The Liang family father and son, holding sickle and hoe in their hands, staring tightly in the direction outside.

Sister Liang and Mrs. Liang got up from the kang with hands and feet, and they hugged the men's arms and refused to let go.

He kept shaking his head and prayed silently: Don't go out.

The eyes of the father and son of the Liang family moved from their mother and wife to the sleeping baby who was holding hands and leaning on the kang.

In the end, I could only lose in despair.

At this time, the sound of the door opposite being opened clearly reached everyone's ears.

Liang Fubao whispered in shock and excitement: "It's Brother Dong..."

"He's out."

Liang Fubao trembled constantly, and his shame was about to suffocate him.

He felt guilty for his hesitation for a moment.

"I, I want to help them." It's like, if his own family encounters these things, the same person can stand up and help them.

But Mrs. Liang is not sure.

She cried in tears, and her thin hands grabbed her youngest son tightly, as if she had grabbed his life.

Don’t lose too early, let your parents experience the separation of death too early.

Sang Jiaojiao suddenly said, "I'll go out and have a look."

The thick and heavy door was as light as a feather in front of Sang Jiaojiao.

With the complicated gaze of the Liang family, Sang Jiaojiao pushed open the Liang family's door.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Liang family left the beginning with guilt and embarrassment, grabbed the hands of the Liang family men but tried even harder.

Mrs. Liang whispered in embarrassment: "Didn't the old man say that Miss Sang may be the saint from the holy city..."

The Holy Son and Saint naturally have a certain degree of immunity to these monsters.

I don’t know if Mrs. Liang said that to comfort others or herself, “It may not be possible…”

Sang Jiaojiao smiled, then closed the door thoughtfully, blocking the Heiji horror behind her behind the door.

The gate at the entrance of the village was not damaged, only the wooden stakes on the side wall were covered with claw marks.

It was estimated that only one monster rushed into Liangjia Village.

It is said that the cleaning circle outside Liangjia Village was built by Liang Dong and the others five years ago.

Five years have passed and it has long since expired.

Otherwise, the people in Liangjia Village would not have to close their doors and windows when it was dark, and they would be frightened every day.

The door of Liang Qing’s house opposite was wide open, and a wooden door was directly destroyed by violence, thrown on the ground at will, scattering a circle of wood chips.

As I walked closer, there were fierce fighting sounds and sweet smell of blood coming from the black door.

Is it dead or injured?

Anyway, the situation should not be very good.

Sang Jiaojiao walked away slowly and poked the silkworm in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Perhaps it was because of the discovery of conscience. Sang Jiaojiao finally realized that her once mighty Wang Gu seemed to be...

A little malnourished.

Sang Jiaojiao will never admit that she has exploited her too much.

If you have sincere dedication to love, don’t use worldly opinions to defile it.

Sang Jiaojiao: Bao, do you want to try to eat? Can you digest this monster?

The silkworm's body's appearance was so shocked that it all exploded. When I glanced at the monsters in the room, I felt that my eyes were damaged.

Sang Jiaojiao forced her to describe it awkwardly: Isn’t this feeling that this thing may be a specialty of this world?

Well, she can't explain it herself.

The moment I approached the door, the stench with the smell of rust was about to make Sang Jiaojiao faint.

Why didn't I want to fall down with my first half of my foot that I just raised?

Sang Jiaojiao stretched out her neck and glanced inside.

Liang Qing's little face was full of fear, and he sank on the ground with his mouth open.

In front of him was a man covered in blood, protecting him tightly behind him.

Not far away, a woman with disheveled hair was hiding under the table.

She was stunned for a while, and crawled towards Liang Qing and the others with her sad face.

The woman moved and hid on the roof of the beam, turning into a pool of mud-like things, falling down like a sparse shit rain.

Sang Jiaojiao:…..

Her damn curiosity, is it still too late to retreat?

"Don't move, don't make a sound..." Liang Dong's angry voice came from another beam.

Seeing that the monster jumped down and rushed towards Liang Qing and the others, Liang Dong could only jump down.

Liang Dong's warning did not work.

The sad woman cares nothing at this time.

She carefully put the man's bloody head in her arms, turned her head and slapped Liang Qing twice.

"You disaster star, why isn't you the one who died..."

A woman's viciousness is not as good as a mother.

Liang Qing was hurt by his mother's hatred and hated gaze, and she trembled her little body, shed tears, and was very helpless.

Sang Jiaojiao looked at Liang's mother in surprise.

She has heard that the relationship between Liang Qing’s parents is very good.

He is a famous model couple in the village, and is also a famous mother, kind and filial son.

Sang Jiaojiao squinted her eyes and savored their complex emotions.

Liang Dong who was standing in front was about to be angry to death.

The wound that was deeply visible to the bones of the monster's claws on his body hurt even more.

"Aunt Liang, can you shut up? Do you want everyone to die together?" Liang Dong was forced to swear, "Uncle Liang, I'm still angry."

Now, Liang's mother finally realized that she was afraid.

He hugged the person in his arms and hugged behind Liang Dong, "Liang Dong, you must save us."

"If it weren't for your uncle, you would have been eaten by monsters when you were a child."

Life is like a play, and play is like life.

Sure enough, as long as you have a pair of eyes that discover, there will be a stage everywhere.

Liang Dong groaned, "I know."

The disgusting monster rushed over excitedly, and Liang Dong could not stop it with his brute force.

The final outcome is that he is scratched into pieces by the opponent's sharp claws, and then everyone will finish the game together.

So... Sang Jiaojiao doesn't understand. Is meaningless sacrifice interesting?

Just as Liang Dong closed his eyes and endured the pain of his skin and flesh blooming... he waited to fall into the darkness.

A thud of thump suddenly broke through the heavy darkness.

Sang Jiaojiao kicked the threshold with her toes and said softly: "Mr. Monster? Or Miss?"

She felt that she was still very polite this time.

The monster was so excited that he threw out the prey in his hand and screamed.

This newly emerging food is obviously more delicious and fragrant.

Why didn't it smell it before?

Seeing Sang Jiaojiao suddenly appear, Liang Dong's eyes were about to break and shouted, "Run, leave here."

He wanted to go and stop him, but his internal organs were mourning and convulsing on the ground, and he couldn't use any strength.

Sang Jiaojiao glanced at Liang Dong.

He obviously does not have the ability to save others, but he cannot bear the suffering of others.

Sang Jiaojiao quickly took a few steps back, looking like she was scared.

A ball of abstract monster suddenly... broke into pieces without warning, wriggling on the ground for a long time, but stopped moving.

Sang Jiaojiao raised her hands and said, "It's not me, I did nothing."
Chapter completed!