Chapter 487: The Way of Life

"At that time, you let me eat everything first, and then I didn't have to worry about food and clothing, no matter how much you eat, you can't catch up with me!" said the fat old man. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, in that case, I won't let you today!" The thin old man smiled slightly when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to pull out the big knife that was inserted next to him that was a cut higher than himself.

"No! since I've let it for the rest of my life, why don't you let me do it again!" the fat old man stretched out his hand and pressed the knife back to its original place, "You stay here, if I don't succeed, they will pass through here, and then it will be your turn again!" For the first time in his life, the fat old man said in a commanding tone to the eldest brother in front of him, who was a year older than him but a head shorter than him, leaving no room for negotiation in his tone.

"In that case, you go, I'll stay, we will be brothers in the next life!" said the thin old man word by word, slowly turning around, decades ago, he didn't cry, and today, decades later, he doesn't want the other party to see him cry.

The fat old man knelt on his knees, slowly but firmly kowtowed three times to the thin old man's back, lifted a two-foot-long golden saber under the tree, and disappeared into the woods......

A rustling sound sounded in the silent woods, the sound of the people of Yujiabao hurrying away.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man with a wound on his face who walked at the back of the crowd was stunned, and he felt inexplicably suffocated in his heart and felt a deep discomfort. The middle-aged man finally couldn't help but look back, but he couldn't see anything except the dense woods.

The middle-aged man's face was sad for a while, and he turned around and continued to move forward, because ahead, there was still the last hope of the family.

Fifteen miles, thirteen miles, eleven miles......

The middle-aged man silently estimated the distance, as long as he arrived in Dingxi, he could buy some horses and go straight to Lanzhou, only when he arrived in Lanzhou, with the help of the local government, could he fight for a glimmer of life! However, when he counted eight miles, he suddenly felt bad, and jumped to the clansmen with a little bit under his feet: "If you are physically exhausted, hide on the spot, and the other people will follow me!"

A sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, and an arrow **** came out of the woods behind everyone, and the target was the only woman among more than ten people.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he pulled out a long knife from his waist, the white light flashed, and the long knife accurately cut off the arrow, but his heart was cold, and he was caught up!

More than a dozen people immediately took out their weapons and surrounded the woman and the little girl, looking at the direction where the arrows were fired, looking nervous. However, there was no movement.

"Yifan, they are stalling for time!" said a man with a beard to the middle-aged man with a knife wound on his face, as soon as the arrow came out, it would inevitably attract other people, and this person did not show up, he must be alone, and he did not dare to come forward, so he delayed the time so that the people behind him could come.

The middle-aged man known as Yifan was Yu Yifan, the master of Yujiabao Shaobao, and his brows furrowed: "Continue to hurry and don't stop, leave the rest to me and Yishan!"

Although Yu Yifan gave the order in time, he was bitten by the archer hiding in the shadows, and the degree of Yu Jiabao and his party was greatly affected. When Yu Yifan felt that it was not a way to go on like this after all, and was ready to let some people escape as soon as possible, it was too late, and a long and shrill laugh made everyone turn around suddenly and stop.

Last night was also this kind of long laughter, which opened the prelude to the massacre, and at this moment, hearing this long laughter again, the hearts of the surviving ten people in Yujiabao were immediately covered with a shadow, surrounded by fear, and the little girl who was held in the arms of a woman cried out even more.

There was a rustling sound, and one figure after another emerged from the jungle behind, each wearing different clothes and weapons in their hands, but one thing was the same, that is, each of them had a green silk scarf tied to their foreheads, and the end of the silk scarf was embroidered with two words 'Thirteen' in red silk thread, which was the sign of the 'Ten Perfect Gang'.

More than 30 people from the Green Camp trapped Yu Yifan and the others in the middle, pressing step by step.

"Yu Yifan, hand over the picture to this seat immediately, otherwise, none of the dozen of you will want to leave alive!" A person with a pale face and lips red as blood, wrapped in a pitch-black robe, slowly walked forward from behind the crowd, followed by three people in black.

"Black Spider, what about my father and my second uncle?" Yu Yifan looked at the man in black with a pale face and said in a deep voice.

"Are you asking about those two old immortal guys?" The man in black who was called the black spider smiled gloomily, his voice was sharp and abnormal, and the hands of the two men in black behind him were thrown at the same time, and the two round things fell a few meters in front of Yu Yifan, rolled a few times and stopped, and it was the head of a fat and thin old man!

Yes!

There was an exclamation, and the eyes of more than a dozen people, including Yu Yifan, were instantly bloodshot, and there was only one thought in their hearts, and they fought ......

On an official road near Dingxi, more than 20 healthy horses galloped all the way, raising a large canopy of dust.

The one who ran at the front was Yue Shisan, firstly, he was more familiar with the road, and secondly, he was responsible for any sudden situation. At this time, it was just after noon, and they came out of Dingxi after lunch, and planned to rush to Furukawa tonight to make plans again.

Suddenly, Yue Shisan's face showed a puzzled look on his face, and he slowed down his horse, and the people behind him also slowed down.

"What's wrong?" asked Yu Jizi behind Yue Thirteen.

"I felt like I heard a fight. Yue Thirteen said, his tone was not very sure, after all, more than twenty horses ran, and the voice itself was very loud.

While speaking, everyone had stopped their horses and listened quietly, but they heard nothing.

Could it be that I heard it wrong? Yue Thirteen's face turned red, and he was about to urge the horse to continue on his way, when a gust of wind blew, and everyone couldn't help but show a look of surprise, it was indeed the sound of a fight!

Everyone looked in the direction of the wind, it was a valley, and the sound of the fight came from the valley along the wind, and from the sound, the situation inside seemed to be quite miserable.

"Leave a few people to watch the horse!" Before Yue Shisan's words fell, the person had already flown out and went straight to the valley, and then Zhao Ritian also jumped out, Zhao Rishui next to him had a bitter face, even if he wanted to join in the fun, he didn't dare to go this time, the injury on his arm had not healed yet, if he didn't get a good injury, it would be really shameless.

"Senior sister, you and Lan'er Shuang'er stay here, and the rest of the people will come with me!" Yu Jizi commanded, and also flew towards the valley......

Some people should not die, and some people are powerless to return to heaven, and this is the case with the last dozen people in Yujiabao. Yue Thirteen jumped up and down a small hill in front of him, looked into the valley, his face changed slightly, there were already more than a dozen corpses of different colors lying in the small valley, and not far from those corpses, there were twenty or thirty people in a circle, surrounding four or five scarred men. (To be continued.) )