There were many surviving normal people hiding in the room not far away, looking at the gathered madmen in horror, all with horror in their eyes.

The huge movements made there naturally attracted their attention. Anyone who saw the long streets being razed to the ground in an instant, the first thing he felt was probably fear, and he didn't know what the gorgeous blue film was.

After experiencing various things during this period, they are even more afraid of the more terrifying things. The madman on the street is already terrible enough. If another thing that can destroy several streets by casually appear, it will undoubtedly be a worse problem for ordinary people like them.

However, just when everyone was surprised, the high-stacked gravel and wood wall was broken, and a monk, three beautiful women, and a little girl sitting on the back of Shenjun's white horse slowly walked out of it.

Such a group of people is far from the image of the demon in everyone's hearts, and no matter which one they are, they don't look like a bad person.

At this time, for hundreds of madmen outside the wall, after the gap appeared, they all gathered towards this side, surrounded them several layers inside and outside.

The gap in the blue film has slowly closed, and they stood there, as if there was no way out.

A young and handsome little monk, three beautiful women, a white horse and a little girl, such a group of people are surrounded by hundreds of red-eyed madmen, like a lamb surrounded by a pack of wolves, and they don't seem to have the ability to resist at all.

"Run! They are all crazy! You will die!"

This is, a window next to the street was opened, and a middle-aged man with a gentle temperament poked out the window and shouted nervously at Tang Sanzang and others.

"The head of the family, what should we do if we do this..." Beside him, a gentle woman pulled the corner of the middle-aged man's clothes with a panic expression.

And beside them, they were lying their little heads, a little scared, and a little curiously looking out the window.

"Damn guy!" Not far downstairs, more than a dozen red-eyed madmen turned their heads and looked towards the window. They showed a cruel smile on their faces, and ran towards the small building with the swords, guns and sticks in their hands.

"Dad, mom, they ran towards us." The little girl next to her stretched out her finger and pointed at what she said below. The man and woman all showed fear on her face.

"People who study do what they do and don't do. You go, I'll stop them!" The middle-aged man turned around and pushed the woman and two children, picked up the stick beside him, and ran downstairs.

"The head of the family..." The woman immediately burst into tears. Looking at the middle-aged man's back, she gritted her teeth and pulled the two children downstairs, walking quickly towards the back door.

"Dad...Dad..." The two children also realized what the middle-aged man wanted to do, crying and screaming.

Tang Sanzang looked towards Xiaolou unexpectedly. Unexpectedly, someone dared to remind them at this time that the plaque should be a store selling four treasures of the study. When he saw the middle-aged man holding a wooden stick, his eyes fell on the madman running towards Xiaolou, his face became much colder.

With a bang, the wooden door of the small building was kicked away. The first person to rush into the door was a tall man with a wide blade and a big knife. He was wearing a short jacket and vest, with a flat chest, and a black cloth strip tied to his head. He was the executioner who beheaded by Caishikou.

The middle-aged man held a wooden stick that was as tall as a person. When he saw the big man holding a big knife, his expression changed, but he had not retreated and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

The bald man's eyes passed over the middle-aged man and fell on the woman who was still pulling the back door hard. His eyes looked evil in his cow-eyed eyes and he smiled and said, "That's right, it's much more interesting than the little girl just now."

Four or five more people broke into the door, and the sticks in their hands were stained with blood, and their red eyes were all staring at the woman and the little girl, and they sneered coldly as if they were staring at their prey.

"Dad...I'm afraid..." The little boy suddenly shook his mother's hand and ran behind the middle-aged man, holding his legs and choking.

"Qi'er!" The woman's expression changed. She looked at the madmen who stared at him like a wolf, and her expression was even more frightened. However, the door could not be opened. Her husband and son were surrounded again, and she had no intention of running away. She hugged the girl who had been scared to tears on the side tightly in her arms.

"You guy who is in trouble, then go and die." The bald man looked grim, and the blood-stained sword in his hand raised, slashing straight towards the middle-aged man.

"Master! Don't!" the woman shouted in surprise, staggering and about to pounce forward.

"Dad!" The girl covered her eyes and couldn't bear to look at it again.

The other madmen looked at this scene coldly, with cruel smiles on their faces, as if they had seen the middle-aged man being cut into two pieces with one knife, and then they would enjoy the milfs and the never-before-girl.

The middle-aged man still looked firm, and he held the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it forward with a trembling hand. But a scholar who was used to holding the pen was not an opponent of the executioner who had already relied on his head to make a living. The wooden stick was cut off and then slashed towards his neck without decreasing. If this knife was cut firmly, a big and good head would be moved.

The woman's eyes were full of despair. The little boy holding her thighs looked up at the big knife that was getting closer and closer, and even the crying was stopped.

Everything seems to be a foregone conclusion.

However, just a moment before the big knife slashed the middle-aged man's neck, his fingers fell on the back of the knife. The big knife, which was cast very quickly, stopped less than half an inch from his neck. The coldness on the knife made the middle-aged man whose eyes had closed his eyes cold.

The situation where blood should have splattered on the spot did not appear, and the room suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked up in shock with the two fingers with big swords. The young monk who was still in the encirclement appeared beside the bald man at some point.

"The head of the family, Qi'er..." The young woman was slightly stunned, and suddenly threw herself into the middle-aged scholar's arms and hugged the little boy's head.

The scholar also opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the bald man with blue veins exposed on his forehead and the little monk who gently clamped the sword with two fingers on the side. He suddenly realized that he was saving him, and he couldn't help but say gratefully: "Thank you, my little master, for saving you."

"No, I should thank you for reminding you, they are indeed crazy." Tang Sanzang smiled and shook his head. There are always some people who are tough and unyielding.

The madmen also came back from their shock, and greeted Tang Sanzang in their hands, and others grabbed the woman and the girl standing at the back door with their eyes covered.
Chapter completed!