"Poof—"

The sound of swords entering flesh sounded, accompanied by a muffled snort of the night wind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the dark cabin, only a little light that had just been revealed from the door he had just opened closed quickly when the night breeze entered.

At this point, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his face pale from pain. He held the child in front of him with one hand, but covered her mouth with the other, for fear that she would scream and attract the attention of some officers and soldiers outside.

But he was stabbed with a sword because of this, and he still had the knife in his abdomen, and even the little hand in the hilt. And the blood was flowing out of it, and the warm blood soon stained the white little hand on the hilt.

Feeling the touch in his hand, the child in front of the night wind became more and more frightened, and he could barely suppress the screams that came to his mouth.

Night Wind was trembling in pain at this time, and his concentration was already a little unfocused, but he still noticed the child's movements, and leaned on her thin shoulders a little weakly, and his eyes were already a little dark, but he still tried his best to stay awake.

"Don't be silent...... The officers and soldiers outside haven't gone yet, I'm not a bad person, if you're really scared...... Then take my arm......"

Night Wind opened her mouth weakly, and the soft words sounded in the ears of the child opposite, calming down the fear in her heart a little, but suddenly her body trembled uncontrollably, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword slipped weakly, holding the sides of Night Wind's clothes, and her teeth clenched on Night Wind's arm, and she could gradually feel the rust smell spreading in her mouth.

Her widening eyes were filled with tears, and the strong sense of fear made her dare not even blink her eyes, and she could not calm down for a long time.

The night breeze already felt a little numb, and his body was still a little convulsive out of instinct, but because of the excessive blood loss, he felt that he wanted to pass out at any time.

But he could only hold on to his teeth tightly.

If he falls like this at this time, then not to mention that the person in front of him, who may be the only survivor, will not be able to live, even if it is himself, I am afraid that he will never wake up again before being dealt with by the officers and soldiers outside.

This time he was careless.

He could indeed guess that the people in the house would have weapons, and they would also attack him because of the fact that the grass and trees were all soldiers. But he didn't pay much attention, not only because of his confidence in himself, but also because he was negligent.

He forgot where he was at this time, forgot that his cultivation could not be exerted, and even his physical strength could not be exerted, and he was only slightly better than ordinary men, let alone those who had special training?

In the same way, if the mortal body of the flesh does not have spiritual power to protect the body, his recovery power and defense power are not the same at all!

Nightwind could feel the constant loss of blood, which meant that his life was constantly being lost. But at this time, he had no way to do anything else, except because his physical condition did not allow it, but also because there was movement of other people's activities outside at this time!

"Bipor-Bi-Por-"

Strange cries rang out one after another, but the voice trembled slightly, and listening to the voice, it was still a little immature.

Hearing this voice, the child who was half-hugged by the night breeze struggled a little restlessly, and a little gleam appeared in his eyes, as if he wanted to go out.

Night Wind didn't have much strength anymore, but he still didn't dare to let go, he imprisoned the child in his arms in the slightest, took a breath, pressed her restless movements, and the cold sweat on his forehead "trickled" out.

"Don't, move around......" The voice of the night wind was extremely low, and it was still revealing the weakness that could not be concealed, so that the child calmed down a little, moved his lips, and no longer bit the night wind, as if he wanted to speak.

But Nightwind didn't give her this chance, and continued to cover her mouth.

"Shh......h Don't talk...... ...... that will be discovered"

Nightwind didn't have the energy to say more words, he could only hope that this child would obediently listen to him, otherwise, even he would not be able to save her.

It is not for nothing that he would be so vigilant. Although he didn't know what the cry was, he could roughly guess it by looking at the movements of the child in his arms.

Presumably, this is the so-called joint code that these children make up between their daily play. As long as you are a person in this village, you must be able to hear about it, and you will naturally know that it is your companion.

It doesn't matter if you don't recognize it, because the immature male voice outside who made the voice was already trembling, and he lowered his voice and spoke.

"Anyone...... Is anyone else...... Come out ~ I'm Da Zhuang ~ Woo...... Is there anyone alive......"

When the night wind suppressed the children who were struggling to get out, the children's crisp and frightened voices outside had already taken on a trill, and you could know how scared and trembling the owner of the voice was.

Although the voice was low, the crisp voice of a child was still clearly audible in the silence of the village.

Night Wind lowered his eyelids, although his body was already very weak, and it also seriously affected the operation of his brain, but this did not mean that he had completely lost his mind.

How could anyone dare to go out and walk around alone when those officers and men were still searching and had not yet left? Perhaps the other party was a child, so he was more irrational and could not settle down, but this was obviously not the case at this time.

When faced with the slaughter of relatives, partners, and elders in the same village as oneself by those officers and soldiers, how could those who were able to survive by hiding dare to go out casually?

And, in addition to the vague and unsteady footsteps, there are also steady footsteps that are obviously adults although they are very light and not easy to notice, unlike the previous footsteps.

Although Night Wind said that his whole body was like an ordinary person, and he was even injured, his five senses were still better than ordinary people.

When he discovered this fact, he didn't dare to conclude whether the footsteps of the adults behind belonged to the officers and soldiers outside, or to the villagers in the village. But that didn't stop him from making the most sinister judgments and being vigilant.

Anyway, just wait, wait, and you'll know what the real situation is.

Although after hearing the voice of the child outside, the child in his arms became more urgent and restless, wanting to struggle out of the confinement of the night wind.

However, perhaps because of the appeasement before the night wind, the movement has been much smaller, generally speaking, it is still quietly buried in the neck socket of the night wind, and the big black eyes have become moist and translucent through the soaking of tears, and at this time with a little brilliance, some of them stared at a small window by the door.

The window was ajar and relatively high. Night Breeze was half-squatting at this time, but he could see a little black hair on the top, and so did the child.

And the people outside were standing, condescending, but there was no way to see inside the house. On the contrary, at this time, the night wind leaned their backs against the door, and when they looked sideways, they could see the lower body of the people outside. You can even see the boy outside, bent over, cautious, with tears on his face.

It was difficult for the other party to see them from this position.

Night Wind didn't know, because he was facing back. But the child who was half-held in his arms could be seen.

It didn't take long for the night breeze to hear the sound of Si Si Suo. It seemed to be coming from the opposite room, and the sound of rubbing clothes came from a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Is it Da Zhuang, are the people outside already gone......

Nightwind could hear the footsteps of the people with the children, but they stopped and stood silently. On the contrary, it seemed that footsteps from far and near came from the room where the voice was talking from the opposite side, and it was also very light, and it slowly moved over.

There was no sound of the door opening, and the night breeze had no way to see anything else.

But the child in his arms saw the tears on the boy's face outside, his little face was a little distorted and painful, his eyes were full of guilt, mixed with thick horror, and it was extremely complicated.

The child didn't know why, but she thought that if she found out that there were other villagers who had survived, then she would be very happy, very happy.

But she saw a pair of hands, and a figure appeared behind Da Zhuang, leaned down slightly, slapped his palm on Da Zhuang's shoulder, and then pushed hard!

The child's eyes widened in horror, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

But then she heard Da Zhuang's somewhat forbearant and suppressed voice trembling, "Yes...... I don't know, hiccup, except, hiccup, Zhang Damiang, there are other people, hiccup, other people...... That, those people have already burped and gone......"

Nightwind couldn't see what was going on outside, but he could hear something was wrong in the boy's voice.

But obviously, the so-called "Aunt Zhang" did not notice anything wrong, but opened the door with some joy.

"I, I, I'm great! I didn't expect you to be alive Da Zhuang!" Xiao Lei ...... "I'm still alive......

In the words that followed, Aunt Zhang didn't speak, because she had already opened the door to see the situation outside, and her face suddenly froze, and she couldn't say a word.

Night Wind closed his eyes a little dejectedly, and there was pain and unbearability in his eyes.

He was already able to know what was going on outside......

Immediately afterwards, another somewhat muffled boy's voice sounded, "Mother, is it a big brother?" Mother, why don't you speak?"

The footsteps sounded, and the night breeze seemed to be able to see a boy who found that his little friend had also survived, and a few smiles finally appeared on his depressed face, just like the child in his arms before, and he happily wanted to go out to meet his little friend.

The child sees more, she sees ...... Da Zhuang's eyes were almost irrepressibly thick with fear, and he suddenly knelt on the ground, lying on his stomach, his hands tightly tugging on the sand on the ground, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to cry, but he couldn't make any sound.

Then I remembered a cruel and indifferent adult male voice, containing murderous aura, as if without the slightest emotion, coldly ordered.

"Kill them all. ”

"Yes!"

Another voice echoed, followed by a series of footsteps, a sword unsheathed, and then ...... The sound of swords entering flesh.

Night Wind seemed to be numb to the pain in his abdomen at this time. How could someone as smart as he know what was going on?

Obviously he should be just an innocent and carefree child, but he can actually see selfishness and cruelty in him! And everything stems from the desire for life!

Nightwind seems to be able to know what this environment is trying to say.

"Ahhh......h

The last sound didn't come out yet, it just stuck in his throat, and with a grunt, he swallowed.

I don't know if it's a hallucination of the night wind, but he feels as if he can hear the sound of blood draining, hear ...... The passing of life.

It was a sudden sharp pain in his arm that brought him back to his senses.

When he turned his head to look at it, the child was already leaning on his body with a limp body, and the wound was slightly touched, which was a sharp pain.

The night breeze couldn't stop gasping for air, not to mention making a sound, but he didn't even dare to breathe a little heavier, for fear that he would be discovered at this time, who had no power to fight back.

The child's gaze was glazed, still staring at the window.

Nightwind didn't turn around, for that would inevitably involve his wounds. So he just maintained this movement, half-supporting the child with his blood-stained hands, which had barely exerted any strength, so that she would not press on his wounds.

Even if it is a fantasy, the pain is real, and the loss of life force is real, which does not mean that death cannot be enjoyed.

So at this time, his situation really took a turn for the worse.

If he couldn't quickly treat the wound and stop the bleeding quickly, I am afraid that he would die in this illusion and have no chance with the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

Fortunately, the situation outside has also come to an end, and only Da Zhuang, who has a wide mouth and eyes full of pain, is left.

Finally, his voice broke through the confines of his throat -

"Ahh

The terrible screams seemed to be able to penetrate the sky, and even the clouds in the sky were blown away.

The voice of the male officer who seemed to be the leader was a little impatient, and then it sounded, obviously not loud, but it was more noticeable than the scream.

"Take it away. It's also useful. ”

"Yes!"

Then a series of footsteps sounded, and before they were far away, Night Wind could still hear an officer and soldier disdainfully say to Da Zhuang, "Obviously, you yourself chose to help us find out those survivors and your own relatives in order to live, what are you calling them now?"

"Silence!"

The sound faded away, and Nightwind's thoughts finally returned to pain.

But it's good to still feel the pain, otherwise when the blood is clean, I'm afraid I'll die.

"Quick! Is there any ......medicine to stop bleeding?"

Night Wind covered his abdomen with one hand, endured the pain, trembled and quickly spoke to the child in his arms.

The child was still a little sluggish, and stumbled back when he saw the bright red on the silver-white dagger. (To be continued.) )