Li Er scratched his head and said, "I understand."

Tang Lin smiled slightly.

…

Peaceful life passes day by day.

Thirty years later.

With the arrival of a group of bandits, the peace of Lijia Village was broken, and many people of the older generation died. The younger generation had never seen the terror of bandits.

The first thing that bore the brunt of the bandit's visit was Tang Lin's hut at the entrance of the village. He was sitting under the eaves, and the years had left scars on his body. His long and flowing black hair was now gray, and his face was full of wrinkles. Only his pair of

The eyes are still dark and bright.

He looked at the arrival of these bandits under the setting sun, his brows furrowed and his face a bit gloomy.

"Brothers, kill them all, burn them all, rob them all, and charge!" the bandit leader roared, waving his sword and taking the lead in riding in.

Hearing the roar of the bandit, everyone in the village panicked. Among them, a few of the older generation immediately ran to the village gate and asked Tang Lin for help.

Tang Lin slowly stood up from the chair, his back already stooped, looking at the large number of bandits, his eyes flashing with cold light.

"Whoever enters the village will die!" Tang Linsen said coldly.

The bandit leader was a young man. He glanced at Tang Lin and sneered: "A bad old man is still meddling in other people's business. Die!"

Whoosh!

The knife slashed Tang Lin's throat.

The villagers nearby were horrified, and some women screamed.

At this moment, the sword flashed and suddenly stopped in front of Tang Lin's neck.

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Chapter completed!