271. I've never been harassed like this in my life.

A stone flew straight at him, whistling through the air and striking Li Si's finger precisely!

With tremendous force, a crisp sound of bones cracking rang out, and his fingers instantly bent in the opposite direction!

Li Si let out a blood-curdling scream.

Zhang San and Zhao Wu, who were watching the show from the sidelines, were also startled. When they looked up, they saw Xie Wenling.

"Who are you?" The two were startled.

The person in front of them was a stranger. He was beautiful, with sharp eyes and an air of nobility, and seemed out of place in their village.

It was more like the arrogant and haughty high-ranking officials they had encountered before, who had once passed through the village.

And they weren't wrong.

Faced with Xie Wenling's murderous aura, Zhang San and Zhao Wu were so frightened that they retreated and went outside.

Li Si, whose fingers had been broken in several blows, was in excruciating pain and his mind was clouded. He looked up, his eyes bloodshot, and was about to yell, "I'll kill you—"

He didn't get a chance to finish his rant.

Xie Wenling swept his longsword horizontally, aiming directly for his neck!

It was a deadly move from the very first strike!

Li Si didn't even have time to scream before his neck was severed in half, blood gushing out, and he fell straight down.

Zhang San and Zhao Wu, who were outside, were completely stunned and trembling.

Zhao Wu screamed in terror, "Ah!! Murder! Murder!!!"

Behind them, there were also many villagers who followed them to move things and share the spoils, but they didn't walk as fast as the three of them.

Hearing Zhao Wu's scream, they all gathered around the door, peering in cautiously, but none dared to approach.

Inside the house——

Xie Wenling calmed down a bit and subconsciously turned to look at the little dumpling, afraid of scaring her.

Fortunately, his figure blocked Li Si's view, so the little dumpling couldn't see him clearly.

So, the little dumpling even looked at him with admiration: "Brother Xie is so amazing! When Yue'er grows up, she wants to be as amazing as Brother Xie!"

When she grows up, she wants to defeat the bad guys who bully her as easily as her brother Xie!

"Good," Xie Wenling said, finally relieved, and slowly smiled. "The county princess is indeed ambitious and exceptionally brave."

Then, he grabbed Li Si by the hair and dragged him outside.

People gathered outside, and when they saw him come out, they couldn't help but step back.

They were all holding farm tools, staring at him menacingly.

With their superior numbers, this group gained confidence.

Zhang San, in particular, squinted and looked him up and down, grinning lewdly.

Xie Wenling had just taken a bath and removed his armor; his long, black hair was still damp.

The incident happened so suddenly that he didn't even have time to tie his hair up. At this moment, his waist-length black hair was loose, covering his shoulders and chest.

In addition, he had feminine features, with a face as white as powder and lips as red as rouge, making him a very handsome man.

At first glance, it is indeed a beauty that is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

With Zhang San in mind, everyone had a preconceived notion, and when they looked at Xie Wenling, they thought she was a very tall woman.

Zhang San revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth: "This little wench is pretty, brothers, let's all go for her and take her down. Then we'll lock her in the pigsty and make her have our babies."

The saying "lust makes one lose their mind" caused many people to become restless and tempted.

Especially when Xie Wenling was all alone.

And Xie Wenling...

Xie Wenling had never experienced this kind of sexual harassment in his life.

There are many people who covet him, but in the past, most of the people he came into contact with were cultured scholars who considered themselves superior and would never fantasize about him in such a vulgar way.

Later, when he gained power and influence, no one dared to say these things to him.

He did have enemies and rivals, but most of them wanted to kill him outright, fearing that if he lived even a quarter of an hour longer, they would turn the tables on him.

In this situation, besides feeling disgusted, he was also somewhat surprised...

Of course, he wasn't going to waste any more time arguing with these people to prove he was a man.

He had a feeling that these lustful, inferior males wouldn't give up just because their targets were men... He even thought they might not even spare livestock.

He was simply comparing the strengths of both sides.

Although the opposing side was a motley crew, they were numerous.

He had removed his armor, was seriously injured, and had a little one to protect... His chances of winning were slim.

But showing weakness is impossible, because surrendering will not make the other side let him off the hook; it will only make the other side escalate their actions.

He said sarcastically, "You talk a good game, but you've done this kind of thing a lot, haven't you?"

"You'll find out how much you've done in time," Zhang San grinned nauseatingly. "Brothers, let's go!"

Immediately, a dozen or so men with malicious smiles on their faces rushed forward with farm tools.

Xie Wenling dodged to the side, but at the same time, he memorized the faces of these people.

At the same time, Zhao Wu shouted, "Go inside! Arrest that good-for-nothing! Don't worry about him refusing to comply later!"

Xie Wenling's gaze sharpened, and he looked at him with murderous intent: "You won't even spare a child?"

Zhao Wu looked confident: "Go ahead and curse, let's see how long you can keep up your act."

Xie Wenling really didn't have time to curse anymore. He was fighting more than a dozen people by himself and also had to guard the door to prevent anyone from entering, so he was naturally struggling to keep up.

He had studied swordsmanship and martial arts, and achieved excellent results.

But in any case, he majored in literature and served as a civil official.

He was neither a peerless swordsman nor a general who could hold off ten thousand men.

He was just a scholar with some martial arts skills.

In a short while, he had several more injuries.

"Brothers, let's go!" The group of men became even more excited.

The little dumpling was frantic inside the house: "What should I do? What should I do?"

She frantically ran around in circles: "System Auntie, help me!"

【well……】

The little dumpling heard a very soft sigh, yet it sounded just like a living person's.

Immediately afterwards, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky!

The bolt of lightning struck straight down in the center of the village, as if it were divine punishment!

The lightning didn't directly hit anyone, but its mere presence shocked everyone.

The villagers were completely terrified.

But Xie Wenling wasn't stupid. He didn't even have time to be surprised. Instead, he swung his longsword out again, accompanied by lightning!

The cold light almost stung their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a head fell to the ground.

The entire room fell silent.

Then came screams from the crowd as the group surged in and receded like a tide.

"Don't retreat! What are you afraid of?! He's just one person, how can he kill us all?!" Zhao Wu roared.

Xie Wenling wiped the blood from his face: "We may not be able to kill them all, but those who charge in the front will definitely die. Anyone who doesn't believe in this can try."

Naturally, no one dared to try, and the thunder came in a frightening and strange way, so the group scattered in disgrace.

Anyway, the two who were just killed were both old bachelors who idled away their time as hooligans, so naturally no one would want to avenge them.

After they left, Xie Wenling led the little dumpling back to the house, closed the door, and leaned against the wall to catch his breath.

"Brother Xie is so amazing!" The little dumpling looked up at Brother Xie with admiration.

“You’re the one who’s impressive,” Xie Wenling said, looking down at her instead. “The lightning was brought by the county princess, wasn’t it?”

The little dumpling blinked its eyes.

That seems to be the case, right?

She asked the system auntie for help, and the system auntie lowered her down.

However, Xie Wenling did not ask any further questions, or rather, he did not actually need an answer.

He wasn't that curious; he only knew that this strange power wouldn't harm them, and that was enough.

He simply looked up at the darkening sky and asked, "It's getting late. Is the princess hungry?"

The little dumpling patted its tummy: "Moon's hungry..."

So the two went to the kitchen.

However, the kitchen had been robbed several times and was in a complete mess.

"I heard Grandpa and Grandma talk about it!" The little dumpling ran to the fire pit under the stove with her short legs, plunged into the pit, and searched for a while with her little bottom sticking out. Finally, she crawled out again with two big potatoes in her arms.

She proudly held up the potato high: "Look! Grandpa and Grandma told Yue'er that they would hide some food inside to prevent the soldiers from stealing it!"

But in the end, it wasn't the soldiers who robbed the most, but the villagers.

Her freshly washed face was covered in wood ash again.

Xie Wenling felt both heartbroken and gratified.

These people really didn't intend to leave the little dumpling a way out, but the little dumpling was indeed smart and hardworking, trying every possible way to survive.

"Hmm, the county princess is really smart." Xie Wenling took the potato. He had never uttered a sound even when he was injured, but now his eyes couldn't help but redden.

The little dumpling puffed out its chest: "Mmm, Yue'er is smart!"

"I'll bake the potatoes; we'll make do with this for dinner," Xie Wenling said.

The little dumpling shook its head seriously: "Beans are delicious."