It was raining continuously outside at the moment, and the rain and mist were like a net covering the body, and a chill oozed from the heart on the face. After wiping the rain on the face, the little Queluo was dragged along by little Shao'an with great effort.
The splashing rain, the sound of stepping on the wet grass, and the sound of horse hooves behind her made Xiao Queluo extremely panicked.
"Shao'an, take your brother and leave first!" At this time, Zhan Zhiyuan appeared on the road. He nodded solemnly to little Shao'an, "Be good..."
"Dad, let's go together!" Xiao Shaoan reluctantly took Zhan Zhiyuan's hand. At this time, Xiao Queluo couldn't help but look back.
There were many horses, and soldiers in armor were sitting on them. They had fierce looks on their faces, and they were shouting. Their silver swords and guns were dripping with blood, and it was dripping with the rain...
"Zhan Zhiyuan! As long as you hand over the ancient descendants, we will spare your whole family!" The soldiers who were far ahead threatened with disdain, and the clatter of horse hooves came towards them.
At this time, countless subordinates appeared behind Zhan Zhiyuan. Seeing this scene, they all said: "Master, you go first! Let's stop them-"
"It's too late." Zhan Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and glanced at Xiao Shao'an lovingly, "Good boy, mother is waiting for you at the carriage in the back mountain. You go first!"
"Dad, don't, don't, don't..." Xiao Shao'an seemed to feel the danger and refused to let go of Zhan Zhiyuan's hand.
After taking a look at little Mo Ziming, Zhan Zhiyuan seemed to be relieved of him. After all, at such a young age, little Mo Ziming showed a sense of calmness, and was especially considerate to little Shao'an: "Ziming, I'll leave Shao'an to you."
is you."
Nodding solemnly, Xiao Mo Ziming took the hands of Xiao Shao'an and Xiao Queluo and headed towards the back mountain. There was also a subordinate escorting them.
Little Queluo turned around and saw Zhan Zhiyuan rushing into the oncoming soldiers. There were countless sounds of fighting, the clash of weapons, and the neighing of flattery...
So scared, so scared.
He cried as he ran, and the tears on his face were washed away by the rain over and over again.
They were about to reach the back mountain, but they didn't expect that someone was ambushing them here. The subordinate fought desperately to resist the ambush of several people here.
Little Mo Ziming drew his sword and actually killed a person, and then raced against time to escape towards the back mountain.
As we led them forward, the road was very slippery. Xiao Shaoan was scared and worried, and fell down several times.
Passing by the hillside of the back mountain, Xiaoqueluo suddenly fell into the slippery mud. His body tilted and fell to one side, falling into the deep water in the canal. The water carried such a huge momentum that he could not climb ashore.
He rushed downwards, not knowing what was waiting for him...
Gululu drank some water, and Xiao Queluo thought she was going to die. Xiao Shao'an, who was crying and crying, desperately stretched out her hand towards her, but she couldn't reach it.
feeling bad……
In the last sight, little Mo Ziming saw someone chasing him up the mountain and had to drag little Shao'an away.
After being washed and flowed by the rain, he was washed away by the canal water and became dizzy. His little head stuck out was always hit by rocks. He thought he was going to die.
He didn't know how long he rushed, but he finally no longer felt that powerless. He just felt exhausted and panicked, as if he was about to fall into deeper darkness.
At this time, a faint voice came from above: "General Zhao, look, there is a child lying here..."
