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the glint and flash of cold steel.

A dozen people besieged a little boy, but they couldn't get the upper hand at all.

Ah Yin also calmed down now. With red eyes, he silently drew his bow and aimed at one person directly in the back.

People in black also noticed ah Yin who put a cold arrow in the back. They took out two people and had to solve him first.

But Han Xiaoshan didn't give them this chance at all.

They didn't communicate, but they cooperated seamlessly.

Although a Yin didn't practice martial arts since childhood, his archery is good. He is also a cruel character who can shoot prey in the eyes when hunting.

With his cooperation, Han Xiaoshan also relaxed a lot.

More than a dozen well-trained people in black fell one after another.

Soon, there were only three people standing.

Han Xiaoshan was also injured.

The three looked at Han Xiaoshan, who was very difficult to deal with. One of them took out a signal bomb and was about to release it.

Although a Yin didn't know what it was, he shot an arrow at the first time and directly hit the man's hand. The signal bomb fell to the ground before he could pull the lead.

And the man's hand is useless.

"Captain!"

The other two shouted.

Han Xiaoshan attacked again while you wanted your life.

This time, the remaining three were also cut by his sword.

But a dozen masters at a time also consumed all his physical strength.

The last man fell, and he couldn't support it.

Looking at the fallen people in black, ah Yin was stunned. His bow and arrow fell to the ground, and the whole person knelt down.

Suddenly

"Ah ah..."

He roared like crazy.

The enemy fell, but all his people died.

The whole tribe, hundreds of people, only him and assan.

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Of the hundreds of corpses, the three spent two days transporting them to the mountain and buried them according to the tribal rules.

No one spoke. Assan and a Yin couldn't cry anymore.

There are only two of them left in the whole tribe.

Two days later, assang sat quietly at the place where the tribal people gathered on weekdays, looked at the quiet tribe and wept silently.

Ah Yin sat beside her in silence.

Han Xiaoshan also never spoke. He has recovered his memory and knows that this disaster was brought by himself.

That day, he kowtowed to everyone in the tribe one by one and vowed to take good care of a yin and a San.

Looking at the two silent people, Han Xiaoshan walked over and said, "we have to leave here. The people of Xishi have found here. It's hard to guarantee that they haven't sent messages back. If they don't go again, I'm afraid..."

"Pa!"

Before he finished, assang slapped him in the face.

Assang looked at him with scarlet eyes. Suddenly, he cried out and grabbed Han Xiaoshan's skin:

"It's all you... It's all you... You give me a sacrifice to Grandpa, you give my people back... Wuwuwuwu... Dead... They're all dead..."

Han Xiaoshan didn't speak. He stood there silently and let assang grasp him and shake him hard.

It's his fault.

If it weren't for him, it would still be a quiet and peaceful paradise.

It was his arrival that broke the peace here.

It's not too much for him to die.

But he can't die.

He has too much on his shoulders. He can't die if he wants to.

"I'm sorry," he said silently.

"Sorry... Hahaha... Sorry, hahaha..."

Assang stumbled back and blamed himself in his heart: "it's me... It's me... I hurt the people..."

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