Chapter 487 Fusang Ronin again?

As soon as the principal of the second middle school saw his words, drips of fine sweat oozed from the foreheads of several young people, and their faces were pale, and they almost stumbled down.

He comforted: "A few teachers, the conditions of our No. 2 middle school are so simple, you have also seen, even sending a school bus is still an old ox cart, but I believe that in the future, there will be bread, milk, and a brand new mobile school bus."

The words of the principal of the second middle school have been put on this, what else can I do? A few young men had no choice but to put their luggage on the old ox cart.

The No. 2 Middle School of Bird Bu County is about 70 or 80 kilometers away from Chengguan, and if the motor vehicle only takes one or two hours to arrive, Zhu Houzhao has no choice but to take an old and dilapidated ox cart, which is naturally more than seven or eight hours.

This old dilapidated oxcart is a broken cart pulled by two old oxen.

At this moment, the sky is so blue, the clouds are fluttering slowly, and birds can be seen flying by from time to time, the principal of the second middle school sits in front with a bullwhip and drives it himself, and Zhu Houzhao and other young people are in the car behind with their luggage.

Looking around, we don't need to talk about the beautiful scenery of the countryside in spring, you know it with your toes.

The old cow struggled along the potholed dirt roads in the countryside, and the telephone poles on the roadside, the continuous mountains, farmlands, and streams passed in front of him.

The cowherd blows the shepherd's flute in the endless wilderness, the farmer toils in the fields, sowing the hope of a good harvest, and the unrestrained stream trickles and emits beautiful notes like wind chimes.

What a beautiful, vibrant, green, violet, and beautiful picture!

Good things are always short-lived, time passes imperceptibly, and before you know it, the old ox cart turns into a treacherous country road.

On one side of the mountain road is a towering cliff, and on the other side is an abyss under the overhanging wall.

"Principal, the road to our No. 2 Middle School is not easy to walk, it seems that the road to teaching in No. 2 Middle School this time is probably a long way to go!"

Zhu Houzhao casually said to the principal of the No. 2 Middle School who was driving the old ox cart in front.

"Little teacher, you're right!" The principal of the second middle school said, "In addition to the remoteness of Yinyue Town, where our second middle school is located, the road is difficult, since last year, there has been a help to Sangronin from nowhere.

"What, it's Fuso Ronin again?" Zhu Houzhao's eyes widened in shock, what a narrow road! From time to time, when encountering people who invade the people and worry about the people, eight or nine are not far from ten, and they are the Fusang ronin.

Zhu Houzhao remembers that I don't know which Internet celebrity said, "Whenever the Huaxia Heavenly Dao is lost and reincarnation comes to an end, the endless realm will invade the kind of Fusang Chaos Beasts, they take the huge body of the empire and forcibly break into the land of Huaxia. ”

The Fusang people are a notorious destroyer of Chinese civilization, only by driving out the Fusang Chaos Behemoths and letting them disappear from the land of China, the withered heaven and earth of China will be reborn, the destroyed order will be rebuilt, and the backbone of the people can be straightened. Zhu Houzhao has always believed in this.

I remember there is a saying that says, "The face of a child in spring changes three times a day." "Somehow, the sky was clear and cloudless, and I don't know when countless dark clouds piled up, and this dense dark cloud looked at the world like hundreds of millions of evil ghosts, and the mountain road suddenly became dark.

Countless dazzling thunder and electric snakes swam between the clouds, erupting into a deafening thunderous sound, the heavens and the earth were trembling, and a drifting heavy rain crackled and poured down in an instant.

"Oops, why did you run into this damn weather." The principal of the No. 2 Middle School sighed, flicked the panicked ox cart to the foot of the 1,000-year-old tree and stopped, and then found oilcloths from the car to greet the teachers who were drenched in the rain and covered the luggage on the cart with all their hands.

"Help! Help me! At this moment, a terrible woman's scream suddenly sounded on the mountain road ahead.

This terrible woman's scream is like the winter moon in the north, the wind is like a knife, the grass and trees are withering, and the frost is full of mountains, so that the heaven and earth are slaughtered, and anyone who listens to it will be depressed.

"Stand still at the Flower Girl! Accompany Taijun to play, have fun! Immediately after that, there was a noisy and obscene giggle behind the woman.

"Fuso ronin? It's really a narrow road, and it's itchy to get a sandbag!" Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but slap a spirit.

Zhu Houzhao walked out from under the big tree sheltering from the rain, and under the washing of the torrential rain, he opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the mountain road ahead.

What catches my eye is a few short Fuso ronins armed with katanas, desperately chasing a stunningly disheveled, scarred woman who has fled a little staggeringly.

In the ravages of this pouring rain, the woman was already soaked, and her figure was very graceful.

"Look, it's these Fusang ronins who are bullying men and women in Yinyue Town, making the people of the whole town uneasy!" The principal of the second middle school pointed to the Fusang ronin and said indignantly to Zhu Houzhao.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Houzhao also had a splitting headache, and his heart seemed to be cut off, "Beast!" Finally, he burst out of his teeth with these two words!

"Flower girl, I've finally caught you, where are you still running? No matter how much you escape, you can't escape from the palm of our Taijun! ”

The woman panicked while fleeing, and when she suddenly tilted her body, she was about to fall, and was hugged in her arms by a Fusang ronin with a Rendanhu who rushed to the forefront.

The woman struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free, and several Fusang ronins laughed.

Bang!

At this moment, a thunderclap sounded, and a figure pierced the sky like lightning, and the moment the light shone, Ren Danhu was kicked over by a big foot that seemed to fall from the sky!

"Damn Fusang people, you dare to violate my dignified Celestial Empire woman, I think you are tired of living, in view of your scum, beasts are not as good as you, I, as a Celestial Empire, must severely punish you! Send you to hell! The figure announced in a deep voice.

It can be seen that the anger in his chest is like a volcano, and it erupts at this moment, and it is actually a cloud of smoke rolling!

He will not forget the Fusang people when he dies, for the sake of many compatriots who have died and been humiliated, he will revenge this revenge for them!

When I looked at it again, the figure was actually a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but he was dressed in a very rustic manner, and between the cold and vigilant eyes of this young man, there was a thunder pool, and between the lightning and thunder, it was like a son of thunder.

Ren Danhu was greatly surprised, and the figure burst into a loud shout, and the dense, raindrop-like giant fist smashed on him one by one, and every time he smashed a punch, Ren Danhu would let out a terrible scream, and at the same time, a blood hole would appear on his body!

It's just that I don't know why, under this heavy punch from the young man who is like the son of thunder, Ren Danhu, who is known as the master of Demon Brother, has no power to fight back, and he can't even parry, so he can only watch himself being flattened covered in blood, screaming and screaming.

Ren Danhu's screams were like barbs piercing into the chests of the few Fusang ronins who were immediately behind them, making them feel tingling even when they breathed!

Ren Danhu is the leading big brother of this group of ronins, and the longing and pain in his eyes tear the hearts of his subordinates.

What else in the world is more uncomfortable than having your brother being wantonly slaughtered in front of your eyes and being powerless?