Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

At this time, the officer and soldier who was blinded by the sand finally recovered.

He widened his eyes angrily: "Give me a fire! Burn this stinky girl and this plagued village to death!"

Gu Nuo'er raised her head and stared at them with dark eyes.

"I see who dares!"

She is petite in stature, but does not hide her fierce aura.

The officers and soldiers held the torches and were stunned for a while, wondering if they should move.

Gu Nuo'er looked at them, and there was a trace of anger in Shui Lingling's eyes.

"My father has said that saving people is the most important thing. Elder Liu Ge even sent people to burn the village. When I was a child, I thought he was not a good thing! To be so obsessive, to secretly send troops to burn the village, do you want to slander that Uncle Bai Yi did it? of!"

"Bold! You can call Liu Ge's name too?"

Gu Nuo'er raised her chin: "What's wrong with me shouting, I can cut off his head! Not only his, but yours, but also yours!"

She circled her little finger.

"Little girl film! The tone is very arrogant!"

The leading officers and soldiers wanted to go forward and catch Gu Nuoer.

But she thought that she had been plotted just now.

Now walking is still in eight characters!

This little girl looks young and has too many ghost ideas.

He snatched the torch from the hand of his accomplice: "I set it on fire today, let me see what you can do to me!"

After all, he held up the torch and threw it directly to the fence yard beside him.

A villager who was lying on the ground suddenly cried: "No! My mother is still lying inside, sir, please spare her life!"

"Sorry for mercy, if you get sick, you all have to die!" The officers and soldiers were vicious and showed no mercy.

However, the torch hit the wall and fell off again.

Half the sparks didn't ignite.

The officers and soldiers were stunned: "What's going on?"

He didn't believe in evil, and quickly walked over to pick up the torch.

Then he threw it violently to the position where the haystacks and dry wood were piled up next to the house.

However, the torch still did not ignite a little flame.

Instead, it gradually disappeared.

Gu Nuoer clenched her fists and stood in front of Kongjue.

Her pink lips were delicate, she pursed her lips at this moment, and said extremely coldly: "I said, don't burn the village!"

"It doesn't make sense! It's impossible not to burn!"

How can fire meet dry wood and dry grass without burning the truth?

The officers and soldiers felt that the door was evil, and he grabbed another torch, directly wanting to light the curtain hanging on the door.

However, there are still no sparks.

"Strange..." He was extremely puzzled.

He took the torch close to his calf.

Immediately with a "swoosh", the flames burst into the sky!

It was as if wine and kerosene had been poured on him, and it burned very fast.

The flames covered the whole person!

The screams of officers and soldiers resounded all around.

It was so terrifying, it made the viewers shudder!

Gu Nuoer pouted and snorted coldly.

She had already warned that the village was not to be burned, but this person refused to listen.

The little guy turned around, pretended to push hard, and pulled away the rope that was originally a dead knot.

Kongjue was helped by her to stand up.

Gu Nuo'er fluttered her dark eyelashes and looked up at him: "Brother monk, are you okay?"

Kongjue shook his head.

He looked at the group of burning people, rolling back and forth on the ground.

The officers and soldiers around wanted to go up to help, but they were afraid of being set on fire together.

The faces of the people were full of fear.

Kongjue sighed: "Amitabha, the wicked have their own harvest, and it is also retribution."

Gu Nuo'er looked back to see how that person was burning.

Kongjue covered her eyes.

"Still don't look at it, be careful and be afraid."

Gu Nuo'er's long eyelashes flickered.

Scraping the air felt itchy palms.