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Volume 2: The Suave Romance Chapter 607: Beast

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    Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the sky couldn't help but be covered with a layer of golden red color, which was reflected in the winding river. It was sparkling and gorgeous. Along this river, there was an unknown village.

    As night falls, people who have been busy for a day return from the fields with tired but satisfied smiles on their faces. The smoke from cooking smoke curls over the village, but it does not destroy the beauty of the clouds on the horizon. On the contrary, it makes it more peaceful and peaceful.

    However, at this moment, a rumbling sound of horse hoofs came from a distance. Through the smoke, one could vaguely see more than a hundred knights running towards the village entrance. They were tall and strong, wearing Hu robes, waving scimitars in their hands, and mouthing  They howled like wolves and were arrogant and wanton. Even from a distance, you could feel the violent and wild aura on their bodies.

    Seeing the hundreds of knights galloping towards them, everyone in the village was startled at first, and then their expressions suddenly changed, with expressions of fear and horror on their faces. The next moment, shrill screams broke the tranquility of the village in an instant.

    "It's the Turks, the Turks are coming."

    "Turkic bandits are coming, women and children should hide quickly."

    Suddenly, the whole village was in a panic. All the men were holding hoes, sticks, or homemade weapons and gathered in the center of the village, while the women and children were hiding in the hiding places that had been prepared.

    For a time, men¡¯s roars, women¡¯s screams, and children¡¯s cries were all intertwined, making the whole village extremely chaotic and noisy.

    ¡°Southern barbarians, it¡¯s time to collect rent again, why don¡¯t you quickly bring out the food and women that the uncle needs.¡±

    Not long after, the group of hundreds of knights came to the center of the village. A man who looked like a leader came out of the crowd, staring wildly at the four or five people gathered together more than ten meters in front of him.  Ten men, both angry and fearful, shouted in vague and weird Chinese,

    "Dear Lord Yilig, it is midsummer now, and it is not yet the autumn harvest time. There is no food left in the village. How can we pay for it, sir?" An old man with white beard and hair, as skinny as a stick, walked out tremblingly.  , said with a grimace,

    "What" The knight leader suddenly widened his eyes and yelled: "Old immortal, do you think that I am easy to deceive? If there is no food in the village, how did you survive until now? Stop talking nonsense,  Hand over the food and women quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless with the scimitar in my hand."

    "Sir." The old man knelt down with a "pop" sound, grabbed the ground with his head, and begged: "Sir, how can we survive without food? Sir, please leave us a way to survive.  As long as the food comes from the autumn harvest, we will definitely honor you."

    Yilig looked sullen. He swung the riding whip hard in his hand, and with a crisp "snap" sound, the flexible leather whip hit the old man's withered body hard, knocking him to the ground immediately, and he uttered miserable words.  Called Lianlian,

    Seeing the old man falling to the ground and wailing, his whole body twitching violently, there was no mercy on Yilig's face. His violent and crazy eyes were filled with bloodthirsty rage and murderous intent, and his voice was extremely cold: "Old dog, this is  This time you have to honor me by giving me twice as much food and women. If you dare to say 'no' again, I won't mind slaughtering your village."

    "Sir, please, please." The old man raised his head with difficulty, his cloudy eyes full of pleading, and his trembling voice revealed his weakness at this time,

    "Seeking death."

    A trace of impatience flashed in Yilig's eyes, and he swung the riding crop in his hand again, hitting the old man's head and face hard. Amidst the crisp cross talk, a two-inch long gash suddenly opened on the old man's skinny cheek, and the bones were clearly visible.  , and the bright red blood dyed his face red in an instant,

    "Village chief,."

    "grandfather,."

    The old man's sad and hoarse cry and miserable appearance of bloody flesh immediately caused a commotion in the crowd. Everyone's eyes were about to burst, as if they wanted to spit fire. However, looking at the hundreds of tall, powerful and murderous Turkic knights behind Yilig,  But they didn't dare to move at all,

    "Old dog, you should die, just to save some food for the uncle." Yilig rode his horse up a few steps, looked down at the old man huddled together in pain, and said in a cold voice: "Old dog, no more  I¡¯ll ask you again, do you want to hand it over or not?¡±

    "Big, big, big" The severe pain almost drained all the strength from the old man's body. It was extremely difficult for him to say every word.

    "It seems that you don't agree, so I will grant you permission." A look of violence flashed in Yilig's eyes, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out the scimitar from his waist and slashed it from top to bottom.

    "ah,."

    Amid the shrill screams, the old man's right arm left his body. His crouched body straightened up instantly and then reunited.He got up and rolled all over the ground, with bright red blood and soil covering his body, making him look so horrified.

    "Village chief,."

    "grandfather,."

    Like a cuckoo crying for blood, a slender figure rushed out from a house not far away and quickly came to the old man's side. Regardless of the blood stains on his body, he held him tightly in his arms.  He cried in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa, grandpa, don't scare me, get up quickly, get up quickly."

    Seeing clearly the appearance of the person who suddenly appeared, Yilig's originally swung scimitar couldn't help but hesitate. His sharp beast-like eyes suddenly erupted with blazing light. His scarlet tongue licked his dark red lips, and he breathed.  I can't help but feel a little rough,

    The person holding the old man was a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old. Although her clothes were ragged and her body was thin, she looked very delicate, especially her exposed skin, which was as white as snow. At this time, she was filled with grief and grief.  The helpless look had a kind of destructive beauty, which instantly aroused the desire in Yilig's heart.

    "Xiaolan, come back quickly, it's dangerous." Seeing the girl, the faces of everyone in the village changed again and again, and they all warned,

    "What a beautiful woman, uncle likes her." Yilig was delighted to see Lie Xin, with a lewd smile on his face, staring at Xiao Lan and saying: "Girl, if you want your grandfather to be alive, come over and serve him.  "

    Hearing Yilig's voice, Xiaolan suddenly looked back and looked at him with hatred, her voice hoarse and cold: "You devil, you hurt grandpa, you murderer, I'm going to kill you."

    As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaolan's petite and weak body suddenly jumped up, picked up a piece of wooden stick at her feet, and smashed it towards Yilig's ferocious head with all her strength.

    "Click."

    Yilig sneered, not dodging or dodging, and waved the scimitar in his hand. The wooden stick in Xiaolan's hand suddenly broke, and her thin body could not bear the main force and staggered to the ground.

    "I'm going to kill you, kill you."

    Although her whole body was in pain, Xiaolan stubbornly climbed up, roaring, her eyes as scarlet as blood, and the remaining half of the short stick in her hand hit Yilig again, her face full of hysteria.  of madness,

    People who have never been to the grassland can never imagine the beauty and majesty of the grassland. Even if they are happy to see this vast and wild land for the first time, they can't help but be shocked.

    "What a fierce wild horse, I will tame you today." Yilig put one hand on his hips and waved his scimitar with the other, and once again drove Xiaolan away.

    Xiaolan has fallen into madness. She has only one thought in her mind, which is to tear the abominable demon in front of her into pieces, avenge her grandfather and avenge her companions who died in their hands. She falls down again and again, but she stands up again and again, even if  There was only a foot of wooden stick left in her hand, and her whole body was bruised from the fall. She still refused to give up.

    "Sir, it's getting late, we should go back for dinner." Seeing the dark sky, the knights behind Yilig couldn't help but become a little impatient. Although they felt sincerely happy to wash away the Han people, they didn't want to be hungry all the time.  ,

    "Okay." Yilig chuckled lightly, and when Xiaolan pounced on him again, he suddenly reached out and grabbed it. He pulled it onto the horse's back with a strong tug, and said with a lewd smile: "Let's see if you can do it this time."  Where to run."

    "Devil, let me go, let me go."

    " Xiaolan struggled fiercely, but she was already thin, and this time she was even closer to the end of her strength. She couldn't break free, and such a struggle caused Yilig to get angry.

    "Snapped."

    He raised his hand and slapped Xiaolan on the face. Yilig tore it hard with his right hand. With a "hiss" sound, Xiaolan's thin clothes turned into pieces and flew away. Her weak body was suddenly exposed to the air.  middle,

    Looking at the delicate bud on Xiaolan's chest, Yilig's face suddenly turned red, his eyes became more intense, and with a roar in his throat, his rough palms covered the plumpness of Xiaolan's chest, and then he pressed hard  tighten,

    "ah."

    The intense pain made Xiaolan scream miserably, her thin body twitching violently, her face turned pale, and tears of humiliation and despair flowed from her eyes.

    "Xiaolan,."

    "Beast, you beast, you can't do that, Xiaolan is just a child."

    "God, what crime have we committed that you want to punish us like this?"

    "Folks, do we have to watch Xiaolan being humiliated? Do we have to endure the bullying of these barbarians? I've had enough. Instead of living in such pain, it's better to die."

    "Anyone who is not afraid of death, come with me and kill these sons of bitches."Life, kill.  "

    "kill."

    Xiaolan's humiliation immediately made the villagers' hearts filled with rage. The old people cried out sadly, while several young people roared angrily, waving their sticks and rushing towards the Turkic knights.

    "Brothers, since these Han people don't know how to live or die, we don't need to be polite. Kill them all and steal all the women." Looking coldly at the villagers swarming in, Iligson shouted coldly,

    "Hahahaha." More than a hundred knights, who had been impatient for a long time, suddenly laughed ferociously and rushed towards the villagers with their swords.

    The scimitar was waved, the shouts of killing were loud, and the warm blood spattered on Xiaolan's face, making her cold heart fall into the abyss.

    "Little girl, watch carefully, this is what you will get if you disobey me." Yilig smiled ferociously, lowered his head suddenly, took Xiaolan's pink breasts into his mouth, and sucked them roughly.
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