Upon hearing this, the old village chief panicked and said quickly: "Grandpa, grandpa, those are my three grandsons, please show some mercy."
"Get lost!" The leading bandit kicked the old village chief down and signaled, "Bring those three little devils down!"
However, on the donkey cart, when the two bandits stretched out their hands to pull Yue'er off, Mu Chen, who was next to Yue'er, picked up a branch nearby and hit the outstretched hands.
"call out!"
“Hiss!”
The bandit cried out in pain and retracted his hand. When he saw a kid hitting him with a branch, murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Kid, you're looking for death!" He swung the knife in his other hand fiercely at Mu Chen.
“clang!”
At that moment, Haoer stepped forward, pulled out the dagger on his leg to block the knife that was chopped towards his brother. With a surge of hidden strength in his hand, he deflected the opponent's knife while slashing the dagger in his hand towards his neck.
"call out!"
"hiss!"
The speed was so fast that the bandit didn't even have time to react. He just gasped, then fell backwards in horror with his eyes wide open.
"Bang!"
His body fell to the ground, and the blood from his neck seeped out, staining the sand on the ground red, shocking everyone outside.
However, Hao'er tightly grasped the dagger, his hand trembling slightly, a stern look on his little face, and stared at the dead bandit lying on the ground with determination and coldness in his eyes, and spoke clearly word by word to his brother and sister-in-law who were staring at the scene with wide eyes beside him.
"My mother said that you should never show mercy to someone who wants to kill you. You should kill him before he wants to kill you!" He took a deep breath, looked at Mu Chen and Mu Yue, and asked, "Did you remember?"
"Remember." The two little guys came to their senses. Although there was a hint of fear in their eyes, there was more determination.
The old village chief and the man looked at the bandit lying on the ground in shock, watching him twitching until he died in just a moment. They couldn't help but hold their breath and looked at the three children who walked out from behind the curtain.
The leading bandit saw his brothers being killed and thought that there was some powerful person hiding in the donkey cart, but he didn't expect that only three children came out from behind the curtain.
There were three children dressed in robes made of fine fabrics. The oldest was no more than eight or nine years old, and the youngest looked no more than three years old. However, they were very delicate and outstanding in appearance. It was obvious at first glance that they were not the grandsons that the old man had described.
However, at this moment, the older child was holding a dagger in his hand and looking at him with a stern face. That look made him feel inexplicably cold in his heart, but after he recovered, he felt a little ashamed.
He was actually shocked by an eight or nine-year-old child? Damn it!
"What are you still standing there for? Catch them!" the leading man shouted, waving a knife and ordering his men to come forward.
"Take care of yourselves." Hao'er said, tightening the dagger in his hand, and the next moment, his figure flashed forward.
Even if his cultivation had not recovered, with his physical skills and training, his instinctive attacks were enough to make those low-level bandits unable to resist.
Hao'er left no one alive and killed all the dozen bandits one by one with his sword. The leading bandit was so scared when he saw the dead bodies on the ground that his face turned pale and he turned around and wanted to run away.