The little boy who guarded the family was not a brainless face melon, although his position was related to the brother who killed him by chance by Fang Fang, but over the years, judging from his means of governing and governing Yangguan City, this guy is also quite brainy. Putting aside his bad habits that hurt nature and reason, maybe this little boy will really grow into a capable official in the future.

Now that the blade is on the neck, what happened, needless to say, he has already reacted.

But when he turned around and saw that the person with the horizontal sword on his neck was actually a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, most of the emotions that had been slightly nervous dissipated at once.

After fixing his eyes and seeing Meng Juntong's appearance clearly, the little boy's heart, which was originally half down, had to be lifted again.

Liu Ji is worthy of being the flower messenger who won the heart of this little boy, he saw at a glance that Meng Juntong would be the type that the little boy liked, and now the little boy saw her with his own eyes, and sure enough, his eyes were shining, and his legs trembled.

"Little ...... Little sister, don't be afraid, my brother won't hurt you. The little boy tried to stabilize his emotions, and looked at Meng Juntong with a harmless face.

But when Meng Juntong saw that face, he felt sick for no reason.

"Uncle, if you twist your head around, I'm about to throw up. Meng Juntong ruthlessly spit out the appearance of the little boy.

The little boy was slightly stunned when he heard this, and the expression on his face gradually stiffened.

Uncle, I'm just in my early twenties, and I'm actually called an uncle by a little Lori.

"Uncle, please hurry up, your expression is even more disgusting now!" Meng Juntong made a painful look, and at the same time, the Qingfeng Sword in his hand trembled slightly: "Look at you, I cried ugly with my sword, if you don't look back, I don't guarantee that it won't jump out and scratch your face." ”

The little boy who guarded the family was really scared and turned his head, but when his head turned halfway, he suddenly realized something, and shouted angrily: "Little girl, this young master has given you face, right?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, before his body turned around, Meng Juntong kicked on his calf, and the dignified Taishou brother actually fell to his knees with a pop, and at the same time, there was a shallow blood mark on his neck.

"I said, be careful, the sword in my hand does not recognize anyone. ”

Seeing that the little boy was kidnapped and injured, the samurai who guarded the mansion panicked all of a sudden.

They are all henchmen and dead soldiers cultivated by the old lady, and they put their net worth and life on the line early in the morning, but this little boy is the only bloodline left by the seriously ill Taishou, if it hangs here, I'm afraid that the vein of the Taishou family will be over.

"Bold enchantress, don't hurt my lord. Just as Meng Juntong was about to get those warriors to lay down their weapons and give her and Xue Ding a chance to escape, a voice rang out behind her.

The corners of Meng Juntong's eyes jumped, her first reaction was that there was a master, and she couldn't even tell from the sound alone which direction the other party was rushing towards her.

At the same time, Xue Ding, who had already left the battlefield, rushed towards Meng Juntong with a fierce body, and then stepped out of the ground less than ten steps away from her, and the body flew up more than two feet high.

The whistling blade broke through the air and roared, as if it was about to tear the sky apart, and the next moment a piercing metal impact resounded throughout the audience.

Xue Ding landed heavily, and both feet actually sank into the hard bluestone slab ground at the same time.

Meng Juntong reached out and wanted to catch the little boy in front of him, but another shadow flashed, and the speed was amazingly fast, and he directly took the little boy away from Meng Juntong's sword.

With a bang, Meng Juntong pulled out her sword from the sheath, and a great pressure lingered in her heart, which was the warrior's perception of danger.

The man who had previously struck against Schröding also fell to the ground at this moment, it was a burly man with a mace in both hands, his upper body was naked, his full muscles were filled with a sense of violent power, and with this thing's stature, bulk, squatting in the grass with fur, someone would definitely think he was a brown bear.

The other person who took away the little boy from Meng Juntong was a very short and thin young man, who was not much taller than Meng Juntong, but the body he showed just now was quite accomplished in light skills.

Meng Juntong subconsciously leaned behind Xue Ding: "Brother Xue, these two people are not easy to deal with." ”

Xue Ding snorted, he was a person who was not good at words, but when he thought about it, he felt guilty about Meng Juntong in his heart, if it weren't for himself, Meng Juntong would not have been swept into this intriguing whirlpool.

Meng Juntong didn't think so much, now that the hole cards in her hand are gone, and this courtyard is full of warriors from the Taishou Mansion, plus a sinister withered old man, and two unknown masters with unfathomable strength, the current situation is very unfavorable for him and Xue Ding.

The little boy was pulled away from the battlefield by the thin man, he reached out and touched his neck, Meng Juntong's sword didn't cut deeply, but only hurt a layer of flesh on the outside.

Looking at the blood stains between his fingers, the little boy's eyes flashed with a cruel light.

"I didn't expect that it has only been a few years, and someone dares to take the initiative to break into my Taishou Mansion, heh, it seems that I am too Shoufu in this Yangguan City, there is really no majesty. ”

"Childe, that man is very strong, you should avoid it first, and fight for a while, so as not to injure you by mistake. The burly man who had made the previous move from Xue Ding walked in front of the little boy and stood still, and whispered to the little boy behind him.

"What's so powerful, since I have entered this Taishou Mansion, I don't mind having another grave bag in the grave in the back mountain. If it is a woman, then bury her in my Manju Sahua Garden. The little boy sneered with pity.

"Bury in Manzhu Shahua Garden," Meng Juntong frowned, as if he had thought of something.

And Xue Ding beside him has already exuded a thick murderous aura, there is no doubt that there must be a piece of his reverse scale buried in the Manzhu Shahua Garden that the little boy said.

"Cheng Hu, Lin Meng, shoot together, tear him apart for me, and avenge our brothers who died in battle today. The little boy stretched out his hand to Schröding.

After receiving the order, the big man with the mace and the thin young man did not hesitate to kill Xue Ding.

"Brother Xue, leave that little man to me, I'll help you drag him down, and you can solve the other one as soon as possible. Meng Juntong could see that the strength of the thin man was slightly inferior, but the most important thing was that she knew Xue Ding's martial arts style, and she had no advantage at all against this kind of opponent who was known for his speed.