Koi adopted daughter jumps over the farm gate

"My son, how are you doing? Woohoo, son, what will you do if you die..."

Heart-piercing cries echoed in the mountains and forests, interrupting the joy of the villagers of Shenshu Village.

People from Shenshu Village and Xiashan Village gathered in this mountain forest. When the tiger came down, many people had no time to escape, and several people were bitten and scratched.

The people of Shenshu Village were so busy celebrating the tiger being killed that they forgot about the tiger that they had just witnessed hurting people.

The miserable cry made everyone feel sad, and they ran towards the cry.

"My son... my son..."

I saw an octogenarian man, leaning over a bloody man and weeping bitterly.

The blood man's neck was almost bitten off, and his face was covered with blood so that he couldn't see his true face. What was even more frightening was that one of his legs was bitten off, and he was thrown into the nearby grass.

Such a terrifying scene makes people tremble at the first sight.

"Han Bo..." Xia Qingpi called out.

The bloody people, who were neither relatives nor relatives, were scrubbed and tidied up.

Xie Xiaolian waved his hand: "That's impossible."

The blood man's father rolled his eyes and passed out when he saw the half of the leg that was bitten by the tiger.

A few young and bold people from Shenshu Village went to the grass to help pick up a broken leg, took off their clothes and cleaned it.

Bai Zhaomei looked and looked at the crowd, and asked Xie Xiaolian: "Where is my master?"

After Han Dalang's leg was connected, Village Chief Zhao assigned a few strong young men to help the father of the Han family carry his dying son home.

In the nick of time, he found that Xia Qinghe was hit by a man and fell towards the cliff. Xie Xiaolian didn't care about the tiger, turned over to save Xia Qinghe, grabbed her, and rolled to the bottom of the mountain like a human body.

Wu Langzhong: "..."

After speaking, he let out a long sigh.

Look at the old man who cried so hard, the white board was trembling uncontrollably, if he was killed by a tiger just now, how would his mother and daughter-in-law cry, and the little girl, who will support her in the future.

Alas, there are no dead bodies.

When the Bai family father and son saw the dying blood man on the ground, their emotions were more complicated than others.

If the tiger hadn't hit Bai Dazhuang's hoe, the bloody man lying on the ground would be a white wooden board.

When the old man heard this, he cried even more miserably!
The people of Shenshu Village looked sympathetic, but at the same time they were glad that they were not the ones bitten by the tiger.

More people had rejoicing on their faces, fortunately, the injuries on their bodies were not fatal.

"The people in your village are all neat and tidy." The village head of Xiashan Village sighed.

The old man woke up leisurely, and the village head of Xiashan Village let out a sigh of relief.

The villagers in Shenshu Village were not injured. The threat brought by the tiger disappeared after the tiger was killed, and the villagers regained their energetic spirit.

"The Han family now..." An older brother sitting near the bloody man, bleeding from his leg, grabbed the soil on the ground and sprinkled the wound on the wound to try to stop the bleeding, and said, "There are two children at home. When he goes, the old man's daughter-in-law What can I do?"

First, he expressed sympathy for the injured villagers, and then with a wave of his hand, he organized the villagers of the village to help the two doctors bandage the wounds and rescue the wounded.

The village head of Xiashan Village saw that the villagers of Shenshu Village were all in order, and looked at himself. One died and countless were injured. The whole village was in a state of disarray.

He was picked up by the crowd and carried to the flat ground. Wu Langzhong carried the medicine box and gave him the injection.

Bai Muban walked to the side of the blood man, enduring fear and vomiting.He took off his coat, wet his clothes with water from the kettle, and scrubbed the bloody man's face little by little.

Seeing the astonishment on Xie Xiaolian's face, Bai Zhaomei's eyes filled with tears, and she cried, "My master won't be eaten by a tiger, right?"

Xie Xiaolian rolled on a piece of thorns on his back, and Xia Qinghe's hands pressed his back against the thorns even harder, throbbing in pain.

"Xia... Miss Qinghe... are you okay?" Xie Xiaolian asked cautiously.

Fortunately, luck shined on Shenshu Village, and they went down to the mountain village so bad luck.

Xie Xiaolian slapped his head, yes, Xie Xiaolian.

Wu Langzhong was holding the medicine box hesitantly, and just about to nod, Zhang Yangjing stood up after bandaging a man's arm, and said first, "Let me do it!"

Just now on the mountain, when the tiger came out, he raised the red cherry gun to shoot and kill it.

"Well, the Han family is not easy to mess with, so maybe they are making trouble." The village head of Xiashan Village said to Zhao Defu with a sad face, and then said, "I heard that the tiger was beaten to death by your villagers."

Envy, jealousy and hatred are incomparable.

Zhang Yangjing and Wu Langzhong have been following the Tiger Squad in Shenshu Village. Since the villagers were not injured, their roles became dispensable.

People are dead, so what's the point of not picking up the legs.

Compared with the villagers of Xiashan Village where most of them were injured, Village Chief Zhao secretly rejoiced that Shenshu Village was lucky.Thinking of the day of departure, the little girl of Lao Bai's family forced the little girl to say a few auspicious words to everyone. Could it be that it really worked?

Bai Muban took Bai Dazhuang and Bai Zhaomei to cut down trees on the spot and helped make a stretcher.

He didn't take the leg, let alone the dead man's leg.

"Luck, luck." Village Chief Zhao said cautiously.

Sitting on the ground were villagers from Xiashan Village, with several broken arms, bloody legs, and bruised faces...

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, there is no way, the gods and Buddhas are all standing in Shenshu Village.

Xia Qinghe lay on Xie Xiaolian's body, looking at each other, both faces were flushed.

Village head Zhao was a little proud, but he didn't dare to show it. He pointed to the father and son of the Bai family and said, "Those father and son killed the tiger."

Village head Zhao and the village head of Xiashan Village had a face-to-face meeting, not daring to show the embarrassment of the tiger being beaten to death by the Bai family father and son in the village.

"It's okay, get up slowly." Xie Xiaolian endured the pain and said.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xia Qinghe's face turned pale with fright.

Should Zhao Defu be luckier than himself?

Only then did the people of Shenshu Village know that the blood man was from Xiashan Village and the cousin of Xia Qinghe's man.

The village head of Xiashan Village looked at the father and son of the Bai family with complicated emotions, and said, "It looks like a kind family."

At this time, in the Tiger Fighting Team in Xiashan Village, it came in handy.

Bai Dazhuang and Bai Zhaomei tremblingly squatted beside their father, one pouring water and the other helping to scrub.

"Then what? Wu Langzhong, uncle, can I ask you something?" Bai Muban raised his head, beckoned to Wu Langzhong, and begged, "Can you connect the legs of this young man of the Han family?"

Bai Dazhuang said softly: "Being bitten to death by a tiger is miserable enough. If you don't have a full body, you won't be able to survive in the field."

After resting, everyone went down the mountain one after another.

The two men in the family were folded into the mountains, and he had to be beaten into a sieve by the Han family.

Several young adults agreed simply.

"It's okay, it's you, to save me..." Xia Qinghe got up in a panic, but her feet were caught, she was unsteady, and she supported Xie Xiaolian with her hands.

In the snow disaster that year, the entire Nanguan Township had no disasters in Shenshu Village, and this time the tiger hunting was thanks to Shenshu Village...

You don't know your master's force value?
At this time, Xie Xiaolian was at the bottom of a thorny valley, protecting a person in front of a human cushion.

With lingering fear on their faces, they looked at the bloody man on the ground in horror, and some even vomited on the spot, or wept softly.

What the hell!

Village head Zhao just smiled and said nothing.

Xia Qinghe calmed down, moved her body carefully, grabbed a thick vine beside her, and bounced it to the ground.

Seeing that Qing He was safe and sound, Xie Xiaolian straightened up quickly.

With a sound of "Zi La", a large piece of the clothes on the back was torn off by the thorns.

Xie Xiaolian subconsciously clutched her chest, afraid of being driven by force, she took off the veil.

In front of the owner of the veil, stuffing someone else's veil on his chest, looks old and outmoded.