"Go, go! Don't dawdle..."

clap clap!

The West French soldiers beat the villagers who had been handcuffed with whips.

All these villagers will be taken away to do some heavy physical labor until they are exhausted to death.

At this time, the male villager was knocked down to the ground, and a soldier was about to whip him several times.

At this moment, a woman begged for mercy with a mournful face.

"My lord, my husband has bad legs and feet, can you be tolerant?"

"I have bad legs!"

Mobibo, the officer in this operation, asked with a smirk.

"Yes, yes..." The woman knelt and kowtowed.

"Since the legs and feet are not good, let's chop them up, so as not to delay the next journey."

"It's an adult."

Several soldiers came to the man with bad legs and feet, ready to take him down and execute him on the spot.

"Forgive me, my lord!" The man begged for mercy in a panic.

"No! Your Excellency."

The woman reached out to grab Mobibo's thigh, but was kicked away by him, sending her head flying to the ground.

"The untouchables still want to touch me, let's deal with it together."

Mobibo considered himself noble.

Soon two soldiers were about to drag the woman down and cut her down.

Just when these two villagers were about to be beheaded.

A sharp and crisp voice sounded from behind them.

"You all give me a hand."

Mobibo looked in the direction of the voice, the petite girl exuded a pure, noble and beautiful temperament.

That snow-white and flawless face is really a natural beauty, the ultimate beauty embryo.

When he grows up in the future, he will definitely overwhelm the country and the city.

At this moment, Mobibo thought, if such a little beauty was dedicated to the king.

That must have been richly rewarded.

His sinister eyes were full of greed, and he ordered to the surrounding soldiers: "Catch her, and remember not to hurt her body."

"Understood, Master Bibo."

Several soldiers approached Yan with smirks on their faces, showing hooligan attitudes and molesting tones.

"Don't resist, little beauty, brothers will take good care of you on the way..."

"You bunch of bedbugs who invade other countries are all heinous criminals. I will judge you on behalf of justice."

With Yan's childish face, these words can be said to be harmless, and even cute.

"Hahaha……"

The soldiers were all amused.

And Mobibo twisted his body in joy, and said arrogantly with his hands on his hips.

"Come on, judge us! There are at least dozens or even hundreds of innocent souls in my hands, but they have been living very well."

The surrounding soldiers also showed off their achievements.

At this moment, Yan saw that they all relaxed their vigilance, bent down in a run-up posture, and held the sword hilt tightly in their hands.

At the moment when lightning flashed in her eyes, she drew out the long sword with lightning.

The whole person burst out, as fast as lightning.

Suddenly.

Hundreds of soldiers felt their bodies go numb, waiting for them to move again.

Only to find that the upper body and lower body were separated.

Blood sprayed out.

such a horrible scene,

The villagers screamed in fear.

At this time, Yan had already come to Mobibo, and released a thunderbolt in his hand, which exploded something in his crotch.

"what!!"

Mobibo clutched his bloody crotch and screamed.

"My darling—you devil, devil..."

"No, I'm a human being."

As he said that, a thunderbolt was sent out from Yan Changjian, and Mobibo's head was chopped off.

At this moment, quite a few of the villagers have recovered their nerves with courage.

Knowing that they escaped a catastrophe, they looked at the slim and petite body as if they were heroes.

They took the initiative to approach her gratefully and praised.

"Good job Yan, I didn't expect you to be so good"

"Thank you so much for saving us rural elders and bringing us back from the brink of death."

"..."

"We thought you were a naughty child before and hated you very much. I'm really sorry."

"Yeah yeah……"

The villagers were ecstatic,

The chattering was so loud that his head was buzzing, and he wanted to get away from here quickly.

Her anxious eyes patrolled the crowd, but she didn't see the person she wanted to see.

"Have you ever seen my dad?"

Hearing that the villagers looked at me and you, they all showed expressions of ignorance, and then shook their heads.

They were just about to speak to comfort Yan, but they found that her figure had run away and disappeared.

……

Aslan Village.

Yan ran home as fast as he could, looking at the burnt and collapsed house.

She suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart, and felt very uneasy.

"Father, don't worry, I'm here to save you..."

As he said that, he used his petite body to lift up the big wooden stakes one after another.

Soon, everything that had accumulated on the floor of the house was almost cleaned up by her.

It's a pity that I still haven't seen the people who get along day and night.

At this moment, Yan's heart was about to collapse, thinking that his father would not have been burned to ashes at this time!
She was only a nine-year-old child at this time, and her resolute and tender face soon showed sadness.

Tears flowed from those bright eyes.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Sudden.

Familiar footsteps came from behind Yan, she turned her head in surprise and saw the person she was looking for.

"Dad—"

She let out a loud cry of joy, and with her body like a cat, she flew into his arms.

Immediately burst into tears.

"Wow... Dad, I'm so scared! Don't leave me..."

"Hey, don't cry, am I here?"

Hua Ming patted Yan's back lightly, soothing her emotions with a gentle tone.

He really wanted to give her a complete and happy childhood, but unfortunately her birth was destined to be an extraordinary life.

It cannot be a flower in a greenhouse, but a tree that thrives under the scorching sun.

As the king's daughter, it is impossible for her to become a mediocre person. This is her destiny.

at this time.

Feeling the warmth in his embrace, Yan gradually stabilized his emotions.

She rubbed her eyes and said coquettishly:

"You bad dad, where did you go? Do you know how worried people are?"

"Isn't this the candied haws that I bought for you on the street? I didn't buy them before I was attacked by the Western French army."

"Then did you get hurt anywhere?"

Yan's concerned tone, nervous little eyes, looked around him, very worried.

"Your father and I are very capable, it is impossible to get hurt."

Hua Ming smiled and rubbed her head, it was really his caring little padded jacket.

"That's great."

Hearing this Yan's bright smile, and then her eyes looking at the destroyed house, she was very sad and sad.

This is a place full of her childhood memories, she felt a little sad when she thought about it, and sniffled.

"Father, our family is gone."

"If you don't have it, you can build it again. A place with you and me is home."

Keisha: Don't want old women!
"Uh-huh."

Yan nodded obediently, looking energetic.

"This village is safe. I will guard it from now on. It will not be invaded by the enemy army again. Let's build another home!!"

"it is good!"

Hua Ming agreed with a smile.

Now that the Western French army is here, it is impossible for them to live happily and peacefully like before.

Next.

It's time for Yan to start writing his own story, as an angel's daughter should have a legend.

Leave it to the people to sing their praises.

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