Night falls.

It's the height of summer, and even at night, it's hot and unbearably hot, and the sound of cicadas and frogs is noisy, which makes people irritable.

This group of twenty or thirty people is one of the two armies that Daqi originally exchanged for a small piece of land on the border, the 'brave and good at fighting' righteous victorious army.

The Great Qi Monarch was thinking that he could coordinate with the victorious army, and when facing the enemy country, he could quickly form a strong new force.

But in the past 20 years, Chang Shengyi has won the two groups of people, as if they were competing, beating houses and robbing houses at the border pass, stirring up the miasma here, and the pickled things are not inferior to those bandits who kill people without blinking.

If you are not afraid of the county officials, you are afraid of the current management, and the officials of the nearby yamen have long been surprised, in order to keep the black gauze hat on their heads, and the head, they can only turn one eye and close one eye. Otherwise, go to Beijing to sue the royal court? Can you meet the saint and not say, isn't this a slap in the face of the emperor Lao Tzu?

A scarred soldier, bare and shirtless, with a pile of burning firewood in front of him, and on two thick branches, a disemboweled, disemboweled, wild boar, as the soldier turned the branches, the fat on the boar's body dripped on the coals, and the stinging sound.

Wild boars are born with rough skin, roasted and cooked in fire, and the meat is easy to firewood, and the taste may not be too good.

But these twenty or thirty people, after a while of roasting, could not bear it, and arbitrarily intercepted a piece of wild boar meat with their own knives, and feasted on wine.

The women who were captured by this group of strongmen were about forty people, ranging in age from thirteen to thirty, and some of them were already blind-eyed and unclothed. This group of people is extremely vicious, and in order to completely cut off the thoughts of these women, they have already slaughtered their parents and relatives.

A burly man with a greasy pig's trotter in his hand and an evil smile on his face. These twenty or thirty women, trembling, moved their bodies and retreated again and again, for fear that they would become the unjust souls of this beast.

"Tsk, come and eat." He looked at the haggard woman with blank eyes at his feet, and threw the trotter to the ground.

The woman just looked up at him, ignored it, and lay motionless on the ground.

After screaming a few more times, the woman was indifferent, and the man's patience gradually ran out, so he grabbed the piece of pig's trotter that was stained with mud and stuffed it into the woman's face.

The pig's trotters still carried the temperature of the charcoal fire, and the hot grease on it made the woman's face red, and the woman kept wailing, and the more this happened, the more rude the man's hand became, causing the twenty or thirty soldiers around to laugh.

This cruel act frightened all the remaining women. But no one dares to really cry out loud, because this group of crazy strongmen, inhumane, who knows what cruel things they will do in the next moment?

The man suddenly threw the lifeless woman to the ground and spat on it: "Damn, it's really boring, I bit my tongue and killed myself." ”

Two soldiers were still unsatisfied, and went to the crowd, picked and picked, and grabbed the two crying girls by the fire.

"Dance for the soldiers, or you know......" The man made a gesture to wipe his neck.

The two girls were almost frightened, and immediately complied, writhing and dancing around the campfire. The daughter of an ordinary people's family, who can cook a good dish and learn a good embroidery, can already be regarded as a virtuous and virtuous person. Rhythm and dance rhyme, that has to be the daughter of a big family to have a chance to learn.

The dance steps of the two girls seemed a little funny, and the group gradually lost their patience, and their eyes showed greed, and I don't know who was the first to laugh wildly, and as soon as they reached out, they tore the placket of a girl's clothes, and more and more people followed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they fell to the ground.

"Who?" One of the soldiers heard a noise in the grass and shouted alertly.

The soldiers stopped their animal behavior: "Sixth, are you hallucinating, where did someone come from in this wilderness?" ”

The two women were temporarily out of danger, hugged each other, and cried together.

The one who was called the sixth shook his head: "I heard the sound clearly, and I can't be wrong." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone present put their hands on their sabers at their waists, this mountain is inaccessible, if there is a forest tiger, it is a matter of life.

The sound of the swords coming out of the sheath sounded, and the cold sword light reflected on their faces, full of murderous aura.

The sergeant, Lao Liu, slowly touched the grass, then screamed miserably, and fell to the ground with his head covered.

In the grass, a child of seven or eight years old jumped out, holding a bloody green brick in his left hand and a prickly stick wrapped in a red cloth in his right hand. Ignoring everyone's astonished gazes, he broke into the place where the women had gathered.

"Sister?" He looked anxiously to the left and right.

"Sister?" He Xi was not among the women he was present, including the poor woman who was humiliated and bitten her tongue, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and just as he wanted to pull his legs and run, the man who was beaten to the point of bleeding from the head picked him up, slapped him in the face, and then threw him on the ground.

He Xu curled up on the ground in pain and spit out a broken front tooth, but the man was still angry and kicked him again and again.

The two women, seeing that this man was quite vicious, couldn't care about their own safety for a while, one leaned over to protect He Xu, and the other hugged the man's thigh.

"Master Jun, he's still young and ignorant, let me take it for him." The woman pleaded with tears in her eyes.

The man's eyes were full of resentment, wiped the blood from his head, drew out the whip, and whipped the two women who were protecting He Xu to the point that their skin was open, crying for their father and mother, and scolding in their mouths.

In the woods, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy quietly walked out.

Dressed in a simple cloth robe, his figure was like a ghost, and he saw his fingertips gently crush something, and he came to the man in a flash.

The man's long whip was clamped tightly, and the young man looked indifferent, looking at the body of the poor woman on the ground, and then at He Xu, who was beaten with a mouth full of blood.

"Hey, who are you, didn't you see that the uncle is teaching the prisoners?" The sixth child, who was caught with the whip, was a little uneasy in his heart, and he said inwardly.

As soon as the whip in his hand was released, the sixth man retreated again and again.

The boy picked He Xu up from the girl's arms, looked at his broken front teeth, wiped the blood with his sleeve, then took off his coat and handed it to the unclothed girl, signaling them to run as far as they could.

Although the two women couldn't see where Xia Ze had the courage to come here, they had no choice but to grab this life-saving straw and hide aside with He Xu.

There are many martial artists and Qi cultivators in the ranks of the Yisheng Army, who can 'discern pearls', so they shouted: "Don't be afraid, that kid is just a second-realm martial artist." ”

"Takeo of the Second Realm?" The sixth looked the young man up and down and wondered.

This young man's whole body, not even a weapon in hand, looking at his qi mansion, it seems that there is still some gas deficiency, saying that the martial artists of the two realms have promoted him, it seems that he is a newcomer, I don't know the depth of the little ghost, when I met their group, I thought about not seeing the injustice and making a righteous move.

The sixth child finally settled down, and said with a cold face: "Boy, there is a price to be a hero, run as far as you can now, otherwise let me catch it, cut open your belly, and use your heart and liver to make sobering soup." ”

He suddenly felt a chill on his body, lowered his head, and there was a fist-sized blood hole in his belly, and blood was gushing.

The boy withdrew his hand, and a cold air came out of his hand, and blood-colored ice slag fell to the ground.

"Who did you just ask me about?" Xia Ze raised his head slowly, and there had never been such a hideous smile on his face as today.

"Lao Tzu is your long-lost father!"