Among the three, Shen Tang is the shortest.

It was estimated that these three people were a couple with a son, so a clever guy put a knife on Shen Tang's neck.

Threat: "Do you still want to kill your son?"

Shen Tang was silent for a moment, and Ning Yan and Ning Yan's faces twitched. Jiang Sheng secretly took a deep breath: "Master Bing, I really have no money! Please do it for me, I will remember it for the rest of my life!"

When they got to a deserted place, they killed a few of them!

All the other soldiers in the group had collected money, but they didn't expect that they were meeting a poor man. How could the soldiers give up? They immediately wanted to cut off Shen Tang's arm and show Jiang Sheng's emotions. However, before cutting the knife, something came into his mind.

Evil thoughts come.

"What do I need you to remember? How about this? Kneel down before me, kowtow a few times! Kowtow ten times, call 'Uncle' a few more times, and then I'll let your family go. How about that?"

Jiang Sheng and Ning Yan's faces darkened several degrees at the same time, and they were about to use Yan Ling Lake to do something about it. Unexpectedly, the soldier holding a knife said to Shen Tang: "Yes, just kneel down and kowtow louder, otherwise I won't be able to do it."

Even if you are happy, don’t even think about being happy.”

Shen Tang looked at them blankly: "You want me to kneel down?"

The soldier's face was gloomy, and his smile was full of malice: "Humph, yes, it's you! I was planning to make your parents kneel down, but you scholars are not talking about 'filial piety'? We don't want to make things difficult, so you, my son, will do it instead.

Father and mother, please kneel down."

They have done a lot to make fun of refugees.

Just kneeling down and kowtowing and calling uncle is nothing. Some people will even make people kneel and walk around a few times, bark like a dog, and lick their feet.

No one will refuse, including this time.

"What do you think--"

The soldier was about to have a proud smile on his face. He was going to wait for the person to kneel down before crawling under his crotch. But... Hey, why is his neck a little cold? Why did his sight suddenly rise up? Why did it suddenly happen again?

Down?

The last thing he saw was a foot kicking towards him.

Shen Tang retracted his foot, but Jiang Sheng's sword was still bleeding.

As the headless corpse fell down, the nearby soldiers noticed the movement, and the nearest ones drew their weapons to kill him.

Jiang Sheng and Ning Yan saw blood marks with each sword strike.

The strange thing is that none of the refugees noticed this scene. Those who escaped continued to run, and those who begged for mercy continued to beg for mercy. Only soldiers continued to gather here. Jiang Sheng and the two scribes were okay against ordinary soldiers, but a few of them were low-level.

Rank warrior.

Before they even got a few steps closer to Shen Tang, they exploded on the spot.

Shen Tang lowered his eyes and looked coldly at the corpse on the ground.

Jiang Sheng shook off the blood from the sword's edge and sheathed the sword.

He said coldly: "Looking for death!"

If he just asked them to kneel down, Jiang Sheng could still use Yan Ling Lake to kill the people, but this thing chose the lord. Even if it was just an illusion of the lord, he could not kneel to anyone, let alone endure it.

A little bit of humiliation!

The Lord humiliates the minister and dies!

If it really happened, he could only draw his sword and kill himself to apologize.

After a while, Wei Shou's martial soldiers came out and removed all the corpses. Jiang Sheng removed the illusion, leaving only a large pool of blood. The nearby refugees were startled, but they did not dare to cause trouble, so they had to hurry up and leave, but secretly

Follow three more people.

Shen Tang said: "Let's check which company it is from."

If I get a chance, I'll give that one a try first!

"Remember, the blood has also been processed."

These two sentences were spoken to Wei Shou secretly.

Wei Shou grinned and accepted his fate to arrest him alive and torture him.

Jiang Sheng said: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Speed ​​up the pace and cross the river as soon as possible to rush back to Chaoliguan to avoid a long night and many dreams. Shen Tang nodded: "Okay."

In just half a day, they encountered five groups of people.

The sky was dark. Shen Tang was sitting on a stone, beating her sore thigh muscles. After the day's journey, her straw sandals were torn. If she hadn't had the literary and martial spirit to protect herself, she would have had a lot of blood blisters on the soles of her feet.

.Jiang Sheng came back from looking for firewood.

"How's it going?"

Ning Yan went to inquire about the news.

She sighed and shook her head: "It's a mess, it's a complete mess."

At the end of the day, the number of refugees on the road increased instead of decreasing, and new refugees joined every moment. These refugees came from nearby counties, some of them came from the same village, and there were seven or eight fewer people in just one day. It was really...

shocking.

"Sigh... Zheng Qiao has a pretty good eye for people." Shen Tang looked at the bonfire. The orange-red light danced in her vagina. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether the light was the bonfire or the anger in her heart. She gritted her teeth and said, "He's dead."

It's a happy outcome, but I don't know how many people have to pay their lives for it... How innocent are these common people?"

Ning Yan: "This is how people's hearts are, and this is how human nature is."

As long as there are disputes over interests, there will inevitably be wars.

Because of this, the Lord is so valuable.

Thinking of what she had seen and heard in the past few days, Ning Yan was about to say something to comfort Shen Tang. She heard footsteps approaching at the tip of her ears, and she immediately closed her mouth. A figure fell down, followed by a male voice: "It's cold at night...

Can I borrow a fire?"

Ning Yan raised her head and looked at the person. She was a middle-aged scholar.

The luggage I was carrying was flat.

I don’t know how many times he has been raided in the past few days.

Seeing his shivering and pitiful appearance, Shen Tang nodded in agreement.

The middle-aged scholar hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, thank you very much."

He found a place to sit next to the bonfire and put his cold hands on the fire to bake for a while. After a while, his hands felt warm. The middle-aged scholar sighed with comfort. Jiang Sheng added firewood to the bonfire, secretly

He looked the scholar up and down.

Said: "Are you cold?"

The scholar said: "My clothes were robbed."
Chapter completed!