In the mountains and forests, Gu Xinghe is shuttling rapidly, he is not walking on the mountain road, because the mountain road is rugged and difficult, and it will delay time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He is jumping forward in a tree, the mountain forest is densely wooded, and his feet are always on the thick trunk and then jumping to another tree. Whether it's up or down, or down the hill, or the stream, he doesn't care. He was like a sensitive mountain ape shuttling through the trees, leisurely.

But his leather coat, which was blown up by the mountain wind, was covered with blood, and it was densely covered with swords, guns and arrow marks. In his left hand, he carried a long spear on his shoulder, the body of which was silver and shiny, and at one end of the spear head, there was a red tassel a foot long, on which was tied a wine gourd and a human head, and a human head with missing eyes and a face cut to pieces by the sword.

"Rustle." Amid the shaking of branches and leaves, Gu Xinghe came to his destination, a hidden place halfway up the mountainside, and not far away, there was a simple grass hut, which was his temporary residence.

"Trash, you have today, too." Gu Xinghe jumped down from the ancient tree, looked back at the disgusting and smelly human head tied to the red tassel, and showed a smile. He didn't care, took off the wine gourd on the side of the head, raised his head and drank a few times, and suddenly shouted: "Cut off your head and drink, be happy." Eliminate evil and promote good, and be happy. Defend the family and the country, and be happy. ”

Gu Xinghe finished drinking, unscrewed his head with his left hand, stared at the man's head and shouted: "Lao Tzu has been lying under your bed for three days and three nights, and finally waited for the opportunity to destroy you with one blow." Chop off your limbs on the spot, cut off your tongue, then rip off your ears, gouge out your eyes, and finally take off your head. ”

"The garbage of the Yu Dynasty, you are a disaster for the place, you oppress the good, and dozens of civilian families are ruined, you collude with the Liang Dynasty and betray the intelligence, thinking that it is well hidden? Think that with the protection of his subordinates, he can get away with it? Can you cover up your countless sins? But you forget, there is another kind of warrior in the world, called the ranger. ”

After Gu Xinghe finished speaking, he threw his head into the sky, and the spear in his right hand followed him.

"Smack." The skull was crushed, and the broken bones and flesh foamed blood and brains splashed everywhere, spraying dozens of meters in a radius, and also splashed Gu Xinghe's body, all over his face. But he didn't care, laughed a few times, and vented the joy in his heart.

"Now there is no discipline, no law, and these wicked people are lawless. Then I will carry out the law, although I am also a murderer, but I feel righteous in my heart. In the past few months, I have never practiced the kung fu. But my heart is happy, but my skills are not retreating but advancing, and I vaguely condense the belief and spirit of martial arts, and if I continue like this, it may be an opportunity to break through the transcendent realm. ”

Gu Xinghe was originally a native of Dingzhou in the Yu Dynasty, and at the age of more than forty, he was a lone ranger and traveled around. More than half a year ago, he was traveling in the Daxin Dynasty when he heard of the invasion of the Liang Dynasty and came to his aid from 100,000 miles away. When he arrived in Dingzhou, the war had come to an end, but after the war ended, Dingzhou was not calm. The state has not yet had time to govern these shattered lands, which have been destroyed in one fell swoop. For the past two months, he has been alone, trying to maintain the chaotic order.

But he didn't feel alone, and he wasn't alone. There are still many young people who have traveled, brave veterans, and righteous heroes.

Gu Xinghe walked back to the grass house, pushed the door and entered, the grass house was extremely simple, a wooden board was placed on the ground, it was his bed. A smaller, broken plank was also on the side, and it was his dining table. At this time, in the dining table, a small wooden basket was placed, and in it was a clay pot, which he knew was sake, and it was also the wine in his wine gourd, although it was not strong, but it was sweet.

On one side of the clay pot, there are also a few mountain fruits and two flatbreads. Looking at the half-green appearance of the mountain fruit, it should have been picked yesterday. This shows that this basket was also placed last night.

Gu Xinghe smiled, his face was covered with all kinds of filth, he looked like a demon in hell, but when he laughed, he was full of kindness, pure, as innocent as a child who saw a toy.

"Under the chaos, production and life were destroyed, and even the wild beasts were led by the king of the jungle and took refuge. Food is extremely scarce, and it is not uncommon to eat people. These two little guys are sincere. That's it, I'll take it. ”

The grass house is on the mountainside, and not far from the foot of the mountain, there is a small village, where all the commoners, old and young, women and children live. The young, promising, forceful, gifted young and strong all went to the towns outside. In the past, they would come back occasionally, and some would come back with wealth. Either die outside, or break out of the inheritance outside, and take the family out. But a big war, Pingdong County and Zhengdong County, were basically destroyed. Those who don't come back may never come back.

These mountain people are extremely simple, and the only force in the village is the escort formed by some old hunters, and only one martial artist is the village head, teaching the children of the village martial arts.

Gu Xinghe came here a few months ago to entrench, often hunting some prey, and going down the mountain to exchange some wine and food. The village chief has two children, a boy and a girl, both of whom are only seven or eight years old, simple and simple. Seeing Gu Xinghe, the village chief knew that he was a martial artist who had traveled to the mainland and had excellent martial arts, so he instructed his children to visit him, hoping to worship him as a teacher.

They didn't have any good stuff either, the two children, just some crude drinks and food every day. This is extremely valuable in the current shortage of food. The mountain road is rugged, and it is extremely hard for the two children to go up and down every day. In the blink of an eye, it persisted for months.

"Without martial arts, how can this person survive in a world of cannibalism." Gu Xinghe finished eating the mountain fruits and flatbread in the basket in two bites, and then poured the sake from the clay pot into the wine gourd. Just pushed the door out, in recent months, he has been thinking about it, and he will do it when he thinks of it.

He has been at the high level of the Great Martial Master for three years, and the blood exchange has long been completed, with a strength of 10,000 catties, and the strength of a Black Nightmare Giant Beast. But since then, he has been unarmed, but in the past few months, he has been killing people and drinking, but his skills have improved. He knows that what he needs now is to have a clear mind and follow his feelings. When lawlessness is over, the transcendent realm is within reach. This is not to say that it violates the law and discipline, but to forget the rules and constraints, and let the thoughts be accessible, like a child, unrestrained.

The speed of the ancient galaxy is extremely fast, and it is more difficult to go down the mountain than to go up the mountain, that is, the mountain people who have walked in the mountains and forests all their lives, and it takes two hours to go down from the halfway up the mountain to the foot of the mountain. And Gu Xinghe always jumped down, straight down dozens of meters, and the branches and rocks were all tools for him to borrow. But in just half a moment, he descended to the foot of the mountain, and was about to reach the mountain village.

"Something is wrong, there is a smell of blood, it is so strong at such a distance, it must be the blood of many people." Suddenly, Gu Xinghe's face froze. He had a keen sense of smell and experience, and immediately knew that something was wrong in the village.

"Huh." Gu Xinghe's speed suddenly accelerated, and it was only two seconds for a hundred meters, which was faster than the strongest tiger and leopard, and he rushed towards the mountain village with a strong wind sound like an afterimage.

"Shooting stars." At the moment when he rushed into the entrance of the village, Gu Xinghe didn't look at it, his left hand flashed, and a blue light flew out of his belt, it was a flying knife, as small as a finger, as fast as a meteor, and flew into a house on the side of the road in the blink of an eye.

"Ugh." There was a dull scream, and a figure fell from the shattered window of the house.

Gu Xinghe didn't look at it, the man was by the window, ready to attack him with a bow and arrow, and he was found killing and breathing early in the morning. His throwing knife pierced the wall and stabbed the man's throat.

"Step." Gu Xinghe rushed all the way, and in a few breaths it approached the center of the mountain village, turning a corner. Gu Xinghe stopped.

In front of me is a small square, but it is the hell of Shura, hundreds of corpses and bones are piled up, blood is flowing like a river, minced meat, internal organs, like sparse flowers and plants that have been trampled, colorful, spread all over the ground. Gu Xinghe's face was expressionless, and when he swept it over, he found more than a dozen familiar faces, these were the mountain people in the village.

"Hmm." Gu Xinghe took two steps forward, and suddenly, he was breathing, and he only felt a dull pain in his heart. Just a few meters in front of his feet, the head of a boy was lying on its side in a pool of blood, and his body did not know where it had gone. Next to the boy's head, a girl, naked, twisted into a twisted shape, was thrown to the ground indiscriminately.

This boy and girl, Gu Xinghe recognized, they worked tirelessly every day, bringing him coarse flatbreads, mountain fruits, and unstrong sake. But at this moment, Gu Xinghe felt that what he had just eaten in his stomach was the most poisonous poison, turning the river and the sea in his stomach, making his liver and intestines break inch.

"Yo, here's a guest." On one side of the square, a stone house was pushed open. Three burly, bearded, blood-stained warriors walked out. They all had swords, bows and arrows in their hands. Gu Xinghe's eyes were sharp, and he saw the scene in the stone house through the gap in the warrior's body, three naked women, lying lifeless on the ground.

"Just one of you martial artists, two warriors, can't kill this village, who did it?" Gu Xinghe's voice was hoarse and asked softly.

"The bearded team. They seem to have joined a cult, and when we came, they were all dead, and they were all tortured and killed. The leading martial artist spread his hands, he saw that Gu Xinghe was not easy to mess with, and said truthfully.

"So what are you doing here?"

"Let's follow the bearded man and see if there's anything cheap to pick up."

"You're playing with female corpses?"

"Ahem, no. They still had a breath of air at that time. ”

Gu Xinghe nodded, his voice was calm, and said, "Then you will die." ”

"What?" Before the leading martial artist could react, he saw a silver light flash in front of his eyes.

"Bang." A dull, like the sound of a huge mountain sliding, sounded, and countless blood foams and flesh flew out like raindrops, splashing out a hundred meters away.

Gu Xinghe slowly lifted the spear, and in front of him, there were no three big living people, only a half-meter-deep and two-meter-square dirt pit, and the dirt pit was covered with more than 100,000 pieces of flesh and blood.

Gu Xinghe's eyes shone with a bone-chilling flame. He crouched down, gently picked up the boy's head, and pulled a strip of cloth on his back. Following the observed traces, they quickly chased out of the mountain village.

"You can't run, the ends of the earth, even if I die, I won't let you go."