After landing on the ground, Ye Qingfeng raised his hand and touched the wall, and his heart suddenly felt sour. It wasn't a dungeon at all, because there were no ladders at all, and the foul smell hit my nose and made people sick.

Ye Qingfeng glanced at the village secretary who fell half to death, and then looked up at the entrance of the cave.

This is said to be 20 meters above is a bit less, vertically up and down on both sides, cold and damp, if you want to climb up in this soft soil, ordinary people can't do it at all, presumably even people who practice martial arts have to take some effort.

"Oops, mama, oops!" It took a long time for the village secretary to regain his breathing, and now he was completely crushed, blood kept gushing from his mouth, and he screamed and coughed violently, looking so hoarse.

Originally, he wanted to trick Ye Qingfeng here and kick him down, but he didn't expect that the strong have their own strong players, and he hated Ye Qingfeng more than him.

At this time, Ye Qingfeng waved his hand violently and smashed Parker on the village division, roaring angrily. "Where are they? Hurry up and take me to find them! Do you want to die?"

"Ahem, ahem, no, heroes, they're here now!" It was only at this time that the village division realized that this Ye Qingfeng was a pure brand hob meat, and it was indeed a bit bizarre to be ruthless. But he just couldn't understand that among the poor and lowly villagers, there would be someone who knew such a powerful person.

"Take me to find it!Get me up if I'm not dead!Hurry up!" Ye Qingfeng was in a throat again, and the village division was so frightened that he jumped up directly, and his soul almost flew.

"Okay! Don't hit me! Right now!" The village division took out a fluorescent stone from his arms, and ran forward with the pain, Ye Qingfeng turned his head and kicked the village division's son Parker into sleep, and then quickly followed.

This should be a cave, it should be said to be a natural cave, and the two of them ran for more than two minutes to see the light in front of them, and from time to time they came to a spacious place.

The scene in front of him completely shocked Ye Qingfeng, the lights here were bright, like an ancient prison. More than two dozen people in the same uniform were in the middle of it, some were drinking, some were sleeping, some were gambling.

When they saw the comer, everyone came up to greet them. After a while, I realized that the person who was beaten and forced to drink was the village secretary, and my heart couldn't help but be shocked. In the past, the village division was the emperor of the soil here, and he could suffer a crime if he didn't say a good word, let alone fight like this.

"Muraji-sama, why are you ......?" The first one asked.

At this time, the village division suddenly yelled at these soldiers, "Brothers, kill this kid for me!"

When the words fell, the two dozen or so people directly pulled out their matching knives and rushed up.

Nima!

Ye Qingfeng reacted at this time, this village secretary deliberately brought himself here. Then he took a breath and kicked out a space with three kicks. Then with a wave of his arm and muttering words in his mouth, the trident appeared directly in his hand, shining with golden light.

Click!

Ye Qingfeng moved his neck and said in a cold voice. "If you don't want to give you face, then don't blame me for burying you in the ground forever!"

The words fell, a halberd stabbed out head-on, and one of them was directly stabbed to the heart, and within 10 minutes, only the village secretary shivering in the corner of the entire dungeon remained.

Ye Qingfeng was like a god of death, and glanced at Zhou Zhou, there were only two people in the cell, an adult and a child, and the two hugged each other tightly, and they couldn't see their faces at all.

Ye Qingfeng dragged the trident and pointed at the village division. "Let me ask you one last time, where are the people of the Yamu family?"

"It's there, there!" The village secretary trembled and pointed to one place, which was the place Ye Qingfeng watched. "Warrior, she is Meixi, and that stinky little madman is Yamusi!"

Airplanes!

When Ye Qingfeng heard this, he turned his head to stare at the two of them, his mind blank. Their whole bodies exuded a foul smell, the mother and son hugged each other and trembled, unkempt, under the face covered by messy hair, their eyes were full of horror, and Ye Qingfeng's eyes were so strange.

After stepping forward a few more steps, Ye Qingfeng waved the trident in his hand horizontally, only to hear a click, and the prison fence was instantly shattered. After walking in slowly, Ye Qingfeng squatted down and brushed away the child's knotted broken hair, and sighed in his heart again.

"Konishi, what's wrong with you? Konishi!" Konishi was covered in bruises, and his eyes were full of fear. He obviously didn't know the man in front of him, maybe it was too long and he didn't have any impression, after all, he had only known each other for a few days.

A burst of sourness floated through his heart, and Ye Qingfeng knelt directly in front of the woman with red eyes.

He just came to this world half a year ago, and he didn't know what "hulayi" meant, until he met Messisi, and he didn't know that the word was not an aunt, but a mother who adopted a child.

The woman taught him to speak, although the family situation was not very good, she cooked for him every day, never starved him, and saved herself without expecting anything in return.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingfeng's tears flowed even more, and he slammed his head on the ground against the woman, and said in a choked voice. "Hulayi (godmother), the breeze is late! Godmother, look at me, I am the breeze you saved half a year ago!"

Hearing this, the woman looked at Ye Qingfeng suspiciously, and looked up and down a few times before remembering that her son rescued a hungry boy at the beach half a year ago, but they only got along for a few days.

The woman's whole body stopped trembling, her dirty hand touched Ye Qingfeng's face, and the dried tears fell, and she threw herself directly into Ye Qingfeng's arms. "Breeze!

"Godmother, Qingfeng came back late, this is half a year, because every day things are full of arrangements and I don't come back to see you, it's Qingfeng's fault, come back to Huadu with me, I'll find a good school for Xiaoxi, and I'll support you for the rest of your life!" Ye Qingfeng hugged his godmother Meixi and Xiaoxi tightly, crying bitterly.

The words fell, turned his head and glared at the village secretary viciously, and asked coldly. "What did you do to them?"

Airplanes!

Unexpectedly, this look almost scared the soul of the village division, how could he not understand now that this kid who can fight turned out to be the godson of the Yamu family!

Half a year ago, Yamu's family rescued a young man, and the rumors in the village were boiling, and he also knew the news, but he left within a week.

Thinking of this, the village secretary knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing, and said incoherently. "Hero, my fault is my fault! I have some misunderstandings with Yamu's family, two months ago my house was renovated, because Yamud died of a work-related injury while working, Meixi and Yamuxi blackmailed me, ready to ask for 50 gold coins in compensation, I only gave 10 gold coins, they received the money and kept complaining, I had no choice but to lock them up here. ”

"Fart!" Hearing this, Meixi became angry, let go of Konishi and rushed forward to hammer the village secretary frantically, scolding with tears. "You're talking nonsense here, I'm going to kill you murderer, you're talking nonsense here......"

"Go!" The village secretary waved his arm angrily, Meixi had been hungry for more than two months, and although she survived after a full meal, she had already lost her appearance, so how could she have the strength to fight with the village secretary?

"Mom!" Xiaoxi was shocked, and then wanted to rush forward, Ye Qingfeng dragged him back, rubbed Xiaoxi's head, glared at the village secretary with slanted eyes, and turned around and said comfortingly, "Xiaoxi, this fat pig can't do anything to his mother, he is a smart person, if he doesn't want to be destroyed by his brother, he can't hurt his mother at this moment. ”

When the village secretary heard this, the hand holding Meixi unconsciously loosened, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. "If you let me go, all the money in my family will be given to you, otherwise, I will kill your mother right now!"

As soon as the words fell, a rod of water came out of the sink in the distance, and it hit the village division directly on the arm like a water snake, and he rolled on the ground with his arm in an instant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Qingfeng pulled Meixi back, turned around and picked up the trident and threw it, the golden light slashed, and the trident pierced Muraji's fat thigh and pinned him to the ground.

"Whew!" The village priest screamed again and again, and the shouting was heartbreaking, as miserable as killing a pig.

"Mom, what about my godfather? Why do you say that the murderer is really dead?" Ye Qingfeng also guessed something, but he didn't want to admit it in his heart.

Meixi cried pale and weak, and her once delicate face was now not beautiful at all, as if she had aged dozens of years in half a year, and replied heartbrokenly. "It's this village ......"

[Two months ago, the village secretary ordered every villager to hand over 300 catties of grain.

At that time, it was the harvest season, but the Yamu family had less land to share with a small population, and the grain production was not very high.

Unexpectedly, the son of the village secretary led people to rob the grain, and killed Yamud by mistake, Meixi and Xiaoxi went to the town to complain, but the town secretary Hufa accepted the benefits of the village division and forcibly escorted the mother and son back to Xiaomo Village.

Because of this, the village priest harassed the Yamu family every day and forcibly guarded their house.

Meixi was heartbroken, and she couldn't swallow a breath in her heart, so she fled with her son late at night, preparing to go to Maple Leaf City to find the city division to comment, but she didn't expect the village secretary to send someone to arrest them in the middle of the night, and beat them again.

Meixi is an upright woman, she always has a breath of pressure in her heart, and she always wants to find someone to judge, and she can't let a man die in vain, but after the village division captured them again, he locked them up in this dungeon.

Give them steamed buns and swill to eat every day, fortunately, the mother and son have a breath in their hearts, otherwise they really don't know how to survive in the past two months. 】

"Dog thing!" Ye Qingfeng heard Meixi say this, his eyes were full of fire, he jumped in front of the village division, and pulled out the trident suddenly, and the thick thighs instantly flowed blood.

"Ahh

Ye Qingfeng turned his trident, and a fat arm fell directly, and the blood flowed wantonly and instantly stained the ground red. "If I really want to let you go, will you let me go? If I kill you, others will know that I killed you, and if I slaughter you all over the house, who will know that I killed you?"

"What? Are you the devil?" When the village secretary heard this, he covered his broken arm and his eyes were full of fear, at this time he had already repented of his mistakes, he had already known this, why should he offend the Yamu family.

"Whatever you think, maybe in the eyes of people like you, I'm the devil!"

When the words fell, Ye Qingfeng looked back at Xiaoxi, and saw that Xiaoxi covered his eyes in fear, so he softened his tone and said. "Xiaoxi, watch my brother avenge his father! put down your hands and be strong!"

Yamuxi was exactly 10 years old after his birthday last month, and children of this age are placed in the homes of high-ranking officials, and it should be said that they only know the age of learning and playing every day. But the children of poor families followed their parents to pick buds at the age of six or seven, and they also experienced their father being beaten to death. To say that people are fate, wealth and prosperity are fate, life and death are fate.

Hearing this, Konishi covered his face and shook his head. "Brother, I don't dare to look at it! I'm afraid! I'm too young!"