"Whoosh!"

A pillar of blood shot out on Ye Xingchen's face, instantly impregnating him into a bloody man.

However, it seemed that he didn't care at all, only to see him stick out his tongue and lick the blood on the corner of his mouth, and then chuckled, "I, Ye Xingchen, have never thought about killing people in my life, but what I kill is not a person." ”

"Puff..."

Koufus was still bleeding from his mouth, his eyes were bulging, staring straight at Ye Xingchen, until he died, he couldn't understand why he had just mentioned the word 'Ouyang', and he had such a terrifying power to the convenience.

This question may only be understood by waiting for him in the afterlife.

However, Ye Xingchen did not stop, and the hand holding the dagger slowly exerted force, slowly stabbing its blade into Kufus's head.

Ye Xingchen's face was hideous, and blood was dripping down his palm.

Suddenly, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the whole world seemed to tremble, and the earth collapsed.

In an instant, a living life came to naught.

It was as if he was going to cut it with a thousand knives.

If Bojin is an eagle, then he is a wolf, a lonely and bloodthirsty wolf who vows to bury all his prey in the wolf's belly.

At this moment of being swallowed by the blood light, it was impossible to distinguish who was good and who was bad, a blood-red hand, five fingers slightly curved, and couldn't wait to tear apart the dead person in front of him.

His mind has long lost his rationality, and he seems to be out of control to satisfy his desire to kill.

Now it seems that the most wonderful feeling in the world is the thrill of being able to erase everything with your own hands.

Today is the first time in his life that he Ye Xingchen has killed someone.

However, killing does not mean that there is no human kindness, and that being affectionate does not mean that there is no killing.

After a while, Ye Xingchen pulled the dagger out of Kufus's skull, and his body couldn't help but staggered back a few steps.

Holding the dagger in his hand, Ye Xingchen was surprisingly calm in his heart, and after glancing at Kufus hanging on the tree hole, he slowly turned around, covered his lower abdomen with one hand, and walked forward with heavy steps.

The so-called rattan of fate whips everyone's heart, it is the smell of blood that spreads all over the body, it is the voice of pity that prevents the brave advance, it is the desperate thought that buries the source of happiness, and it is the cruel reality that steps on the arrogant steps to crush the illusory dream.

The mud after the rain is difficult, but once you step through the unpredictable mud after the rain, it is the most beautiful encounter.

In the mire, a black figure walked slowly with slightly heavy steps, but behind him, there was an endless bloodstain.

Suddenly, I saw him stumble under his feet and fall directly to the ground.

The boy tried to get up, but after a few moments of struggle, he was still trapped in the mire.

"Ugh..."

The boy let out a long sigh, licked his split lips, swallowed dryly, blinked his tired eyes, and then stopped struggling uselessly, and lay quietly in the mire.

The boy in the mire, sometimes pursing his lips, sometimes blinking his eyelids, seemed to be waiting and expecting something.

Time is like flowing water, and it is almost dusk in the blink of an eye.

Just when he was dying of youth, he faintly heard a voice like water and singing.

But he didn't have the strength to open his heavy eyes.

Perhaps knowing that he had been rescued, the young man's face moved slightly, as if he was smiling.

"Daddy, you see this person is so badly injured!"

A young girl in a powder blue dress squatted on the ground, looked down at the boy lying in the mud and covered in blood, and spoke.

The girl in blue looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, handsome, her face was slightly red, and her jet-black hair was tied back with a scarf at will.

"It's not a light injury. ”

A silver-haired old man in a green shirt and about fifty years old said with a slightly solemn expression after squatting down to examine him.

"Daddy, do you think we can save him?" said the girl in blue.

"Save, how not to save, this is the duty of us practitioners. The old man in the green shirt replied.

The old man in the green shirt is a doctor.

The so-called, healer, benevolence, fraternity!

Those who practice medicine should take the heart of heaven and earth as their heart, regard the son of man as their own son, and do not change their snobbery for it.

If you can save people's diseases and gain something, you will also benefit from this moment, and if you can survive a lot, you will also have a lifetime of merit.

This is what people often say, the profit of a moment is small, and the merit of a lifetime is great, and it is better to accumulate merit than to accumulate profits.

The old man in the green shirt put down the basket, slowly helped the young man on the ground, put a pill into the latter's mouth, and said to the girl in blue on the side: "Come, help me help me." ”

Hearing the sound, the girl in blue hurriedly went around to the other side and carefully helped the young man to her father's back.

"This kid is quite heavy. The old man in the green shirt stood up with the young man on his back and said casually.

"Daddy, slow down. ”

After the girl in blue put the basket on her back, she stepped forward to support her father with one hand and protect the young man on her back with the other, and said as she walked.

"Let's hurry up, I'm afraid he won't last long. ”

The old man in the green shirt spoke, and suddenly accelerated his steps, and his feet instantly swept forward as if he had stepped on the wind, carrying the young man on his back.

"Hmph, he left me alone and ran away first. ”

The girl in blue snorted, stomped her feet, and didn't say anything more, but quickly followed.

In the blink of an eye, one old and one young, connected the unconscious young man on his back, and the three figures had disappeared at the end of the path.

Dusk has gone, night has come, the green mountains overlap, like the undulating waves of the sea, the night is getting deeper, deep in the mountain stream, in a cave, countless torches are inserted around the rock wall, illuminating the cave as if it were day.

Above the cave, on a stone chair paved with tiger skin, sat a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a burly figure and a square face.

At this time, he stared in surprise at a man below him with a pale face, covered in blood, and a scar on his face.

"Vice... The deputy gang leader was also killed by him. ”

The scar man was very afraid of the middle-aged man, his eyes were a little evasive, he didn't dare to look at each other directly, and his voice was trembling.

"Didn't Huang Mao say that he was just a second-turn righteous qi strength?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Huang Mao is right, that kid did only have the strength of the second transformation of righteousness a month ago, but somehow, it has risen so much all of a sudden, even the deputy gang leader..."

In the end, the scar man didn't dare to continue, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look at the middle-aged man above.

"In just one month, in just one month, the second child is the strength of the eight-turn righteousness!" the middle-aged man leaned back in his seat and whispered in his mouth.

For a moment, the huge cave was silent.

After a long time, a young man in blue who was about to be in his early twenties and had an extraordinary aura stood up from the seat next to him, hugged the middle-aged man with a fist, and said loudly: "Brother Lu Wei, it's just a nobody, why do you need to take it too seriously, when he finds it in the future, the younger brother will personally go out and take off his head to make a night pot for you." ”

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man named Lu Wei slowly sat up straight, turned his head to look at the man in blue who got up to speak, and said loudly: "Brother, don't you know, that kid killed my two brothers one after another, not to mention, his cunning, even people like me who were born as mercenaries are ashamed of themselves. ”

Judging from the conversation between the two, the man in blue does not seem to be a member of the Blood Wolf Gang, but a bit like a guest of the Blood Wolf Gang.

Regarding Lu Wei's words, the man in blue couldn't answer for a while, and after a slight pause, he said: "No matter how cunning he is, as long as we continue to send people to inquire, we will definitely be able to find some news about him from other mercenaries, so that we won't be arrested?"

Hearing what the man in blue said, Lu Wei couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Brother, don't hide it, Lu Mou, I don't even know what that kid's surname is." ”

Hearing this, the man in blue was dumbfounded, the leader of this gang is too incompetent, right? He was killed one after another in his own gang, but later, he still didn't know what the other party's name was, if you want to say it, who else dares to join your Blood Wolf Gang!

At this moment, I saw that the man with the scar below seemed to have something to say.

Seeing this, Lu Wei's expression was cold, and he said sharply: "If you have something to say, say it." ”

When the scar man heard this, he trembled with fright, and quickly replied: "When the little one was in a coma, he faintly heard that his name seemed to be Ye Xingchen. ”

As soon as the scar man's voice fell, he saw Lu Wei grasping the handle of the seat with one hand, his dark pupils were full of fierceness, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Xingchen, I, Lu Wei, will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces." ”

At this moment, the man in blue chimed in: "Brother Lu, since we now know who the other party's surname is, why don't you spread the news so that you can avenge the two brothers as soon as possible." ”

"That's right. Lu Wei didn't think about it, so he directly adopted the opinion of the man in blue, and then got up and ordered: "Someone, spread the news, and say that if anyone can find out the whereabouts of that little miscellaneous piece, my blood wolf will reward three hundred gold coins." ”

"Yes. ”

The people below clasped their fists in response.

At this moment, a dullness flashed in the eyes of the man in blue, and he clenched the hand behind him.

In an instant, a storm filled with the smell of blood was coming.