I am the King

So at this moment, the village head's son was almost mad, and red eyes rushed to meet the reinforcements of the luochamen. The golden sword waved in the sun, and let out a golden light. He knocked a luochamen man to the ground, and then fought with other luochamen disciples.

And Cheng ran here.

The little girl broke away from Cheng Ran's arms and ran to her mother Ying'er. She rushed into her mother's arms crying and yelling: "Mom, my grandfather is dead. My grandfather is killed by those bad guys!"

Yinger holds Xiaodie pitifully and looks at her father-in-law in the pool of blood. For a moment, she is also angry. Then she looks at Cheng ran with complicated eyes and says to Xiaodie: "Xiaodie, you should follow your uncle to hide in a safe place, wait for your mother and father to avenge your grandfather, and then come to find you!"

Say to let small butterfly return to the side of Cheng ran.

In fact, when Cheng ran came to the village last night and stayed at the village head's house, Ying'er and her husband in the distant cave saw Cheng ran. At that time, when they saw Cheng Ran's clothes, they knew that Cheng ran was definitely not from Bailiu mainland, and when they saw Cheng ran talking to his father from a distance, they were very polite, so they didn't doubt anything.

However, Yinger and the village head's son don't realize that Cheng Ran's arrival has brought disaster to their family.

Just when Xiao die returns to Cheng ran, Ying'er bites her teeth, pulls out her sword and rushes to fight with her husband. They are almost the strength of xuanjie in the middle and later stage. Facing the group of people like luochamen, there is no chance of winning. However, the anger in her heart has made them lose their sense at this moment.

So seeing this scene, Cheng Ran is very worried. At this time, even if the two don't say it, Cheng ran guesses their identity. Seeing the woman, she confidently gives her daughter Xiaodie to herself. Without hesitation, Cheng ran takes Xiaodie back to the storeroom.

Liu Yiyi is scared in the storeroom, especially after hearing Cheng Ran's roar and the scream before the old man's death. Liu Yiyi is afraid that something will happen to Cheng ran.

And now see Cheng ran holding the little girl back, Liu Yiyi quickly meet up, nervous asked: "Cheng ran, what's the matter? Is it dangerous outside? "

Cheng ran sighs and looks at the little butterfly who is still crying. He gives the little butterfly to Liu Yiyi. He bites his teeth and says, "Yiyi, please watch her. I'll block the door after I go out. Don't come out before I come back!"

"Ah

Hearing Cheng Ran's words, Liu Yiyi was more nervous. He took Xiaodie's hand and looked at Cheng ran anxiously. He said, "Cheng ran, don't do anything. Don't be impulsive. We finally came to other continents!"

Cheng ran took a deep breath, looked at Liu Yiyi affectionately, and then said: "don't worry, I won't have an accident! Wait for me to come back

Then Cheng ran rushed out again.

Cheng Ran's heart is very tangled and guilty at the moment, especially for the two couples fighting with luochamen outside. If it wasn't for him, the old man would not die, so Cheng ran only thinks that these two people should never have an accident. He helps them kill all the people in luochamen, and then takes Liu Yiyi to leave quickly.

However, just as Cheng ran rushed out, he heard a scream from the village head's son in the scuffle outside.

"Ah

At this moment, under the siege of a group of luochamen disciples, the son of the village head was injured in many places. At last, he was stabbed in the heart by a luochamen disciple. His body suddenly trembled violently, yelled and fell to the ground.

"My husband!" When Ying'er sees her husband injured, she shouts out. Her tears immediately flow out. Looking at the other disciples of luochamen, she takes the opportunity to rush up and prepare to fight her husband again. Ying'er pours on her husband and shouts nervously. However, what makes her miserable is that her husband is dead.

"You bastards, Bingxin chop!"

Ying'er's tears all over her face make her drink. She clenches the sword in her hand and shows her unique ability.

I just saw a bunch of white energy brilliance suddenly appear, and a few white sword Qi formed a petal like energy circle. When the energy circle slowly expanded, it suddenly exploded.

"Bang!"

A loud noise came out, and several disciples of luochamen who rushed up were shocked and breathed out. They were also stabbed by the white sword Qi.

"What a pretty girl. She's so beautiful. I'm not willing to do it. Hehe, but you asked for it! Those who killed us at the luochamen can't live A guy of luochamen, looking at Ying'er's face, can't help but make fun of him. At last, he looks chilly. He says hello to the people around him, and then surrounds him.

Ying'er has just released her skills, and now her energy is no longer available in her body. Facing these people from luochamen, she immediately feels resentful and desperate. Then she turns her sword and stabs her heart.

"Eh!"

When the pain came, Ying'er's face suddenly froze. Then she looked at the people around her and thought: it's dead, but it can't fall into the hands of these people, just pity my little butterfly

Think so in the heart, the sharp pain that Ying son's heart spreads, immediately let him faint in the past.

These things almost all happened in an instant. When the people around the Luocha gate saw the little lady in front of them, they actually committed suicide. All of a sudden, they were very surprised.

At this time, Cheng ran comes to see where the village head's son is also dead. The woman on the body is half kneeling with a long sword in her chest. It seems that she is also very lucky. Suddenly, her brain is buzzing.

Cheng ran did not expect that in a short period of time, the three members of the village head's family died in front of him. And their death, more or less have a very direct relationship with themselves.

"Ah

At that moment, Cheng ran almost went crazy, raised his head and yelled. Then, his body flickered, and he rushed to a disciple of the luochamen. He jammed his neck with one hand and made a sudden effort.

"Click!"

After a crisp sound, Cheng ran abruptly breaks the neck of the disciple of the luochamen. After leaving the body of the disciple, Cheng Ran's eyes are red and his face is unspeakable ferocious.

"You are all going to die!"

The cold tone came from Cheng Ran's mouth, and the voice was almost from hell, which made the present disciples of luochamen have a cold war in their hearts.

Then Cheng ran took out his flute, almost half of the force, and played the music of the source of trouble.

At the moment, although Cheng ran almost runs away, he is still a little sober in his mind. If he wants to kill the more than 20 people in front of him by his own strength, he can do it. But at the same time of fighting, it's hard to protect Liu Yiyi and the girl from being hurt.

So Cheng ran doesn't hesitate to play the source of trouble in front of several people in front of him.

Almost for a moment, when he heard Cheng ran play the source of trouble, the disciples of luochamen were occupied by the desire to kill, and they had lost their self and reason, and rushed to their own people.

"You guys are... Crazy, we are our own people!"

For a moment, I saw my companions rushing towards me, and they looked ferocious one by one. The people who stood behind the luochamen were all confused, and then the two sides began to fight.

While fighting in the luochamen, Cheng Ran is playing the music of the source of trouble. At the same time, he is holding the sharp dagger tightly in his hand and performing the art of wind and shadow. Almost every time he comes to a disciple of the luochamen, his head will be cut off.

Almost in a few minutes, nearly 30 disciples of the luochamen who came to support were wiped out without exception.

There are dozens of corpses lying on the ground with different postures, and even most of them are separated. The ground is almost red with blood, and the air is filled with a smell of blood.