Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

Deserted village.

Within the void.

at last!

"Wow." A faint cry, like a sheep.

The heaven and earth were still, and suddenly, peaceful music began to play.

This is the sound of nature, the best sound Feng Ranhua has ever heard in his two lifetimes.

Feng Ranhua's eyes fell tenderly on the grandma doll that was held up. It was her brother!

Cut the umbilical cord with one knife.

Then put the baby on your palm and pat the baby's butt hard.

"Wow!"

The screams broke the sky!

She placed the baby in the basket beside her. Xiao Poshu took the basket and carefully wiped the blood from the newborn fetus.

what! ! !

Feng Ranhua roared again with all her might!

The second baby came out.

It's my sister.

Like my brother, I found out, "Wow." softly.

After the spanking, he let out the first cry.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

Feng Ranhua panted, sat up straight, hugged her daughter, her delicate little mouth slightly open, this is the power of life.

After surviving many life-threatening situations, the two children were finally born safely.

Even if someone offered heaven and earth in exchange, they could not take her child away.

She looked at the basket on the left and the first tear in nearly fifteen years fell from her eyes. Her eyes were like mist, and then turned softly into water.

In the basket, a golden boy and a jade girl, like jade carvings, lay side by side, with their eyes closed, their silent little mouths slightly open, and their two little hands waving silently.

After checking that the children were all healthy, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Ranhua looked up at the half-real and half-illusory little book with complicated eyes and said:

"Thank you, little book"

"If you need me to do something someday, I will do it for you even if I die."

Xiao Poshu looked at the evil woman. She no longer had her usual arrogant and domineering look. She was going to be gentle.

He hummed awkwardly.

"With my current skills... you can only stay in the secret realm for three hours. One hour has already passed. You should quickly get yourself back to health."

"Besides, the two dolls still need to be cleaned."

Feng Ranhua's eyes flashed. She had cut off the chance for Xiao Po Shu to condense his body, and also cut off his chance to increase his power.

This is a huge favor.

The man in brocade clothes outside was waiting impatiently, his eyes fixed on the ruined village, which was flashing with unclear colors.

Then he said to the dozen or so men in tight clothes, "Leave a team to guard the village. Don't let go of even a single rope."

"Yes!" the team that stayed behind said respectfully.

On the mountain, everyone was fighting fiercely.

Suddenly, a horse neighed sharply, like a wingless goose, and fell to the ground with its neck raised. The bandit leader immediately fell off his horse and rolled over.

It turned out that Kong Ling was entangled with the bandit leader.

Kong Ling wiped the blood off his face, picked up his two swords, and with a "clang" sound, the two swords emitted flames, and he took advantage of the enemy's illness to kill him.

The bandit leader made a sullen face and snorted, and was about to get up.

Suddenly, Kong Ling turned around, brushed past the short trees, and rushed straight towards the bandit leader. He slashed the bandit leader's back with his two knives, and blood splattered.

"Ah!!!" The bandit leader Pu was lying on the ground, roaring.

The bandits nearby heard the sound, their faces changed, and two of them immediately came over to meet Kong Ling.

The bandit leader was helped up by his men. He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the battlefield ahead with a gloomy face. These refugees were really tough guys, especially the one who had just injured him, whose martial arts skills were better than his.

Nearly twenty people from the other side died, but this group of refugees resisted like crazy, and their side had lost nearly ten people.

The master has instructed that if it is impossible to capture all the people, we can only pretend to be bandits and rob some supplies and let them go, and we must not let anyone discover the mine deep in the mountains.

Now he is seriously injured again.

"Retreat!" The bandit leader waved his hand, took the bodies of his brothers, and robbed some silver and jewelry and left.

The bandits disappeared on the road ahead without a trace.

A baby in a carriage let out a loud cry, like a spark ignited on the grassland, emitting a flame that shot up into the sky and spread across the field.

The wailing and crying sounds echoed throughout the valley.

Twenty bodies lay on the ground.

Among them were Aunt Feng from Yabi Village and Chunzi, who was only fourteen years old. The rest of the people were injured, and more than half of them were seriously injured.

Song Jiang roared angrily to the sky to vent his emotions.

Suddenly, there was a sudden shouting voice with a joyful look.

"Oh my god! I'm so scared. Dad, come and help me untie him."

Everyone turned their heads and saw Ju Niuniang, who was tied to the carriage, yelling.

As soon as she saw the bandits coming, she immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be dead, thus escaping the disaster.

It is true that good people don’t live long, but evil people live forever.

Feng Baotou, a man who lived on the edge of a knife, was accustomed to fighting and killing, so he calmed down and took his brothers from the escort agency to help his fellow villagers bury their neighbors on the spot.

At the tail end, Qingling endured the pain from a sprained neck and insisted on pulling the reins to ride the horse to find the young lady.

Kong Ling said helplessly:

"Ms. Qingling, you are injured now. How can you find Miss Feng? Why don't you go to Chong County with Song Jiang first? After the three of us brothers send you down the mountain, we will help you find Miss Feng."

Qing Ling's eyes lit up, "I'll go with you to find the young lady."

"No, you have hurt your spine and sprained your neck, so you can't ride a horse." Kong Ling said, and then said disdainfully, "Who can you beat with these fake moves? You are just causing trouble."

Qing Ling glared at Kong Ling with hatred, her pretty face flushed red, "You are so great at martial arts?"

Judging from the situation, he's going to eat him alive.

Kong Ling touched his nose and avoided the gaze embarrassedly.

Qing Ling had no choice but to follow Song Jiang to Chong County.

At 3 p.m., the sun sets.

In the center of the ruined village, Feng Ranhua, who had just walked out of the secret realm, was holding two babies. She looked around the quiet village, which was empty and really scary.

Suddenly, there were scattered voices coming from the village. It was the voice of a man speaking.

She paused, her eyes filled with murderous intent: "There are people at the entrance of the village, that pervert hasn't left."

The little book's ethereal body floated around his wrist: "Evil woman, there are people at the end of the village. It seems that the dead pervert has sent people to surround the village."

Damn it, the road is blocked on both sides. I can only hide for a while and do something after dark.

Feng Ranhua found a two-story courtyard built with bricks and tiles and walked in.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds as tall as a person. Feng Ranhua picked a spot that was easy to walk on and walked towards the corridor on the right. The floor of the corridor was covered with dead leaves, and the walls were weathered and poisoned by rain, becoming moldy and black.

When they walked into the main hall, Feng Ranhua was surprised. The house looked shabby from the outside, but all the furniture inside was intact.

Inside the room, there were six chairs, placed on the left and right sides, and a table in front of the desk. On the table was a dustpan filled with needlework.

The sharp-eyed Feng Ranhua noticed that a long nail with embroidery marks was still stuck in the collar.

Confused, she walked towards the kitchen, where there were pots and pans everywhere. A shriveled and dried loofah was placed on the stove, and several bowls were scattered around.

Even the firewood in the stove had not been completely burned, and some wood was still two fingers long.

Feng Ranhua became more and more confused and walked towards the bedroom. The unfolded bedding on the bed gave off a musty smell, as if it had been casually fiddled with after she got up.

There were even folded clothes in the closet.

Feng Ranhua went out the back door to the next yard, exactly the same as the owner had just left the yard and was ready to return at any time.

But the current condition of the village shows that no one has lived there for at least three to five years.

A gust of wind blew by, and there seemed to be an echo, which made people feel creepy.