"Master Yang——" A slender figure in a Jingchai sarong suddenly rushed out and pounced on Lu You'an.
"Master Yang, please be merciful! Spare my husband's life, please!" Mrs. Lu Su hugged her husband, kneeled on the ground, looked up at the young man with tears in her eyes, and begged.
"Uncle Yang!" Xiao Yezi knelt down with a plop and kowtowed repeatedly, unable to say a word. After a while, a bright red color oozed from the snow ahead.
Lu Youan was shaking like chaff in a sieve, and he was so devastated that he couldn't think of any resistance.
He was easily subdued by Yang Zhen in the courtyard just now, and he might still be a little unconvinced, but with Jun Changan's instant defeat and the handsome tiger being killed, the young man was already a more terrifying existence in his heart than the tiger monster.
Do people who are used to being subjugated by force still have the courage to resist?
Just leave it to fate!
But as death approaches, the fear in his heart can no longer be contained.
"Spare, spare my life..." The voice came out with difficulty from his throat, like the whine of a wild dog after being injured.
Yang Zhen raised the wooden stick high and did not drop it for a long time.
Lu Youan offended him three times, and it would not be a pity to die!
It's just that... Lu Su and Xiao Yezi could be said to be the only monks in the field who were grateful to him.
Should he refuse the begging of these two people?
Besides, everything happened tonight because of saving Xiao Yezi, and now he is saving his daughter but killing his father...
It doesn't seem appropriate either.
Thinking about this, his wooden stick is after all——
Cracked down hard!
"No!" Xiao Yezi screamed and fell to the ground crying.
Mrs. Lu Su hugged Lu Youan's head tightly, as if she wanted to protect this vital place.
The wooden stick was swung down, and a cloud of blood mist exploded.
Lu Youan was dumbfounded, looking at the wooden stick that fell beside him. He suddenly felt that he had finally escaped, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.
At this time, a severe pain came from somewhere, and he couldn't help but let out a cry.
His right ear is gone.
The human head is hard and the ears are soft. It's easy to hit with a wooden stick, and it's not difficult to even cut it off. However, if it explodes directly into a shower of blood, it requires a certain amount of strength and skills.
Yang Zhen did not use any magic power for this stick, but skillfully used the inner secret of "lifting a light weight as if it were a heavy one". With the actual combat just now, he became more and more familiar with the stick technique taught by Xiaobangzi.
A light green pill was thrown on the snow.
"This is a third-level healing medicine. In half a month, your ears will grow back." Yang Zhen glanced at the mother and daughter who were hugging each other, feeling sad and happy, and felt an indescribable annoyance in her heart. new
"Get out!" he shouted sternly: "Don't let me see you again!"
Lu Youan nodded repeatedly as if he had just woken up from a dream. He picked up the elixir from the ground three thousand years ago and had lost most of its medicinal properties. Without looking at his wife and daughter beside him, he stumbled towards the outside.
Su Xiuying held her daughter in her arms, wiped her hair from her forehead, looked at the man's back, her lips moved, but she didn't cry out.
When this man said, "If my daughter is gone, the worst possible thing is to have another one," the relationship between him, himself, and Xiao Yezi had been severed.
The begging just now was just the last bit of love between husband and wife, father and daughter.
That’s all, from now on, you are just a passerby!
…
Yang Zhen glanced coldly at the audience. Not far away, a young woman was lying on Zuo Ping's headless body, crying sadly.
That was Zuo Pingan's mortal wife. Yang Zhen once gave her two asylum quotas to her parents in exchange for their gratitude.
Now...
The young man felt uninterested for a moment.
"Everyone, please take care of yourself!" He grabbed the tiger corpse, threw it heavily to the ground, turned around and left.
The footsteps got farther and farther in the snow until they disappeared completely.
The more than thirty monks remaining in the field, as well as some mortal family members who ran out of the alchemy workshop, looked at each other in bewilderment.
"General Manager, Your Excellency," a monk approached Jun Chang'an and said, "As soon as this master leaves, what should we do?"
The island owner of Huju Island was killed, and the three third-level monsters disappeared (at this time, they did not know that the island owner of Giant Bear Island also died together). Such a big thing, even if the island is vast and communication is inconvenient, it is not possible to deal with it. Maybe he could hide it from King Changying on the main island.
If the anger subsides by then, it's hard to say how many human beings will be left alive in Huxiao Town.
"I don't know what to do?" The emperor felt relieved: "You may still be able to survive. As the deputy general manager of this island, I will be the first to die after being investigated by the superiors, haha!"
"Everyone, let's go, let's go! After we go home, we can all settle down with our destiny!" Jun Changan's voice became louder and louder, and by the end he was hysterical.
However, the monk did not move, but looked behind him blankly.
Not only him, but everyone else, and even the woman holding Zuo Ping'an's body, stopped crying and stared blankly behind him.
Could it be that the God of Death is back?
He is not planning to let anyone go?
Jun Chang'an's head jumped, and he slowly turned his head while forcing himself to be calm.
He saw two people.
A woman in white, holding a sword, stood quietly on the snow.
The woman is tall and has skin as good as snow. She looks at everyone calmly with a slight smile on her lips.
The aura on his body was only in the middle stage of foundation building, but the faint momentum made Jun Changan feel shuddering.
He is definitely no match for her!
Next to the woman was a tall tree covered with fresh snow. A little girl in white clothes and skirt was sitting on an outstretched tree branch, her little feet swaying, and snowballs falling to the ground from time to time.
The girl looked five or six years old, with chubby cheeks and baby fat. She was looking at them with a smile, her eyes curved into crescents.
What a delicate and smart little girl!
Who are they?
The young man who had just left flashed through his mind, and Jun Changan secretly had a guess in his mind.
The woman stretched out her slender hands and grabbed the little girl on the tree, and the two slowly walked toward the crowd.
"You, you guys..." Jun Changan swallowed and suppressed his inner uneasiness.
The woman didn't answer, but waved her hand, and large snowflakes suddenly formed, fluttering and falling.
Jun Changan raised his eyes and stared at the overwhelming snowflakes, puzzled.
A snowflake fell on his shoulder, effortlessly penetrating the cassock and seeping into the skin underneath.
A feeling of dizziness came over me.
"Not good!" Jun Changan shouted loudly: "Hurry up luck and defend!"
But at this time, most people were already covered in snowflakes. Even if there is a quick reaction to activate the defense, the snowflakes fall on the protective shield, turn into a few drops of water, and then slowly penetrate into the light shield, and finally still drip on
On this person.
Then the man tilted his head and fell to the ground.
Zixue's snowflakes all over the sky, coupled with the second-level anesthetic medicine refined from her clothes, it can be said that the winner will surely fall. It's even easier to deal with these monks who don't have much actual combat ability.
Jun Changan was not much better than them. He only lasted for dozens of breaths longer before falling into a coma.
Before falling asleep, he could vaguely see the monks still standing in the field, only Xiao Yezi and his daughter were left.
"It is indeed that boy." He murmured to himself.
…
Xiao Yezi held her mother's hand tightly and looked at the two approaching people uneasily.
When everyone fell down and only she and her mother remained conscious, she finally realized:
"You were sent by Uncle Yang!" The little girl was overjoyed.
Zixue smiled sweetly and nodded gently. Yiyi on the side stretched out her little hand to wipe the blood from the young lady's forehead. With the brushing of his little hands, the scars and dirt on Little Ye Ye's face were gone, and it became as smooth as jade again.
This kind act made the mother and daughter completely relieved.
"Little sister, come and do me a favor, okay?" Zixue touched Xiao Yezi's cheek and asked with a smile.
The little girl looked at this beautiful woman with clear eyes, and there seemed to be an inexplicable warmth in her heart, and she couldn't help but nodded heavily.
"Okay, relax and don't resist." The woman's gentle voice sounded in her ears.
Immediately, a white light lit up, and the mother and daughter disappeared.
Disappearing with them was the tiger corpse, as well as the unconscious monks and mortals outside the hospital.
…
Hu Er is a mortal in Huxiao Town.
He is twenty-nine years old, has a twelve-year-old son, and his wife is twenty years older than him.
This kind of family is common in Huxiao Town. There are already more men than women in the town, and the group of young and best-looking women among them have already been picked away by the "immortals" living in the former town, leaving these mortal men with either vulgar looks or this. This is a woman who is quite old and has been married for several times.
This is pretty good, it’s great to have a wife with a decent name, a complete family, and many others his age who haven’t tasted the taste of a woman at thirty years old!
Of course, there are also several people who share a woman, so I won’t go into details.
Survival is the first priority, and even good morals must be compatible with the local environment.
As for the reason why there are more men than women, of course it’s the monsters.
Not only are women not as efficient at work as men, but they also have thin skin and tender flesh, that...
Therefore, few mortal women in the town live to the age of sixty smoothly.
Most of them became food for monsters after they could not give birth to children.
However, Hu Er's wife suffered such a fate not long after giving birth to a son for him.
In fact, she could still give birth at that time, but the tiger demon at that time wanted to change his taste and ordered the town to choose a woman who had just given birth. After picking and choosing, I chose Hu, who was older but not too old.
So Hu Er, who was only seventeen years old and had been married for just one year, became a widower and endured hardships alone with his one-month-old son.
This lasted for twelve years.
Now that his son has grown up and can help him with work, the life of the father and son has gradually improved.
Hu Er works on a breeding farm.
In addition to growing large areas of grain, this farm also needs to raise livestock.
You heard it right, in the territory of the demon clan, livestock must also be raised, because the demon beasts also need to eat meat. After comparison, naturally the breeding efficiency is the highest, and it is not easy to cause disputes within the demon clan.
It's just that different territories have different taboos. For example, in the pig demon's territory, feeding domestic pigs is absolutely not allowed.
When Hu Er returns home every day, it is almost Haishi. After a tiring day of work and no woman at home, the father and son had dinner and lay on their own beds, chatting about one thing or another.
The place where they lived was called "Weizi" by the people in the town. Yang Zhen visited it once and found that its structure and shape were almost the same as the earth buildings in Fujian.
The short ones only have one or two floors, while the tall ones have six or seven floors. They can house anywhere from dozens to hundreds or even thousands of people.
The construction of these houses was supervised by those "immortals". After hundreds of thousands of years, they still provide shelter from wind and rain and are indestructible.
On the one hand, such a fence is very easy to manage, and on the other hand, it can also effectively prevent the invasion of monsters. As long as the door is closed and hidden in the enclosure, the monsters will usually not break in again, otherwise Tiger Commander will not be able to spare them.
There are thousands of farmers on the farm, and they basically all live in the same enclosure. It was late at night, most people had fallen asleep, and the sounds of deep sleep could be heard faintly from everywhere.
"Dad," Xiao Huer said infatuatedly, "Xiao Zizi passed the test, she is already an immortal."
"Daddy knows," Hu Er replied in annoyance: "You have to say it every day for the past half month, don't you think it's annoying?"
The son stopped nibbling and huddled up in a ball on the bed. Hu Er couldn't help but sigh: "Stop thinking about it. A woman like that is not worthy of our status."
Xiao Hu Er and Xiao Ye Zi were classmates.
Children in the town, whether they are monks or mortals, will go to school in the town for three years when they are six to nine years old, learning to read and do some simple arithmetic.
Xiao Yezi comes from a monk's family. She is good-looking and has a well-behaved and kind personality. It is only natural for these boys of the same age to have an ignorant admiration for her and to get close to her.
Xiao Hu Er is one of them.
The little boy was speechless. Children of poor people have long been in charge. It was not that he did not understand what his father said.
"I heard from Ah Tu that distinguished guests came to the island tonight, and Little Leaf was called away by them, saying that he was going to dance for the distinguished guests." He mentioned casually.
Ah Tu is the son of Deputy General Manager Jun's housekeeper, and he is also his classmate.
"Distinguished guest? Where is the distinguished guest?" Hu Er asked casually.
"I heard it's the demon bear from Giant Bear Island."
"What?" Hu Er's face changed drastically. Looking at his son, his face gradually became sad.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Xiao Hu Er said in fear.
"That little leaf you mentioned, I'm just afraid, just afraid..."
Anyone with some experience in the town has heard of the demon bear on Giant Bear Island. This beast is murderous and is especially fond of cannibalism. Little Leaf is gone, and I'm afraid he will never come back again.
"Dad..." After hearing his father's explanation, Xiao Hu Er suddenly stood up from the bed, then collapsed to the ground, buried his head in his legs, and sobbed softly.
A sense of powerlessness and uncontrollable anger lingered in the boy's heart.
But, as a mortal, what can he do?
It's just repeating the fate of thousands of years.
The father and son were relatively helpless, and they lost sleep for a while.
Just then, "Bang"! There was a loud noise outside the house, like the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
A crisp little girl's voice sounded:
"Neighbors, come out and take a look. The old demon tiger on Tiger Island is dead!"_&
