After I went through the book, I criticized the villain but he insisted on pampering me

Mo Yanchen turned his head and looked at Xiao Yunteng again, and asked: "Elder Xiao, you are full too. Don't you have other things to deal with in the gang? Go quickly and don't delay your work."

After saying that, he pushed and pulled Xiao Yunteng out of the door.

Xiao Yunteng didn't even have time to put down his chopsticks before he was driven away.

The old man was very sad, and he cursed: "You heartless boy, I tell you, no matter what, I don't agree with you, I will never allow you to be with her... Are you worthy of your dead father by doing this... I tell you... if you..."

boom!

Mo Yanchen pushed the person out and closed the door.

Old man Xiao broke into pieces again and again!

Now that Qibaganang has left, it is important to resolve the issue in Bijia Village first.

There is plenty of time for his affairs.

Mo Yanchen returned to the dining table, picked up a large piece of meat for Su Xueer, and said, "Okay, it's quiet now, eat quickly, eat more... You are too thin."

Douyaer held up the small bowl and called out in a coquettish voice, "Uncle Alan, I want some too!"

She always called the wrong name. In her heart, she always regarded Su Xueer as her sister and Mo Yanchen as her uncle.

Mo Yanchen pretended to be angry and said, "Little Bean Sprout, you called me the wrong name again."

Douyaer immediately covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Alan, I want to eat meat too."

"Okay, this one is for you, eat it quickly." Mo Yanchen raised the corners of his mouth, feeling satisfied that all the flowers in the world have bloomed.

Three of us, eating like a family.

Douyaer and Mo Yanchen were both very happy, except Su Xueer, who kept thinking about the days in the small courtyard on the top of the mountain in Fengxian Village.

In the evening, after Su Xueer and Douyaer fell asleep, Mo Yanchen went to Bijia Village with Xiao Yunteng and others.

Unfortunately, there is no chance to enter the village as the entire village is heavily guarded.

The outskirts of Bijia Village.

Mo Yanchen frowned as he looked at the heavy troops stationed outside Bijia Village.

Each of these soldiers looked alert, holding a spear, as if facing a powerful enemy.

It is extremely difficult to enter the village quietly.

Xiao Yunteng came close to Mo Yanchen and said in a low voice, "It seems that Mu Yuan has been prepared for this, with so many soldiers guarding here."

Mo Yanchen's eyes were stern. After thinking for a moment, he said, "You're so pissed, old thief. How about this? You go over there to distract these people, and I'll sneak in."

Xiao Yunteng nodded.

He took a few nimble men with him and cautiously moved eastward.

After a while, shouting and fighting sounds were heard from the east.

The soldiers guarding the west side became nervous when they heard the noise, and some of them ran to the east to provide support.

Mo Yanchen seized the opportunity, waved his hand, and led the remaining people to quickly move towards the west.

Just as they were about to approach the village, suddenly, a soldier seemed to notice something strange and shouted loudly, "Who is it?" Then, more soldiers surrounded them.

Mo Yanchen frowned and whispered to the people around him: "Prepare for battle!"

He flashed and rushed towards the soldiers first, waving the sword in his hand, and a cold light flashed in an instant.

His brothers were not to be outdone. They drew their weapons and fought a desperate battle with the soldiers.

The flashing of swords and the shadows of sabers were intertwined, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

Mo Yanchen was a martial arts expert, and he moved unhindered among the group of soldiers, but the other side had a large number of people and gradually surrounded them.

After Xiao Yunteng solved the trouble in the east, he saw the battle situation in the west and became anxious, so he led his men back to fight.

The sudden attack from behind on the soldiers relieved the pressure on Mo Yanchen and others.