The end of the world: tender beef five groups love three-year-old fat girl

The fathers were relieved to see that their daughters were not affected.

Just now they still held back and did not kill all the refugees. They only killed the old woman with the foul mouth.

However, they felt that they were being merciful, but the villagers of Yuhe Village did not think so.

The other three clansmen in the village dragged Zhao Guangde to a slightly farther place.

They started talking at once.

"Uncle De, do we really want to go with someone like this?"

"Yes, yes, that old woman just said a few words, but she made people so miserable. If she does the same to us in the future, we won't be able to escape."

"Which family in our village doesn't have some verbal disputes?"

"Uncle, why don't we go separately from them?"

Several people were really scared because this family was so cruel.

For people like them who grew up in the countryside, there are always some quarrels in their family.

It is too cruel to torture someone like that just for saying a few unpleasant words.

Zhao Guangde had a calm face and said, "That's enough. Don't let me hear you say these things in the future. The world is in such a mess now. Can you guarantee that you will be safe if you leave them separately?"

Several people were silent.

Zhao Guangde snorted: "They are a bit cruel, but you have seen their skills. With them around, others dare not mess with us."

"Even if we attract people with bad intentions, they are the most conspicuous in our team, and they will be the first to bear the brunt of any trouble."

"But once we are separated from them, and encounter a large number of refugees coming to steal our food, can these strong young men in our village defeat them? Even if we can defeat the elderly, women and children, what should we do? Why don't we use our brains to think about things?"

Zhao Guangde was very disappointed with these younger generations.

After he lectured them, the families suddenly understood and looked at him with admiration.

He is worthy of being the only literate person in their village.

Qi Xuyao ​​held a small wild flower in his mouth, and his eyes behind his sunglasses looked at the scene with sarcasm.

He just investigated Zhao Guangde again on a whim and found that this man's purpose had changed again.

From following them at the beginning, they ended up using them as shields.

But...are they worthy of it?

......

Everyone set out again, but some refugees who had been following their team halfway left quietly.

Maybe it's fear...

In ancient times, traveling was extremely inconvenient. Horse-drawn carriages were still okay, but donkey carts had to rest after going only a short distance.

Now Xie Tianjiao and Wu Ce were even more doubtful as to whether their previous decision to go on the journey with these people was right or wrong.

On the morning of the seventh day, the baby, with a constipated look on his face, hid behind a pile of dry grass in the wild to deal with the most important matter in his life.

Not far from her, Zhang Zhilin was standing there quietly.

The little girl's face turned red all the way to her neck, her facial features were all showing signs of exertion, her little mouth was tightly pursed, and she made a "hmm..." sound from time to time.

She felt like crying but had no tears because she had eaten too much dried meat in the past few days.

The dried meat made by Lin’s father, sprinkled with cumin powder and chili powder, is really delicious.

She accidentally ate too much and ended up looking like this.

Just when she was exerting force, something unexpected happened!

In the distance, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves, there was a burst of murderous shouts.

"Kill, kill!"

"Hurry up and catch these two-legged sheep, don't let them escape!"

"Tie up all those kids for me. Their meat is the most tender!"

The fifth thought widened his eyes in horror! The Huns are catching up!

She was so nervous that she clamped down hard to cut off the little bit of poop that had just come out.

The little hands casually pulled out a few pieces of paper from the space to wipe their butts.

Without even checking whether it was wiped clean, he pulled up his pants.

Seeing that she was fine, Zhang Zhilin ran towards her quickly, took her under his arm, and ran towards the carriage.

Xie Tianjiao and a few others were guarding the carriage, looking somewhat unhappy.

They had already left the area of ​​Xifeng City. Logically, this group of people should have just reached Xifeng, so how come they caught up with us so quickly?

What they didn't know was that because they were fleeing famine, several other villages around them also fled with them.

There were so many people fleeing famine that, except for the main city of Xifeng, the nearby villages and towns were basically empty.

The Huns made their living by looting and killing. How could they be willing to see all the people run away?

So their general led a large army to capture Xifeng City and sent a small number of people to hunt down these ordinary people.

Wu Ce held the dagger in his hand, his expression changed from nervous to calm. He said quickly: "You can't escape, unless you hide in the space, but how long can you hide? Sooner or later, this place will become the territory of the Xiongnu. It will be even more difficult to escape by then."

Qi Xuyao ​​used his sunglasses to quickly check and said, "I took a look and found that there are only about 20 people in their team. You stay here to guard my daughter, and I will go with the mute!"

"You stay!" Zhang Zhilin said coldly.

As he spoke, he put the baby in his arms down, drew out the meteorite knife, tapped the carriage lightly with his toes, and floated to a donkey cart several feet away.

After a few more rises and falls, they arrived at where the Huns were.

There was a flash of knife light, and a Hun who was holding a two-year-old child and laughing wildly had his head chopped off.

The remaining Huns reacted quickly, yelling in anger, riding their horses and raising their weapons to attack Zhang Zhilin.

But Zhang Zhilin has lived for more than 1000 years, and both the mysterious bloodline inherited from his family and his own experience make him impeccable.

Faced with the large number of Huns surrounding him, his expression remained unchanged, and he flew up and kicked a Hun off his horse.

He used the force to turn a few times in the air and landed lightly on the ground.

The pupils of the Huns who were besieging him dilated instantly.

He opened his mouth unwillingly and finally fell off the horse.

And on their necks, there was a red mark deep enough to see the bone.

Looking at Zhang Zhilin's meteorite knife again, there was not even a drop of blood on it.

From a distance, several dads who were watching the game laughed.

Wang Hao shook his legs in a daze, "I told you, with A-Lin's skills, he would still be invincible in another world!"

Wu Ce rolled his eyes at him and said, "Forget it. I don't know who was nervous and scared just now."

"Uh..."

Although Zhang Zhilin acted in time, many villagers in the rear were still killed or injured.

At this moment, the surviving villagers knelt beside the bodies of their family members and cried loudly.

Some of the people who were rescued knelt on the ground and shed tears of gratitude.

Zhang Zhilin's eyes did not change. He glanced at the horses beside him, picked up two that looked good, and walked towards the carriage.

The dads relaxed upon seeing this and didn't notice at all that the chubby baby's fair face had turned purple.

What to do? Would she be the first little cutie to be suffocated to death by her dad?

"Wow, wow, wow..." The baby finally couldn't hold back his tears and cried out.

Now the dads were confused. Why was she crying for no reason?

After some nervous questioning, the baby answered with sobs.

"Wu...Wu...Nian Nian can't poop...I'm going to suffocate..."

Zhang Zhilin, who had just returned with the horse, couldn't help laughing.

The others used their hands to hide the smiles that were about to appear on their lips.

In the end, Jie Tianjiao still had a conscience. He searched his bag and found the homemade constipation medicine, which he fed to the baby with water.

This is the recipe that Wu Ce found in the encyclopedia after seeing Zhang Zhilin making so much dried meat.

Fortunately, there are sufficient medicinal materials in their medicine garden, so they can make it.

Just over ten minutes after taking the medicine, the baby's stomach started to rumble.

She let out two stinky farts, and her chubby face turned red with embarrassment.

Quickly run towards the pile of dry grass not far away.

"Puch~"

I don’t know who it was, but I couldn’t help laughing.