Traveling through time and space to meet a replacement bride? But I’m a man!

Along the mountain road, several people climbed up at a very fast speed.

Although the refugees behind them were following closely, they were at least familiar with the mountain environment.

However, when they were fleeing, they actually found that there were bandits in front of them. A little further ahead were Xiaohu and his friends. What surprised Xu Wenyan was why the eldest branch of the Zhou family was also there.

Without caring about so much, Xu Wenyan picked up a shovel and cooperated with Chen Sanlin to push the bandits in front down the mountain. Wang Dongmei and Chen Xingjie also helped.

At this moment, no one cares about anything, even if someone is killed, it doesn’t matter. Those people can no longer be called human beings, they have long lost their humanity.

"Oh." Chen Xiaohua fell to the ground. Xiaohu used a wooden stick to push away the bandits who were following closely behind him and went to help Chen Xiaohua up.

Xu Wenyan saw it. It was He Xianhua who pushed Zhou Dabao while holding him. There was no way Xu Wenyan would keep this woman.

There was a hint of cruelty in the look he gave He Xianhua.

However, he had no time to be distracted, as the refugees in front had also noticed the people behind him, and now they were forming a double team, attacking Xu Wenyan and the other three together.

There are at least thirty people on the other side, and even if Chen Sanlin is fierce, it will take some time to deal with them.

"Be careful." Wang Dongmei grabbed Chen Xingjie and managed to avoid the attack from the refugees behind him.

Seeing this, Xiaohu came to help with a stick in his hand: "Brother Xu, I'll help you."

Together with the second branch of the Zhou family, the three of them picked up their weapons and chased after the bandits behind them.

Originally, Zhou Jianjia also wanted to come and help, but was held back by He Xianhua and ultimately failed to help.

Since we are now on the mountainside, it would be great if we could push these bandits down.

Chen Sanlin held the machete in his left hand to resist the attack, grabbed the bandit's clothes with his right hand, and then pulled him down the mountain with force. It seemed that they were all going to be dealt with.

A short man rushed towards Xu Wenyan, and several people were unable to free their hands. It seemed that Xu Wenyan was about to be dragged off the cliff by the short man.

Suddenly, a woman with disheveled hair rushed out from behind, and dragged the man down the cliff together.

"Wife! Are you okay?" After dealing with the last refugee, Chen Sanlin immediately checked on Xu Wenyan's condition.

He didn't even notice that his eyes had turned slightly red.

Xu Wenyan was also shocked. He was stunned for a while, and his breathing became faster: "No, it's okay."

"Uncle Jian, you are too unkind!" Xiaohu looked at Zhou Jianjin and He Xianhua angrily. If the two had come to help, Brother Xu would not have been in danger. "I thought your family was just a little mean, but I didn't expect you to be so heartless."

"Xiao Hu, what are you talking about? Your uncle and I don't have anything in our hands, and you ask us to go in with bare hands. Those are bandits who burn, kill and loot. We are afraid of them too." He Xianhua said hurriedly.

There used to be bandits on the village roads of Jixiang Village, and the county suppressed them more than ten times before they were contained.

"Hmph! He Xianhua, I know all about the bad things you did." Wang Cuijuan didn't tolerate her, and the two of them started to quarrel with each other.

Xiaohu wanted to say something but was stopped by Xu Wenyan: "Enough, Huzi." Then he walked forward and looked at the family of three coldly: "Uncle, I won't hold it against you because you helped me when the Yang family caused trouble for me. And you are right, aunt, you have no obligation to help us. So now we are even and we will go our separate ways." Xu Wenyan said the last few words to He Xianhua with gritting his teeth.

Several people passed by the family of three one after another, and no one gave them a good look.

Xu Wenyan felt bad all over, but it wasn't that he really cared about them not helping him. Matters of life and death should be handled within one's ability. If you help me, I will remember your kindness. If you don't help me, I won't hate you.

What Xu Wenyan hated was that He Xianhua actually bumped into Chen Xiaohua when she was running away. It was not that she couldn't avoid it, but she bumped into him out of considerations.

But the most important thing was that these refugees came too suddenly. Almost everyone in the village, except Miss Sun and her daughter and the Yang family, learned the news a few minutes in advance.

It's ironic that the Yang family, with their character, were able to survive the cold winter and the refugees, while a fair person like the old village chief ended up being beaten to death.

It's so sad, this world is so sad.

Xu Wenyan sighed lightly and smiled bitterly.

It was at this moment that a pair of warm big hands grabbed him.

Meeting those eyes full of heartache, Xu Wenyan seemed to feel less uncomfortable.

"Wen Yan..." Chen Sanlin didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only pinch his fingers gently in his own way.

Xu Wenyan smiled at him and said, "I'm fine, Brother Chen, let's go."

At this moment, he also figured it out. After all, he didn't lose much. All he lost were his money and residence. He was able to rely on himself to survive to adulthood in his previous life. Now that he traveled through time and space, with such freedom, shouldn't he be able to make a name for himself?

Since God chose him to do this, Xu Wenyan must also tell God.

own life.

hard!

Going down the mountain road, several people's faces did not look good. One of Chen Dong's shoes fell off and was now being carried by Xiaohu. The two little girls were strong.

Xu Wenyan told them that they could tell her if they were tired, but the little girl just smiled and said she was not tired.

How can such a sensible child be called a money-loser?

"Wen Yan, they are still following us." Wang Dongmei said with a serious face.

Xu Wenyan looked behind and saw the Zhou family's eldest branch following them from a distance. The crying sound of Zhou Dabao was also faintly audible.

"Or I'll go beat them up. I'm already angry anyway." Wang Dongmei said again.

"No, save your energy, we still have a long way to go."

After they got down the mountain and crossed the stream, Xu Wenyan, Wang Dongmei and Chen Xingjie pushed the wood into the water to block the way.

Looking at Chen Xingjie again, his complexion was really bad, his eyes were dull, his lips were pale, and he looked like a puppet.

Xu Wenyan felt that if he were to be stimulated any further, he would go crazy.

His parents who loved him the most died in front of him. Few people could endure such pain. Xu Wenyan understood him.

But Wang Dongmei should have her own way. Xu Wenyan can't interfere in this matter.

The most ridiculous thing is.

Tomorrow is Qingming Festival.

Go today, avoid tomorrow.

But facing the lonely soul's grave in the wild, there is not a single relic to remember.