After hearing the news from the old man, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but sigh.
It seems that Wings of Salvation is really in Dongdu, but its whereabouts are unknown and it will take some time to search.
"Thank you for informing me, uncle."
Yan Xiaomo sincerely thanked the old man, turned around, her eyes were very blank, her future was uncertain.
Wings of salvation, where are you?
ow "Grandpa, it's not good, it's not good, those robbers, the robbers have come to the village again."
Suddenly, a little boy hurriedly emerged from the cornfield, his eyes full of panic and fear, and tears streaming down his face.
It was quite distressing to see.
"What, those robbers are here again" The old man was startled, his expression changed, he quickly stood up from his stool, and walked around the corn field towards the village.
As people get older, their movements become slower.
Yan Xiaomo, Li Bai and Prince Lanling all followed the old man's pace.
They cannot ignore this kind of thing.
In this clear day, there are actually bandits attacking the village.
It seems that the public security in Dongdu is really bad.
When Yan Xiaomo and the others arrived, they saw a dozen bandits surrounding a man, but the man's back was turned to Yan Xiaomo and the others, so they could only see his back.
There were still many casualties in the village.
Yan Xiaomo saw corpses lying on the ground from a distance.
There were children crying next to some of the corpses.
Looking at such a scene, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in her nose.
It's so pitiful that those children have no relatives at such a young age.
And maybe you still watch your relatives being killed in front of you, which is simply too cruel.
Yan Xiaomo felt a hatred for those bandits coming from the bottom of her heart.
"Those robbers are simply disgusting."
Yan Xiaomo almost gritted his teeth, absolutely not letting these evil-doing bandits go.
"That nosy guy, come to me, everyone.
If you kill him, you will be rewarded heavily."
The bandit leader surrounded the nosy man in the middle line, not believing how capable this man was to deal with more than twenty of them.
"Those who want to challenge, line up and come one by one."
The man's deep voice sounded.
I held the samurai sword tightly in my hand, and the bulging veins on the back of my hand looked particularly fierce.
"Sorry, we are not warriors.
We will not come one by one.
Let's go together."
After the bandit leader finished speaking, he led his men to attack Miyamoto Musashi.
In just a few minutes, all those people were defeated by Miyamoto Musashi, and they were all lying on the ground unable to get up.
Yan Xiaomo looked at Miyamoto Musashi with admiration.
Miyamoto Musashi was indeed as powerful as the one in the game.
"There is nothing more lonely in the world than being invincible."
Miyamoto Musashi said calmly, carefully wiping his katana with a white cloth.
"Don't be complacent."
The bandit leader said viciously, slowly got up from the ground, and spat out the blood in his mouth.
Yan Xiaomo originally planned to go over and help, but seeing how easily Miyamoto Musashi dealt with the robbers, he could only watch from the sidelines.
Once he found out that Miyamoto Musashi couldn't deal with them, Yan Xiaomo and himself also had three Individually, the three of them are more than enough to deal with these twenty or so people.
The bandit leader took out a small black jar from his arms and threw it heavily to the ground. oshow7: