The person who fell to the ground was Huang Juren.

First, there was a "ah" sound, and then the county magistrate stopped abruptly.

In the blink of an eye, the two men who were in love became two corpses on the ground and went to accompany the road to the underworld.

Huo Bao looked at the man and moved to the weapon in the other party, with an inexplicable look on his face.

By chance, both of them had maces in their hands.

The difference is that Huo Bao is a single mace and a purple gold four-edged mace; the man is a double mace and a black iron mandarin duck mace.

The man entered the room alone, but Huo Bao was not alone, while Shui Jin, Huo Bao and others were in the room.

Seeing that Huo Bao was moving, everyone was moving.

However, the staff in front of them were obviously slightly stronger than those in Sifanglou, and they were the best in number. For a moment, the scouts were at a disadvantage.

Huo Bao waved his purple gold mace, and killed several people in just a few steps, relieving the crisis of the Scouts.

The man was not restrained, and wherever the black iron mace went, flesh and blood were flying everywhere.

"Bang!"

"ah!"

"Ao!"

After half a cup of tea, there were less than ten people standing in the room, and there were a piece of them on the ground.

Apart from the ones who died directly, there were only four or five people who were breathing on the ground, with fear on their faces.

"Sir, spare your life!"

"Ah! Don't come here!"

These people were still begging. Huo Bao was approaching and wiped his neck with a dagger.

"Pu" and "Pu" the last two corpses landed on the ground.

Huo Bao was splashed with blood on his face, and he wiped it randomly, standing behind Huo Bao.

He saw that Uncle Bao did not hold back and directly smashed the people's heads. Uncle Bao was always soft-hearted and had his own intentions to act like this, so he followed suit.

Mr. Deng hugged his granddaughter and refused to let her see the scene in front of him, but he couldn't avoid it.

The blood on his face faded away, and he looked at Huo Bao and others with a little fear.

Where did this killing star come from?

At this age, how ruthless it is?

Huo Bao's attention was all on that man.

The man touched the Xuan Iron Mace, then licked his thumb, which was stained with brain or blood, and narrowed his eyes, which looked a bit enjoyable.

TMD, what's wrong here!?

Huo Bao felt scared.

This man seemed to have heard the county magistrate's persuasion, but he broke Huang Juren's neck casually.

Is this mood normal?

Huo Bao was also bad, so he took the opportunity to give the county magistrate a mace and send him back to his hometown.

There is no way, but this county magistrate has no lower limit. He can bend and stretched, and his mouth is too good to fool people.

If the man is really told to contact the prefecture, the situation in Chuzhou will be difficult to open up.

It was a bit strange, so Huo Bao had to kill someone and cut off the man's retreat.

The "fight" in the guest room ended, and the situation changed at the door.

The "housekeepers" guarding the gate all became hedgehogs and were killed. A team of elite soldiers were waiting for the bow, facing the guest room.

Originally, it was a man in three parties, and one party was destroyed, and the remaining two parties were about to see the best?

When Shui Jin, Huo Bao and others met, they didn't look good on their faces and stood in front of Huo Bao.

Huo Bao held the purple gold mace without fear.

If you really want to turn against each other immediately, whoever is afraid of it will be hard to say.

The three generations of the Deng family's grandchildren are only a few steps away from themselves.

"Huh? We won!" The girl broke away from her grandfather's arms and looked at the ground lying. She was not frightened, but was happy.

Children are unaware of things, but are not afraid of life and death.

The man's eyes fell on Huo Bao's hand, as if he had seen clearly what was in his hand.

"Purple Gold Four-edged Mace?"

"Um!"

"Your surname is fifth?"

"My surname is Huo!" Huo Bao frowned.

Master, Grand Master can recognize him, but the ancestors don’t need to be replaced.

"The fifth commander's sister is in the Huo family. A nephew once followed the fifth commander in Fancheng. After the city was broken, he disappeared. Which descendant are you from?" The man's eyes were a little inexplicable.

“…”

Huo Bao couldn't answer.

Could that great master of the Lishi really have a connection with the fifth coach?

But this strength is passed down from the ancestral place, but the purple gold mace is not passed down from the ancestral place. What's going on?

As a loyal and martyr in the previous dynasty, there are many rumors among the people, but this is the first time Huo Bao has heard of this.

"You... Deng is the fifth coach's mother tribe, Deng?" Huo Bao asked back.

Even if you are a child raising a son-in-law, there are not many people who change their surnames, so it is not more direct to becoming an adopted son.

Deng Jian’s “Deng” should be his original surname, not from Mr. Deng.

Those who can know the relationship between the fifth handsome relatives are mostly the fifth handsome relatives and friends.

The fifth coach's mother's surname is Deng. Is this a coincidence?

Deng Jian nodded, with a close look on his face.

The girl listened and concluded: "Dad, then our family is the fifth handsome relative, and so is the little brother. Then aren't our two families turning a corner?"

"It's not a turn. His ancestors were the nephew of the fifth family and the great-grandson of our Deng family. They have the blood of two families..."

"That's great, then... the little brother is my cousin?"

"Is it my cousin or uncle, I have to discuss it again!"

Huo Baogui.

Even if Mr. Huo is the fifth handsome nephew and the great-grandson of the Deng family, it will be several lifetimes after being passed down to him.

The four or five generations of people are far away, let alone cousins.

Why did the father and daughter meet each other?

"Can you... recognize the wrong person? There are too many people in the world with the surname Huo?" Huo Bao said embarrassedly.

"You can't be wrong! Your strength is to inherit the Deng family, you can't be wrong!" Deng Jian felt a little proud.

“…”

Huo Bao understood the confidence of this man entering the guest room alone.

Even without Huo Bao and others, these more than a dozen soldiers were not in his eyes.

The expansion of the troops was 20,000 and the separatist ruled the county town. This man was not just a trick, but his huge force should be based on his power.

Didn’t this huge power be passed down from the ancestors of the Huo family? Did it originate from the Deng family?

Before Huo Bao spoke, Huo Bao could no longer help but said curiously: "Uncle Bao, is Grandpa Gaozu really the fifth handsome nephew? Calculate the time when Grandpa Gaozu settled in Nanshan Village, just around the founding of the country, this time is right. Our Huo family really has a relationship with the fifth handsome?"

Deng Jian looked at Huo Bao, looked at him twice, and saw that he was not tall, thin, withered and dry, and his weapon was just a short dagger, showing a little disgust.

Huo Bao felt a little aggrieved and muttered: "Do you blame me if your ancestors don't open your eyes? Uncle Bao has great strength, Brother Shitou, and my brother is stronger than ordinary people, so I didn't catch anything."

Deng Jian turned his head and said to Huo Bao: "Are you Huo Shan's great-grandson? Then your father is the same generation as me, and you are really the same generation as Xiuxiu. You should call me a cousin."

"Cousin!" Xiuxiu took a little excitement, came to Huo Bao, and brought a little delight to please.

The name Huo Shan is matched with the great master again.

Huo Bao nodded to Xiaoluoli, as if he had received the title of "cousin".

The "cousin" holding 20,000 soldiers in his hand, let alone one, wouldn't even be too many to come and fight.

"Cousin!" Huo Bao put away his purple gold mace and bowed.

"Okay, okay!" The man was quite moved and helped Huo Bao.

Mr. Deng stood aside and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's the case, it's not an outsider. The room is so frightening, so it's better to talk in a different place!"

The old man was used to the worldly love. From the initial fright to the calmness, it only took a quarter of an hour. Seeing that the two of them had recognized their relationship, the two men were still confronting each other, so they could not say anything.

After changing the place, I went to the North City, which was the military camp that Hou Xiaoming had sneaked into and explored before.

Huo Bao was a little curious, but Hou Xiaoming followed behind him with a little guilty feeling.

The man glanced at Hou Xiaoming and praised Huo Bao: "Is this your little brother? He is a clever person. He has let him leave it alone!" He looked at the scout who had been staring at the city gate again: "This child is also smart. I thought he was a servant of the Huang family, and it turned out that he was yours."

How can those who can expand their troops by 20,000 in the next month be given for free?

As he heard this, the scouts infiltrated into the military camp or stalking, were all in Deng Jian’s eyes.

"I didn't know I was my cousin before, but it was abrupt. Fortunately, my cousin didn't care..." Huo Bao said, but he couldn't help but feel scared.

This is because Deng Jian was eager to go out of the city to collect food and grass, and he didn't take his hands to clean it up, otherwise these people would be unable to save their lives.

Huo Bao's previous sense of satisfaction that had been born from the scout's ability, disappeared.
Chapter completed!