Chapter 42 Who!? (Please read on)
"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"Look at this old thing, hahahaha! Funny, so funny!!".

Looking at the old man's actions, the soldiers around him pointed and laughed.

This is a joke!
They were all soldiers of the Tianxing Army, and all of them had trained their legs to be strong through carrying heavy loads. Even without horses, it would be wishful thinking for those two siblings who had obviously never experienced hardship to escape from them.

They looked at the old man clinging to the horse's legs and telling his two children to run away quickly with a joking look, and they all found it extremely ridiculous.

"Daddy!!"

"father!!"

The brother and sister felt as if their hearts were broken by a knife when they saw their old father crying and bleeding, even though they both knew that running away now was the best option.

But neither of them stepped back, and they even rushed towards the old man, wanting to pull him back and prevent their father from being tortured like this again.

"Dad, let's go together!!" Xia Qingyu was already crying and wanted to hold her old father's hand and go together.

"Dad! I will fight them!" Xia Yuan almost cried blood when he saw his father like this. He roared and ran towards Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng looked relaxed. He looked at the two people running towards him and the old man who was still holding the leg of the horse he was riding, and chuckled.

So he simply got off the horse.

He said to the old man:

"Old man, just hold the horse and I will go find your daughter."

After saying that, he smiled evilly and whispered to Xia, who had already paused in fear:

"Beauty, Whisper? Hey, what a nice name. Whisper, here I come!"

With the beauty in front of him, Zhao Zheng couldn't wait any longer and ran towards Xia Qingyu.

However, just as he took a step forward, the old man had already let go of the horse's legs, pounced on Zhao Zheng's legs, and grabbed his legs tightly to prevent him from moving forward.

At the same time, he cursed at his two children:
"You two useless things, get out of here now! Get out of here!!"

The old man was extremely angry at this time.

He tried his best to save the two children, but he never imagined that his two children were just flowers in a greenhouse and none of them had any courage.

She is still here acting like a child to him. If this is the case, his sacrifice will be meaningless.

The two children will also be in an irretrievable situation.

He opened his mouth and wanted to scold again to wake his children up.

A cold light passed by.

A long cut was made on the neck, the throat was cut open, and the body suddenly straightened up.

The words that he wanted to say to his two disappointing children were stuck in his throat.

He whimpered a few times, as if he wanted to say something, and then weakly let go of the hand that was holding Zhao Zheng's leg.

He fell on his back.

Until his death, he was still looking at his two children, with the eagerness in his eyes frozen, as if he was still urging them to run.

“Daddy!! Daddy!!!”

"father!!!"

When Xia Qingyu and Xia Yuan saw their old father, who had protected them since childhood, fall in front of them, their psychological defenses collapsed.

Regardless of everything, they all rushed towards the old man.

Zhao Zheng took a step forward and stopped Xia Qingyu. He clasped her wrist wrapped in her sleeve with one hand and tried to touch Xia Qingyu's face with the other hand.

Xia Qingyu blocked it with force.

Xia Yuan rushed to the old man and kept calling him.

However, the old man's pupils were dilated at this time, and he had lost his vitality. He could no longer respond to his calls.

Xia Yuan was holding the old man's body. He heard his sister's struggle, turned around and saw Zhao Zheng trying to make a move on his sister.

His eyes immediately bulged out blood, and he roared so hard that his mouth became hoarse:

"I kill you!!".

He put down his father's body, picked up the long knife dropped by the dead guard next to him, and rushed towards Zhao Zheng with the knife in hand. Zhao Zheng looked at Xia Yuan, who couldn't even hold the knife steadily, and a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Yannian, who had already walked behind Xia Yuan, kicked out and hit the wrist that Xia Yuan had held.

"Ah!!" a scream.

Xia Yuan felt that his wrist was about to be broken by the kick, and the knife in his hand slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground with a clang.

The kick caused the man to lose balance and fall to the ground.

"Hahaha!! Useless!" Zhang Yannian and the remaining nine soldiers pointed at Xia Yuan, who was lying on the ground, holding his wrist and looking pale.

A burst of ridicule.

How dare such a weak scholar draw his sword in front of Captain Zhao?

Captain Zhao can beat several of these losers with his bare hands.

Xia Yuan held his dislocated wrist, his face pale.

He studied with his father since he was young, read a lot of poetry and books, and exchanged strategies for governing the country with the talented people in Qianzhou every day, but he had never been to the battlefield.

Not even a knife was held.

At this time, facing these bandits.

He only hated himself for not learning some martial arts. If he could reach the level of martial arts of those great generals, his father would not have died, and the three guards would not have died. He and his sister would not have been in such danger.

Tears of regret flowed down her face, but she wiped them away immediately, stood up, and rushed towards the rapist who was trying to touch her sister with her bare hands.

Zhao Zheng had put down the knife at this time. He grabbed Xia Qingyu with one hand and tried to tease her with the other hand.

But he was met with fierce resistance from the beauty.

He didn't want to be ruthless, and he was already annoyed that he hadn't touched the other person's face yet.

At this moment, seeing the waste rushing towards him, he raised his leg and kicked Xia Yuan in the stomach.

Xia Yuan was kicked in the abdomen by Zhao Zheng. He bent over like a shrimp in pain, holding his stomach, his whole face bloodshot.

The veins on his forehead were exposed, bloody saliva was spewing out of his mouth, his body was shaking like a convulsion, he knelt on the ground, and could no longer stand up.

After Zhao Zheng cursed the person as a waste again, he turned around with a rather grim look on his face.

The beauty resisted so violently that he couldn't gain anything from her.

He didn't want to force himself to do anything to such a rare beauty, which would ruin his mood.

However, he had lost his patience and his face looked a little gloomy.

Then he thought of something and smiled evilly:
"Beautiful Qingyu, if you don't obey me, your brother will die."

As he said this, he glanced at the soldiers.

Zhang Yannian immediately understood and walked towards Xia Yuan, saying:

"If the little beauty doesn't cooperate, you, as her brother, will suffer.

My little beauty, do you think you should cut off your brother's leg or arm first? "

He raised the knife and smiled at Xia Qingyu:

"Or? Cut off his ears? Or somewhere else?
How about you pick one?"

Xia Qingyu was trying to push Zhao Zheng away at this moment, but when she heard Zhang Yannian's words, she said anxiously:

"No! Don't!!"

"No? Hehe, if the beauty says no, then she wants it. Zhang Yannian, go and chop off one of her brother's ears first, and then I'll talk to the beauty about whether she still wants it." Zhao Zheng was in the mood at this time and decided to cut off one of Xia Yuan's ears first, so that he could discuss the next step with the beauty.

"No!! No!!!" Xia Qingyu's tears almost dried up.

Zhang Yannian held a knife in his hand and looked cruelly at Xia Yuan, who was kneeling there with his hands covering his stomach and unable to get up. He raised the knife as if to chop him.

At this moment, Zhao Zheng's face changed and he shouted:
"who!?"

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