am afraid it will be difficult to restrain herself.

Unconsciously, Ding Xuewei raised her hand and rubbed the top of the little girl's head, making the little girl's already messy hair miserable.

"Let's go, go back and show your face."

The little girl didn't notice it, and took her hand and followed.

The time for the two to leave is not short, and if they don't have that mind, they naturally won't think much about it.

Sicao, she knows that Xiaofuniu doesn't want to treat the people in the village.

No, after five minutes there was no one, she began to panic.

Between reporting and ignoring, she is just tugging at it.

While thinking that if she provided information about the arrest, the village would definitely look down on her, and on the other hand, she felt that Xiaofuniu's favor could be repaid, and it would be best to repay it.

So, when the sure man had already run away, he was surprised to see the two sisters who came back hand in hand.

"How did you come back?"

Ding Xuewei was speechless and choked.

What do you mean why did she come back, and she still wanted them not to come back?

"Sister Sicao, look at what you said, we are complimentary, not running away." The little girl blinked at the grapes and looked disapproving.

Silk grass that is sure they will run: "·····"

If she didn't have so many eyes around her, she would definitely have to say a few words to this little girl.

"Hiss~ Is there a problem with yesterday's meat? Why do I feel so sick to my stomach? Ding Xuewei hurriedly attracted the attention of the girls around her.

Hearing yesterday's meat, Sicao had only one thought: "You just eat one bite." ”

"But I've never eaten it before." Ding Xuewei insisted on her own opinion.

Silk grass was speechless.

People who don't eat much oil suddenly get oil, and they will indeed have diarrhea.

"In the future, eat two more bites, eat a few more times, and it won't be like this."

"Before I came to the village, I didn't have much meat, and after I came to the village, the first time I ate meat, it was also a night." A little girl remembered the past.

Sicao glanced at Ding Xuewei with complicated eyes, and then decisively brought the topic to the matter of how long to divide meat in the village.

This girl knew that she was insincere with Xiaofuniu, so she asked that sentence, which was enough to show her thoughts.

They ran and ran.

Hey~ Life is getting more and more interesting.

With silk grass as a cover, Ding Xuewei and Xiaofu Niu naturally intensified.

In less than two hours, the two of them went out three times.

When the scorching sun sprinkled at noon gave the people of Tong'anzhai who were worried all night a little warmth, a discordant sentence broke the seemingly peaceful appearance.

"The owner of the village, the second half of the village has disappeared, like a warehouse, together with the foundation, and disappeared without a trace."

The man who spoke was not small, however, the voice of the exit was a little floating, and there was a sense of weakness and weakness in blood, and in this sense of powerlessness, there was also a heavy fear.

The young village owner stared straight at him, and only after a few minutes did he say to the people around him: "Call Bai Er over." ”

Bai Er, the spy who went to Yiyong to inquire about the situation.

The people of Yiyongzhai know very well what serious the consequences of the accident in their backyard will be.

The mouths are like river mussels.

Even though Bai Er's skills are first-class, he didn't get a single bit of news from the mouth of Yiyongzhai.

Naturally, it is not known whether the situation of the half of the village that has disappeared now is the same as that of Yiyong Village.

"I went back to the town to inquire for a while, and the only thing that was certain was that the Yiyong Village walked through the water, and at that time, when I went to the Yiyong Village, I also smelled the remaining smell of fireworks."

There is no previous conviction to learn from, and the owner of the village is a little uncertain.

After thinking for a moment, he asked the people around him.

"What do you think?"

How else can you look at it.

Is this kind of thing a human being able to do?

All eyes turned to the face of the oldest person in the crowd.

"Owner, in my opinion, we should disperse." The old man spoke, his voice was muffled and deep, and as he spoke, his eyes still looked at the sky: "Stubbornness will only bring us more serious disasters, and when there is still a place to turn around, we must seize the opportunity." ”

The area of the treasury is not small, and it has disappeared under the noses of the caretakers.

I can't make people think about it lightly.

And I had thought about whether I was punished by heaven before, and I came to the house in the back half of the village that was also gone.

At present, everything is really impossible to ignore.

"Scattered villages." The owner of the village gave an order.

A bandit village that has been organized for a long time and wants to continue to develop.

Naturally, you have to have a set of coping plans for the unexpected.

When the reporters of each family and each group learned of the situation, the people of the huge village dissipated on the official road in such an orderly manner.

In the evening, in front of the lonely barricade in Tong'an Village, a group of women were at a loss.

They were discarded.

They were just abandoned by the bandits!

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...

(End of chapter)