You are a demon

"Brother, brother, what's the matter, are you okay",

A child was dressed in rags and dragged old shoes, trotting on the ground and making noises.

"Xiao Mo, who told you to come out, why don't you hurry back!"

The slightly older boy saw his younger brother running out like this, and his frightened heart immediately raised again. He was terrified, but he didn't dare to shout out loud. Every word he uttered was with his throat. Supported by the residual breath of swelling, he could barely continue a complete sentence.

The elder brother knew that his appearance would definitely scare the younger brother, but he had no choice, they could not make a sound, if it was known by those outside, if.

"But, brother",

Xiao Mo had already run in front of his brother. He half-kneeled beside his brother, raising his head to reveal his dusty face.

Xiao Mo tried to pull his brother up, but it was too late.

"Who are you?"

The closed door was suddenly opened, and Jian Yu shielded his younger brother behind him, staring fiercely at the few people in front of him.

But those people wearing cloaks seemed not to hear the boy's words at all, they just walked towards them with stiff limbs.

"do not come!"

As soon as they approached, Jian Yu recognized them, they were the same as the previous group, that is, they killed their parents, Jian Yu gritted his teeth, he picked up a wooden stick, and shouted nervously but stubbornly , his parents are gone, he only has his younger brother left, he must protect his younger brother, he must not be afraid.

And he knows that these monsters are just stronger, they walk very slowly, and they can't think, they are just walking dead, as long as he smashes his head with a wooden stick when he comes over, then he and his brother can escape, so he must be able to!

"Ahhhh!"

Jian Yu tightly held the rough wooden stick in his hand, and Ling Ran's eyes shot a cold light.

When the leader saw him, he just tilted his head in a daze, and suddenly raised his stiff arm, grabbing Jian Yu's throat in an instant.

"elder brother!"

Impossible, this is impossible, obviously they moved so slowly just now, how could it be, how could it be so fast.

Jian Mo's voice came out almost at the moment when his brother was caught. He was immature and helpless, and he didn't even dare to step forward to let those people let go.

Jian Yu was picked up like a piece of rag, and his hollow and bloodshot pupils were drawn closer. He knew Xiao Mo was helpless, but what could he do? He suddenly recalled the moment when his father and mother were taken away. That night, he and his younger brother were also squatting in a corner not far away, what could he do, Jian Yu was shaking so badly, he was so frightened that he almost forgot to breathe.

"elder brother!"

Jian Mo moved his steps little by little.

"Little, uh! Little Mo!"

Don't come over, you can't, Jian Yu hoarsely pulled his throat, he couldn't make a sound, the veins on his forehead throbbed unwillingly, he had no choice but to stare at his legs indiscriminately.

The hand on the neck remained motionless.

"Little Mo!"

A monster in a cloak behind him suddenly bent down and picked up Jian Mo's back collar, and the tattered clothes were ripped out of shape.

The corner of a black robe suddenly appeared in front of Jian Yu.

"Low your head."

The indifferent face suddenly came into the little boy's sight, and he lifted his robe and gave a powerful roundabout kick. The monster was kicked to the side, and the black cloak fell off, showing a ferocious expression.

Xie Ziju didn't intend to give him a chance to react, so he raised Wuwang sword and cut off one of his arms, picked up Jian Yu and handed him over to Zhao Mu who rushed over, then turned around and put his elbow on the monster's chest.

Strange, no heartbeat.

Xie Ziju knocked down the monster with his backhand, and the surrounding monsters who were also wearing cloaks suddenly moved.

"Little Mo!"

Jian Mo is still in their hands.

"Master Dao, these people are breathless."

Zhao Mu reminded with a little worry.

No breathing, no heartbeat, but still walking like a normal person.

"Stand back".

Xie Ziju looked at the little boy who was brought behind them, and the thumb of his right hand holding the Wuwang sword pressed down on the raised part of the hilt, the sword body suddenly separated from the hilt, and a whip protruded from the hilt.

With crimson lips reciting the mantra silently, he swung out the long whip full of aura with the momentum of dawn, knocked down everyone in an instant and clasped Jian Mo's waist with the long whip to lead him away from the danger zone.

"elder brother",

Jian Mo threw himself into Jian Yu's arms.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, don't be afraid",

Jian Yu grabbed his younger brother's wrist and tried to lower his voice to comfort him. It was hard to imagine that this was a child who had just experienced life and death.

"Master, are you alright?"

Zhao Mu looked at Xie Ziju from a distance to check on those people wearing cloaks. Although he knew that Xie Ziju should have some skills, he didn't expect it to be so amazing. He killed those puppets with just one move. After all, he took the trouble to raise them for a while Rotten meat, it's just so ruined, I'm a bit unwilling.

Xie Ziju squatted beside one of the puppets, his thick eyebrows were furrowed. Things went so smoothly that he always felt that he missed something. He lifted the cloaks of those people. They were covered with veins and their faces were pale, as if they had been drained of blood. A bunch of mummies, since they have no thinking ability, who manipulated them to kidnap two helpless children.

"careful!"

Zhao Mu suddenly roared.

It was too late, I didn't expect that the arm that Xie Ziju chopped off just moved twice and flew directly behind him.

"Zhao Mu, you..."

Xie Ziju turned around and looked at the scene in front of him, his thoughts were completely disrupted.

The author has something to say: Your stupid author is calling the little angel here, please let the little angel here~o(*￣︶￣*)o