Xiaoyao was still very excited, and he didn't think of this, but everyone, seeing such a quiet and treacherous atmosphere, couldn't help but be vigilant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Xiaoyao, why is there no one in this Baiyun Village?" Ziming frowned and asked curiously.

"Maybe there's something going on, let's go to the temple!" Xiaoyao said disapprerovingly, "You don't know, our village chief here has enough to eat, and he will gather everyone to discuss things in three days." ”

As he spoke, he relived the lively and interesting atmosphere when he discussed things before, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace and rush to the temple along the path.

The temple in Baiyun Village is a place where the clansmen discuss their meetings and a place to worship the ancestors of the Bai family. It is said that the ancestor of the Bai family was a prominent figure in Lingshui County, and he was the chief general under the command of the first generation of Lingshui County Lord.

It's just that later, for some reason, he refused the edict of the lord of Lingshui, and took a group of children to settle near Baiyun Village, and lived a dull life.

After multiplication and settlement, the Bai family dispersed into several large and small ethnic groups, distributed in the northern part of Lingshui County.

After crossing a few dirt roads and seeing the wide open doors of the houses on both sides, Xiaoyao felt that something was wrong, because the houses he saw along the way were not closed.

Even on weekdays, the most cautious and cautious Aunt Liu's house is open.

Xiaoyao Fang felt that something was wrong, and secretly wondered what was wrong? I was in a hurry, and I wasn't even in the mood to go in when I passed by the door of my house. So he hurried to the temple in a hurry.

The senior brothers who had been alert for a long time hurriedly picked up their mental methods, hurriedly took steps, and followed behind Xiaoyao.

Mu Yun had an indifferent expression, and when he saw the figures of everyone who were about to disappear, he reluctantly kept up. At this time, she was still worried about the safety of her clansmen, and the more she thought about it, the more annoying she became.

She wanted to leave, but she didn't know where she could go, and A-Niang told herself not to go back.

In a moment of thought, I had already seen everyone's disappearing and clear backs. At this time, everyone froze in place, as if something had happened, so that they were all stunned.

Mu Yun looked at it curiously, and suddenly saw a corpse, and a terrible thought appeared in the back of his mind.

Unconsciously opened her lips wide, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore. As soon as her body moved, she hurried forward, and when she reached everyone's side, the scene in front of her made her delicate body tremble violently, and she was suddenly frightened and turned pale.

I saw that in front of the temple, there were corpses lying all over the ground, and among them were children who were still swaddling.

He slumped weakly on the ground, his eyes closed, not daring to recognize the familiar faces. The laughter and gestures of these people in front of them are all in my mind.

He couldn't believe it was true.

Everyone didn't dare to make a sound, just stood quietly behind Xiaoyao. Everyone knew that there was no trace of a fight, and there was no trace of blood, so such a technique must have been done by a cultivator.

And to be so frustrated, and not even let go of a child, must have been done by the cultists of the Akatsuki Sect.

Seeing the scene in front of him, even Mu Yun, who didn't take life and death in his eyes, couldn't bear to turn his head. reminds me of so many years, my own people have also been hunted down by the Akatsuki cultists. And this time, the scene in front of him may also be the same fate of the clansmen.

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel anxious, no matter what, she couldn't let what happened in front of her to her own people.

The body moved with his heart, and the spiritual power in Mu Yun's body suddenly appeared, and the silver bell on Hao's wrist made a piercing sound urgently, and everyone couldn't help frowning

Mu Yun's body moved, and he turned around suddenly, just to rush towards the sky.

When Qianzu was about to step out, his slender hand was grabbed by someone.

Mu Yun looked back in amazement, only to see a white-robed young man, shaking his head at her with a gloomy face, signaling him not to be impulsive. But Mu Yun, who was worried about the safety of his clansmen, how could he think of other things. At this time, she had already made plans, and the identity of Nanhuang Xianyao was no longer important to her.

Mu Yun's beautiful face was above the murderous aura of the forest, and with a coquettish sound, the silver bell on Hao's wrist made a deafening sound.

Ziming subconsciously let go of his clenched hand and covered his ears, his spiritual power was not strong, and as soon as he was stimulated by Mu Yun's sudden silver bell, he felt a burning pain in his heart.

Xiaoyao, who was also affected by the sound of silver bells, finally couldn't bear the tragic death of this "relative", and opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were cold and hot, and two thick essences bloomed.

Hiss...

After taking a deep breath, the whole person was like a mad demon, looking up to the sky and roaring angrily.

Its sound vaguely overshadowed Mu Yun's silver bell.

The sudden release caught everyone off guard, looking at the slender back in front of them in amazement, with a look of fear in their eyes.

Everyone had seen the time when he was free to exert his might, but they had never seen him have such a moment of anger, so Gu was silent and did not dare to touch his scales.

Mu Yundai frowned, the anger on her pretty face faded, obviously she was also free, this sudden release was shocking.

Xiaoyao slumped on the ground again with a hoarse voice, and at this time he had turned from anger to sadness.

The boy didn't flick, but only because he didn't get to the sad place.

"Don't be impulsive, wait." Ziming's face was a little gloomy, obviously because he had palpitations.

Mu Yun nodded blankly, a pair of bright clear eyes turned to look at Xiaoyao, who collapsed on the ground, and his sympathy was overflowing.

Ziming turned around, first glanced at everyone, and then glanced at the corpse of the village name on the ground, and everyone stepped forward together.

Mu Yunqian stood behind Xiaoyao, dressed in blood-red clothes, looking very strange in such a scene.

The sun sets

A new cemetery, lined with more than 100 new graves, on top of simple wooden tablets, there are no names.

Xiaoyao's demeanor at this time was already much more sober, sitting cross-legged and closed. The crowd sat around, waiting for the free to give instructions.

He was the leader of the people who were in charge of the sect this time, so everyone didn't dare to make a plan, so they had to wait for Xiaoyao's mind to calm down before they could discuss their next steps.

Mu Yun stood in front of the grave with his hands in his arms, with a pair of deep eyes, looking at the piece, nameless wooden signs in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.