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There was a slight bloody smell in the air.

It was the taste of human blood, not pig blood, nor chicken blood, but human blood.

He walked slowly forward, only to hear a lot of strange and deep voices in the village, but all the familiar people disappeared.

“Ah!” A scream shattered the false peace.

A middle-aged woman covered in blood, she struggled to climb out of the house half of the body, and from the outline of the blood-stained human figure, Bai vaguely recognized her neighbor.

It was a pity that she had not taken a few steps and passed out in front of the door because of too much blood loss. The blood on her body seemed to flow slowly in a certain direction in the room.

“There is one more here!” The black clothed person chasing the woman, shouting involuntarily after seeing Bai.

“If you can’t kill it, you’re done, holding a blood-stained knife and an ordinary person you can’t beat?” A foul-mouthed voice came from the back room.

It was a masked martial artist 5 big and 3 thick, carrying an almost identical blood knife.

“Ten ten, believe me, this is really different. Hurry up and let the boss call other people over. My blood pattern knife … it’s shaking!”

“Crazy, how can there be an Aristocratic Family Bloodline who can respond to the Blood Knife in this remote hill village.” The masked martial artist countered.

Although there was some disbelief in the masked man called Ten Ten, he still immediately told the other people about it, so that the gangs who were addicted to plundering and blood gathered.

Bai not at all stopped them from gathering and didn’t rush in to save people, because the familiar breathing sounds in normally could not have heard any of them.

Far stronger than ordinary people’s strong sense of 5 and unforgettable memory, he has long remembered the breathing characteristics of everyone in the village.

He came back too late and all the people in the village were killed.

“Boy, you already found something wrong outside the village, why should you come in?” A masked black clothed person led by him, after encircling the white group under his hands, asked in a condescending tone.

The knife in his hand was also trembling slightly, but it was forcibly controlled with his hands, and a large number of his men gave him a false sense of security.

“What is the Aristocratic Family? What is the Bloodline?” Holding the white hare in his hand, he asked the other question seriously.

“This is what I ask you!” While speaking, the headed man pointed out his left hand without a knife, and a scarlet-red light went straight to Bai’s body.

But like the Prophet Noble, he just moved his body and flashed the light with a slight difference.

Unfortunately, the rabbit on his hand was not so lucky. The scarlet’s beam rubbed his buttocks and burned the big piece of hair on the thumb. It hurt so much that he was desperately struggling.

This light evoked Bai’s thoughts.

“Why is there a light beam?” He lifted the rabbit with his charred ass facing the black clothed person. “Did you use this to kill?”

The black clothed person, headed by a choke, apparently did not expect that the other party would have such a reaction.

This group of people had slaughtered the entire village clean, but as the only survivor, he was a purely curious attitude, asking how he killed.

Is that naive or stupid?

The black clothed leader stared at each other’s face, but could not see the slightest hatred, fear, or sadness, as if he had just died, just a few insects, not his relatives, neighbors, friends, in front of him. It is not an enemy, just a few passers-by.

Bai’s cold blood, coldness, and calmness even made the group of each and everyone who had more than two figures in their lives feel a chill.

They are cruel, killing, and can kill ordinary people without any psychological burden, but they can never do it at the scene of the death of their relatives and friends, and they show an indifferent look to the enemy.

A person who doesn’t care about anything is really terrifying.

“You seem to be curious?” The teenager still expressed less.

No black clothed person answered, and the atmosphere became more depressing in silence.

The more the black clothed person’s leader looks at the white eyes, the more he feels scared, because those deep eyes seem to be able to directly see everything he hides in deep in one’s heart, and peeping at his secrets, making him more and more have this Child must not leave the idea.

“Anyway, he’s just a savage who doesn’t even know the Aristocratic Family or Bloodline. It must be only with a little talent.”

“Abominable, why don’t I have such a talent! If there is such a little talent, I won’t be …” The leader’s heart was jealous and hateful, and he couldn’t help but think about it.

“Don’t worry about the Aristocratic Family, kill him !!!” He lowered his head, tried not to look at the white eyes, and gave a loud command to his men.

He guessed that the boy in front of him should be a Bloodline from an upper Aristocratic Family, so he had a little hesitation and wanted to help the other person return to the family.

Just after seeing those weird eyes with no emotion, the leader of the black clothed person completely rejected the idea, too terrifying, or killing 100.

“Kill !!!” The crowds who received the order swarmed up, trying to mix in the crowd, paralyzing themselves with the herd effect, and covering up the anxiety of deep in one’s heart.

“Your sword is scared?”

The closer they were to white, the more severe the blood knife on their hands, and the recent few people couldn’t even hold it tightly.

The jitter frequency and amplitude of the handle are too large. As long as the handle is slightly relaxed, the knife is likely to fly off and no longer be controlled by them.

“Who the hell am I?” Bai thought jumped to the question he most often thought, as if the enemy in front of him was all air.

“Dead!” A black clothed person carrying a blood-stained knife yelled at the white surrounded by 4 sides.

However, it was cut.

Bai moved outside the circle without warning.

“I always feel that I can kill you all person instantly, but I don’t know why I forgot to kill it. Can you remind me?”

“You!” If they hadn’t read a few books, this group of black clothed people would definitely say “How dare you stand up”.

……

“The real me in my body seems to be waking up.”

Some unknown information began to appear in Bai’s memory. He instinctively followed this information and constantly moved among the crowd to avoid the omnipresent blade.

“What kind of monster did we encounter … shouldn’t it be a tender old fart in the Bloodline.”

Although the Bloodweave Knife can enhance the combat quality of users in all aspects, it is also time-bound. In addition, in the face of this kind of guy who can move infinitely, they have no confidence how long they can last.

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