After only a few steps, the opponent caught up and kicked it out, and his legs broke at the knees.

"You, dare you kill me? If you kill me, you will die..."

Hu Er burst into tears, and his face twitched into a mess.

Seeing the murderous young man leaning down and looking at him, he was so scared that he sat on the ground and rubbed back desperately. He saw that the other party did not say anything for a long time, his courage immediately became stronger, and he endured the pain and threatened:

"...Know your face and leave the little girl. Otherwise, hum, I will go to report to the official and see where you can escape..."

Civilians who kill slaves at most will pay a little money, but they will be punished if they really don’t have money to pay. If they are killed by slaves, they will be executed without regard to the reasons.

But Chu Fan is not afraid of these.

If the evil man does not draw his sword, he will at most give him a lesson. But if the other party is determined to kill and threaten with a little girl, he will no longer have to be a good man and trust a woman.

Step down with one foot.

A short and shrill scream came out.

The head ruptured, like shattering a rotten watermelon.

Chu Fan looked at Gardenia and saw that she still obediently blocked her ears and did not turn around. He picked up the body and went to the stage, went into the side room and threw it into the straw bushes, and lit the fire.

Blue smoke emerged, flames rose and gradually expanded.

Chu Fan's anger gradually subsided. He calmly grabbed a handful of dirt and wiped the blood stained with new cloth shoes and trousers' legs. Then he stepped down from the stage and picked up the sharp knives of the cow's ears and put them into his waist. He pulled the little girl's hand and left.

The dry fire and fire made crackling sounds. The flames were beating and the smoke was rolling.

The little girl looked at her and hugged Chu Fan timidly.

With her brother here, she feels at ease and is not afraid of anything.

After walking for more than 300 meters towards the town, they encountered a clear stream. The two washed their hands and drank a few sips of water. Chu Fan took out a big steamed bun from his arms and looked at Gardenia with satisfaction.

After a while, the brother and sister continued to move forward.

Less than two hundred meters away from the town, Chu Fan looked at the roadside in confusion, and his face suddenly became gloomy. He walked a few more steps forward and looked around for a long time, but still found nothing.

The roof is leaking and raining all night, and the frost is used to cure rootless seedlings.

He just bought a lot of stuff from town.

When the merchants saw that he was ragged, his behavior was strange, and his words were not clever. He was a foreigner who didn't understand the price. He deliberately tried to kill the black man, and even forced him to sell it with a bad expression. Eight taels of silver, only exchanged for two sets of clothes, shoes and socks, a thin quilt, two copper bowls and a copper jar, and a stack of big cakes and more than a dozen steamed buns...

After he left the town, he heard Gardenia screaming and immediately threw away his bag and jar and ran away.

But now, those things are gone, gone, gone...

Apart from a new set of shoes and socks that I changed into on the spot, the two steamed buns that I was afraid of being cold and not delicious were stuffed into my arms, and there was nothing left.

Son of a bitch!

Dog day!

I'll fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!

Mr. Chu jumped up and pointed at the rows of small towns and cursed.

Son of a bitch……

Dog day...

Eighteen generations, eighteen generations...

Buzz, the tile house was shaking, and echoed.

But no one came out to watch the fun, and was silent like death.

Chu Fan was so angry that he was smoked from his orifices, but he rarely maintained his rationality and did not ask which one killed Qiandao had taken it.

He recalled that when he was buying things, there were a few idle men sneaking around, and when he left, he followed him far away. I'm afraid that the things were gone, so he could slowly find a way to go. He rashly entered the town again, not to mention that he couldn't find someone to chase the things back, and if things were not good, the big news spread, he and the little girl would fall into trouble.

Gardenia timidly pulled his hand.

Above the sky, the sun is scattered into a blurry and bleak ball without any heat.

On the plain, smoke columns soar into the sky.
Chapter completed!