The sword is the devil

Chapter 66 The Lesson of Blood

On the treetops hundreds of feet away, two figures loomed, one human and the other a tiger-headed human.

The tiger-headed man was trembling with physical and mental pain, "Just to eliminate the remnants of your human beings, almost all the psychic creatures in my Baiyang Forest were lost! You have to be cruel and considerate, and in the end let our Baiyang monster clan be the scapegoat ?

You obviously have countless ways to deal with them, why drag it here?Why are there two practitioners among them! "

Human beings were indifferent, "This is not superfluous! All the existences who betrayed the State of Shan must die!
How stupid do we have to be to allow them to flee to other countries and continue their carefree lives?Then wait until they are full and clothed before recalling who brought them to this point?Then there will be a few little bastards whose lifelong goal is to destroy the Shan Kingdom and Quanzhen?
Poplar forest is the best place to bury bones, no one knows, no one cares... Well, I also admit that there was a little accident, these two Xiaoxiu were very persistent and able to fight, I thought they If there is any disharmony in the matter, he will turn around and leave.

Two idiots... Send a signal, too many creatures have died, I can't bear it, it's time to end! "

The tiger-headed person was furious, "Since so many people have died, they should be extinct! Why are these two people left behind? They must pay the price! I will leave the words here today. That's the same sentence!"

The human monk sighed, "Are you sure?"

The tiger-headed person showed no sign of weakness, "I'm sure!"

An inexplicable force burst out suddenly, and the next moment, the tiger's head had returned to its full form. A Banlan tiger knelt down on the ground, and was pinned down by a human monk with one hand, unable to move!
A smile appeared on the corner of the monk's mouth, "Why? Let me tell you, it's because human beings are nobler than the monster race! Why are you dissatisfied with exchanging dozens of lives with the poplar forest monster race? Do you want the lives of human monks?
Hutou, after all these years, you don't know who you are anymore?You dare to speak about Li Duwei, just based on this, you will die! "

Hutou kept struggling, "It turns out that you Quanzhen Sect have long wanted to destroy my Baiyang monster clan..."

The human monk laughed, "A man who is about to die, his words are good; you are a tiger who is about to die, and his words are clear!
Yes, there will be some changes between Shan Kingdom and Anhe, so the Baiyang Forest Monster Race will have no meaning of existence, affecting communication and business routes...

Originally, this matter is not urgent, but why do you force me?Forcing a force that can control your life and death, what do you think? "

With a spitting force, the tiger's head turned into a dog's head.

The monk looked at the battlefield from a distance, and murmured: "This is done, it doesn't follow the script at all... two idiots!"

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Hou Tiao was still swinging the sword, relying only on instinct and muscle strength, he couldn't last a moment in such a battle,
He was dizzy, his body was weak, his consciousness was blurred, and he was dripping with blood... Waving, he felt something was wrong, why hasn't the expected beast kiss come yet?
He stopped the sword, leaned on the sled frame like a boy, tried to open his blurred eyes, and suddenly found that those abnormal creatures had disappeared without a trace.

He didn't even have the energy to think about why?The only thing that can be done is to try to carry the inspiration of heaven and earth, and inject the source of life into the dry meridians.

Surrounded by death-like silence, blood seeped into the fallen leaves for a few feet, even the monsters who were always delighted by the sight of blood were frightened by such tragedy, and hid far away, none of them dared to turn their heads.

A moment later, the meridian was reinfused with spiritual power, as if the rain was coming after a long drought; he did not act rashly, and there was no increase in spiritual power at this time, and there was more hope of survival.

He could feel that the boy was also trying to recover, but the speed of recovery was not flattering.

Only at this time can he pay a little attention to the surrounding situation... It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The corpses of beasts and human corpses are mixed together, and it is no longer possible to tell them apart.

A sense of sadness rose in his heart. Although he hadn't figured out the reason until now, he knew very well that all of this was not simple.

He is just a small, insignificant pawn.

All of this should not have happened, or should not have happened in this way; he doesn't like this kind of Quanzhen religion, not because it is a magic gate, but because it is not as hearty as the magic gate, but full of fly-on-the-wall. calculating.

What is the truth?It doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that he is aware of the responsibility on his shoulders, he hopes to bring changes to the practice world of this world through his lying down, at this moment, he has the urge to see Chongling for the first time.

Half an hour later, the boy recovered, his eyes were confused, "We failed! The guards are still alive, but the guards are all dead..."

Hou Tiao was speechless, stood up, and searched his surroundings in vain. Suddenly, he took a few steps and turned over the corpse of a roaring bear. Under the wide paws of the roaring bear, a woman had already lost half of her head. , but in the woman's arms, she was still holding a four or five year old girl tightly!

The child is very sensible, neither crying nor fussing, just watching him quietly,
"We didn't fail, at least one was saved!"

The two of them didn't care whether the beast horde would come or not, it was already like this, life was so insignificant; they searched around carefully, but unfortunately, there was no survivor except this girl.

Of the 37 people, only three survived!
Dragging their tired steps, the two walked out of the poplar grove, and when they saw the sun again, they didn't feel any relief, only endless heaviness.

Too tired, they camped by a small river by the forest, relatively silent; Hou Tiao had nothing to say, as the mastermind of this operation, he was responsible for this utter failure.

The boy was silent, he seldom did good deeds, he didn't expect to do such a result once in a while?
The little girl seems to be a mute, she eats even if she is given food, and she doesn't answer when asked, it seems that the impact is too great, and the young heart can't bear it, it can only be left to time, or a good environment?
As the night passed, all three knew that none of the other was really asleep, but they all pretended to be sleeping well.

The young man walked to his side, "I'm going back, I'm going back to learn swordsmanship, I want to learn swordsmanship like yours."

Hou Tiao was speechless, knowing that it was a young man's self-esteem to blame, "It's not bad to stay in Anhe, the Taoist sect here will welcome a brave young man like you very much, and you are not very old."

The young man shook his head stubbornly, "No, you can't learn swordsmanship here. If you want to learn swordsmanship, you can only go back and join the Quanzhen Sect. Don't worry, I will come to the school to find you in a year!"

Hou Tiao didn't know how to persuade him, it seemed inappropriate?
"It's up to you, by the way, you haven't told me your name yet, are you still unwilling to say it?"

The boy lowered his head and seemed to be struggling, but he still kept his promise, "My name is Fang Erwa..."

Hou Tiao held back her laughter, children in small places are like this, it's already pretty good, and they have a big name.

"So, we are friends now? Is this your nickname? Erwa is the second child, Yazi. Is your first name Fang Yazi?"

The boy raised his head and smiled, "Yes, my name is Fang Yazi!"

(End of this chapter)