Farming in troubled times: Anyone who stops me from getting rich will die!

The middle-aged man took the lead and rushed towards Li Yueyan.

Uncle Huang was afraid that Yueyan would not be able to defeat him, so he blocked his sword with his sword.

So a fight broke out.

Except for the middle-aged man, the others are also people in the refugee team.

All of them have yellow skin and skinny bones. If they hadn't been given corn flour and sweet potatoes before, they would have been even thinner.

Even though they are in the majority, when it comes to a real fight, they are all weaklings.

Li Yueyan, Wang Zheng, Dahuang, Zhang Tufu, and Zhu Wuniang, who was still alive, faced off against more than thirty people.

They themselves did not expect that so many people would be knocked to the ground in just a few strokes.

Zhu Wuniang smiled and said, "I thought you all had some talent, but it turns out it's just that, not as powerful as the pigs I killed before!"

On the other hand, Uncle Huang and the middle-aged man were fighting hard to separate each other, and it was hard to tell the winner!

Li Yueyan's knife didn't even have time to use.

He planned to put the wooden box back.

The people on the ground howled, and Wang Zheng and the others found long hemp ropes, tied them into strings, and tied them together.

"Damn it, you ungrateful things, I'll whip you to death!" Wang was so angry that he whipped him several times.

This made me feel a little more comfortable.

The middle-aged man didn't expect these people to be so powerful. Didn’t you say they were all idiots?

The man he was fighting with now had swordsmanship that was not comparable to that of ordinary people.

He feels cheated!

But there was no turning back when he opened the bow, and it was too late for him to regret!

Uncle Huang stabbed him with a sword. The middle-aged man deflected and hit his shoulder with the sword.

"Hmm~" The middle-aged man grunted, and without retreating, he slashed at Uncle Huang with his knife.

Uncle Huang took a few steps back, and the middle-aged man hurriedly ran back.

"Don't let him go!"

At this time, a head emerged from the pit, and then another one emerged.

Li Yueyan bent his lower lip, stretched out his two hands, and pulled one up.

"What are you doing here?" he asked seriously.

"Uncle, let me help!"

Li Jifeng said, already setting up the crossbow.

Li Yao didn't answer, just wiped the arrow and handed it to Li Jifeng.

"Shoot him in the leg!"

Uncle Huang was entangled with the man, and Li Jifeng took aim.

After hearing Yao'er say shoot him in the leg, he lowered the crossbow a little.

"Whoosh~" The sharp arrow pierced the air, twisting with force, and hit the middle-aged man's thigh.

He is in pain!

Uncle Huang took the opportunity and inserted an arrow into his abdomen.

Li Jifeng shot another arrow, hitting his other thigh.

At this time, Uncle Huang also drew out his sword.

"Puff puff……"

The middle-aged man spurted blood from his mouth, nose and abdomen, and finally lay on the ground with his eyes open.

Uncle Huang wiped his sword and walked towards them.

"died!"

He walked up to Li Jifeng and patted him, "Good boy, your accuracy is getting better and better!"

Li Jifeng rarely blushed and looked away.

"Haha," Uncle Huang laughed.

Li Yueyan walked over to inspect the middle-aged man's body, then raised his eyes to look in the original direction.

The snow on the ground turned into mud because of this fighting.

"Let's go!"

Suddenly there was a voice behind him.

Li Yueyan turned his head, and people realized that his eyes were red.

Uncle Huang exhaled and walked around him.

Big Huang Wang was on one side, and Butcher Zhang and his wife were on the other side, passing by him.

Li Yao pursed his lower lip, "Dad, if you don't go, you'll just be here guarding the garbage!"

She pointed to the people tied into rice dumplings over there.

Li Jifeng didn't have time to call him, he was already chasing Uncle Huang and the others.

Li Yueyan jumped up, "I'm going!"

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When the group returned to the wooden shed, they were shocked by the mess.

In the area where they used to live, dead bodies, severed hands, severed heads, rotten pieces of wood, rotten clothes, and messy hay were all mixed together.

It is almost impossible to look directly at it.

"Damn it, was this done by a human?" Wang Zheng cursed, opened a wooden board, and pulled out half of his body from inside.

He felt sick and stopped trying to poop.

Everyone's heart was blocked and their eyes were very hot. No matter how hard your heart is, seeing the tragic situation at this time, you can't bear the pain.

Li Yao took a breath, took a ginger slice from the cloth bag and put it in his mouth.

It was so bloody that even she wanted to vomit.

She simply gave each person two pieces.

"I haven't seen Uncle Wu and the others, there is still hope!"

"Well, look over there!" Li Yueyan took the lead and walked in front.

He guessed that Zhu Wu first settled the people in Qingshan Village and then took them to the refugee team.

The group of people didn't go far when they discovered a trail of blood. Although it was only a few sporadic spots, it was very eye-catching in the snow.

Dahuang was careful and walked over first.

"Jubo!"

It turned out that behind a stone, Zhu Sheng leaned on it. He clutched his shoulders and closed his eyes in pain.

Suddenly hearing a familiar voice, he opened his eyes, "Big Huang!"

Seeing other people again, he had scarlet eyes and said, "Old Huang, didn't you leave?"

Li Yueyan squatted in front of him, "Uncle Zhu, where are they?"

Uncle Zhu shed two tears, "All of us, young and old, are hiding!"

He bumped his head, "The people Wu'er brought should be..."

Zhu Sheng explained the situation simply. Probably, after the people of Qingshan Village hid, Zhu Wu took ten young men to the refugee team to rescue them.

He didn't come back after leaving, so he looked for it uneasily and was stabbed in the middle.

Fortunately, there were many people and he took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Because I was injured, I didn't dare to run or go back, so I had to hide behind the stone and resign myself to fate.

Fortunately, God has eyes, and Li Yueyan and the others found him.

Li Yao squatted on the ground and bandaged his wound.

Zhu Sheng couldn't help crying, "I still need a little person like you to save me. It's really hard to live in this troubled world!"

He has rarely been so depressed. This time he really hates Mingyuan Kingdom for its incompetent rule!

"Uncle Zhu, do you know which direction they went?"

Li Yueyan asked. Now they also know that this time it is not as simple as internal strife.

It was clear that someone was fishing in troubled waters and wanted to kill them all.

"They didn't leave. They said they sent people to arrest you. You're still waiting in Miss Cai Er's refugee team."

Li Yueyan stood up and Zhu Sheng grabbed his hand.

"Yue Yan!" He suddenly hesitated, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

"Uncle Zhu," Li Yueyan sighed slightly, "You are here for me, right?"

Zhu Sheng didn't expect him to be so unavoidable.

He looked at the people around him and nodded slightly, "Although I don't know who you are, I look at these people and they are here for you."

He pursed his lips, "If not, they wouldn't arrest people and ask where your family went.

You have to be careful! "

Having been a village chief for many years, I still have some acumen. What makes him heartbroken is, who does Yue Yan's identity hinder?

"Yes, I know!"

Now, no more delay. Zhu Sheng applied medicine and bandaged the wound, and he was able to move again, so he followed him.

"Be honest!" This was a rough man. He was holding a bamboo in his hand. He must have hit many people, and the bamboo fell into pieces.

He slapped Zhu Wu and "poofed" at him.

"Oh, who said you and Mr. Li are brothers? That's bullshit, they don't care whether you live or die!"