Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"This level of poison wants to stop us? Kill me the old thing!"

Unexpectedly, Zhuohan's poison did not work for them. The headed man sneered twice, and several men waved their swords at him.

Yang Jinghong, who had not had time to leave, had a heartbreaking squad, and put down the crying daughter and rushed over.

"Tear one"

"The cough is not allowed to pass - oh..."

The sharp big knife was cut down on the front. Yang Jinghong’s back was like a blood flow. The tall body fell forward on Zhuo Han’s body. He wanted to stop his Zhuohan’s words and he’s still not finished. The next Yang Jinghong finally took a look at the old father and slowly descended.

"Jing?? Jing Geyi"

The stupid Yang Dazhao saw that he had recovered a little bit of clearness, and his tears rushed down, and Yang Jinghong, who was leaning down and leaning down, walked over.

"Jing?? Jing Ge? Jing Geyi"

Soft fell in front of him, the woman finally recovered her mind, fluttering on her husband's body and crying. On the other side, Ling Jingxuan, who had already ran out of a distance, suddenly found that Yang Jinghong did not follow up, and quickly wanted to withdraw to find them, but Yan Ruirui stopped, let him take the children into the mountains first, he will go alone.

Thinking that he can't help him now, he will only add chaos to him. Ling Jingxuan took a deep look at him. He took the two children who were unwilling to leave, and took them hard to the mountains. Going, Yan Ruirui did not hesitate, turned and returned to the original way.

"Wow, wow, aunt, aunt, wow"

The little girl standing alone under the eaves was crying and dumb, and Zhuo Hanqiang endured the heartache. When the black people didn't pay attention, they twitched and found a fist-sized jar to open.

"Not good, is it poisonous five insects?? Damn old things, kill them soon??"

Sensitively heard the sound of Sosuo, and fixed his eyes, the poisonous five insects captive in the southern Xinjiang method climbed out. With his roar, three bows and arrows were shot at the same time, two of which passed through Zhuohan and the woman. The heart, when the third arrow is about to pierce the little girl's body, Yan Yanrui who rushed back to pick up the crying little girl, can not escape the fatal blow.

"Yan Ruirui, you can't run! They are all died because of you."

"Old patriarch? Big Brother?"

It was discovered that he was back again, and the black screaming screaming of the head, but did not rush to the trade, but instead stepped back, Yan Ruirui did not take care of them, holding the little girl to Zhuohan's side: Old patriarch, old patriarch?"

The arrow in the heart of the arrow squinted and opened his eyes. Although he could not see anything, he knew that his son and daughter-in-law were dead, and his hand was lifted weakly. Zhuohan turned to Yan Yurui’s suffering and said: "Photo?" Take care?"

When the words were not finished, the slightly raised hand fell down, and Yan Ruirui excitedly went forward: "Old patriarch? Old patriarch??"

Unfortunately, no matter how he shouted, Zhuo Han could no longer respond to him. Yan Yanrui closed his eyes with pain and reached out to wipe his eyes of death: "I will take care of them, you can rest assured."

"Zi Zi Zi"

"Wow wow auntie"

The subtle sound suddenly sounded, accompanied by the girl’s crying. Yan Yurui opened his eyes and saw that the body of Yang Jinghongfu did not know when it began to rot, the blood flowed to the ground, and the black people were More and more backwards, seems to be afraid of what, think of the poison of southern Xinjiang, Yan Hao Rui flashed a glimmer of light, stunned to pick up the crying little girl.

"Go back and tell your master, today's revenge, his Japanese king will be clear with them!"

After the speech, finally look at the three bodies lying on the ground, Yan Ruirui holding the little girl a jump will disappear into the eyes of everyone.

"Damn, go around and chase, don't get close to those poisonous five insects!"

The black man’s leader cursed, and a group of people quickly evacuated. In the empty yard, only the cold three bodies on the ground were left. No one would have thought that they would still eat and eat very little. The rich food, the change of the world, the impermanence, the original children who have a mother, turned into an orphan in the blink of an eye.

"You let go, I have to go back to find my mother."

On the other side, Ling Jingxuan, who had to endure the pain and took two children to the mountains, also encountered a problem. Yang Lan was fine. After all, the age was there, and it was already scared. Another big child was I have been struggling to go back, but Ling Jingxuan is still holding his right hand. Every time he struggles, he will increase the injury of his right shoulder. The blood has already overflowed from his shoulder.

"Have you heard? Let me go?"

"Suck"

The six-seven-year-old child was born in a poor family. His strength was great. When he struggled again, he decisively broke away Ling Jingxuan’s hand. The wound came with severe pain. Ling Jingxuan couldn’t help but take a breath. The boy who broke his hand didn't run back immediately. His big eyes looked straight on his shoulder, and the blood flower had already smudged open, and he couldn't help but float.

"Ling Uncle?? You hurt? Brother, you hurt Ling Shu."

Yang Lan, who was awakened from the shock, also noticed his blood-stained shoulders. The little guy blamed his brother unceremoniously. The boy’s eyes were thicker. Ling Jingxuan resisted the pain and touched Yang’s head. I was looking at another child: "You will only add chaos to them. If you still want to go back, then go back, I will not stop you."

With Ling Jingxuan’s eyesight, what would you not see in his eyes? However, he did not choose to comfort him. The children were arrogant. The more comforting he was, the more rebellious he was. It was better to let him go. However, the two children did not notice that he was ready for the silver needle once he Turning around, the silver needle will immediately puncture into his body. Since he promised that Zhuo Han would take them away, he would back, and he would also carry him into the mountains.

"I am sorry for..."

How could a six or seven-year-old child be an opponent of Ling Jingxuan? Under his gaze, the boy lowered his head and twisted his fingers, and the tears fell on the back of his hand. Ling Jingxuan spit out a sigh of gas and pulled him whispered: "I don't want to blame you, I know you. I was afraid that my mother and grandfather would want to go back when I had an accident, but have you ever thought about what you can do when you go back? If you are destined to escape this robbery, you will go back to death."

I can't bear to think carefully about a child. Ling Jingxuan said sincerely that he is wrong. This child is different from his little buns. Maybe it is Yang Jinghong's relationship. They are more vulnerable and ignorant. Need the protection of others.

"But but"

The boy tried to hold back the cry, but the tears still flowed more and more, and the voice that tried to suppress it was broken. Ling Jingxuan leaned forward and held him with one hand: "When you want to cry, cry, you are still a child, you don't need such patience."

Losing him is only a child. If he is an adult, it is estimated that Ling Jingxuan’s two slugs have been photographed. For the children, his patience has always been better.

"Hey..."

Hearing the words, the boy is no longer depressed, the thin arms are covering his neck, and he is crying out on his shoulders. Yang Yan, next to him, can’t help but cry, Ling Jingxuan’s helpless sigh. The arm that was lifted up and quickly abolished wanted to pull him. Who knows that Yang Lan went to shake his head and stepped back two steps. The tearful sight looked straight at the blood on his shoulder.

"Oh... nothing, little injury, just find a place to pack it at will."

Throwing him a soothing smile, it is clear that the wound is still burning pain, Ling Jingxuan has nothing to look like.

"Wow wow wow-"

Yang Yan looked at him and suddenly threw himself into his arms and cried. The two children, a heroic and a depressing cry, made Ling Jingxuan’s sorrowful smile. They looked beyond the mountains and looked at them. come back? Is it? ? The eyes are dull, and the killing is faint.

"Wow wow?"

Not long after, I haven't seen the image of Yan Ruirui. Ling Jingxuan first heard the cry of the little girl. The two children crying turned back, and Yan Ruirui, who was holding the child, fell in front of them. Ling Jingxuan got up and looked at it. Looking at his eyes, from his eyes, he saw a distressing message, and his eyes couldn't help but close gently. After all, did they still harm them? "Little girl."

"Wow - Big Brother"

The children didn't seem to notice anything. When they saw the familiar brother, Yang Liu cried and plunged into his thin arms. Yang Yan stretched his sister's hand, and the three brothers and sisters cried together and changed into usual. Yan Ruirui may let them vent, but now? ?

"Don't cry, we hurry into the mountains, and those people are catching up."

He promised that Zhuo Han would take care of them and he would definitely. Now the most important thing is to get rid of those black people who are chasing after him.

"爹娘还一"

"I don't want to lie to you, I don't want to lie to you. Your grandfather and grandmother are gone. They will entrust you to me before they die. Let us go. I will take care of you in the future."

The boy remembered that he did not see the trace of the mother, but his words were interrupted by Yan Ruirui before he finished speaking. He was accustomed to talking with his sons straight and straight, and Yan Ruirui did not turn around, and the tiger was firmly Lock them.

"No?? Didn't you have a mother?"

The boy’s groaning, tears rushing down, what he called is dead? Just like milk? "Gone!"

"No, no, I am going to find them??"

"brother"

Once again, I got a positive answer. The boy decisively wanted to open his sister and rush back. The two children hugged him one by one. Yan Ruirui couldn’t help but frown. Obviously, he didn’t know what to do. Ling Jingxuan didn’t look good at him. He Why, in the case of any child, can they use the same attitude as their bun? It’s so direct, it’s not that you are excited.

"Well!"

Silver flashed, the boy's excited body fell softly, Ling Jingxuan took advantage of him, Yang Lan and Yang Liu brothers and sisters saw his brother fell down, all were scared, Ling Jingxuan smiled and said: "Nothing, yours My brother is crying tired, need a rest, Xiao Yan, Liu Er, are you all kidding?" Two little Bean Ding, look at me, I see you, both with tears nodding, they are not knowing at this age. What is the meaning of the so-called parents? Although Yang Liu saw it with her own eyes, she was only three years old. Ling Jingxuan’s gentle glimpse, she forgot everything.

"Then don't cry anymore, let's go to the mountains and find a place to rest."

Touching their heads separately, Ling Jingxuan threw a look at Yan Ruirui. The latter silently picked up the boy who fell softly in his arms, and vacated the other hand to hold Yang Lan. Ling Jingxuan threw him a grateful look. Bending one hand and picking up the willow, the husband and the two jumped into the mountains very fast.