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A dilapidated temple in the east of the city.

This place was originally a mountain god temple.

In its early years, the temple was very popular, and people from dozens of miles around would come to burn incense during festivals.

The world deteriorated year by year after that.

The statues in the temple have fallen over.

No one is going to fix it anymore.

The incense offerings were then discontinued.

Now, only an empty shell remains, standing alone in the weeds.

The temple was drafty on all four sides.

The campfire in the corner had only a few embers left.

Tong An'an lay on the haystack, her face as pale as paper, the bandage around her waist soaked with blood.

Tong Lele knelt beside him, tears welling in her eyes, a knife dangling from her mouth, and slowly tended to another of his wounds.

Her ponytail had long since come undone, and a few stray strands of hair clung to her sweaty face.

"Sister... go away."

Tong An'an's voice was weak: "If we don't leave now, once they surround us, neither of us will be able to escape."

"Shut up!"

Tong Lele said fiercely, "If we're going to leave, we'll leave together! If we're going to die, we'll die together!"

"Sis, don't be silly!"

Tong An'an gasped for breath, "If you die here with me, who will avenge me? Are we just going to let those scumbags continue to get away with it?!"

The wound has finally been treated.

But the blood was still seeping out.

Tong Lele could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her face.

"I'm sorry, little brother... I'm the one who hurt you."

"I shouldn't have meddled..."

"It's not your fault."

Tong An'an pressed her hand down and weakly shook her head: "This is a decision we both made together."

It turned out that the two of them had inadvertently stumbled upon a human trafficking operation secretly carried out by the Wang family a few days ago.

Tong Lele's eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she was determined to punish the wicked and eliminate evil.

At first, everything went smoothly.

They appeared and disappeared unpredictably, eliminating many of the Wang family's lackeys and causing them a lot of trouble.

But the Wang family, having managed to entrenched themselves in Zhang County for so many years, were certainly not fools.

They quickly set a trap, luring the two men into it.

Although the two eventually escaped, Tong An'an was seriously injured while protecting Tong Lele.

At this time.

The Wang family members outside are continuously surrounding the mountain god temple.

Through the window of the dilapidated temple, Tong Lele could already see the flickering firelight outside.

Tong An'an used all her strength to stand up unsteadily.

"I'll hold them off for you!"

"Sister, go quickly! Go back to Father and avenge me!"

Just then, a cold laugh came from outside the temple.

"Leave? Where can you go?!"

Dozens of Wang family servants, each carrying a torch, had completely surrounded the mountain god temple.

Each of them was burly and imposing, with fierce and menacing appearances.

The leader was a middle-aged man dressed as a butler, with a fair complexion and no beard.

He was toying with a riding crop in his hand, and coldly shouted into the dilapidated temple:

"You two barbarians from beyond the Great Wall have killed so many people on our Wang family's territory."

"Still dreaming of escaping from here?"

"What a dream!"

"If you surrender now, you'll suffer less!"

"Pah!"

Tong An'an, leaning on a broad, long sword, walked out the door.

He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and cursed, "You bunch of deserving scum, I only regret not killing more! If you want your grandpa's life, come and take it!"

The steward narrowed his eyes, sizing up Tong An'an. "Killing you would be easy, but I'm curious, which clan outside the Great Wall are you bastards who dare to cause trouble in Jing Dynasty territory?"

"Your grandpa will never change his name or surname!"

Tong An'an declared in a resounding voice, "It is the Beifeng Hippo family!"

The Ma family?

The butler felt a chill run down his spine.

In the far north of the Jing Dynasty lay the land beyond the Great Wall, inhabited by barbarians.

Among them are several large surnames, namely:

Tong, Ma, Guan, Suo.

These major clans are home to countless powerful figures.

The harsh environment of the North fostered a fierce and resilient spirit among its people, making everyone a soldier.

Let alone a small family like the Wang family.

Even when facing the Jing Dynasty's army, those fearless barbarians were able to hold their own.

If these two barbarians really are from the Ma family outside the Great Wall...

What happened tonight must not be revealed to anyone.

"Then we absolutely cannot let you leave."

"The butler said softly."

"Get them!"

At a command.

One by one, the Wang family servants, armed with weapons, rushed towards the dilapidated temple.

They were agile and clearly trained martial artists.

The torchlight cast a chilling gleam on the swords.

Although none of them have been processed yet.

However, Tong An'an was only a martial artist at the Blood Nourishing Realm, and had not yet reached the point where her body was invulnerable to blades and spears.

Even when attacked by ordinary people, there is a risk of death!

Come on!

Tong An'an roared and advanced instead of retreating.

He brandished his long sword and charged out from the temple gate.

But he was injured after all, and the Wang family's servants were all quite strong.

Four or five people swarmed him and held him tightly.

With a swing of the long sword, two servants screamed and retreated.

But immediately, new people fill the vacancies.

We cannot go in.

We cannot retreat.

Just then, a nimble figure darted out from a window on one side of the dilapidated temple.

It was Tong Lele, who roared in grief like a wounded wild beast.

Holding two short knives, he broke through the encirclement into the distance!

"Hmph, where do you think you're going?!"

A burly figure suddenly blocked her way.

It was Song Kun.

He held an iron bar and blocked the way.

"Get out of here!"

Tong Lele let out a sharp cry, brandished her twin swords, and charged straight at them.

She fought with all her might, every move a life-or-death struggle.

But Song Kun remained as steady as Mount Tai, his iron rod flying, sealing the breach perfectly.

After a few moves, Tong Lele was completely suppressed!

She couldn't dodge in time and was hit on the shoulder by a stick, staggering back a few steps.

"sister!"

When Tong An'an saw her sister being beaten, her eyes turned red.

Even after taking two knife wounds, he rushed over to entangle Song Kun, creating an opportunity for his sister to escape.

But there were just too many servants around.

He hadn't even taken two steps before he was entangled again.

A new wound appeared on my arm.

Suddenly, the situation became even more precarious.

"I've already said it," the butler sneered, "neither of you are getting away!"

Despair crept into the hearts of the siblings little by little.

The torches gathered closer and closer.

Tong An'an, standing at the temple gate, could barely hold onto the long knife in her hand.

it's over...

Tong An'an's vision blurred, and only one thought remained in her mind.

Just as the two were in despair, a buzzing sound suddenly rang out in the night sky!

Whoosh!!

An iron arrow suddenly shot out from the darkness!

With terrifying power, it pierced directly through the body of a servant.

Even more so, its powerful penetrating force sent the 160-pound servant flying four or five meters away!

boom! !

The person crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. The night wind swept by, and the torchlight dimmed all at once.

The audience was silent.