At this moment Hua Bo came, and behind him was the prince, who was now on a tall horse, and walked unhurriedly. The sky was constantly dancing with flowers, purple, blue, and even white. Xiaohua had tears on her face, saying that she wanted her father to keep Shaoqiu okay, otherwise, she would also fall from the roof of her house and die with Shaoqiu!

Hua Bo took the prince at this time and walked to the door of Shaoqiu's house, of course, at this time, he also wished that Shaoqiu would die, but in this case, Xiaohua would also go, which was not good. Originally, I didn't dare to say anything to the bandits, for fear that the bandits would beat people, but since I have a prince, everything is easy to do, what else is there to fear?

"Old Black!" Hua Bo stepped forward and called the bandits, "The prince told you to release him, otherwise, he said that he wanted to tell his father to kill you!" ”

"This?" The black bandit was at a loss for a while, and at this time he was a little convinced, if this was true, he would be finished. "But won't I take revenge?"

"It's not just you who have a grudge against him, but since the prince has spoken, then what else is there to say, just let him go, otherwise, tell his father, and I think you will be finished." Hua Bo said.

With tears on her face, Xiaohua followed behind her father, and looked at Shaoqiu who was standing on the top of the house from time to time, really didn't want him to pretend to fall from above, otherwise, the knife below was a joke? At this time, for the sake of Shaoqiu, Xiaohua can do anything.

"Don't let it go, this person can't let it go, he slept with my wife, otherwise, why would God want him to vomit blood, this is clearly God's punishment for him, and he must not be released, otherwise, I don't want to live." A man with a very serious suspicion said to the bandits, "You must not let this young autumn go, otherwise, as long as he lives in the world for one day, he will suffer one day of sin."

"This?" The bandit hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to do.

"Let him go," Xiaohua stood up at this time, "Look how pitiful you are, no, you're vomiting blood again." ”

"As long as you sleep with me for one night, I'll let him go!" The black bandit said this in his heart at this time, but he didn't dare to say it, otherwise, he would not be able to eat and walk around if he offended the prince.

"Let them go." The bandit said so.

And people walked to the top of Shaoqiu's house at this time, pulled it down, sent it into his house, and helped him close the door of the house, but Haohua kept shedding tears at this time, this revenge is not avenged, how can he be a human being in this life? However, Xiaohua's family has a prince as a backer, how can a good flower be, if she offends the prince, she wants to be a man in a deserted village again, I'm afraid it is impossible.

When Haohua left, she didn't forget to scold, "Cut off your brain!" But what's the use, so I had to wipe my tears and go. But if you don't take revenge, what face do you have to live in the world, and you want to go to the house to get a knife at this time, and then you will end up with this dog's day!

The black bandit also hindered the prince's face, and did not dare to make a mistake for a while, otherwise, he would offend this person, and this person who looked at him riding a tall horse was probably not a person to be messed with. He left silently, but when he left, he didn't forget to point his fingers at Shaoqiu, telling him that it was better not to study, otherwise, he would kill him one day.

Uncle Feng has been staying in his house since his legs are crippled, he doesn't want to go out, and he doesn't dare to go out, there are many people looking for revenge in the deserted village, and his legs are inconvenient, if he goes out, he can only die in vain, and he won't be so stupid! Uncle Feng lies in his bed every day and night, whenever he dreams back at midnight, he always can't fall asleep over and over, thinking of his life at this time, is it really what people say, the reason why he is so miserable is all due to the scholar in the deserted village? Uncle Feng didn't believe it for a while, but people said so, even if they didn't believe it, it wouldn't be done!

On this day, Uncle Feng appeared in front of Shaoqiu's house on crutches, and in the middle of the night, there was no sound in the deserted village. Only Uncle Feng stayed in front of the door of Shaoqiu's house, and knocked lightly at this time, wanting to see if this scholar was really as bad as people said?

"Who?!" Shaoqiu was lying on the bed, already unwilling to live in the world anymore, and suddenly heard the sound of the door knocking again, that is, no matter how good his temper was, he was afraid that it would be in vain.

"I, open the door!" Uncle Feng roared like this at this time, although his legs were no longer complete, but the pride in his chest remained unchanged at all.

Shaoqiu opened the door. A gust of wind swept over, making him a little cold for a while, and his whole body was shivering.

"Is there something wrong?" Shaoqiu asked.

"I heard you vomited blood, is that true?" Uncle Feng asked.

"Hmm." Shaoqiu said.

"Why are you vomiting blood," Uncle Feng stepped forward at this time and slapped Shaoqiu in the face, asking him.

"Why are you beating people?" Shaoqiu asked, he didn't want to live at this time, so he wanted to fight with Uncle Feng, but as soon as he moved, he felt unwell, so he didn't dare to do anything.

"You dare to do something wrong, otherwise, we won't vomit blood, just you vomit blood, how can you say this?" Uncle Feng said, his face was quite ugly, it seems that the reason why he is like this is also out of helplessness, take advantage of Shaoqiu to vomit blood and hit him at this time, otherwise he will be strong at that time, and if he wants to beat someone, I am afraid it will not be so easy.

When Uncle Feng said this, he rushed forward again, and kept fighting, so that he fell to the ground, but he still had to get up and continue to fight. "Don't fight, I can't stand it!" Shaoqiu screamed hysterically, covered his head at this time, squatted outside the house, and let the wind constantly blow the hair on his head, and he didn't dare to do anything, he could only be slaughtered.

Uncle Feng fought for a while, and felt better for a while, and it could be regarded as avenging his leg, otherwise, even if he died, he would not be at ease. At this time, he finally beat him up, and then limped to his house, and Shaoqiu's room kept bursting with bursts of crying, but it wasn't Shaoqiu crying.

"Uncle Feng, where are you going?" At this time, I met someone on the road, and the man asked him so.

"To play, to hit people." Uncle Feng said.

"At your age, your legs and feet are inconvenient, can you still beat people?" The man asked, curious.

After Uncle Feng said this, a gust of wind blew and blew him to the ground, and at this time he got up from the ground with difficulty, patted the dust on his body, and continued to speak. "Yes, I just went to beat a man, a man who reads." Uncle Feng said to the man.

"Oh, fight well, continue to fight in the future, if people like that don't fight, the deserted village will not be a world." And when the man dropped these words, he passed away like the wind.