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The Return of the Condor Heroes-Jin Yong _ txt Novel Paradise

Thinking of the sadness, he dismounted and sat in the middle of the road, holding his head and crying. It was really sad and miserable, as if all the pains and troubles in the world were gathered in him. He had never seen his father, had never heard of him, and had never mentioned his mother, but he had dreamed of his father since he was young, and in his little heart, he had thought of his father as perfect, and there was no such good man in the world. Such a hero was killed by Guo Jing and Huang Rong. He cried for a while, and suddenly he heard the sound of hooves. Four horses galloped from the north, all of them Mongolian warriors. A man with a spear in his hand, carrying a baby of two or three years old on the spearhead, came running with laughter. The baby had not yet died, but it made a faint cry. Four Mongolian warriors were slightly surprised to see Yang Guo sitting at the intersection crying, but such a ragged Han youth was everywhere, and they didn't care. One of them shouted, "Make way, make way." He stabbed him with a spear. Yang Guozheng from the trouble, seize the spearhead a pull, pulled the warrior down, conveniently anti-spear sweep, the warrior flew straight out of Zhang Xu,Blowing Filling Capping combiblock, skull broken and died. The remaining three people saw that he was so brave that they shouted and fled back together, only to hear a clap, and the baby fell on the road. Yang Guo picked it up and saw that it was a Han Chinese child, fat and white, very cute. The spear was stabbed in the stomach for a while and died, but it could not be cured. It seemed that he was still calling "Mom" in his small mouth. When Yang Guo was in pain, his heart of compassion turned strong. Holding the half-dead child in his arms, he shed tears again. Seeing that he was in great pain, he killed him with a gentle slap and dug a hole in the ground with the spear of a Mongolian warrior to bury him. Only dug ten times,bottle blowing machine, suddenly heard the hoofbeats like thunder, in the sound of the horn, a large group of Mongolian soldiers rushed to. Yang Guo held the dead baby in his left hand and mounted the horse with a spear in his right hand. The thin horse was originally a warhorse who had been on the battlefield for a long time. Seeing the battle array, he was in high spirits and rushed to the Mongolian soldiers with a long hiss. Yang Guo's spear fell, turning over three or four people in a row, but when he saw countless enemy soldiers coming, he turned his horse's head and walked away. The arrows from behind came like locusts, and he brandished his spear one by one. The thin horse's feet were so fast that he threw the pursuers away in a moment, but he kept running in the wilderness. After a while, Yang Guo saw that it was getting late. He reined in and looked into the distance. The grass was growing all around, the strange rocks were pressing, and the dusk was dim. It was so quiet that there was no human voice. Not even a bird, a crow, or a sparrow could dismount. He was still holding the dead baby in his hands. His face was pale, his face was very painful, and his heart was sad. He thought, liquid bottle filling machine ,Blowing Filling Capping combiblock, "The parents of this child naturally love him as if he were alive. The child is dead No longer conscious, his parents will be heartbroken. How many adults and children will be killed along the way when these ferocious and cruel Mongolian soldiers March southward? These days, he had not stayed on the top of the barren mountain to heal his wounds. Unexpectedly, Yang Guo had followed him. At this time, of course, it was not effective at all. Even if Darba drove Yang Guo away,water bottle packaging machine, the struggle would make him restless and the injuries would be difficult to heal. But Yang Guo bowed and sang, saying, "I'm not here to make an enemy of the Master. Please don't be oversensitive." 。 gzxilinear.com