Ye Siming was about to go inside.

But he heard the fierce neighing of the war horse behind him.

He looked back immediately.

I saw a group of mountain bandits, seemingly ready to come to support.

There are as many as forty or fifty of them!

A piece of Wuyangyang is about to break into the village.

"The screams of the second master just came from inside, let's go in and see what's going on!"

As soon as the leader of the mountain bandits finished speaking, they saw a young man standing coldly at the entrance of the village.

His eyes were cold and sinister, and his whole body was full of anger.

Although he looked young, he didn't have any blood on his body.

But just one glance at him made the back of his neck feel cold for no reason.

In the slanting mountain wind, Ye Siming's eyebrows and feathers were on his temples. He was very handsome, but there was a shadow in his eyes, which added a little evil to his handsomeness.

He was wearing a golden crown and stood there with his hands behind his back, as if he was in a very bad mood.

The bandits regarded him as a villager.

He couldn't help laughing fiercely: "Want to run, right? Too bad it's too late!"

The bandits in their entire cottage were dispatched, robbing the two nearby villages with nothing left.

The leader of the mountain bandit waved his arm: "Kill him, peel off his face, damn, I hate good-looking men the most!"

The rest swarmed up.

The warhorse took the lead in raising its front hooves and directly kicked over a bandit who ran nearby.

Then it stepped through the mud and ran to Ye Siming's side.

The young man raised his jaw slightly, and his eyebrows flashed with a murderous sneer.

"It's better to kill you here, so that you don't start your hands inside and scare the little things."

Inside, Wei Cang and others didn't notice the movement at the entrance of the village at all.

They were fighting with the bandits who came up.

Wei Cang's spy just now roughly estimated that there were more than sixty bandits looting and looting in the village.

In fact, there were still some mountain bandits who committed murder in the house at the time, and now they all ran out to face Wei Cang and others.

Looking at it now, I realized that there are more than 100 of them, even more than the guards Wei Cang brought!

This group of vile gangsters made a despicable attack. Two or three people went to besiege a guard, and the knife in their hand was aimed at the key point.

Fortunately, Wei Cang's people are all soldiers who have been on the battlefield, and they are more than enough to deal with bandits.

Wei Cang and Yuan Gu, two people protecting Gu Nuo'er, fought and retreated.

There are the most bandits surrounding them!

Although Wei Cang and Yuan Gu were both very good players, it was still a bit difficult for them to attack so many bandits at the same time.

Rao is so, they always let Gu Nuoer stand behind.

The little guy blinked and looked up at Wei Cang and Yuan Gu, like two mountains protecting her, not letting any bandits approach.

Well, I actually miss Brother Siming a little at this moment.

At this moment, Gu Nuoer saw out of the corner of his eye that a bandit was hiding on the roof next to him.

He was bending his bow and drawing an arrow, aiming at Wei Cang!

"Dudu, be careful of dark arrows!" Gu Nuo'er quickly reminded.

Almost at the same moment, the dark arrow shot out with a "swoosh"!

Wei Cang turned Gu Nuo'er in his arms and rolled on the spot.

Who knew that the second arrow also followed.

In order to protect Wei Cang and Gu Nuoer from being directly attacked by the bandits, Yuan Gu kept wielding his sword to resist.

On the roof, arrows flew towards Wei Cang one after another.

A hint of impatience appeared on Gu Nuo'er's face.

She puffed out her cheeks and sighed.

When he got out of Wei Cang's arms, he was about to wave his hand and use his magic power to drag the villain who shot the dark arrow down!

Gu Nuo'er seemed to have heard a familiar cold sentence——

"Close your eyes."

She closed her eyes subconsciously, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

at the same time.

A stone, with an air of savagery, was firmly nailed into the brow of the bandit on the roof.

In an instant, blood flowed all over his face, and the mountain bandit was dead, staring, and rolled straight down from the roof.