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Chapter 129 The wailing Gong Gao(2/2)

"Grandma!"

A dirty child crawled out of the haystack, cried and rushed to an old man who couldn't get up, shaking his bloody body desperately, trying to wake him up, but the old man could never wake up.

Just a moment ago, after the old man had just hid his grandson in the haystack, a Wuhuan cavalry came to his horse and his sharp scimitar ruthlessly picked his chest and abdomen.

"Grandma, wake up, I'm afraid!"

The child's crying instantly attracted the attention of another Wuhuan cavalry. A cruel smile broke out from the corner of his mouth, and he rushed to the horse.

"Puff!"

A cold and cold light passed by, the child's crying stopped abruptly, and his weak body collapsed softly, leaning against the old man's body, falling in a pool of blood!

...

"Wuhuan Dog, I'm fighting with you..."

A young man picked up a farm tool on the ground and knocked a Wuhuan cavalry out of his horse while he was unprepared.

"Puff, puff!"

Before the man could continue to smash the head of the Wuhuan bandit, two sharp scimitars behind him pierced his back at the same time.

"Ah..."

...

"Go to die Wuhuan Dog Thief!"

In a courtyard, a man took the opportunity to seize a Wuhuan horse and just killed a Wuhuan man. Before he could take the next move, a scimitar stabbed him in the back.

"Uh..."

With the driving of the galloping horse, the Wuhuan man's scimitar cut through the man's thin body. The blood splattered, and the man's body suddenly turned and fell off the horse's back.

...

Under the corpses, the bright red blood soaked and poured the earth beneath him.

A pair of bright and sharp eyes, with deep attachment and unwillingness, will always be dim.
Chapter completed!
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