Dragon sister fell from the sky of Douluo

As soon as the words came out, everyone trembled, and the scarred man's eyes widened: "You want to die, don't you! I want to ask who is the village chief! Believe it or not, I will behead you one by one!"

Wow, the villagers were trembling with fear. Finally, a thin old man raised his head tremblingly and said with a pale face: "Sir, my lord, I am the village chief."

"Then you fart early!"

The scarred man yelled angrily, and the old man shivered in fear: "Sir, please calm down. The child is nearly a hundred years old and has no hearing. Please calm down."

A respectful voice sounded. Seeing the panic on his face, the scarred man was very satisfied and leisurely played with the dagger in his hand:

"Seeing that your village has a good harvest, it looks a bit like it. Today I am going down the mountain for no other reason than that since your village is under the control of our Longhu Mountain and has benefited from protection, this year's protection fee should also be paid."

As soon as these words came out, the old man's face turned pale, he paused, and nodded quickly with an apologetic smile: "What you said is absolutely true. Our village has been protected by you for so many years. Of course we will not treat you badly with the annual protection fee. This, this is what we will do this year." The filial piety money, a total of one hundred gold coins, please see..."

Before he finished speaking, the tall and lanky man next to him sneered: "You don't have to say how much you charge. Let me tell you, there are quite a few of us here today, and the guys in our hands are also unambiguous. Listen up, five hundred dans." Grain, five hundred loads of eggs, fifty loads of cooked meat, and five hundred gold coins.”

"I want as much as you want. If you want to live, be honest with me. Otherwise, I will make you red." Another person said in a cold voice. At this time, everyone's face turned pale.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Brothers, hurry up! Come out as soon as you get the things!"

"It's the boss!"

At this moment, the entire ground was filled with panic. The women were kneeling on the ground tremblingly, while the men clenched their fists and lowered their heads but dared not speak in anger.

This bandit is a source master, and he is at the level of a great source master. Common people like them who only belong to the soul have no chance of winning, and they will just lose their lives in vain.

However, it is already autumn, and so many things are gone. How will their village survive the winter...

As time passed, gradually, all the men in black came out, pulling cattle and sheep, and bags of gold coins. When the scarred man saw this, he smiled happily: "Okay, so many good things. , enough for us brothers to survive the winter, yes, I packed it up and prepared to take it back."

"It's the boss, let's greet the brothers." Another man said excitedly. However, at this time, seeing them happily, the old man trembled and forced a smile out of his face:

"Sir, now that you have obtained the things, can you let us go?"

The words rang out, and as he listened, the scarred man raised his lips: "Of course, be smarter from now on."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The old man made bows repeatedly, but at this moment, a man in black suddenly ran over, carrying an old man in his hand, with cold eyes: "Boss, several of our brothers are missing!"

At this moment, the voice suddenly disappeared. The scarred man stood up instantly with a cold look in his eyes: "What's going on!"

"While we were searching for things, we found that several brothers entered the old man's yard and did not come out. When we passed by, we saw the old man running away in a panic. We brought the old man over."

As he spoke, he shook his hand and Old Yang fell directly to the ground. The next second, the scarred man grabbed his chest with a ferocious look in his eyes: "Old bastard, tell me where they went! Did you kill them!" "

His whole body was in severe pain, and Uncle Yang looked pale:

"I do not know."

"Don't know? Hum, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

"Sir, I really don't know..."

"Don't tell me yet!"

The scarred man sneered and drew out the big knife next to him. At this moment, a scream suddenly sounded in the distance: "Grandpa!"

Brush, everyone turned around and saw a little girl running over crying. Old Yang suddenly became angry and looked sick: "Nonsense! What are you doing here! I asked you to take him out of the village!"

"Woooooo, I can't live without grandpa, grandpa, I want to follow you." Holding him, Yang Xiaoling burst into tears. At this scene, the scarred man sneered at the corner of his mouth:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a sweet relationship. It seems that you two, grandfather and grandson, want to die together, right?"

"Sir, I really don't know anything. If you want to kill me, just kill me. Please let my granddaughter go." Old Yang grabbed his trouser leg tremblingly, but was kicked away.

"Old guy, since you won't tell the truth, then prepare to die." The man in black smiled ferociously and kicked him away. Seeing this scene, the villagers trembled and were so scared that they didn't dare to speak out.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Ling'er cried and hugged him. Old Yang was out of breath and tremblingly stammered: "Run... run..."

"Where are you running? Since you want to die together, I will help you." The scarred man sneered and pulled out the big knife. At this moment, Old Man Yang hugged his granddaughter tremblingly and burst into tears:

"Ling'er, it was grandpa who harmed you..."

"Grandpa..." Yang Ling'er cried so hard that she held him tightly with her little hands, and her gentle face gradually appeared in the tears.

Brother Lu Yuan....

Brother Lu Yuan...

however.

At this moment, a person suddenly shouted:

"who!"

Suddenly, everyone looked together. In this silence, a young man slowly walked out of the village entrance.

This time!

Old Man Yang's breath was weak and he was trembling with anger:

"Run! Run, Xiao Lu!"

"Brother Lu Yuan, run away, don't come here, leave us alone!" Yang Linger cried harder, but as they walked step by step, Lu Yuan stared at them calmly:

"Let people go."

A faint voice surged. At this moment, the scarred man was startled, and then burst into laughter:

"What? Release? Hahaha, little bastard, are you looking for death, haha."

"Hahaha! This kid must be an idiot."

"Ha ha!"

There was a roar of laughter, and the harsh laughter surged through the entire village. However, at this moment, Lu Yuan stopped, paused, and raised the corner of his mouth:

"Linger."

As soon as the voice sounded, Ye Ling'er trembled and looked at him with hazy eyes, looking at that familiar face and that familiar smile: "Didn't you say that you hope that your brother will be a source master? Now, I will tell you, brother, really It’s the Source Master.”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Ling'er was stunned. At this moment, a sense of oppression suddenly swept over him!

This sense of oppression has no real substance, and it is accompanied by the surge of this sense of oppression.

next moment!

The mountain-like pressure of soul power suddenly descended.

boom!Trembling!The whole village trembled!Substantial soul power fluctuations surged crazily from his body, strong winds blew, trees fell, houses collapsed, and the ground cracked and rocks collapsed.

In an instant, all the laughter was blocked. In the strong wind, all the men in black stared wide-eyed. The scarred man's eyes were even more splitting, and his pupils bulged:

"King Yuan! This is King Yuan!"

Suddenly!There was a dead silence at the entrance of the village. All the villagers looked at the young man tremblingly as if they had seen a ghost.