The government assigns a daughter-in-law, which needs to be chosen?

"Are these the natives of this world? And the warriors here, the power of Qi and blood is so mixed, they are really weak!"

As soon as this group of foreign guests entered the confines of this far north village, the young man in the golden battle suit just glanced at them and shook his head with deep disdain.

Although the others did not speak, a look of contempt appeared on their faces.

Coming from a wider world, they themselves carry a sense of arrogance. Now that they see how weak the natives are, they can't help but look down upon them even more.

Even the two middle-aged men in the lead were no exception at this time.

It's not that they are uncultivated, but that the indigenous people in this world are indeed too weak.

Not to mention those ordinary civilians, even those warriors who have practiced are weak and pitiful. It is not that their cultivation is weak, but that their energy and blood are too mixed, as if they are disabled.

If such cultivating warriors are placed where they are, even beings at a lower level can challenge them at will.

If they are fighting in the same realm, they can be suppressed by raising their hands. The two are not in the same world.

It is said that scholars look down upon each other.

But there is a sentence that is more straightforward, that is, Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second.

For these cultivation masters with strong vitality and blood, they are more competitive, and the same is naturally true in this aspect.

"Who are you?"

While this group of people were talking about each other, a child playing at the entrance of the village noticed them and walked up to ask.

The child was a tough-looking boy, wearing a leather jacket sewn from animal skins, with snot dripping from his face. He looked very simple and honest. He was not afraid of strangers and looked at the group of people as he spoke.

The young man in golden armor couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly when he saw the child who took the initiative to ask. He slowly stepped forward and put his hand on the child's head.

"Who do you think we are?"

There was a smile on his lips, and he looked very friendly. With that impressive face, he was really something like that.

Children are indeed very courageous. Even strangers put their hands on their heads and were not timid. They tilted their heads slightly and said after thinking: "Seeing that you are dressed so strangely, you must not be from our local area. You must be foreigners." , a stranger who comes for adventure, right?”

Although the extreme north is bitterly cold, this place is filled with mystery, and it still attracts strong people to explore from time to time.

Some of them would also stay in the village and get some supplies. After all, in such a harsh and cold climate, no one would want to sleep in the wilderness, let alone the problem of food and drink.

"You are such a clever little boy."

After the child finished answering, the young man's smile became even brighter as he praised.

"Hehe~"

Being praised by others can be said to be the happiest thing for children.

"Kid, for your little cleverness, uncle is going to give you a gift."

The young man continued to smile.

"What gift?"

This tiger-headed child is indeed very courageous. In other words, children who grow up in harsh environments such as the Far North are more courageous than those in peaceful places, and their temperaments are also more cheerful and enthusiastic. When I heard that there was a reward, I immediately Even happier.

In his opinion, these outsiders are usually very generous, and they have many things that they don't have here. For example, the crystal candy he ate last time was so sweet that he still thinks about it to this day.

He often stays and plays in the village just because he has this little Jiujiu.

The foreigners in front of them look more affluent, and the rewards will definitely be better.

"I will send you to reincarnation, and you will be reborn in a good family in your next life."

The young man said with a smile. He looked like a sunny brother, but the words in his mouth were creepy.

Although the tiger-headed child is still young, he is not a fool, not to mention that when he sees the big brother stroking his head, his eyes become more and more scary.

"I don't want any gifts!"

He said hurriedly, struggling to run back to the village.

But he failed to struggle away. Instead, the hand holding his head became tighter and tighter, and the severe pain felt like it was about to explode.

Finally, it really exploded and was crushed by the young man.

He casually discarded the child's body and shook off the dirt on his hands. The smile on his face did not change at all during the whole process.

After all this was completed, he said with a gentle smile: "Uncle is so kind to give you a gift, how can you not want it? No need to thank you, it's just a small gift."

After finally answering the child's words, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Let's rest in this village for a while and adapt to the rules of the world here. In order not to cause trouble, let's kill all these weak natives here, so that they can reflect their final value."

His smile remained unchanged, but this smile was even colder and more chilling.

When he mentioned the words "out of context", he deliberately hit the mark. The two leading middle-aged men looked at each other. They knew very well that these words were said to them intentionally.

In fact, in the final analysis, it was because the other party was bloodthirsty and deliberately gave them eye drops to show their status.

But they understand, but they still can only endure it, or even execute it.

After all, the other party had just brutally killed the child, which had attracted the attention of the villagers. At this time, people started to come over.

Among them are warriors who are cultivating quietly in this village, and even strong foreigners who the children say come to hunt for treasures.

Although such a strong man is fragile in their eyes, if they don't handle it well, things here will definitely be spread.

By the time,
It's really possible that something could go wrong.

Faced with such a situation, even if they knew that the young man applied eye drops on purpose, they could only grit their teeth and pretend that they didn't notice.

"kill!"

In the end, they could only take a deep breath and coldly issue an order.

The people below are all carefully selected personnel, and their execution ability is beyond doubt.

When he heard the order, he stepped forward without saying a word and faced the incoming villagers.

"Who are you?! Why do you come to our village to commit murder!"

One of the leading villagers has a semi-saint level of cultivation. His martial arts will has been perfected through practice, and he is just short of transcending the world and becoming a saint.

In such a fringe place, a strong man of this level is already very terrifying.

But as soon as he finished scolding him, his head was casually beheaded by one of the people, showing no resistance at all.

"The village chief was actually killed. This group of people is invincible. Everyone, retreat immediately!"

When they saw this scene, the remaining villagers' scalps went numb for a while. Although they were extremely angry inside, even the half-saint-level village chief was directly killed instantly. Wouldn't these weaker villagers step forward to die?
But if they want to retreat, will these people who are killing people be let go?

Totally impossible.

In the eyes of this group of people, although the natives in front of them are also human beings, they are not worthy of being in the same order as them.

To use modern words to describe them, they are inferior people, black slaves or yellow-skinned monkeys.

Normally there is no need to ignore it, but now that he has taken action, it is impossible to be soft-hearted.

"How pitifully weak!"

One of them, Rise of the Killer, tore a young boy alive who was resisting, tearing him open from the middle and letting his internal organs flow all over the floor.

The young man still had unwillingness and confusion in his eyes until he died.

Their village has always been simple and honest, and when foreigners come, they will be warmly received, and there is no behavior to rip off guests.

Now he is being massacred for no apparent reason, and a village is being massacred. How can he solve this problem?

He was not the only one who didn't understand. Those outsiders who actually settled there didn't understand either, and they even made inquiries during the fierce confrontation.

But they didn't get any reply. All they had waiting for them was the cold butcher's knife.

In less than a stick of incense, everyone from the elderly who were about to be buried to the children who were just born and under one month old were slaughtered.

Within the village.

Except for this group of outsiders, there was no one left to breathe.

When the young man saw this scene, he showed a look of satisfaction. The rich smell of blood made him excited. Inhaling this smell made him enjoy it very much.

He has had this hobby since he was a child, but there are people outside who control it and have set rules. Even if he has it, he can only tolerate it.

But not here.

In other words, the rules established here have no control over him at all, and he doesn't take them seriously.

“This place is so nice!”

With an intoxicated expression, he opened his hands, took a deep breath of the rich smell of blood again, and smiled with emotion.

This is for him.

It is simply a place of bliss.

Will the victim feel unfair and cry out sadly?

Does this matter to him?
The cry of ants.

Who cares?
(End of this chapter)