"I'll take you home, okay?" Huang Dun looked at Wen Miao in his arms. Although his expression was still as fierce as a deadly person, his words were full of gentleness...

Wen Miao, who was lying in the arms of Dust, trembled, and his eyes secretly looked at Dust through the gaps of his hands he was covering his arms, but it was revealed that Dust was not as terrifying as before...

"Don't you kill me?" Wen Miao put down his hands and asked carefully.

"Oh, I won't kill you! Will you go back with us?" Gui Jianchou wiped the sword, inserted it into the scabbard, took a small step, ran to the side, cushioned the toes, fiddled with Wen Miao's little feet, and said expectantly.

"Don't you hate me?" Wen Miao poked his neck, looked at Huang Chao, and then looked at Gui Jianchou below. There was a hint of inferiority in his eyes and said worriedly.

"Of course I don't hate it!" A cute expression squeezed out on Gui Jianchou's face, which made Wen Miao laugh.

"Big...Big Brother...Put me down, my body is dirty..." Wen Miao didn't know what it should be called Huang Dun, so he thought for a long time and finally said it out loud. His small eyes were full of expectations. He was looking forward to what Huang Dun would answer...

"It's okay, brother doesn't bother you. Does your body hurt?" A smile finally appeared on Huang Chao's serious face, and he gently blew the wound on his body. This scene made the four-year-old Wen Miao remember for sixteen years!!

"Let's go, it's getting late, let's go back..." Huang Chao turned his head and looked at the sunset that was about to set.

"Where are we going?" Wen Miao seemed extremely weak in the arms of the chaotic. He has been eating leftovers since he was a child, and he is in extremely poor health.

"Of course I'm going home!" Gui Jianchou was jumping around Huang Dun, touching Wen Miao's feet with one hand.

"Home... Then can I keep following you after I go? Let me do anything?" Wen Miao's small eyes shined with crystal light.

"Why follow us?" Several people walked on the uninhabited avenue, the sunset was so gentle... Durgward looked into the distance and asked Wen Miao.

"You are kind to me, I want to follow you all the time... I can be your slave." Wen Miao, who is so young, actually knows "slave", so you can imagine what kind of life he has been living.

"What kind of slaves are you? From now on, you will be my brother Gui Jianchou. When you arrive at the death gate, whoever dares to bully you will claim my name!" Gui Jianchou walked swaying.

"Okay! I promise you that I will always keep you with us..." Huang Chao's face was filled with a smile.

"Hehe, Brother Ah Dun, I have a younger brother, don't worry, I will definitely treat you well..." Gui Jianchou said to Huang Dun as if showing off, and at the same time scratched Wen Miao's little feet.

The figures of the three people slowly disappeared on this road full of sunset, and laughter passed through the fields...

In this world, what is good? What is evil? If killing those children is evil, then what is Wen Miao bullied by them? If killing them is good, then what are the few living young lives? Wen Miao's thoughts were gradually pulled back. He raised his arms, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, let out a sigh of relief, and smiled on his face. He looked at the arrogant Chu Zifeng opposite and said to himself, "Today, even if I die here, so what if I die in this life, I will be enough. My Wen Miao's life was given by my brothers. Today, even if I am backfired to death, I will send them away!"

"Kill!" Huang Chao roared and rushed forward directly. The blood dripping from his chest was swept on the ground under the rain, but there was a hint of firmness in his eyes.

"Haha! Ah!!!" Chu Zifeng stood there, kicking the tail of the Neiyuan spear that was poked on the ground, and the spear flew up directly, and was grabbed in his hand. With a loud shout, the blue veins on his neck were completely aroused... He rushed out...

"Clang!!!" The Crying Blade and the Neiyuan Spear swelled directly together, and the two weapons splashed a spark in the drizzle of rain. The two people's faces were less than one foot apart, and their eyes collided tightly, and neither of them allowed anyone to let anyone... But the blood in the chest of Dust was flowing even more.

"Hey!"

"Ah!" The two of them took back their weapons, stood there without moving, and swung them out again. The "Kang" Neiyuan spear was directly smashed heavily, while Huang Dun raised the tears blade in front of his head and was hit hard. "Yes!" Huang Dun let out a muffled groan. He felt that Chu Zifeng's shot was at least a thousand pounds, which shocked his internal organs and felt a sharp pain.

"Gozhizhizhi" the chaotic teeth were bitten together tightly, and the ferocious expression on his face proved his current situation... He only felt that the inconspicuous weird spear in front of him was so terrible at this moment... His knees were slowly bent.

"Brother Ah Chao" Wen Miao was shocked and rushed up directly...

"Get out!!!" Chu Zifeng opened his eyes angrily. The shouting, along with the momentum on his body, turned into substantial damage for a momentum, and directly hit Wen Miao.

"Huh?" Wen Miao was shocked when he heard this, and his body could not move at all and then moved forward. His heart was trembling... However, he did not give up. He had to go up and help Huang Chao with his arm.

"Ah...Miao...Don't come here!!" Huang Chao carried the unspeakable pressure and said something. As soon as he finished speaking, the power on the gun suddenly increased. "Bang" Huang Chao's knee directly hit the ground, and the blood in front of his chest spread to the ground along his thighs...

"Uh!!" Wen Miao's face was twisted. He had a stubborn personality and ignored the chaos at all. "Bang" he took another step, and his pale face turned red...

Chu Zifeng's brows suddenly tightened, and the blood vessels on his hands were broken, and a pool of red beach marks were seeping out under the skin. A slight crack appeared at the contact point between the Nirvana spear and the crying blade. It was the crying blade!!! A fine line appeared on the huge blade, in the middle, and the red runes covered with the sword body had already become dim at this time. What's more terrifying is that the crack is slowly getting longer and wider...

"Get out of here!" Chu Zifeng's feet were off the ground, "click", and a clear broken sound was heard. The crying blade broke, and the black giant blade that had turned into two halves. One half was pinching in the hand of the chaotic, and the other half flew out, and inserted it on the ground in the distance with a "bang" sound...

The Neiyuan spear, with the advantage, broke through the defense of the chaotic and smacked heavily on his shoulders. The sound of bone shattering sounded... "Ah!!!!" Huang Chao knelt completely on the ground, his dark face raised high, and a wailing sound. Countless raindrops fell into his mouth and slid down from his face. He threw away the broken blade in his hand, and used two hands that didn't know whether they had any strength to hold the monster spear that was trapped in his shoulders tightly...

"Chu Zifeng!!!" Wen Miao's face was full of madness, as if he was about to eat him.
Chapter completed!