My son A Fei has the appearance of a sword master

Chapter 95 Uncle, can I borrow your knife?

"Surrender, we surrender, don't kill anymore."

In the spacious atrium of Jing Mansion, the bandits were so frightened by the killing that they no longer dared to confront the iron cavalry. As this loud shout rang out, they all threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground.

The iron cavalry temporarily stopped, and the iron shields came one after another, forming a tight encirclement, surrounding the remaining bandits.

A cold light flashed in Li Tianxin's eyes, but he did not order to continue killing. Instead, he said to Zong Qiang: "Tie them all up and take them to the drying yard."

"Yes."

Zong Qiang responded and called out a small team to fetch ropes from the horses outside Jing Mansion.

Every iron cavalryman carries a roll of rope on his mount, just to tie people up.

After all the remaining hundreds of bandits were tied up and taken to the drying field, three groups of thousands of households had advanced into the village and surrounded the village.

They first formed an encirclement on the outside, and then they compressed inward at the same time. The bandits who fled in all directions saw that they had no way to go to heaven and no door to earth, and they immediately surrendered happily.

Therefore, Shen Lang and others also escorted nearly a hundred bandits to the place where the sunbathing area was located in the village.

Seeing the tragic situation in the village, Shen Lang and others looked extremely ugly. They sent people to search the village and found some bandits who were hiding and some villagers who had escaped the massacre.

After counting, there were only less than 600 people left in the village with a population of more than 60. It can be said that there is not even one out of ten.

Among them were 53 young women, ranging in age from [-] to [-] years old, and six men, the youngest was only eight or nine years old, and the oldest was only [-] or [-] years old.

When faced with a disaster, the elderly always leave their hope of survival to the young, and the young leave their hope of survival to their children.

The rescued women ran home with some luck, but what they saw were their family members lying in a pool of blood.

The village was suddenly filled with desperate cries, and the eyes of Bai Feifei and Ruyi were also red.

Zhu Qiqi, who had just followed Shen Lang into the village and saw corpses everywhere in the village and rivers of blood, almost fainted.

She lay in Shen Lang's arms and cried bitterly like those women who lost their family members. Little Niba cried with her.

Every person in the world who witnessed the tragic situation in the village looked at the bandits kneeling in a row in the sun drying yard with their hands tied behind their backs, and boundless murderous intent rose in their hearts.

But without Li Tianxin's order, they did not act rashly.

However, many people had made up their minds in their hearts. If Li Tianxin did not order the killing of all these bastards, they would turn around and leave. They would no longer care about the rogues and would not be responsible for Renyi Villa's debt in the future.

At this time, there were more than 260 bandits captured alive. The iron cavalry captured more than a hundred people, and Shen Lang and others captured nearly a hundred people, including the bandit boss.

There were dozens of people who had been shot by the iron cavalry's sleeve arrows before, but missed their vital points and could not survive for a while.

Everyone was looking at Li Tianxin, but he didn't say anything. He just stood there quietly, looking at the survivors who were holding the bodies of their loved ones and crying.

Wang Lianhua walked up to him and said softly: "Tianxin, you have to tell me how to deal with these bandits."

Li Tianxin said calmly and expressionlessly: "Wait a minute."

Wang Lianhua asked in confusion: "What are you waiting for?"

Li Tianxin looked at the survivors and said, "Wait for them."

Everyone looked at the survivors and seemed to understand Li Tianxin's plan, so they said nothing for the time being and just waited quietly.

……

In the main bedroom of Jing Mansion, a small figure crawled out from under the bed. It was a little boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old, with a very handsome little face.

But there was no expression on this handsome little face.

After crawling out from under the bed, he took off the quilt from the bed and turned towards the table in the room.

Lying on the table was a beautiful woman, or to be more precise, a beautiful female corpse.

Her clothes had been torn to pieces, her upper body was lying on the table, her legs were hanging down from the edge of the table, her head was turned to the side, and her dead gray eyes were staring blankly at the wall.

That was the little boy's mother.The little boy walked to the table tremblingly and covered his mother with a quilt. His eyes were as dead as his mother's at this moment.

He turned around numbly and walked out of the room, and saw the bodies of his father and grandfather outside the house.

He tried his best to drag the bodies of his grandfather and father to one place, then returned to the bedroom, took off the sheets, and covered them too.

After doing this, he went straight to the outside of the mansion.

He walked all the way out of the village without even looking at the corpses on the road. He also turned a deaf ear to the cries of women coming from the houses he passed.

When he came to the sunbathing area in the center of the village, he saw many people surrounding it, and in the middle there was a group of tied people, either kneeling or lying on the ground.

His eyes swept across those people indifferently, and suddenly, his dead gray eyes suddenly shrank and became like two drops of blood.

Among those lying there he saw the man who, right before him, had insulted his mother and killed her.

At this time, his hands were tied, there was blood on the corners of his mouth, and he was lying there listlessly, like a dead dog.

The little boy was stunned for two breaths, and then walked straight towards an iron cavalryman.

He raised his head, looked at the iron cavalryman who was also looking at him, and said a sentence without any emotion in a child's voice that was immature but extremely low.

"Uncle, can I borrow your knife?"

"This……"

At this time, there was silence in the field, only the cries of survivors around him, so this child's voice was very abrupt.

When the little boy came over, Li Tianxin had already noticed him, or in other words, everyone here had noticed him.

The iron cavalryman subconsciously looked at Li Tianxin, and the little boy followed his gaze and turned to look at Li Tianxin.

When Li Tianxin saw the little boy's eyes, he couldn't help but be shocked. What kind of eyes were those!

He is extremely silent and indifferent. When he looks at you, you will have an inexplicable feeling that he is looking at a dead person.

It felt like a dead person looking at another dead person.

Even the eyes of a dead person are not as scary as these eyes.

Li Tianxin really couldn't imagine that such a pair of eyes appeared on a seven or eight-year-old boy. What kind of pain and despair he must have experienced?

Li Tianxin looked at the little boy and said expressionlessly: "Give it to him."

Without saying a word, the iron cavalryman turned his saber upside down and handed the hilt to the little boy.

The cavalry's saber is a wild goose feather sword made of hundred-refined steel. It weighs four to five kilograms. Generally speaking, a child of seven or eight years old cannot hold it at all.

But the little boy held the knife firmly with both hands, and the blade showed no sign of falling.

Shen Lang, Panda'er and others' eyes flashed brightly, and they secretly praised their good bones.

The little boy held the knife and walked straight towards the gangster boss. Where he passed, the gangsters suddenly became commotion.

"Chong"

There was a sound of a weapon being unsheathed, and a rogue who was in front of the little boy and moving to the side had a blood hole appear on his chest out of thin air, blood spattered out, and the rogue fell to the ground silently.

Killing someone with sword energy is not just about cutting a wound on the body. The sword energy will invade the body. If you don't have the internal strength to resist the sword energy, your heart will be cut off in an instant and your internal organs will be minced.

Therefore, people killed by sword energy do not die from excessive bleeding, but die instantly.

The little boy turned a blind eye to the dead bandit. He just held the knife and walked towards the bandit boss firmly step by step.

Li Tianxin pointed his Qingfeng sword at the commotion of the bandits and said in a deep voice: "Whoever moves will die."

(End of this chapter)