Ma Baogen is clear than anyone. At this moment, if the elder brother is not treated in time, it is likely to die too much and die.
Li Macheng had already killed his eyes, and looked at Wang Dazhen, who was in front of him, and said loudly: "Wang Dazhen, don't want to die for me."
Wang Dazhen watched the sword in Li Macheng's hands in his heart. I don't know what it was, it would be so powerful.
Although he is naive, he is not stupid.
After looking at Ma Baogen, he said coldly: "Second brother, go and see how the big brother is, this guy gives me."
"Da Yan, you are not his opponent at all." Ma Baogen was speechless.
Wang Dazhen's strength, but this is not the time for strength.
Wang Dazhen was unmoved. He grabbed a fish fork in the courtyard wall and pierced Li Macheng.
The fish fork is more than two meters long, naturally one inch long, one inch stronger.
Li Macheng didn't understand any swordsmanship, but his sword in his hand was powerful.
Under the sword of his sword, the fish fork was broken inch.
Soon, the sword he wielded was already in front of Wang Dazhen.
Wang Dazhen forgot to dodge, watching the sword cut down at his arm.
Ma Baogen was stopping bleeding for Ma Dahe, and he had no time to take care of Wang Da.
Wang Dazhen felt that a arm behind him pulled him away, and then he was reprimanded: "Wang Dazhen, you don’t want to die."
Wang Dazhen sweated coldly, as if he woke up from his dream: "Liu Yefei, you, why are you here?"
"When Wang Genheng left me when he was leaving, it was to protect the comprehensiveness of Taoyuan Village. I was negligent." Liu Yefei replied, so a good thing is not to let the eyebrows.
"Liu Yefei, this guy has a sword that cuts iron like mud, you have to be careful." Ma Baogen looked up and looked at Liu Yefei helplessly.
"Oh, just a hooligan, I would be afraid of him?" Liu Yefei sneered.
When, there was a bit of a machete in her hand.
In the moonlight, the machete exudes a cold evil.
The sword in Li Macheng had two feet in his hand, and the machete in the willow leaves was less than a foot.
It seems that on the blade, Li Macheng has taken advantage.
In addition, the sword in his hand is also iron -cut, and naturally there is no fear of Liu Yefei.
Seeing Liu Yefei waved his scimitar, Li Mocheng's sword was cut off.
Liu Yefei's machete came out and flew over towards the sword.
The blade collided with the blade, sending out bursts of sparks.
In the bang, the sword is not broken, and the machete is also unscathed.
Where did Li Macheng know that Liu Yefei's scimitar is also a baby, and he is also cutting iron like mud.
He retreated again and again, but the machete was rotating around the sword in his hand and went up.
Soon, the scimitar was turned to the wrist where he held the sword.
Li Mocheng was so frightened that he let go and threw the sword away.
Liu Ye Fei Zong was forward, and the machete and sword reached her hands at the same time.
From the trading of Li Mo to the end, but for a few minutes.
Seeing that Li Mocheng no longer had the sword in his hand, Wang Dahan stepped forward, grabbed Li Mocheng's shoulder with one hand, and punched him hard.
Li Mocheng was knocked into the air, but his shoulder was grabbed by Wang Dahan, and he didn't fly out.
When Wang Dahan was about to punch him a second time, Ma Baogen shouted: "Dahan, don't beat him to death. Send him to the health center quickly."
At this moment, Li Mocheng only had one breath left. If Wang Dahan really found another punch, he would definitely die.
Li Wanru on the second floor still slept well, a fight in the yard, and she didn't notice it.
In the distance, it is also late at night.
In an ordinary farmhouse, Wang Gen was lying on a soft bed, holding a soft but cold man in his arms.
Behind him, it seemed like a ball of fire surrounded him.
This taste is definitely uncomfortable, unless Wang Gen is not a person, or the beast is not as good.
Fortunately, the Sini behind him is always like a child. Although he hugs Wang Gen's tightly, there is no unexpected move.
She hugged Wang Gensheng to sleep just to keep warm.
Wang Gen was holding Chen Feier, and was completely worried that Chen Feier could not stand this extremely cold.
His hands touched a pair of soft things.
In the darkness, Wang Gensheng's face turned red.
This is obscene and extremely disrespectful to Filia Chen.
Wang Gen was hurriedly wanted to take away his hands, but unexpectedly Chen Feier held his hands to death, pressed tightly in his heart: "Cold, I'm so cold."
Wang Genheng strives to keep himself calm, don't think about your whisked things.
Time flows in the darkness, but Wang Gen is in the flow of time, suffering from suffering.
This peach blossoms are unable to be confused, and it is even helpless.
Slowly, Chen Feier fell asleep, and Wang Gen was finally able to move his hand away.
Sani behind made a gently snoring sound, and even made a dream.
Wang Gen was sandwiched among the two, without the slightest space.
Just look forward to the dawn and send Chen Feier to the master to treat it.
However, this feeling is actually wonderful, but you can't think about it.
The wind outside the house was still, but Wang Gen was as if hearing footsteps.
One, two, three...
Preliminary judgment shows that there are at least five people.
Although these people have a distance from the room, Wang Gensheng has felt a strong murderous spirit.
Wang Gen was no longer so much, loosening his arms holding Chen Feier, holding Sani and holding his own hand.
He carefully retreated from the quilt and quietly got out of bed.
Chen Feier woke up and grabbed Wang Gen's hand: "Wang Genheng, what are you going to do?"
"Chen Feier, there seems to be someone outside. Although you are injured, you should have no problem with self -protection. You must protect Sani. No matter what happens, don't come out."
Wang Gen was loudly, and in the night, his eyes were so deep.
"Be careful, I think they are here." Chen Feier said softly.
"So, you have to be careful. Sani's life is very important. If, if I say that there is danger, you take her away." Wang Gen was reluctant to answer.
Filia Chen nodded, tears falling silently.
On this way, Wang Genheng lost to her a lot of anger. She didn't know if Wang Gen Sheng could cope with the people outside.
Wang Gen was already dressed, but he got out of the window.
He did not choose to go out from the main entrance, so he might wake up two kinds of good old people.
Wang Gen Sheng finally intercepted a black figure in the house of 50 meters away from the house.
Under the moonlight, the figure looks very cold.
"Oh, I can't think of it, I met a thousand miles away, it was really fate!" Hei Ying spoke, it was a thick male voice.