The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Shao Qingyuan quickly came to the carriage, and Bai Zhiyan had already pulled the child out.

Many villagers in the village also walked out of the house, but they all hid far away and looked at these people with trepidation.

The village chief chased after his family with red eyes, wishing to rush to kill Bai Zhiyan immediately to avenge his son and daughter-in-law.

Gu Yundong fed the antidote to the horse, the horse rolled his eyes, felt his body recover, and stood up slowly.

Bai Zhiyan glanced at the carriage, the carriage was damaged just now, the wheels were crooked and could not be used, so he had to ride a horse.

He looked at Shao Qingyuan, "Untie the reins."

Shao Qingyuan complied.

Bai Zhiyan looked at the couple, "You step back, back to that tree over there."

Shao Qingyuan and Gu Yundong glanced back, the tree was a little far away, at this distance, it would be much easier for Bai Zhiyan to run away.

Moreover, this distance has exceeded the shooting range of the crossbow.

This is exactly what Bai Zhiyan intended.

He had a hostage in his hand, and Gu Yundong and Shao Qingyuan had no choice but to step back until they got under the tree.

Only then did Bai Zhiyan carry the child onto the horse and ride on it himself.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the child's parents hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Young Master, Master, give us the child, just leave, and return the child to us first."

Bai Zhiyan's eyes flashed with anger, and he took the whip and slashed at the father.

His father fell to the ground, but his mother stopped him, "Young Master, I'm just such a son, you can't take it away..."

Bai Zhiyan wanted to do it again, looked up and saw Shao Qingyuan and Gu Yundong standing there, and suddenly laughed.

He looked at the mother in front of him and said, "Want me to return your son to you? Okay, you go on."

Saying that, he lifted the child up and threw it heavily to the ground.

"Ah..." Everyone in the village screamed in horror.

With a sound of "咻", a crossbow arrow rushed towards Bai Zhiyan's right hand.

As soon as his hands softened, the child fell off, and was hugged by his fast-reacting father.

Fortunately, Bai Zhiyan's hand was injured, so he couldn't shove the child to the ground with force, so he just fell straight off, not so strong, but the child's father still broke his hand when picking up the person.

The child was crying loudly, and his parents hurriedly hugged him and stepped back.

Bai Zhiyan turned his head in disbelief and looked at Gu Yundong, who raised his hand to shoot crossbow arrows, how could it be possible? Obviously already far away from the range of archery.

However, he couldn't bear to think too much. Bai Zhiyan had no hostages in his hands, and Shao Qingyuan and Gu Yundong had already rushed up.

Bai Zhiyan pulled the reins without thinking and wanted to run, but he forgot that his men killed the village chief's son.

What the village chief values ​​most is his eldest son, how can he be reconciled now that he has suffered a calamity?

Therefore, after seeing Bai Zhiyan riding on the horse, he had already told his family to straighten the rope in front of him.

At this time, it was very dark, and Bai Zhiyan was in a hurry again, so naturally he didn't see the road conditions clearly.

He rode his horse for about 200 meters, and the horse stumbled and fell to the ground with a neigh.

Bai Zhiyan fell directly from the horse, and the hand that was injured was broken with a 'click' sound.

The village chief brought someone forward, holding a hoe and a pole and hitting him.

Bai Zhiyan had practiced martial arts anyway, so he rolled around without saying a word, stood up and grabbed the sword beside him.