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So first of all, the ancestral hall, which occupies a large area, was "hula-la" completely burned!
After that, Xi Ling'er puffed her cheeks and vigorously fanned the flames. Three or four streams of flames from the ancestral hall suddenly surged, like a huge beast, rushing towards the nearby houses.
At this moment, the gangsters who were chasing Zhang Shaochen were really scared; they hurriedly protected the child, cursing, and hurriedly retreated to a relatively safe place.
When retreating, they were still yelling at each other, wanting to get water to put out the fire, but soon, they reacted¡ª¡ª
Regardless of the old gangsters, middle-aged gangsters, or young gangsters, they suddenly realized what happened:
The ancestral inheritance they have always valued, the spiritual sustenance of the entire village, the ancestral ancestral hall of Baodu Village, and the spiritual cards accumulated for generations in it, are being burned to ashes by the terrible raging fire.
In fact, there is one thing to say, in this world, it is difficult to have outright bad people; it is said that the ancestor of Baodu Bandit Village was once a general in the Jin Dynasty.
This Jiangmen family originally lived in the Gyeonggi area of ??the Central Plains for generations.
Later, because of the chaos of the Five Dynasties and the corruption of the imperial court, they inevitably led the army and fought a big defeat. They were unwilling to surrender to the barbarians, so they retreated all the way to the southeast and fled into the Baodu mountain at the junction of Yizhou and Xuzhou.
This is also the deep-seated reason why the group of villagers in front of them, no matter men, women or children, are so fierce.
For so many years, no matter how many bad things Baodu villagers have done, there is still a relatively soft place in their hearts, a place like a spiritual home, which is the glory of their ancestors.
When doing evil, they will use this to comfort themselves:
"Our ancestors were glorious, patriotic, and unwilling to surrender to the barbarians."
"We are only doing these things that are not embarrassing or embarrassing now because we are in a difficult situation and life forces us to do so."
"After all, we are still the queen of Huaxia generals."
The ancestral hall in Baodu Village is a concentrated and specific embodiment of their spiritual home.
But now, the fierce young man who appeared inexplicably, together with the weird little villain on the roof of the ancestral hall, who was safe from the fire, used a fire that soared to the sky to burn their last spiritual sustenance.
Their last and only fig leaf was burned.
As a result, their previous fierceness seemed to be drained all at once.
Everyone retreated to a safe place, watching the glory of their ancestors disappearing in the fire, everyone was dumbfounded, and everyone seemed to have been sucked out of their last breath, and they all became stupid.
But at this time, Xi Linger was still very excited.
Because the ancestral hall has half collapsed, she no longer sits on the ridge of the roof, but flies in mid-air, perched on top of the fire.
Those clusters of raging fire were like monsters released by her, commanded by her excitedly, rushing east and west, devouring everything they encountered with the bloody mouth of flames.
Xi Ling'er is quite playful. When setting fire to the village, she would occasionally direct those fire balls to spin and fly in the air, as if they were dancing in line. It was a real joy!
At this time, the world seems to have become quieter, and the sound has become monotonous.
In the whole Baodu Village, the only sounds that can be heard are the "crackling" crackling and destruction of various house furniture when burning, and the loud "rumbling" sound of the flame itself.
Of course, in addition to these, you can still hear the devil-like boy uttering terrifying words coldly, echoing clearly among the flames and wind:
"If you continue to persist in your obsession, I will kill all the people in your village who are higher than the edge of the well!"
The voice of the devil boy was extremely loud.
The content of the words is also very terrifying.
This terrible and loud sound echoed over the fire scene of the whole village, and it lasted for a long time.
By this time, everyone's energy was gone, and they had no will to resist at all.
They knelt down one by one, constantly begging for mercy:
"Forgive me! Forgive me! We know we were wrong!"
Everyone bowed down, only Zhang Shaochen stood in front of the fire scene, his tall and straight figure was set off by the bright red fire, which was extraordinarily heroic and tall.
Seeing that everyone in Baodu Village finally surrendered, Zhang Shaochen shouted loudly:
"You fools!"
"If I knew this earlier, why bother?"
"If you don't change your past and behave honestly, what happened today will definitely happen again!"
"By that time, young master, I won't keep any moreAffection! "
Hearing these words, the first reaction of the kneeling people was: "Brother, you still call it 'merciful'?"
?But no one dared to argue, and they all obeyed their promises, shouting on the floor:
"Don't dare! Don't dare! Great hero, spare your life!"
"Huh!" Zhang Shaochen looked at the Baodu villagers who were kneeling together, snorted coldly, carried Xiao Bao'er on his back, walked through the crowd, and swaggered down the mountain.
Seeing him like this, the sword spirit who was still floating above the fire scene was taken aback, and blurted out:
"Master, don't go away! Here, here, there are still a lot of houses on both sides, and they haven't burned yet!"
Upon hearing this, everyone in Baodu Village almost fell down in fright!
When the soul was lost, fortunately, the young man was indeed a great hero. He not only understood righteousness, but also had a kind heart. He turned his head and said to the mysterious girl in mid-air:
"Let's go, there are still things to do, how can I waste so much free time here!"
"Oh." The floating girl reluctantly agreed, then turned into a stream of light and returned to the boy's sword.
Seeing this situation, everyone in Baodu Bandit Village had two thoughts:
"It's great to be busy!"
"This young man is so nice!"
So, how to say?
Human nature is really cheap
The surviving bandit people who have been harmed so terribly, now everyone thinks that this young man is really good, he is a kind and generous man.
Jumping like flying all the way, Zhang Shaochen brought Bao'er back to the valley at the foot of the mountain safely.
As soon as she saw her own son, she was really brought back. Dou Yu'e was so excited that she hurriedly got up to meet her and hugged the baby in her arms.
It's just that, holding her in her arms, before she could coax the child, Dou Yu'e suddenly passed out on the ground.
Zhang Shaochen also had sharp eyesight and quick hands. When she fell to the ground, he reached out his hand as hard as he could, and snatched the baby she had just carried away back into his hand, so that the little baby didn't get injured.
In fact, Zhang Shaochen subconsciously expected Dou Yu'e's fainting.
Just now he saw the woman walking over excitedly. Although her pace was fast, her figure was already staggering, and her face was also very pale.
So subconsciously, he already had some precautions, and only then did he snatch the child over in an emergency to avoid falling.
Dou Yu'e fainted suddenly, indeed suddenly, but not suddenly.
Since she was abducted into the mountains, she has been abused for a long time and has never had enough to eat. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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