C12 Suffering Childhood(3)

For the past two years, Yue Bo, who had never shed tears, had been crying sorrowfully in front of the kind Zhao Tong. This made Zhao Tong feel that this six-year-old child must have had a past and past that she could not bear to recall, so she quickly grabbed a hot towel and wiped the child's face, saying, "Child, men don't cry and must become strong. If you don't want to give up, then live in my house and stop begging."

Yue Bo's tears flowed as he stared blankly at Shopkeeper Zhao. He couldn't believe that such a good thing had happened. When Zhao Tong saw this, she said tenderly, "Is it true? Can you be my son?"

"Mom!" Yue Bo shouted in a clear voice when he heard this.

Disregarding everything, he jumped off the bed and kneeled on the floor, kowtowing to his mother. "Your son kowtowed to my mother!"

"My good son, hurry up and cover your bed with the blanket. Mommy has already sent someone to make clothes for you."

The great benefactor, Widow Wu, took in the little beggar son as an adopted son, and gave him a proper name: Zhao Yuebo.

That night, there were ten banquets. When the people on the market saw Yue Bo dressed in brocade, he looked as beautiful as a doll in a New Year painting. They all praised him, "This is a good reward. The heavens have sent an immortal child to Widow Zhao."

I almost froze to death in the snow. I didn't expect to faint at the doorstep of a good man. Not only was I revived, I even got to know a beautiful and kind mother. I had a very warm home and a very nice name. "Haha …"

Only in Yue Bo's young heart did he know what it meant to eat well, to be happy and to be happy. However, this happy and luxurious life didn't last for long. One year later, on a spring night, just after enjoying the warmth and happiness of the human world, the heavens seemed to joke with him. Yue Bo, who was over seven years old, was woken up by a series of screams.

When he put on his clothes and ran out, he was hugged by the servant, Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang tied a bundle onto his body and said: "Young Master, quickly escape through the back door. Dozens of fierce bandits came to the house, they kill anyone they see, and your mother told you to escape quickly."

"Where's my mother?"

"She's in the front yard fighting those thieves. She's very worried about you, so she told me to come and take you out the back door." Aunt Wang said in a trembling voice, "She fought with the bandits in front and is already injured."

When little Yue Bo heard this, he cried, "Mom …!" As she ran through the yard, Aunt Wang didn't hug her and didn't dare to chase after her. She could only sigh and run for her life.

In the courtyard in front of Zhao Tong's home, Zhao Tong was holding two Lancets with both of her hands as she engaged in a life and death battle with dozens of Masked Man s. Almost all of the family employees were killed, and more than a dozen Masked Man s were lying around Zhao Tong.

"He Hua Ping, grandaunt will fight to the death today. If you have the guts, then come up here." As Zhao Tong spoke, she chopped down a few more Masked Man s. Then, with a long roar, she soared into the air and brandished her twin blades towards He Hua Ping.

Seeing this, He Hua Ping retreated a few steps and shouted, "You ungrateful bitch! If you continue to be so stubborn, don't blame me for forgetting our brotherly friendship." As he spoke, he swung his sword towards Wu Hong.

At this moment, Yue Bo arrived just in time. Seeing that his mother was in a dangerous situation, he picked up a handful of Longsword from the ground and leaped towards He Hua Ping. He Hua Ping, who was attacking Zhao Tong together with his comrades, never dreamed that he would die so easily under the sword of a seven year old child.

Little Yue Bo was anxious to save his mother. Although it was his first time killing someone, the tragic sight of Zhang's mother being killed in front of his eyes was deeply engraved in his young heart. Since then, his hatred had made him forget his fear.

Therefore, seeing that someone was going to kill Zhao Family's mother again today, Yue Bo was immediately enraged. Without any hesitation, he tried to retaliate, wanting to protect his mother at all costs. He wanted to end He Hua Ping's life, throw away the Longsword in his hands, and grind his teeth while roaring in anger: "Don't hurt my mother!" Waving his small hands, he charged into the crowd surrounding his mother.

Even his adoptive mother Zhao Tong was shocked. She didn't know that her adopted son had such a good foundation in martial arts, and just as she was in a daze, he received three more serious injuries on his body.

In the blink of an eye, three or four Masked Man s had already fallen to the ground. It was a pity that he was too small, his strength was too weak, and his skills were even weaker. In just a short moment, those few people who had been knocked down climbed back up one by one and once again surrounded him viciously.

Seeing that, Yue Bo immediately used the Imperial Qi Cultivation Method from the Tai Bai Heart Sutra and flipped a few times in the air, using the "Dragon Claw Tiger Fist". This set of martial arts palms, fists and claws were all common, he stepped on Masked Man's head like a dragon swimming in the wind, with a pair of small hands waving up, specializing in attacking Masked Man's eyes, causing seven or eight Masked Man s to instantly fall down while covering their eyes with their hands.

Seeing her son was so powerful, her expression shook. She used all the strength in her body and wielded her twin swords. In that instant, sword light danced in the air and sword beams shot out in all directions. All of the Masked Man around her started to fall one after another.

The mother and son pair's bravery was beyond the expectations of the Masked Man. Upon seeing this, the blue robed Masked Man, who was holding onto the Longsword and was watching the battle, immediately shouted out. "Two …"

Immediately, dozens of archers appeared on the roofs of the houses in the front and back rows. Zhao Tong shouted when she saw the situation, "Son, run!"

Just as Zhao Tong and Yue Bo were being surrounded by arrows, Yue Bo heard his Master's voice in his dreams, "Target: The man in blue robes, Chang'e running the moon..."

Hearing the immortal master's voice, Yue Bo was extremely excited, he immediately jumped in front of the blue robed Masked Man like a small dragon. Before the blue robed Masked Man even finished reciting the word "two", he saw a flash in front of him, and his eyes were ripped out by the dragon claws, causing him to fall to the ground and roll in pain.

"I saved your mother and left, hurry up the roof and run towards the Yellow River."

Seeing their leader's eyes being dug out by a six or seven year old child, the dozens of Masked Man s were all shocked. Just as they were shocked, "Chu Jiang, Heroine" Zhao Tong soared into the air and flew away.

By the time they had recovered, little Yue Bo had already climbed onto the roof and knocked down a few archers, then quickly ran towards the river.

"Chase!" Seeing that Zhao Tongfei had left, the group of Masked Man could only chase after her to grab the children to report back.