The children who grew up in the mountains fought with tigers, leopards and jackals since childhood. The murderous aura on them was no worse than that of veterans in the hundred battles. In addition, Tiezhu was so sad that he took action that he was in a state of indomitable momentum that Bingliu was stunned at the time. In this moment of stunned kung fu, Grandpa Tie had already opened the back door and ran to the back mountain with Tongyan with Wuchang.

Jiang Shou, who was standing in the front yard, slapped his thighs quickly. He was a little impatient and had few people, but he couldn't be anxious. Now it's not that he wants that woman, but the third young master went to the countryside to have this woman. How dare he be negligent?

"Bingliu killed this little boy..." Before he could finish his words, a ray of light rushed towards his face. It turned out that Tiezhu had thrown the mountain-cut knife more than one foot long.

"Go to die..." Immediately afterwards, Tiezhu took out a handful of sharp slaughter from his waist and stabbed Bing Liu's heart. "I'm a bad life, kill one enough, kill two..."

Tiezhu didn't finish his harsh words in the end, because he was surprised to find that his short sap had instantly hung with white frost, layer after layer of ice crystals growing rapidly on it and even wrapped his right hand.

Bingliu stared at Tiezhu, who was like a tiger, and sighed in his heart, "Am I really old? I was actually shocked by the child's explosive aura just now. It's so embarrassing. In fact, there is no need to feel embarrassed. Tiezhu's indomitable aura just now. If Wuchang saw him, he would definitely want to accept him as a disciple.

No, no, such a good seedling should be given to Lord Thidou. The most important thing as a warrior is the domineering warrior aura, which is more rare than what moves to practice.

Bingliu is really old. His luxurious life in the Jiang family mansion has already made him lose a lot of his battlefield intuition. He thought that using a little trick could make the little tiger retreat? He was dreaming. Maybe before today, Xiao Tiezhu would be afraid of his ice-type spells, but today with such a big backer as the "Sword God Messenger", would Tiezhu still care about this humble mortal?

"Go to death..." The little seed with the ice crystal pierced Bing Liu's waist fiercely. Bing Liu was really confused. Did he forget that Bing Jing was also sharp? And the sharpness was no worse than a knife.

"Ah!" Bing Liuteng stepped back four or five steps, his waist was covered in blood. Fortunately, he hid quickly, and the small slurry with ice chips only cut a blood groove on his waist. Bing Liu was so painful that he was covered in cold sweat. He screamed strangely and suddenly a layer of white mist appeared on the ground.

"I'll kill you..." Before I could finish my angry words, the little tiger rushed over, and the little slaughter stabbed again.

Tiezhu didn't understand why these people kept talking during the battle? Could it be that speaking nonsense would bring him strength? The experience Xiao Tiezhu learned from hunting is that one blow would not take any power. And in the face of the most vicious beast, you must overwhelm him in terms of momentum.

Staring into his eyes makes him feel your determination and murderous aura, making him afraid and making him tremble.

This time, Bing Liu would not be careless. His fingers quickly twisted, and a piece of ice armor finally blocked the little squid. At the same time, Bai Wu had already entangled Tiezhu's feet, and the little squid was frozen to the ground. Large pieces of ice crystals sealed his feet, making him unable to move at all.

"Baby, do you know how powerful I am this time? I'll freeze you to death. I'll freeze you into a statue. If I don't torture you for a year or two, it will be hard to relieve my hatred..."

At this moment, a calm voice came from the opposite side of the stream, "If you don't go and catch people, what's the point of this child? Hold the child up, don't kill him as a hostage..."

At this time, Bingliu was in anger. When he saw someone who dared to interrupt him, he was immediately furious. "Who is it? I dare to care about my affairs in my grandfather..."

The sword light appeared out of thin air, a sword light as fast as lightning, spanning a hundred meters from the opposite side of the stream, and a figure and a sword light rushed to Bingliu almost instantly.

Bingliu felt a flash in front of him. A sharp steel knife was already on his neck. The cold blade pressed against his artery. With a gentle push, it could dry all his blood. The most terrifying thing was that Bingliu felt a very familiar smell on the knife-holder's body, which was the smell of magic power.

"I am the third son of the Jiang family, Jiang Shuichang. I don't like someone scolding me, and I don't like someone to occupy my seniority. Do you want to be my grandfather? My grandfather is Ningshouhou, and our Jiang family will not recognize outsiders as ancestors..."

The one holding the knife was a young noble man. The precious silk shirt was dotted with dozens of gems. The thin saber was gently held in his hand, gently as if he was stroking his lover's skin.

Bingliu was already scared. He never expected that he had just scolded the real third son of the Jiang family, the son of the current Marquis of Ningshou. This identity is much higher than that of Jiang Shou. He could show off in front of Jiang Shou, but it was nothing in front of the third son.

"Three...Three Young Master, I was wrong... I don't know it's you, I can save my life and I can work for you..." Bingliu quickly surrendered. At this time, Jiang Shou also came over carefully. "Third brother, let's catch people first. The back mountain is very big. If you delay it, it may be difficult to find people..."

Jiang Shuichang's face was always so calm, as if he had never done anything. He put away his sword and patted Bingliu's face. "The Jiang family's Liushui sword technique is not a false reputation. Since you have eaten the Jiang family's food, you must remember to respect the master. Don't think that you are a mage, and I can't deal with you..."

"Now, go chase that woman immediately. This little boy is locked in the water prison first..." With an order, dozens of men in black rushed out from the opposite side of the stream. These fierce soldiers were different from Jiang Shou's thugs. They were silent, calm and disciplined. They were obviously selected from the army.

Jiang Shou no longer has the arrogance of the morning, and his humble waist can't stand up after following the third young master. "San brother, I'm the beauty I chose for you, but I was disturbed by that man. Fortunately, you took action, otherwise our Jiang family would be really at Xiushuishan..."

"Bad...you find a beauty for me? I don't know what you are thinking about in your belly. Can you think of me if you have good things?" Jiang Shuichang cursed with a smile.

"The conscience of heaven and earth!" Jiang Shou shouted injustice, "Without a master, we are nothing. Today's beauties also have strange gold medals. I have prepared them specifically for you. Good babies must be with virtue..."

Jiang Shuichang didn't say anything, and he was completely trapped in the morning's shocking glance. What a beautiful woman. He just glanced at the corner tower and was imprinted in his heart and could not give up. This is a woman with a princess temperament. No, no, no, no, no, even insulted her because she was a princess. Her temperament was a god.

"That's right, it must be an envoy sent by the Sword God. How could the human world have such a temperament..."

This is really a difference in vision. What is the princess of the Southern Han Kingdom? Even if all the princes and ministers of the Southern Han Kingdom and Bei'an Kingdom gather together, they are not as powerful as a child.

These are simply two worlds. One is the native savages who cut each other in leather armor with cold weapons, and the other is the bayonet chief engineer who easily collects countless warships and destroys this planet hundreds of times without any problem.

This kind of identity gap between heaven and earth will of course be shown in the momentum of the childish face. Independence, self-reliance, calmness, and the attitude of standing in the clouds and looking down at all living beings have made Jiang Shui, who has seen countless beauties, stunned.

From that glance, he decided that this woman must be chased and must get her. But he is not a fool. He can see the power of impermanence very clearly. He knows that none of his group of people is his opponent, and if you want to deal with them, you must look at the opportunity.

Just after Wuchang and Tiezhu returned, Jiang Shuichang's subordinates began to gather, and the spies in the family even brought information that Wuchang was seriously ill and unconscious. However, Jiang Shou, who was eager to seize the merits, took Bing Liu and more than a dozen ordinary thugs to act without permission, which gave Wuchang and the others the chance to escape.

Jiang Shuichang knew that his nominal brother was a fool, but he couldn't scold him yet. After all, he was flattering him, so he had to take someone to make up for the loopholes in Jiang Shou's encirclement.

At this time, in the mountains and forests, three patients supported each other and stumbled into the depths of the back mountain. Needless to say, Grandpa Tie has been tuberculosis for many years. Although Tongyan gave two special medicines, he was unable to get back to coughing all the way.

Not to mention Wuchang, now he is the most serious. He just woke up from a coma and coughed all the way. The empty sound seemed to cough out all the lungs.

The only thing she can still persist is her childhood face, but she is also affected by the indigenous virus. Now her face is flushed, will she cough a few times? These three sick people just support each other and run wildly.

"Grandpa Tie... cough cough cough... hurry up and go find Tiezhu... cough cough cough... we can't implicate you..."

Tiezhu's temper is to follow his grandfather. Grandpa Tie is a very simple mountain man. He only knows that Wuchang saved his grandfather and he must repay his kindness if he has kindness. What's more, the Sword God Messenger wants to give Tiezhu a future. This is a good thing that hundreds of millions of people dare not think about. What if this grandfather dies?

"Cough cough cough... If Tiezhu dies, it is his life. We people in the mountains, always believe it... Cough cough cough... If you want to change your destiny, you have to fight with your own life..."

"I believe my grandson, if he can meet the messenger of the Sword God, he is a child with great luck. His path will still be long in the future. He will never die today..."

Grandpa Tie almost roared with his life. He used the lives of his grandfather and grandchildren to fight. If he succeeded, he might soar into the sky. If he failed, he would just die. If he was afraid of being useful, then everyone would not have to run away.

Impermanence and his two lives have always been human, and they have gotten up little by little from the bottom. He knows very well how fanatic the so-called untouchables will be once they release their inner courage. It is like a spring under high pressure, and the greater the pressure, the higher the higher the pressure.

Grandpa Tie's attitude was already clear. He wanted to tie his grandson to impermanence. The wisdom of farmers was sometimes greater, and even smarter than those rich nobles.

Just as the three of them were running desperately, the depressed Bingliu finally rushed up. He looked at the small figure running ahead and kicked down several thugs. "Bad, bastard, I can't even catch up with the sick, what's the use of your master..."

"Except for that woman, the other two were killed..." As he spoke, three ice cones flew towards Wuchang and the others with a whoosh, and the sharp ice cones headed straight for the back heart.

"When you are sick, you will die..."
Chapter completed!