Chapter 437 The Child Was Robbed

Seeing the little monk holding the child and fleeing into the wind and rain, the whole family was shocked, and the young woman even exclaimed: "No! My child!"

She recovered from the panic, her face was pale, and she chased out without caring about the others: "Give me back the child! Give me back the child!"

"Come on!"

Because of this sudden change, the face of the middle-aged man changed greatly, and he saw the young woman chasing out despite the wind and rain.

"Bring the child back!" The young man was so shocked by the sudden change that his voice trembled, and he chased after him almost without thinking.

Seven or eight guards quickly chased out, and the two maids also carried their bags in a panic and chased out. For a while, the whole group ran out in the wind and rain, only the man in the brocade clothes, the driver, and a few people over there were left. Swordsman.

"Hey, be kind, are you okay now? The children have been robbed."

The brocade-clothed man sneered, but also stood up, looking at the group of people who were chasing out in the wind and rain, and muttered: "But I didn't expect that the little monk was so courageous that he would dare to rob the child? Just him. The weak appearance of the chicken with no strength in his hands, if he is caught up, he will be maimed if he is not killed."

"Young master, why do you think the little monk wants to find his own way? He ran into the wind and rain after robbing the child in the strong wind and rain, and he will definitely be caught up."

"I think my life is too long! Who doesn't have anyone these days? So, it's not good to be meddlesome these days." The man holding the sword said lazily, it was completely irrelevant to himself. gesture.

Outside, Tangning was scurrying around with her child in her arms. Even though it was windy and rainy, the child was wrapped in a thick blanket, and she was also protecting her in her arms. She was wrapped in the coat that was draped over her body, so she didn't get wet, on the contrary. After being carried away by Tangning, the child who had been crying a lot was actually obedient and stopped crying.

"Put the child down!"

The voice of the strongest middle-aged man with aura of spiritual power came from behind him in shock and anger. He chased after him. He thought that he would be able to catch someone in three or two strokes. However, this little monk was actually a hidden master. Can't even catch up with people.

"Little master, please return the child to me... Give me back the child... I can give you whatever you want, as long as you return the child to me..."

The young woman who was soaked by the rain behind was crying and begging. She was running and shouting. Tears mixed with the rain and fell down her cheeks. In the dark night, one accidentally kicked a stone, and she lost her balance and rushed forward. After falling to the ground, he cried and got up again and continued to chase.

For a mother, the child is her life.

"Yu'er!" The young man came to her side to support her, but she pushed him away.

"Chengzhi, leave me alone, chase, our child, chase!" She cried, running forward, panicked: "Why didn't the child cry? Why didn't you hear the child's cry? Did something happen to the child? Hurry up, hurry up!"

Just after they chased for a long distance, a rumbling thunder sounded in the sky, and a loud bang spread, accompanied by the sound of rumbling and rumbling, as if something was rolling.

They turned their heads in astonishment, and saw that at the moment when the lightning flashed, the torrential torrent rushed down, banging down...