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Chapter 142 Lao Lin
Such stories are not uncommon in history.

In the end, of course, no one came back, not even a little bit of news, just like the pebbles thrown into the deep stream, oh no, it was mud and sand, which could not even be lifted by the wind and waves.

Every time those military masters come, there will be fewer men in the village. Everyone already knows that the battlefield
It will kill people.

This made everyone's emotions towards them change from fear to anger, but the broadswords gleaming on the waists of the military men could not be faked. There were still people who could leap a hundred feet away and even kill the big insects in the mountains with one blow.

The people in the village could only choose silence.

After adolescence came the prime of life, and groups of people rushed to the battlefield.

Only people came out, but no one returned. At the end, the only man left in the village was Lao Lin, who was over 50 years old. So it was natural that it was his turn to go to the battlefield.

Lao Lin was an honest man, so naturally he didn't know how to refuse, and he was also very timid, so after taking a sip of wine, he was ready to die silently in a foreign land. Anyway, he was a single man and had no one. Will be reluctant, no one will cry and send him away, no one will talk about him coming back.

Those brats might say a few words.

But they had already left the village first, and they didn't know if they were still alive, or if they could sneak into his shop for a drink.

But after the military master gave him a little time to prepare, he wandered around the village and even went to the family's house to catch the girl who was hiding, and even planned to capture the girl in front of the villagers in broad daylight. Violate.

Lao Lin was as angry as the other villagers.

He grasped the most convenient forging hammer, and then put it down weakly. He is not a hero, let alone beating these army masters, even the brute boy in the village can easily knock himself on the ground .

"Hey"

Lao Lin sighed, and turned his head away from looking at the scene in the village.

Don’t look at the family of the young girl who is tied up and tearing her heart out. Don’t look at the girl who is also tearing her clothes off.

Then he saw the two swords in the corner because of poor materials and poor workmanship, so that they had rusted to the point that they could not be seen as swords in a few years. He still remembered that these two swords were made by himself, It was the name chosen by those two boys.

A handful of yellow flowers, a handful of sweet potatoes.

The voice of the girl outside continued. Not only was she heartbroken, but all the people's hearts were hurting and breaking. This village was not big, and all the young people could be said to be the descendants of their elders.

But the man who once jumped a hundred meters to kill a big insect stood beside the military master with his sword in hand.

He didn't look at the girl who had partially stripped off her clothes, but looked at the villagers, a small village with no men anymore. Tsk tsk, just thinking about it was satisfying. Moreover, for some reason, the Feng Shui of Shu Land was more beautiful than the other. He already plans to come here from time to time to relax in the future.

Inside the blacksmith's shop, Lao Lin was still looking at the handful of yellow flowers and the handful of sweet potatoes, his eyes a little dazed.

When the two boys left, they said to themselves solemnly.

"Old Lin, I will give you this yellow flower sword. If someone bullies her while I am away, you can use this sword to cut him!"

"Old Lin, I call this sword the Sweet Potato Sword, isn't it majestic? Anyway, I don't have a girl who likes me, but I have a sister. If someone bullies my sister, you can use this sword to cut him!"

That girl is the girl these two boys want to protect.
Lao Lin still remembers that year, the boy's clumsy sword dance and the girl's gentle applause, the vows the boy made with the girl before parting, the girl's younger brother standing aside as if he was looking at the enemy of life and death, and the two boys finally left When, cherish what you said with yourself.

All vividly.

but.
Cut him?

Lao Lin boldly glanced at the military master, then shrank back, so how could he have cut it?And others don't know, doesn't he know how bad his sword is?

Now that it is rusted like this, whether it can be lifted is a problem.

But if you don't cut it, Lao Lin thinks that he will never forget these two swords in the future. Even if the two boys are in the underworld, they will crawl out to question themselves. They love her so much, and he is so cowardly.
"Hey."

Lao Lin thought about it for a long time.

Suddenly I remembered that it seemed like death was inevitable on the battlefield. Could it be that at his age, there was still the possibility of becoming a general?I'm afraid he died as soon as he entered the battlefield.

Why not.
"Yellow flowers can't be eaten, and sweet potatoes are passable, but I haven't eaten them for some years. You dug up the sweet potatoes around the village overnight before they were ripe. A bunch of heartless people." Since they left, they never Lao Lin, who was too lazy to dig sweet potatoes to eat, muttered and stood up.

Lao Lin is the kind of person who is timid and timid, but once he has made up his mind, he will not waver in the slightest.

Perhaps to embolden myself.

With yellow flowers in one hand and sweet potatoes in the other, Lao Lin walked out of the blacksmith shop, came into the sun, came within the sight of the villagers, and came in front of the military master.

"What?" The military master asked with a smile: "Old guy, do you want to stop me?"

Lao Lin looked at the girl lying beside her feet. The girl just resisted the thing that bit the military master and was kicked away. At this time, she was dressed in a mess, revealing a touch of whiteness. Normally, Lao Lin would secretly look at it more. My eyes felt irritated|irritated, but now I just feel distressed, my lungs, heart, and brain feel fire, this is anger.

"I am your uncle!" Lao Lin shouted angrily, raised his sword and slashed straight down!
The military master's breath suddenly froze, and he laughed again. He was so damned that he almost frightened him. He thought he was a hermit practitioner, but it turned out that the old man's speed was not as fast as his little acquired state.

Before the sword landed, Lao Linbi kicked him for an unknown number of meters, smashing through countless houses.

"cough!"

His life that had already reached the edge of the coffin, if he lost more than half of it in this way, there might be only one hand left outside the coffin
"Old guy, let's see how I killed you." The military master became interested, pulled out the sword from his waist, and seemed to throw it casually, but in fact, the speed of the sword skyrocketed after it was released, turning into a stream of light and slashing towards Lao Lin.

Click.

The sword fell next to Lao Lin's hand, but did not directly kill him.

"Come on, old guy, try throwing it over, I'll just stand here, take a step, I'm a dog."

As the military master said, the followers around him burst into laughter.

Lao Lin was confused.

His only thought now is to kill him.
Use yellow flowers and sweet potatoes to peel them
The yellow flowers and sweet potatoes are nowhere to be found, so any sword will do, as long as it can cut him.

hum-

The sword in his hand, the military master's sword trembled.

Maybe it was the flashback, maybe it was something else, anyway, Lao Lin regained some strength, the carousel before his death dissipated, and began to repeat the action of the military master swinging the sword, the details became clearer, until he could see the blood rushing, and the sword energy was like water.

Lao Lin threw the sword back.

next moment.

A head fell.

(End of this chapter)