Lying at night, listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the ice river come to your dreams!

The winter thunder shook, the rain and the wind blew, but the small residence was still firm and the people in the house slept like dead pigs!

"Thorn!"

The peach tree outside the house was cut off by the wind!

The tree is broken and the person is awake.

Yan Qing jumped up from the bed suddenly!

The embers in the alchemy furnace were still burning, and the purple clothes hanging beside them were roasted warm and dry. He put on his shoes and socks, and found a robe to shelter from the room, and of course the most important sword.

The small residence is remote, but you can hear the shouts outside from a distance, noisy and noisy, and for a moment the entire bunker seemed to come alive.

The bunker hasn't mobilized so much for a long time. More than 200 guests inside were wearing rain robes and standing on the city wall. It turned out that they were going to fight with such a might, but now there is no cannon on the wall!

With such heavy rain, no matter how high the shed is, no matter how well the cannon is protected, it will be useless.

Zhang Yingquan stood on the wall with his hands behind his back. Li Gan held an umbrella for him, and there was a ignorant boy of thirteen or fourteen years old standing beside him. He heard him laugh: "Son, everyone said that some people won't let us have a good Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Now it's really God helping me, God helping me!"

Zhang Yuan didn't understand his father's words, but instead said in confusion: "Dad, our Pili Hall can't use guns and gunpowder now. Can this be called Dao Tianshu?"

Zhang Yingquan smiled so hard that his face turned into a cake. He waved his hand and said heroically: "Who said that Pili Hall would use some guns, explosives? Our high wall is solid, and it is simply whimsical to turn in!" As he said that, he pointed to the moat that was rising from the flood below: "Not only can they not come up, they will also be drowned under our wall. Do you think they are stupid?"

At this time, Li Gan behind him also smiled and said, "Yes, young master, think about it, let's stand on the city wall and see the ants below being washed away by the flood. Is this uncomfortable?"

Zhang Yuan was shocked: "Dad! Then will everyone in this city be washed away by the flood?"

Zhang Yingquan had no sympathy at all. He said, "The weak are like ants, and they are washed away. Life and death are not the same as me."

Zhang Yuanshan lay down on the city wall again and looked into the distance. The river water below was about to overflow the embankment and was flooded to the foot of the city!

"Dad! You should save the villagers outside the city. The tiger can't sleep if it doesn't eat the candy made by Lao Zhang!" Zhang Yuan replied and asked, pulling Zhang Yingquan's clothes.

Zhang Yingquan frowned and said, "Son, have your compassionate heart not changed yet?"

Zhang Yuan still begged: "Dad, Brother Lin always teaches me: Good people do the world and help others as their own responsibility. Only in this way can they gain the hearts of the people in the world and truly receive the help of God!"

"What a bullshit! That boy Lin Fan actually taught my son!" Zhang Yingquan was so angry that he scratched his head. He left Zhang Yuan's hand and scolded: "The life of good people in this world is not long, and naturally evil people will be punished by God - I did not do evil things, I just didn't save them, and did not harm them!"

Zhang Yuan cried and said, "Absurd words, absurd words..."

Li Gan, who was standing aside, comforted him again: "Young Master, the master is right. The heavy rain was not called by us, and the embankment was not collapsed. Maybe God wants these people to die..."

Zhang Yuan was cruel, and with tears, he hummed disdainfully and pointed at Zhang Yingquan and Li Gan and said, "You are sleepy in the city, and you don't help you, and you are still playing and watching a show. Are you afraid of retribution..."

Zhang Yingquan's face was so angry that he blushed. He raised his hand and raised his thick palm, cursing: "Boy, you dare to curse you, I won't beat you to death-"

He actually fell down with his palm, and the palm power was also the sound of wind breaking through the air - this palm was probably going to slap Zhang Yuan's head!

And just as the palm was about to approach the face, one hand made a mistake and grabbed Zhang Yingquan's wrist and let him move no matter how strong he had.

"Who dares-"

"The tiger is poisonous and does not eat the child. Master Zhang can't kill his son. Isn't it true that love is the only one who passed down from the ninth generation?"

Dugu Liancheng threw away Zhang Yingquan's wrist and protected Zhang Yuan behind him. Today he brought a black mask, and only a pair of killing eyes were exposed under the mask!

Zhang Yingquan was displeased. There were so many servants watching him, and his face was fascinated. But he didn't dare to make a big move, but just said coldly: "Does the boss of Jianwang even take care of my Zhang family's family affairs?"

And then, another cold voice sounded in his ears:

"Ling Ai's talent, I feel a pity if I beat him to death. Why would you give him to me for the Immortal Prisoner?"

Leng Wuqing had quietly landed beside Zhang Yingquan at some point. He also wore a white mask, and his gray eyes were like Hell Shura!

Zhang Yingquan had already had cold sweat on his forehead. The left and right, one black and one white, the courage alone made him frightened. After swallowing his saliva, he said: "I feel very relieved to be favored by the two sword masters, but it is okay to let this kid be a Confucian guest. If he is a general killer, he cannot do it, not do it..." At this point, he missed another: "Li Gan, take the young master back to the bunker, and let it go for a few hunger!"

Zhang Yuan angrily said, "If you don't punish me, I will go on a hunger strike until I die. I will not drink water and eat until you wake up and save people!" After speaking, he turned around and left angrily. Li Gan held an umbrella and called while rushing up.

"It is said that a tiger father has no dog son, and the son of Lord Zhang really has a lofty ambition and a mighty spirit." Dugu Liancheng's praise is quite nice.

Leng Wuqing, who was standing beside him, could feel the disdain in his heart without saying a word. The son of the smiling tiger is naturally a little tiger!

Zhang Yingquan rubbed his face again, and the anger turned into excitement. He said happily: "Look, the floods fell from the sky and rushed towards the group of gangsters who were ignorant of the sky and the earth. Now two sword masters have helped me with Pili Hall, which is so excited!"

Leng Wuqing poured a basin of cold water and said, "Lord Zhang, don't be happy and sad. There is no absolute in the world. There is no impeccable shield in the world. On the contrary, there is the sharpest sword. You should be more at ease."

Zhang Yingquan was not displeased, but waved his hand and said, "Hey, don't worry, this sword master, our bunker is so tight that we can't even fly into half of the mosquitoes. No matter how sharp this sword is, you have to find a hole, right? - Hehe, they can't find it!"

"What should Master Zhang do next?"

Zhang Yingquan's mouth curled slightly, pointed at the small town with his chin outside the wall with a hazy mist, and said four words lightly: "Watch it happening."

A hole was cracked, and a big water fell from the hole. The black clouds and thunder pressed over the entire small city from time to time. From time to time, a thunder struck the top of the building, burning thunder fire that could not be extinguished even if it was heavy rain...

The smoke and smoke wrapped the entire small town with the mist and rain. It was howling, crying and panic. The people in the city could run away and rushed out of the city, while those who could not run gathered under the city wall.

After a while, hundreds of elderly, weak women and children were pulled in front of the city gate. They were crying in their eyes and shouting loudly for the city gate to open, but the shouting was soon dissipated by the storm...

The door has never opened, but the drinking water under my feet has flooded my heels!

"Friends, the city gate will not be open. Come back quickly and go up the trees and upstairs to avoid it!"
Chapter completed!