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Feeling a clear flow down his throat, the old man gradually regained a sense of consciousness and opened his eyes.

Seeing the two strange teenagers appearing in front of him, the old man asked with a slightly hoarse voice: "I...I am...Where are you, who are you..."

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang, it's me, Hu Zi!" The Kid King squeezed forward, pointing at himself.

"Tiger...it's a tiger, uh...cough cough cough!"

I don't know if it was related to the wound, or because of excitement, the old man straightened up, trying to sit up, but in the end he walked back powerlessly, and then he looked ferocious and excited, and said sharply, "Run, run, tiger!" Son, run quickly... run as far as you can, don't go back..."

Although Kid King was naughty, when he saw the always honest Uncle Zhang like this, he was frightened and at a loss, and burst into tears.

Seeing that the old man looked anxious, Yang Mu grabbed Hu Zi with his callused hand, quickly took his hand, took over the conversation, and asked, "Old man, what happened?"

The old man was already a little delirious now, he was babbling and didn't know what to say, and finally opened his eyes, kicked his legs, and after uttering a few short words, he passed away and died with regret.

"Have a beard, hurry...run..."

Beard is the name of the thieves and bandits in the north. Of course, it is also called by ordinary mountain villages.

Yang Mu couldn't help trembling in his heart. He died, and someone died in front of him. Although it was just a stranger he didn't know, he still felt a little sentimental.

In this respect, Liang Kuan was obviously much better than Yang Mu, so it was no surprise.

"Uncle Zhang!"

When Huzi saw the old man kick his legs, he stopped moving. At the age of seven or eight, he already knew what death was, knew that Uncle Zhang was dead, and he would never see him again. His nose was sour and he cried. Even more fierce.

Although the bear children stopped by Nangongyue didn't know what happened, they were gradually infected when they heard Huzi crying, and began to cry.

For a moment, there was a lot of crying, Nan Gongyue was in a hurry, not knowing what to do.

Liang Kuan sighed slightly, and closed the old man's eyelids with his hands. On his calm face, there was raging anger in his eyes, as if it was about to burst out at any moment.

"Yang Mu, under the jurisdiction of Nantian City, the most powerful and most skilled is a bandit den called Tianfengzhai. They specialize in robbing wealthy merchants, and even the court's official team dares to stop them. The leader is a A ruthless character with comparable strength to my uncle."

Yang Mu didn't know why Liang Kuan said this suddenly, but he didn't bother, and listened silently.

Liang Kuan continued: "A bandit village of this size would never rob a group of unarmed and penniless ordinary people. Do you know what I'm going to say?"

Yang Mu's eyes darkened, and he said, "You mean that it wasn't the bandits from Tianfeng Village who killed this old man, but someone else?"

"Tianfengzhai is the overlord of this corner, and the scattered bandit villages under their subordinates have all been subdued by them. All those who are capable have gone to Tianfengzhai to be the head of the family. Let’s take a look at the place.”

"Often the bulk of the business is monopolized by the Tianfeng Village, and only those who make small profits will get a share of these small cottages... and they are nothing to be afraid of."

Hearing this, Yang Mu couldn't understand the meaning of the other party. A sternness flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Since there is nothing to fear, let's completely pull out this group of malignant tumors that are causing harm!"

Liang Kuan smiled knowingly and nodded.

From the direction the old man came from, Yang Mu asked Huzi, and knew that it was the farming place of the villagers of Huang Village. He exchanged a glance with Liang Kuan, asked Nangongyue to take care of the child, and left an extra horse for her, and then went Riding on the same horse with Liang Kuan, followed by Rhubarb, they galloped away.

Ji Wuba stayed behind to protect the children with Nan Gongyue.

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After getting out of the sight of the brats, Yang Mu made Rhubarb use its supernatural powers to grow bigger, and then rode on it.

Rhubarb, whose cultivation base has reached the third level of Tongxuan, has also strengthened his supernatural powers, and his stature is slightly larger than before. If it develops according to this trend, it is estimated that after it reaches the fourth level of Tongxuan, there should be ordinary horses. It's that big.

With one person missing on his back, Liang Kuan's horse was naturally much faster, but compared with Rhubarb, it was still a little slower.

Whenever a boulder blocks the way, the horse has to turn around and turn around, but Rhubarb rushed over with a few strides, with strong limbs and tough claws, whether it is running on flat ground or over mountains, They are all strong players.

Liang Kuan was envious when he saw it, and originally wanted to ask Yang Mu to change, but when he thought about what he had done before, he had no choice but to swallow the words that came to his lips.

The horse seemed to be a little stimulated. Seeing that a dog could run faster than him, he also galloped desperately. The speed unexpectedly broke through the limit, much faster than before.

In about a quarter of an hour, Yang Mu and the others had arrived ten miles away, and the crops that could be seen everywhere were trampled into a mess. In autumn, the fruits that were about to be harvested were scattered on the ground.

Looking up, the ground is full of corpses, blood mixed with muddy water flowing into the ditch, stained red, broken limbs and remains, and human heads rolling on the ground, rendering this place into a scene of purgatory on earth.

The terrified faces, like a nightmare, came into Yang Mu's mind. His knees gave way, he knelt down on the ground, suppressed the overwhelming feeling in his stomach, and burst into anger, a sense of sadness welled up in his heart. For a long time.

He didn't get up slowly until his voice became hoarse.

Liang Kuan understood Yang Mu's mood at the moment. If he hadn't followed Big Brother Nan and they were used to killing blood corpses, he would probably be as angry as the other party for the scene in front of him.

But even he felt as if a boulder was pressing on his chest at this moment, his heart was hard to relax, and he was about to kill all the beards before he could calm down.

After lingering on Yang Mu for a few minutes, Liang Kuan looked at the entire Shura Field. These bandits were extremely cruel. They either chopped people up at the waist, cut off their limbs, tortured them to death with human sticks, or beheaded them to death. The heads, none of the 87 people present were spared, and there was no existence of such a strong vitality that still left a breath.

Liang Kuan's face was gloomy, as if dripping water, and then a series of horseshoe prints caught his attention. He pushed aside the millet valley with his hands, and saw dense horseshoe prints stretching far into the distance on the muddy path.

As if thinking of something, Liang Kuan's complexion changed drastically, he slapped Yang Mu awake, and shouted loudly, "Hurry up, something is going to happen in Huangcun!"

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