First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

A dull sound of "creaking" wood caught everyone's attention, Nan Meng hurriedly followed the sound and looked over, everything was as calm as before.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he sat tall on the horse and raised his hands and said: "Everyone, be careful!"

Everyone was stunned, and soon looked around very vigilantly. Some of the children on the back basket even cried faintly in fright.

"Benefactor, why is there no one here!"

Nan Meng was already upset by the bad weather, she lowered her head and said, "How would I know!"

The honest person stopped talking. He knew that there was no answer to this question, but he just wanted to relieve his inner tension. These people were all like frightened birds.

Nan Meng looked around and counted the number of people. There were about fifteen or six people, most of them were old and weak women and children. If there was really an ambush here, the situation would be very bad.

I saw that the section of the road ahead seemed a bit strange, like a broken line cut off from the middle, Nan Meng felt that something was wrong, and before he could give orders, he saw a thick rope growing horizontally on the road ahead, and the two ends were pulled together. The two or three men in front of Nanmeng were turned on their backs.

In the chaos, more than a dozen villagers rushed out from all directions, all of them blushing, holding hoes, sickles, sticks and other things that could be used as weapons.

Nan Meng shouted nervously: "Everyone, be careful, don't spread out, stick together tightly!"

Qianqian in her arms probably sensed the movement around her, she woke up dimly, frowned and raised her arms immediately after opening her eyes—why is it so uncomfortable?

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When Nan Meng saw it, she hurriedly smiled and said, "Are you awake?" Now that Qian Qian is awake, at least she can sit on the horse without falling off, so that Nan Meng can free up one hand to direct the battle .

"Where is this place? What's the situation?"

As soon as she opened her eyes in a daze, she saw these covetous people gradually besieging them, and the word hatred was written on everyone's face.

Nan Meng didn't have time to explain clearly to her, she just said, "Take care of yourself!" Then she jumped down, walked to the front of the line, and said loudly to those wielding the sickle: "We pass here, just want to Come here and ask for a bowl of water, if you disturb everyone, I will apologize first!"

At this time, those people had already surrounded Nan Meng and other people into a semicircle. Since most of the opponents were young and middle-aged men, and they all held weapons, the situation was not good for Nan Meng.

They looked at each other, a trace of hesitation flashed across their faces, they probably saw the child on the back basket.But just for a moment, he regained his rebellious look.

Seeing Nan Meng speak, all the people invariably focused their eyes of hatred on Nan Meng, and Nan Meng suddenly felt a burst of heat on his back.

A bearded man with lacquer eyes and piercing eyes led by the other party shouted roughly: "What are you just asking for a bowl of water!