Daren turned around and bowed deeply to the villagers who stood up for him, "Dear neighbors and fellow villagers, thank you for your generous words, but this is a grudge between me and her. Even if she kills me, I have nothing to say, I just ask you to take good care of my wife and children after my death."
Daren pushed his woman and Chunchun to the villagers with a force that could not be refused, bent down again, and bowed deeply to all the villagers.
There are no words to express my gratitude except this prayer.
"If...if I can ask for some mercy from you, I beg you to let me go for ten years. I want to raise Chunchun first. The world is so difficult and I really can't bear to have her as a child." Don’t worry, when she grows up, I will definitely kill her at her neck, leaving my body and body at your mercy.”
Daren, no, it should be said Ao Ren, bowed deeply to Wang Xiaoti again.
There was also a terrible hole in his abdomen that Wang Xiaotai took out with his own hands. Bright red blood kept pouring out of the wound, soaking his clothes and the ground under Ao Ren's feet, forming a hole under him. A pool of blood that reflected the sunlight.
The woman looked at her husband who was determined to die, and burst into tears. She pushed away the villagers who were blocking her and grabbing her arm. She also abandoned her child, ran to her husband, and hugged her tightly. His strong and warm body said, "Brother Daren, don't even think about leaving me! I will never leave you until I die!"
"Dad! I want to be with you too!"
Chunchun also screamed, rushed to her parents like a calf, hugged their arms, and the family vowed to never be separated.
In addition to Chunchun, there were many children who twisted their bodies and broke away from their parents' relaxed arms, ran to Daren, opened their arms, and protected the tall Daren behind their immature bodies.
With tears in his eyes, Ao Ren reached out and touched the black hair on the top of the children's heads. His lips trembled. His heart and eyes were full of comfort, and he was magnanimous in not regretting his death.
Ao Ren, who seemed affectionate but was actually ruthless, also fell in love one day.
"Wang Xiaotai, I'm really sorry for what happened back then. I really didn't know you would have such an experience in the mirror..."
In front of their family, Wang Xiaotai seemed out of place.
"Hahahahahaha——"
Under the blazing sunshine, Wang Xiaomo burst into laughter.
She thought it was funny, so she couldn't help laughing.
She actually wanted to ask, Ao Ren, what are you doing? What are you doing?
You are Ao Ren! The dragon clan walks in the world, the strongest two-headed dragon!
You are the Dragon King!
Your name is Ao Ren, not that damn Daren!
“I have been a Bodhisattva for so many years and saved so many believers. After a long time, I actually thought that I was the compassionate Bodhisattva.
"Hahahahaha, tell me, am I ridiculous?"
Wang Xiaomo raised her head and looked at the white clouds floating leisurely in the sky.
She turned her face slightly and looked at the people united in front of her. The pupils of her eyes were dotted with a little light that seemed to be extinguishing but not extinguishing.
She smiled and said as if joking, "Whoever stabs him, I will give him a hundred gold beads to ensure that he will be rich and wealthy throughout his life and enjoy the happiest things in the world.
“One sword is worth a hundred gold beads.
"You can either stab him. If you are unwilling to do it, then don't blame me for sending you down to see the Lord of Hell in advance.
“Either he dies or you die.
"Everyone, choose."
Wang Xiaotai waved her sleeve, and a knife with a cold light split the air at high speed, whizzed past, and was nailed to Ao Ren's chest, piercing his body and taking him back several feet. Nailed to the big locust tree in the village.
"One hundred... one hundred gold beads?"
Some people in the crowd swallowed subconsciously and licked their mouths that had become dry due to the sun.
"Why should I trust you?"
Wang Xiaomo's clear-cut lips raised upwards.
Countless boxes containing glittering gold beads appeared in this dilapidated and dilapidated village, catching the eyes of countless people, who stared blankly at the wealth they had never seen before.
This is...a golden bead!
Wang Xiaomo kicked over a box of gold beads, and the gold beads rolled down to the ground with her force, rolling in front of all the villagers.
Someone couldn't help but squat down and pick up a gold bead that was still stained with dust. He put it in his mouth and bit it. It was soft and indeed had the texture of gold!
These are genuine gold beads!
Wang Xiaotai raised her skirt and sat on the empty wooden box that was turned aside. She watched with interest the reactions on each of their faces, admiring their gradually distorted expressions.
The stage has been set up, the money has been spent, and now the gong should begin.
With a pale face, Ao Ren looked at the villagers who were already ready to make a move, and asked softly, "Are you considered a god like this?"
Wang Xiaotai smiled, the sunlight became more and more dazzling, and Ao Ren could hardly see her expression clearly, "What's so strange, Ao Ren, there are dragons in this world that can eat people, and naturally there are gods who like to play with people.
"I'm curious, Ao Ren, the mighty Dragon King, aren't you a good old man? I wonder how many gold beads you, a good old man, can help them earn today?"
When Wang Xiaotai smacked the words "good old man", she was particularly gentle and sweet.
Their conversation was inaudible to mortals.
Mortals just looked at the precious golden beads in their hands carefully and hesitated.
The first one to take action was a woman who had long wanted to marry Daren.
She knew that Daren was hard-working and hard-working, and her life would be good if she was with him. She had already thought about it, but was overtaken by a woman from other places.
She then married someone else in the village with resentment.
The couple looked at each other, their eyes were dazzled by the golden beads in their hands, and they gritted their teeth. They stood up at once, walked to the big locust tree, and pulled out the knife inserted in Ao Ren's chest. .
The couple held the handle of the knife together, gritted their teeth, closed their eyes, and stabbed Ao Ren into the chest again.
Countless blood spilled from Ao Ren's mouth and dripped to the ground.
It is unimaginable that one person has so much blood in his body.
Before Ao Ren could speak, the couple had closed their eyes, pulled the knife out of his chest, and threw it to the ground with a clang.
The bloody knife fell to the ground, bounced twice, and was covered with a thin layer of loose soil.
The couple apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"There is nothing we can do. If she says she won't kill you, she will come and kill us!
"There's nothing we can do, sorry!"
While apologizing, they knelt down with pale faces, kowtowed several times to Ao Ren, who was nailed to the tree again, and returned to the crowd.
Wang Xiaotai smiled and waved her arms, and a hundred golden beads floated into their arms.
His woman stood beside him, her pretty face full of despair. Her red and swollen eyes could no longer shed tears. She just stared at Ao Ren nailed to the tree without saying a word.
Ao Ren gritted his teeth and swallowed the mouthful of blood. If it were normal, such an injury would be just a casual injury, but now he was at his weakest. He tried to avoid it but could not avoid it, so he could only endure it.
Trying to put on a smile, Ao Ren said, "My fellow villagers have taken care of me for many years. I am willing to accept this knife. I also ask you to take good care of my wife and children after my death!"
Looking at him, he really looked like a good old man who allowed himself to be beaten and scolded, and had no regrets.
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