Supreme Emperor of Swords Chapter 243: The road is uneven

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Ding Hao thinks that own is like walking in the scenes of historical TV dramas of past life, and suddenly there is an illusion of space-time travel.

Walking in the crowd, Ding Hao's out of this world temperament and the white horse's goddess attracted a lot of attention.

"Old man, let's have a bowl of noodles." Ding Hao chose a slightly clean food stall, tied [Snow Field Lion-Dragon Beast] to the horse pile, and reached out to greet boss.

The owner of the stall is a 60-year-old white-haired elderly couple. The Great Grandpa has a slightly camel back, but it is Mind, with a ruddy complexion, and greets the guests. The old lady cooks the noodles and cooks out the pot. The tael|two people wear plain, Obviously it is not a wealthy home, but the expression is extremely satisfying, Great Grandpa from time to time helps the old woman wipe the sweat, envy others.

The stall was surrounded by a thick fragrance, and there were many guests. Ding Hao found it through the fragrance.

"Okay, boy, boy, your noodles are here." The old Uncle dragged his long cavity and placed a bowl of colorful noodles in front of Ding Hao's eyes. It was steaming in such a snowy winter day. Instantly gives a warmth.

Ding Hao sniffed his nose and suddenly moved his index finger, which was about to start. Suddenly, there was a sound of swallowing saliva next to him.

Looking around, he saw a little child in a tattered dress, standing next to the stall, his **** eyes widened, staring straight at the bowl in front of Ding Hao, all envious in his eyes Meaning.

This little child, figure is thin, obviously undernourished, and he does n’t know how many times he wears it. simply is a kimono. You ca n’t see the original clothes like a muddy. Frozen blue, looks extremely pitiful, apparently hungry for a long time, a little trance in his expression.

Five or six adults are standing next to the children, all of them look malnourished. They have thin yellow skin, are poorly dressed, and they are incompatible with the bustling and noisy atmosphere of the night market. Perhaps it came to the noodle stall along the fragrance, and could not help swallowing the saliva.

"Dad, I'm hungry ..." a child said in a low voice.

The sound is crisp, just like the empty valley yellowbird common sweet-sounding. It is actually a girl, but it is just unkempt, and because of malnutrition and no development, it looks like a boy.

Dad is a middle-aged man who looks like he is in his early thirties. He is about 1.8 meters tall but very thin. simply is skinny, with blue lips, maybe hungry. body is a little trembling, Wen Yan There was an embarrassed look on it, and he looked in his arms, and finally shook his head sadly, and touched the forehead of the little girl, saying: "Xue'er, be patient, dad will help you find it for a while Eat ... "

Looking, looking around for a while, and seeing that there are things left by others, I have the courage to want to beg for it, but unfortunately every time I was scolded back like a Hanako, some street vendors looked at them from afar People, waving their hands in disgust, let them get out.

"Fuck, stinky Hanako, grab thing of father, can't you find death?"

A figure sturdy young warrior stood up and scolded, and waved the little girl ’s father into a fight, just because the middle-aged man wanted to pour a little soup he had finished to the little girl.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground, knocking lightly, and bleeding blood from the corners of his mouth.

The other five or six companions hurriedly lifted the middle-aged man, angry and angry, but dare not to speak.

The little girl rushed to her father in a panic. The tears of sparkling and crystal-clear flowed down tickly, crying, "Dad, father, Cher is not hungry, Cher is not hungry at all ..."

Ding Hao saw this scene and sighed in his heart.

In essence, endless continent is a cold world of weak meat and strong food. The prosperity of the night market cannot cover the tragedy of Weakling. No matter where, bullying and bullying will always happen, and I do n’t know why, Ding Hao was originally very good. The mood was completely destroyed by the scene in front of me.

"Fuck, move the thing of father, just want to go like this, stand still and pay father money!" The young warrior was aggressive and fierce, even with a little soup left in the bottom of the bowl, the lion opened his mouth to open The little girl ’s father compensates ten tael|two silver.

"I ... I don't have money, Uncle, I don't dare anymore ..." The middle-aged man was trembling scared.

"No money? What's in your arms?" young Samurai smiled haughtily and grabbed the arms of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man didn't understand martial arts. How to avoid it? He was grabbed a head and only heard whoosh sound. The worn clothes were torn and several white silver ingots rolled out.

"No, no, this is The life-saving money we put together in our village, we will use it to hire the Ah... guardian warrior ..." The middle-aged man rushed over and wanted to grab the silver back, several other companions Also anxious at this time, rushed over recklessly, surrounded the young warrior in the middle.

"Haha, hicks, why do you want to win more?" young warrior sneered and patted the table.

shuaa~!

A dozen more sturdy mans with big waists and round waists stood up next to them, dressed as samurai, carrying weapon on their bodies, with a greasy expression and a sturdy breath. At first glance, they killed the homeless warrior who had seen the blood, each and everyone sneered, and seven or eight Countrymen like Hanako are in the middle.

"You ... I ..." The middle-aged people were terrified and begged hard: "You Uncle, please do me a favour, this silver is really life-saving money, the guardian warrior in our village is missing, We are going to use it to re-employ guardian warriors. Without guardian warriors, there are hundreds of people up and down in the village, but this winter Heavens, Ah! can't survive "

“I ’m in control of your village ’s life and death? If you move father ’s thing, you have to lose money, do n’t **** verbose, otherwise father will kill you, but it ’s as easy as killing a dog.” young Samurai grinning hideously There is no sympathy at all.

The middle-aged people are all desperate.

Ding Hao sighed, sitting on the spot and waving gently, an invisible force poured out.

The warrior young only felt a sudden lightness in his hand, and the silver he held was flying out of his hands uncontrollably, turning into a stream of silver streamers, which did not enter Ding Hao's hands three or four meters away.

"If you are forgiving and forgiving, why kill them all?" Ding Hao placed silver on the table in front of him without looking back.

"You **** ... little bastard, what kind of thing do you dare to control me [Thunderbolt Sword] Wen Xin?" young warrior was furious and reported the name of own, it seems to be in this small piece Fame, otherwise it will not let the surrounding audience take a breath.

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