Blood splattered all over the sky, staining the shiny sword and wetting the clothes of the mercenaries around them.

But the mercenaries of the Murong family regarded them as ants.

Such a decisive and vicious method is also possessed only by them as dark mercenaries.

Nie Changfeng's eyes widened, and he slowly fell down.

When I was alive, I didn't know how heavy it was when I died.

He looked at his daughter, his red eyes, covered with raging tears, and it hurt so much to the bone marrow.

But it was too late.

He fell to the ground with a bang.

Nie Wuli called him heartbreakingly: "Dad-"

The birds of the forest were so frightened by this call that they could not stay, and flew out of their nests into the misty sky.

"Daddy—"

"Daddy—"

"Daddy—"

She shouted Nie Changfeng over and over again.

The cries grew louder and louder, and her voice was almost broken, and her father lay there, his head tilted, and his eyes glazed over.

She will never forget today.

Her father had more than a dozen swords stuck in his body and fell in front of her.

Then he looked at her unexpectedly, as if to say to her: "Li'er, live well, live for the dozens of dead people in the Nie family, you must live, you can take revenge, so that these dozens of people will not die in vain." ”

"Dad-" The painful call also alarmed Ye Haitian who was standing on the platform in Dongcheng.

He didn't know what was going on on the other side of the road that made Nie Wuli so painful.

Immediately waved his hand and ordered the men to prepare horses and go out of the city to investigate the situation.

***

When Bai Chenxiao and Ye Haitian arrived, this head can be described as "a river of blood".

The people of the Nie family, including some mercenaries, counted hundreds of lives, and they were killed in the city of Dongcheng.

Ye Haitian's heart trembled when he saw this meeting.

All the people in Nie Changfeng's room were wiped out, but no one found Nie Wuli's body in the pile of dead people.

That is to say, Nie Wuli is still alive, and Bai Xinrou is still in her hands.

So will Nie Wuli do anything to hurt Bai Xinrou because the Nie family was killed.

Thinking of this, Ye Haitian took a few steps back.

Suddenly, I felt the world spinning, and my head sank.

Bai Chenxiao stretched out his hand to help him and said, "If Nie Wuli still wants to live, then he will definitely not do anything to his aunt here, don't worry, I will take a team of people to search around first." ”

"Quick, go." Ye Haitian's cold hand grabbed Bai Chenxiao's arm, trembled a few times, and then pushed him urgently.

Bai Chenxiao comforted: "Don't worry, my aunt will be fine, it's just that these guys who destroyed the door are really a bit hateful." ”

He turned back and coldly swept the dead.

At this time, seeing that Nie Changfeng did not have hatred, nor did he feel happy because of Nie Changfeng's death, only anger at the person who killed the Nie family.

Nie Changfeng is guilty, but those children and innocent women are not guilty......

Those people also got their hands on it.

*****

Nie Wuli is like a dying man.

Holding Bai Xinrou in one hand and holding a sword in the other, he slashed away the branches and vines that stood in the way in the forest, stumbling and running.

From time to time, he turned back to Bai Xinrou and drank coldly: "Hurry up, don't die for me." ”

"Miss Nie, I can't run." Bai Xinrou gasped, and as soon as she finished speaking, her legs hit the vines under her feet, and she fell to the ground with a 'plop'.