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Chapter 4 Jiang Chaoli

Seeing the figure falling into the sheep pen, the shepherd gathered strength to drive the sheep into the corner, but the purpose was to not want the flock to be affected.

No matter when, the shepherd puts the flock first, which is what the adults told him!

He will be punished by the adults if any damage occurs to the herd, which is what every shepherd boy in the valley must remember!

The white light disappeared, except for the torches in the distance swaying in the strong wind, the sheep pen fell into darkness again.

The aftermath of the violent impact overturned the shepherd and smashed the flying soil into the flock of sheep. The shepherd felt the feeling of being thrown away just now, but he was not lucky this time. Without the fertile grass, his back fell on the horns of the sheep. A heart-wrenching pain made him suck in the air conditioner, and almost passed away.

Such movement attracted all the shepherds around him, especially the big cowherd. He was not only responsible for his own cattle herd, but also for the movement of the entire herd. Otherwise, there would be some mistakes. The responsible shepherds would certainly be punished, but he, the big cowherd, could not escape the punishment.

"Little Shepherd...Little Shepherd..." The big cowherd held up the torch and entered the sheep pen. He looked at the big pit in the pen, pulled open the sheep, squatted down, and asked, "Are your sheep injured?"

"Uh...big...I..." The shepherd was so painful that he couldn't say a complete sentence, so he could only shake his head.

The big cowherd then stood up and held a torch to count the sheep in the circle one by one.

After confirming that there were quite a few sheep and there was nothing wrong with the condition of the sheep, the big cowherd rushed to the next circle to check. In the eyes of the big cowherd, as long as the sheep is fine, the sheep's life and death are not important at all.

It took a long time before the shepherd recovered. His back hurt, but his hands were not long enough. He moved his butt and slowly leaned his back against the sheep's belly, shaking his body, allowing his back to rub and alleviate the pain in his back.

The pain subsided slightly, and the shepherd slowly opened his eyes. Under the flashing white light, he saw many big birds flying around in the air not far from the ground. There were people holding weapons standing on the birds, constantly colliding fiercely. After the collision, they would emit roars and white lights.

The shepherd has never seen the people on the big bird, but in the eyes of the shepherd, these are all adults.

Some people fell down with the big bird, and the earth was trembling. The people who fell to the ground turned over and continued to sit on the big bird and climbed into the sky, violently colliding towards another big bird.

When they were paired up, the weapons were touching each other, and the sound of the ears was constantly roaring, and the white light flashed constantly.

Someone crawled out of the big pit in the sheep pen earlier, and when the shepherd was squatting on the ground and panting, one of his left hand was still missing.

The man looked at the environment and asked, "Are you a shepherd?"

Although the shepherd had never seen that person, the ones who could fly around were all adults. The adults had to answer their questions, which was the first thing their shepherd boys had to obey. Even if this adult fell from the sky, it was still an adult, not something his little shepherd could refuse.

At this time, his chest was stuffy. He had just opened his mouth and was about to reply, but a mouthful of blood was spurting out, almost fainting. However, he didn't care about his drowsiness, his throat was utterly sound, and his head was bit by bit, which was considered to be a response to the adult's question.

The fight in the air has fallen to the ground. Every time the weapon collision is a bang, a strong wind is blowing.

The strong wind overturned the roof of the house, and the fences of the circle house were also shaking. The animals and shepherd boys in the circle were blown by the strong wind, and they all ran into the black mountains like dead branches and leaves, with countless casualties and wailing and screaming.

The shepherd was in front of him who was asking questions. With him in front of him, he helped him block the strong wind and avoid the pain of flesh and blood.

"Do you know who I am?" The man looked at the shepherd silently, and asked in a cold voice.

"Yes... sir... wow..." The shepherd nodded slowly, and after the words came, another mouthful of blood was spurted out, and his eyes turned black, and he slowly fell to the side and fainted...

"Bastard!" The one-armed man cursed with hatred when he saw the shepherd faint.

A pill appeared on the only remaining hand, stuffed into the shepherd's mouth, pointed it into the shepherd's throat, then spread its palms, went down from the throat, and stretched out the palms and stroked the shepherd's chest.

After a while, he grabbed the shepherd's clothes and kicked it in his hand, then threw it, threw it on his shoulder, quickly walked out of the sheep pen, and ran towards the flower room.

As soon as he stepped into the flower room, his eyes swept the floor, nine pots of flowers that were still safe disappeared out of thin air.

The one-armed man did not hesitate and quickly entered the cave. He walked to a cave. He kicked the iron fence away with one foot, took a brown small bag from his waist, opened the bag and faced the woman, and the woman disappeared out of thin air. Then he turned to another cave, kicked the iron fence, and faced the bag, and disappeared from the same place. He stuffed the bag into his arms, and walked towards another cave.

Just as he was about to kick open the iron fence, he suddenly heard a loud shout behind him: "Jiang Chaoli, what are you doing?"

The one-armed man called Jiang Chaoli heard the sound and turned around. Looking at the man who was approaching the goodbye step by step, he said in a deep voice: "Tang Ze, my Dharma source has been destroyed, my arm has been broken, and it is only a dead end to stay. You and I have a good relationship on weekdays. Please give me yourselves."

Tang Ze looked around the cave and said coldly: "If you want to live a life of silence, I have nothing to do with it. Even if you want the body of this shepherd boy, I will not stop you... But you shouldn't take E Nu away."

Jiang Chaoli took down the bag at his waist, threw it at Tang Ze, and said, "Ennv is in the animal bag. Please be generous and give me a way out."

Tang Ze took the bag, carried his hands on his back, and said coldly: "As I said just now, you just escaped by yourself. Even if you take away your body, I will never be able to keep you... But E Nu has been stained with your breath, and you should know the consequences."

Jiang Chaoli shook the shepherd on his shoulder to the ground, kowtowed to the ground, begged for mercy, "Brother Tang, I am a useless person, please spare my life... Besides, the situation is over now, and staying is at the mercy of others. Why not leave me, and I will make a comeback in the future."

Tang Ze sneered and looked at Jiang Chaoli who was kneeling, slowly stepped forward, leaned forward slightly, condescendingly, and said contemptuously: "Do you think everyone lives like you like a dog? You..."

The rest of the words stuck in Tang Ze's throat and stopped abruptly. His throat was uh, and bright red blood was flowing down from the corner of his mouth.

Dingdeng took two steps back and hit the stone wall. He was full of disbelief and slowly looked down at a dagger inserted in his abdomen, blood flowing.

Jiang Chaoli, who was kneeling, got up from the ground, grabbed the hilt of the dagger, pulled out the dagger, and said nothing, then stabbed Tang Ze's abdomen.
Chapter completed!
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