As for training from the beginning of the day, Wen Hao spent almost all of his time on training, and only used the time before going to bed every day to learn book knowledge.

Every day of training, although Wen Hao has always insisted on it, but after all, he is only eleven years old, and his physical exhaustion is naturally needless to say, as soon as he goes to bed, he quickly falls asleep.

Wen Hao, who was asleep, didn't know how long it was, when suddenly there was a loud roar, the earth trembled, and Wen Hao was suddenly startled to sleep, followed by a noisy sound.

Wen Hao, who was hazy, got up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked out through the window, the sky was still as dark as ink, only a few stars were blinking like naughty children.

The entire Wen family's mansion was already brightly lit, and a large number of heavily armed guards ran towards the front yard with solemn expressions, while those forceless maids and servants were dodging in panic and screaming in fear.

Looking at everything that happened outside the window, Wen Hao's whole body trembled, and he suddenly knew that something was wrong, and before he could react, a series of roars came, shaking the earth and trembling, like an earthquake, making people a little unstable.

Immediately, from the place where the roar sounded, terrifying energy fluctuations overflowed, making Wen Hao, who was standing in the room, tremble, and his face turned pale all of a sudden.

Without having time to think about it, Wen Hao turned around, quickly put on his clothes, took a short sword from the wall and held it tightly in his hand, and then rushed out of the door.

Out of the door, Wen Hao didn't stop, ran directly to the front yard, and met many flustered maids and servants along the way, but at this time, no one noticed Wen Hao, the little young master.

As soon as he entered the front yard door, Wen Hao was stunned.

At this time, the front yard was already in ruins, the killing cry sounded to the sky, corpses could be seen everywhere, and the blood was about to converge into a small river, as if it had become a battlefield.

The front wall had fallen, and a large number of black-clothed men exuding a powerful aura rushed from outside, all armed with weapons and murderous faces, and everywhere they passed, everyone they met was slashed by their merciless sword, even those unarmed old and weak women and children.

And the guards of the Wen Mansion did not show weakness, using all the cover, and the strong crossbows in their hands continued to shoot out of the Dao Dao, constantly taking away the lives of those who rushed to the black, vowing to keep them out.

Although Wen Hao was born in a martial arts family and had practiced martial arts for six or seven years, he was only eleven years old after all, and he had never really seen a fight, let alone such a terrifying scene.

Looking at those lives that kept falling, watching the gurgling blood shoot out like water, and listening to the wails of those people full of unwillingness and fear before they died, Wen Hao's face suddenly turned pale, fear rushed straight to his head from the bottom of his heart, his mind was blank, and he stood there in a daze, forgetting that he was still in a dangerous place.

When Wen Hao was in a daze, those black-clothed people who were not afraid of death finally rushed into the front yard after paying a lot of casualties, and then, the Wen Mansion guards did not show weakness, dropped the strong crossbow in their hands, pulled out the sword at their waists, red eyes, and the strength of their whole body flowed, and they greeted him with murderous energy.

In close combat, the guards and black-clothed people are not afraid of death, especially the guards of the Wenfu, the other party is insulting them when they attack the Wenfu, and they naturally can't let go of the other party easily.

Everyone is completely in a life-for-life frame, even if they are slashed by the other party, they will take this opportunity to cut each other again, and even a few guards were pierced by the man in black from behind with a sword, they actually when they were dying, they picked up the sword in their hands and stabbed into their body, and the sword pierced out of the body, directly stabbing the man in black behind him to death.

Wen Hao's face was colorless, and he just stood there, like a fool, motionless looking at the situation in front of him like Shura's hell.

"Bump"

A black shadow suddenly flew in and landed heavily in front of Wen Hao, shocking Wen Hao's whole body.

Feeling the danger, Wen Hao instinctively pulled out the sword in his hand and held it tightly, and it was only then that he turned his eyes to pay attention to the man in black covered in blood on the ground.

The man in black also seemed to feel Wen Hao standing in front of him, and he was shocked, his eyes flashed with murderous anger, and he was about to attack Wen Hao, but as soon as his body moved, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, but he was no longer able to get up.

Feeling the cold murderous aura, Wen Hao's heart trembled, the huge crisis made him not care so much, and the sword in his hand instinctively stabbed at the man in black on the ground.

"Snort"

With a soft sound, the sharp sword easily pierced into the body of the man in black under his frightened eyes, and as Wen Hao withdrew the sword in his hand, a stream of bright red blood spurted out, drenching Wen Hao's head and body.

Feeling the hot breath on his body and smelling the smell of blood, Wen Hao didn't know why, he actually stretched out his tongue and licked the hot blood on the side of his mouth, it seemed to taste good, and he pouted.

"Young Master Wen Hao, why did you come here?" An anxious voice suddenly sounded behind Wen Hao, and then an old man with white hair and an anxious face appeared beside Wen Hao.

When the old man saw Wen Hao covered in blood, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly stepped forward, and while checking Wen Hao's body, he asked anxiously, "Young Master Wen Hao, where are you injured?"

Startled by the old man's actions and voice, Wen Hao finally came back to his senses, looked at the anxious old man in front of him, and said with a trembling voice and extreme fear: "Fang ...... Grandpa Fang, I'm ...... I...... Homicide...... people. ”

After examining Wen Hao's whole body, he found no injuries, hearing Wen Hao's voice full of fear, and then turning his head to look at the body of the man in black beside him and the short sword that was still dripping with blood in Wen Hao's hand, the old man suddenly understood.

"My lord once said that a man should protect his family and relatives from harm. The old man put his hands on Wen Hao's shoulders and comforted: "These people in black destroyed our homes and killed our relatives, as a man, our responsibility is to slaughter them, so the young master doesn't have to blame himself." ”

Hearing this, Wen Hao looked up at the ruined front yard and the countless corpses on the ground, as if he understood something, his eyes instantly turned red, the sword in his hand was held tighter, and a cold murderous aura came out of his body, and he said coldly: "Yes, these people destroyed our homes and killed our relatives, we should slaughter them all." ”

Wen Hao's breakthrough change startled the old man, especially the strong murderous aura, even the powerful old man had some heart palpitations.

Looking at Wen Hao, whose temperament had changed greatly and his whole body was wrapped in murderous aura, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched a few times, and he didn't know what kind of impact his words would have on the child in front of him.

"I hope it's okay!" the old man pleaded in his heart, and then regardless of Wen Hao's reaction, he picked him up and rushed to the backyard.

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