In a dilapidated small courtyard in the slums of Yecheng, it was messy, and the smell of blood and meat permeated the courtyard. Several adult men had bulging eyes, bloodshot whites of their eyes, and fell in pools of blood, hot blood gurgling, wisps of hot white smoke rising in the cold autumn weather, or a few minutes later, they turned into a pool of cold blood.

In the courtyard, a cauldron was extinguished, and only charred wood remained, and a cauldron was erected, and the hot water in the pot was still boiling, and I couldn't see what was cooking inside, but the greasy aroma continued to emanate.

Next to the pot, several children were tied hand and foot, lying quietly on the ground, no breath, each of them had a scar the size of a bowl on their neck, and there was a bloodstain under their bodies like killing chickens and sheep. Only one lucky child is still alive, but he has long since passed out.

Long Yanhua rode Mingyue and brought the bird and bear to see such a scene. Bai Shaosi, dressed in black, sat far away on the straw roof, frowning, obviously unhappy with the scene he saw, but only displeased, this trace of emotion had turned into ashes and disappeared after a few seconds. Looking at the girl standing in the courtyard, her face was calm, but her slightly trembling body and the drops of bright red that flowed between her fingers when she clenched her fists showed that her heart was not calm.

"How can this be!" Bai Shaosi's voice became hoarse because of his efforts to suppress his anger, Bai Shaosi suddenly felt that the girl in front of him had become different from usual, and even the cold aura of her body suddenly fluffy was fierce, it was not what a teenage girl should have at all, even if it was a general who had experienced a hundred battles, it was impossible to have such a bad aura after several battles, but the girl miraculously made him see an inexplicable phenomenon.

"Eleven were dead when I came, and slaughtered the twelfth before they set their hands on the twelfth. Bai Shaosi said, and his indifferent tone seemed to be saying that what he was talking about was not a dozen lives, but a dozen numbers.

Cold-blooded, this word was embodied by him to perfection, but in Long Yanhua's ears, such an explanation was harsh. He looked up angrily at Bai Shaosi, who was sitting on the roof, although he knew that the death of these children was not his fault.

One glance at the corpses on the ground, the damned people had died and received the punishment they deserved, but the children would not survive either.

Walking to the surviving child, looking carefully, it was difficult to distinguish her appearance on the little face that was smeared with blood, but Long Yanhua was slightly surprised and squatted down to pick up the child, moved it to the side and put it next to the clean haystack nearby, was it an accident? Or did fate have arranged it a long time ago? This child was none other than the vial's sister Lingling, the child that the vial had asked her to take care of survived alone among the other twelve children.

There are no souls in the courtyard anymore, after all, she is still a step late, I don't know if there are ghosts in this world, but the souls of the children have indeed disappeared, and those wicked people are probably sent to hell.

The rich aroma gradually covered up the smell of blood, and looking at the source of the aroma, the smoke billowing in the cauldron on the extinguished charcoal fire had been blown away by the wind, and the contents of the pot could be clearly seen. But with just one glance, Long Yanhua couldn't help but turn his face away, and pressed his right hand on his chest and couldn't help retching.

It was a hand, a little pale hand that had been boiled, and a hideous face that was half boiled and half submerged in the boiling water......

Crazy! These people are really crazy! Before, she was just surprised when she heard passers-by say that people eat people, but she didn't feel much, but now she saw it with her own eyes, and it was one of the children she saw yesterday, so that even if she has a strong heart, it will be difficult to accept it for a while, if she can accept it, it is a strange thing, she is not as cold-blooded as Bai Shaosi.

Counted the children who fell to the ground and died, ten, but the fawn was missing, and the identity of the person in the pot was also explained, it was the fawn. Poor vials and fawns were beaten to death and ...... the other She restrained herself from thinking about it anymore. He took out a yellow paper talisman drawn by cinnabar in his arms, pinched his fingers, and the paper talisman miraculously burned, turning into ashes and dispelling the nearby yin qi.

"What are you going to do?" Long Yanhua's abnormal movements made Bai Shaosi, who was sitting on the roof, slightly stunned, although he didn't know how Long Yanhua instantly clicked the paper talisman in his hand, but this was obviously not the right time to ask. It's just that in the face of the corpse in this place, Long Yanhua didn't seem to be ready to stop there, so he asked about her plans.

"Bury them, or at least bury them in the ground. Sighing, it was the only thing she could do for them.

"Why waste time, there are a lot of dead people in this world. Regarding her statement, Bai Shaosi was disgusted.

did not answer, at this time Long Yanhua felt that there was no way to communicate between the two, Bai Shaosi's cold-blooded ruthlessness was something she couldn't learn, and she suddenly wondered if this man would be sad for someone one day. His cold-bloodedness can be regarded as a wonder in the world, and even the best killers may not be able to reach his realm.

Personally put the children's corpses together and dug a pit next to the small courtyard, although Long Yanhua has a Taoist earth movement technique, with her spiritual power, she could easily open a big pit, but there is still Bai Shaosi here, using the Taoist technique will only cause unnecessary trouble, so she can only pick up the shovel in the courtyard and dig the pit herself. Bury the children together.

I don't know when Lingling has woken up, and when she saw the 'big sister' digging a pit and filling the soil, he sat on the side and lost his soul as if he didn't cry or make trouble. It took more than two hours to do everything, and there was no monument because Long Yanhua didn't know what the names of these children were. Slowly walked up to Ling Ling, "Would you like to come with me?"

If she still doesn't want to follow, then how can she live alone......

Seeing that the girl's eyes were still foggy, Long Yanhua's index finger pointed at the center of Ling Ling's eyebrows, and a trace of spiritual power helped the girl concentrate under her control, and then saw that her expression gradually sobered up. The child was frightened, and suddenly this heavy blow made her unacceptable, and she had a nervous breakdown. If Long Yanhua didn't help her concentrate, maybe she could only be a madman and a fool in the future.

"Big... Sister?"

The girl's timid voice came, and Long Yanhua nodded.

Lingling suddenly rushed to Long Yanhua's side, trembling and hugging her legs, "Brother Xiaolu, they ......" was just half a sentence and couldn't continue, although she was in a trance before, she also clearly saw Long Yanhua's approach and buried her companions one by one.

Squatted down, took the girl into his arms, and gently patted her shoulder, "It's okay, it's all over." The world is like this, the law of the jungle eats the strong, and if you don't want to be buried in the soil, you have to... Get strong!"

Ling Ling suddenly stopped her tears, her body stiffened, and she paused and said, "Can you become strong with your sister?" A pair of eyes on the resolute little face looked at Long Yanhua seriously, as if suddenly a six-year-old child had grown up and became brave and able to bear it.

"Perhaps. A slightly vicissitudes of life sounded, and no exact answer was given, because Long Yanhua didn't know what the future of this girl would be, she didn't want to lie to her, she just wanted to help her and take her in as much as possible.

Ling Ling gritted her teeth, "I'll go with you!"

Long Yanhua just nodded slightly. looked up at Bai Shaosi, who had been sitting on the roof for more than two hours and had been watching what he was doing, and looked at each other silently. Then he got up and grabbed Lingling's little hand and beckoned to BMW Mingyue, and Ma Er stepped forward and left the small courtyard with the two.

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Out of the city, the wind was rushing on the road, Long Yanhua rode a horse and galloped, and a six or seven-year-old girl sat in his arms in front of him, "Listen, now I'm going to the front line of the war in the Southern Regions, I can only take you with me, you... Come with me to see the real brutality of the battlefield!"

This may be the first baptism of Lingling's new life, it also takes a lot of courage and perseverance to just watch from the sidelines in the battlefield, and it depends on herself whether she can realize her wish and become strong.

"Yes, Sister Yanhua. Under the focused expression, the girl has gradually changed unconsciously, and it will be the luck of her life to meet Long Yanhua.

On this day, Long Yanhua met a person, Song Ling, whose name is Lingling.

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On the remote official road of yellow mud and sand, a black horse galloped like black lightning, Bai Shaosi was dressed in black, his expression was cold, but he was frequently distracted when riding a horse, even he didn't know why he wasted time watching the girl bury those children, it was just the friendship of Pingshui meeting, although he could see that she and himself were the same kind of people, but she had a completely different heart, she seemed indifferent, and didn't take anything to heart, but she had feelings that the strong should not have, at least he thought so.

Born in the royal family and experiencing a life of intrigue since childhood, he has long given up the feelings of misdeeds, and only has ambition and the will to become stronger.

Bai Shaosi, the only heir of the royal family in Northern Xinjiang, originally he had many brothers and sisters, but those so-called relatives had already been eliminated by him one by one, after he was five years old and began to be assassinated by those 'brothers and sisters' many times, he no longer believed in family affection, when he was sixteen years old, the coming-of-age gift was the head given by his father, the head of his two elder brothers, eighteen years old, he has become the only one of the next generation of the royal family. Wait until one day when your father's health decays, you can kill your father!

This is the rule of the royal family in Northern Xinjiang, which has been passed down for thousands of years.

Northern Xinjiang is so cruel, there are many royal heirs in the past dynasties, but as long as the heir is selected, the rest of the descendants have only one way to die, so when he was young, he naturally died many times in the hands of his brothers and sisters.

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ps: This is the second male, someone likes Mu You, I have a hunch that he will surpass the male one, and he will be more popular than the male one in the future.