2020: Wedding Invitations!_3

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"Hehehe..."

Soon, a hundred marauders had Suo Lun and his two companions completely encircled.

As a mid-level Samurai, Suo Lun alone with his sword could probably kill a dozen or twenty marauders, but there were several hundred in front of him.

Moreover, the leaders of the marauders were several high-level Samurai.

So, the odds were grim in this battle.

Suo Lun couldn't help but say to the little girl behind him, "Girl, I told you, uncle is a good person, right?"

At this moment, the little girl finally nodded her head.

"What's your name, girl?" Suo Lun asked.

"Anan," the little girl said.

However, this was not a name; it was a family too poor to name their daughter.

"Anan, hold your aunt's hand tight, uncle can only do his best," Suo Lun said.

"Whooosh whooosh..."

At that moment, about a dozen marauders charged at Suo Lun with fierce slashes of their knives.

"Swoosh..."

Suo Lun wielded his sword in defense.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh..."