Mrs. He had been waiting in the room for a long time, and she was sleepy, and she was lying on the table and taking a nap, when she suddenly heard a sound outside, and hurriedly got up and pulled out the golden knife, and listened carefully.

After a while, I didn't see anything unusual, and I just breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear the sound of ping-pong downstairs. Mrs. He thought that He Zhentian had not returned for a long time, and suddenly a sense of foreboding came to her heart.

Turning his head to see He Baoting sleeping soundly, although he couldn't bear to wake up his son, but in extraordinary times, a family of three could be killed at any time, not to mention that most of the sound downstairs was from He Zhentian, and he didn't have time to think about it anymore, so he came to the bedside to wake up He Baoting.

He Baoting opened his eyes in a hazy way, saw that it was his mother, and just called: "Mother." Mrs. He hurriedly made a silent gesture and said in a low voice: "The enemy is coming, your father is downstairs, and we must help him." He Baoting suddenly lost his sleepiness when he heard this, and he didn't know whether he was brave or nervous, so he got up with his sword and scolded: "The dog offal is finally here!" Mrs. He nodded, motioned for her son to follow, and walked quickly towards the door.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw the figure outside the house flickering by the light in the house, she was in a hurry, she couldn't control it anymore, and yelled: "Bao'er, the puppies are at the door, let's fight with them!"

At this time, there was a sound downstairs, Mrs. He was worried about her husband, and shouted: "Master!" No one answered, He Baoting shouted: "Dad!" Still no one answered, the two of them raised their blades and ran downstairs, and when they arrived at the hall, they saw that the lights were bright, and the ground was covered with blood, in addition to the shopkeeper, there was also a person lying under the table, covering his chest, his eyes were round, his mouth was open, as if he had something to shout, but it was not who He Zhentian was.

Mrs. He shouted: "Master!" It turned out that He Zhentian had been dead for a long time, and he had been slashed more than ten times all over his body, and his clothes were dyed red.

When He Baoting saw his father dead, how could he still bear it, crying and pounced on He Zhentian's body. Mrs. He had a spasm all over her body at first, but then she calmed down and scolded: "Come out, the old lady and you don't share the sky!" Suddenly someone laughed brightly, and the mother and son turned their heads together, and saw three people coming down from the upper floor, all dressed in black, with their heads and faces covered tightly, and one of them said: "You don't need to scold, this is here." "Mrs. He couldn't bear it any longer,

"Brush" the ground with a knife and slash at the man, a move

"Wildfire burns the sky", the move is both steady and strong, and the man flashed, and the blade slashed from the side of his right arm, no more than an inch away.

The man was taken aback and scolded, "Good mother-in-law." "Don't dare to underestimate the enemy again, pull out the long sword from your waist, and wait for Mrs. He's second knife to slash again, and fight back with the sword.

He Baoting straightened his long sword, and said hatefully: "Dog offal picked the Dewei Martial Arts Pavilion, He Baoting fought with you today!" After speaking, the tip of the sword was a little, and the long sword was swung horizontally, slashing towards the other man in black.

The man in black saw that his move was very fierce, and dodged to avoid it. He Baoting did not make him old in one move, and the second move was another, the tip of the sword pierced the opponent's eyes, and the man in black jumped back.

He Baoting's third sword followed and stabbed again, and the man in black raised his sword to block it,

As soon as the "dang" sounded, He Baoting's arm shook violently, and the sword almost fell off. He Baoting was in a strong mood at this time, and he just wanted to avenge his father, and said in his heart: "If you can't fight, you will kill you, so what will you do." Thinking of this, holding the long sword in his hand and attacking with fierce moves, it was all the subtle tricks of the He family's swordsmanship.

The long sword of the man in black circled, stabbing out from the ground, the silver stars were dotted, and the tip of the sword stabbed in seven directions. He Baoting also made a move very quickly, and he fought hard to attack.

The man seemed to want to let go, and only occasionally attacked twice, but it was also stopped at the point, and the two of them advanced and retreated, and it was difficult to distinguish between more than 20 moves.

Over there, Mrs. He fought with her opponent but was in danger one after another, and a golden sword couldn't stop the opponent's extremely fast sword moves.

He Baoting saw that his mother was falling into the wind, so he hurriedly ran over with his sword, raised his sword and slashed it on the top of his opponent's head. The man in black leaned and dodged, He Baoting was like a madman, and immediately pounced, and suddenly stumbled under his feet, and he tripped over something, and fell down, only to hear one person say: "Lie down!" One foot stepped heavily on him, followed by a sharp object on his back.

All he could see in his eyes was the dust in the ground, but he heard his mother screaming: "Don't kill him, don't kill him!" Mrs. He was already invincible, and in a panic, her sword skills were even looser, but at this time, seeing that her son was in danger, she didn't know where to get a force, and the horizontal knife blocked the sword that stabbed her son, but she was slapped hard by her opponent and spat blood.

He Baoting turned around and saw that his mother was injured, so he got up and screamed and pounced on his opponent, fighting indiscriminately, with no rules at all, and he was hit seven or eight times in a short time.

Seeing that a long sword in the diagonal stab was about to stab again, she didn't have time to dodge anymore, but shouted: "Dad! mother!" Sure enough, Mrs. He pounced again, separated the other party with a horizontal knife, blocked her son, and fought with the three people in front of her.

He Baoting wanted to stay again, but he heard his mother shouting: "Bao'er run away!" He Baoting was willing to leave alone, shouting: "Mother!"

In the crisis, Mrs. He pushed her son away and shouted: "If you don't leave, your father and mother will die in vain!" When she said this, Mrs. He was hit by another sword in the leg, and she couldn't support it when she saw it.

He Baoting called his mother with tears, and Mrs. He shouted with a mouth full of blood: "Hurry up!" When she said this, she was obviously trying her best, He Baoting Pupu dropped two lines of tears, nodded, and ran towards the back window of the lobby.

A man in black saw that He Baoting was going to escape, where was he willing to let him go, leaving Mrs. He to chase him, who knew that Mrs. He was like a crazy tigress, entangled the three of them, and the three of them couldn't leave half a step for a while, and when Mrs. He tried her last strength, she had already passed a stick of incense.

He Baoting left the lobby and went straight to the stable, with tears in his eyes, and couldn't help but say, "Mother, mother." When he reached the place where he was to tie his horse, he untied his rope, turned over and got on his horse, and with a strong pull on the reins with both hands, the horse neighed, let go of its hooves, and galloped into the woods.

After running for a while, He Baoting remembered his mother in his heart and refused to escape alone, at this time he was injured in many places, the pain was unbearable, the horse was bumpy, and one accidentally rolled off the horse, a few rolled, and fell into the long grass.

But the horse did not stop, but galloped away from it. He Baoting grabbed the branches on the bushes and wanted to stand up, but his feet didn't have half the strength, he only held up a foot, and then he fell, and then felt a sharp pain in his waist and buttocks at the same time, but when he fell off the horse, he hit the roots and stones in the forest.

Only a few whistling sounds, the sound of horses' hooves, someone chased after him, He Baoting hurriedly ambushed into the grass, but it turned out to be the three men in black.

He Baoting didn't dare to say anything, his heart was pounding, the three of them stopped, and they didn't know what to say, they saw one of them pointing forward, and the three of them galloped forward.

He Baoting lay quietly in the grass, mosquitoes came to bite, and he couldn't pay attention to it, and after a while, he remembered his mother in his heart, so he struggled to get up and slowly walked towards the inn.

He thought to himself: "I have to change my appearance, so that those people can't recognize them in person, otherwise I will kill them at once, how can I be worthy of my mother's hard work." "Walking into the lobby of the inn, I saw blood stains all over the ground, and my father's body was lying in one place, thinking that I was afraid that my mother was dying, and she used all her strength to crawl next to her father.

Thinking of this, tears rolled down his eyes, and he said straight in his heart: "Daddy and Mom, the child must kill the monks and the gang to avenge you!" He went to the master's room, lit the oil lamp, and wanted to find a set of clothes, but he didn't know that the innkeeper was short in stature, and there was no set of clothes suitable for him.

He went from room to room, but all the rooms where there were people were in the guest room, and he immediately understood why the store was silent, and it turned out that the store had been killed by men in black from top to bottom.

Walking back to the lobby, I saw the corpse of the shopkeeper lying on the ground, and the shopkeeper was of the same figure as him, and said in his heart: "I can't say, I have to change into the clothes of a dead man." He took off the clothes of the dead man and held them in his hands, but he felt that he was stinking and his nose was so foul that he thought that he should wash them and put them on again, and then he thought, "If I delay for a moment and a half in order to be clean for a while, and wait for the enemy to kill him, will I not fail my mother?"

When I looked around, I saw my father, my own long sword, and my mother's golden sword, all thrown to the ground. He picked up his parents' blades, wrapped them in a rag, inserted them in his coat behind his back, and carried his parents' bodies to the backyard for burial.

I wanted to set up a tablet for my parents, but I suddenly thought that if the enemy turned back, I was afraid that my father and mother would not be at peace underground.

Thinking of his parents' fame, but after his death, he didn't even have a burial tablet, and he buried his parents as a son, but he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't help crying.

After a while, he got up and lit a torch, and walked out of the shop, only to hear the faint sound of crickets in the street, and suddenly felt a sense of desolation, and could not help but cry out loud.

He raised his hand and threw it, and the torch drew a red arc in the dark shadow,

With a "snort", he fell into the pool, which was extinguished, and there was darkness all around.