Qingyang Town, outside.
In a mass grave.
I saw a group of guys holding knives and axes hiding there.
Looking closely, these people were the bandits from Black Wind Village.
Ever since the leader of Black Wind Village, Du Tong, was killed instantly by Lu Fan, these bandits fled everywhere and came to Qingyang Town.
In the past, these bandits could still rob houses and steal food, but without their lair, they were like a pile of loose sand, and some of them even starved to death.
The bandits were forced into a corner and had no choice but to seek refuge with rich and powerful people.
For example, the young master of the Yan family.
As long as there is food and drink, these bandits will do it even if it means risking their lives.
Just like now.
"Boss Zhao, please, give me a bite of your bran cake... I haven't eaten anything for a whole day and night!"
A skinny bandit came up to the burly Zhao Erhu and said with envy on his face.
Zhao Erhu, who was eating a black bran cake, kicked the skinny guy when he heard this.
"Eat your grandma!"
The bandit who was kicked fell to the ground, but did not dare to speak.
Zhao Erhu stuffed the remaining half of the bran cake into his mouth, chewing it with relish as he said, "Listen up, everyone! This time, you must do your best to kill those damned Sima siblings! As long as we complete our mission, we won't have to worry about being cold or hungry anymore. Do you understand?"
"Understood."
There are many bandits in the mountains.
"I'm glad I understand! Bah! Damn it! It's all the fault of that devil kid from the City God Temple. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have ended up like this."
Thinking back to his carefree days in Black Wind Village, Zhao Erhu couldn't help cursing.
In the past, in Heifengzhai, Zhao Erhu was considered a good leader among the bandits, so he had no worries about food and drink.
Sometimes, if you rob rich people, you can even eat good meat.
But what about now?
Go hungry three times a day.
There is often even no stuttering.
Thinking back on all this, Zhao Erhu couldn't help but hate Lu Fan.
After all, if it weren't for Lu Fan, their Black Wind Village would not have been wiped out, and he and his brothers would not have to go hungry every day.
The most infuriating thing is that Lu Fan not only killed their leader, but also robbed all the things in their Black Wind Village.
Oh shit!
It's even worse than what we did as bandits!
But no matter how much he hated Lu Fan, Zhao Erhu was extremely afraid of him.
Thinking about that day when Lu Fan killed their boss in one fell swoop, Zhao Erhu is still trembling with fear.
"devil!"
"That guy is not a human being at all, he's a fucking devil!"
Zhao Erhu thought for a while, shook his head, and dared not think about it anymore.
Just then.
The sound of horse hooves came from afar and got closer.
"Here it comes! Here it comes!"
"Everyone, get ready!"
When he heard the sound of horse hooves, Zhao Erhu immediately drew the long sword from his waist and hid.
The twenty or so bandits behind him also immediately drew their blades and became fully alert.
soon.
Suddenly, two figures appeared at the mass grave.
Looking closely, the two figures were none other than the Sima siblings who had just come out of Qingyang Town.
The two men rode their horses towards this side.
Just as we arrived here, suddenly, a tripwire appeared from the ground.
Bang!
The Sima siblings were caught off guard and had no time to dodge the Wuqi horses under their crotch, and were tripped by the lasso.
The Sima siblings even fell off their horses.
"Sis...are you okay?"
Sima Hong, who fell to the ground, ignored the pain in his body and quickly asked Sima Lan in front of him.
Sima Lan's arm was bleeding. She got up from the ground and said, "It's okay..."
"Who the hell attacked us?"
Sima Hong said angrily.
Just as he finished speaking, suddenly, Zhao Erhu and more than 20 bandits appeared in Sima Hong's eyes from the stone pile in the mass grave.
Seeing so many guys holding long swords suddenly appearing, Sima Hong's face turned pale.
"You... who are you?"
Sima Hong retreated in fear and asked Zhao Erhu and others in surprise.
Zhao Erhu sneered, "Don't worry about who we are. You just need to know that this day next year will be the anniversary of your death."
When Sima Hong heard what Zhao Erhu said, his heart skipped a beat.
"Who are you? I have no grudge against you, why are you trying to harm us?"
"Hehe, you really have no grudge against us! But unfortunately, others want you dead, and we can't do anything about it."
When Sima Hong heard the word "someone else", his mind started to race.
"Were you sent by that bastard named Yan?"
Sima Hong is not stupid.
He knew that Yan Tong would seek revenge for any flaws and was cruel and ruthless.
What he didn't expect was that he dared to send people to kill him and his sister in broad daylight?
"Boy, you have so much to say. You should save it for the King of Hell."
"Get started!"
Zhao Erhu didn't want to cause any trouble.
Following his command, the two bandits beside him immediately picked up their knives and started hacking.
The cold blade slashed at him, and Sima Hong quickly retreated...
At this moment, a graceful figure suddenly stood in front of Sima Hong. Then, she waved her palm, and with two bangs, the two bandits with knives were directly knocked away.
Sima Lan took action.
Sima Lan in a green dress is extremely beautiful.
Faced with the sudden appearance of Sima Lan, the bandits here all stared with their eyes wide open.
"Hey! What a beautiful woman!"
"yes!"
"This young lady is so beautiful, is she a fairy?"
The bandits were all rough and rude, and had never seen such a beautiful woman. When they saw Sima Lan's perfect figure, their eyes were instantly wide open.
When Zhao Erhu saw Sima Lan suddenly appear, he couldn't help but be shocked and said: What a beautiful woman!
But no matter how much you think about it, you still have to do it.
So Zhao Erhu said directly: "My little beauty is quite amazing! But unfortunately, we take money from people to help them get rid of disasters, so my little beauty, I'm sorry..."
"Get started."
Following Zhao Erhu's order, more than 20 bandits behind him immediately rushed towards Sima Lan.
"court death!"
Sima Lan is at the seventh level of acquired martial arts.
Of course, it is not comparable to these bandits.
I saw her palms transform and she attacked with whistling palm techniques.
When the seemingly light palm techniques landed on the chests of the bandits, their bones were instantly shattered and they flew backwards with screams of "ah ah ah".