In the shadow of the sword and sword, Mu Chong made a move without mercy, and after a few rounds, Mu Chong proudly collected his gun, and the Yuan soldiers who had fought with him fell to the ground one by one.

After Mu Chong stood firm, many Ming Sect disciples rushed out from a distance one after another, and at the forefront were the ten disciples of the Discipline Hall who had been reprimanded by Wen Xuan.

"Wen Gongzi is injured!"

"How are you hurt?"

A group of people surrounded Wen Xuan and asked questions, while Mu Chong squatted down to check Wen Xuan's injuries.

Wen Xuan said with some surprise: "You still have this?" ”

"Have you forgotten what my mother does? I don't have the skills to poison her, but you can always deal with this little injury. Mu Chong said as he ripped off the clean placket wrapped in the black robe and held it in his hand.

"Bear with me!" Mu Chong reminded softly, and then suddenly exerted his strength, pulling out the arrow on Wen Xuan's shoulder.

Wen Xuan gritted his teeth, and the pain of tearing away the flesh and blood in an instant made him sweat coldly, his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't hold back and didn't scream.

"It's quite bearable." While Mu Chong bandaged his wounds, he didn't forget to tease Wen Xuan.

Wen Xuan took a few deep breaths in succession before enduring the severe pain, and said with a pale face: "This kind of external injury can't kill anyone, you hurry up and take the rest of the brothers to support Brother Sheng and Brother Li!" ”

"Okay, I'll go."

After Mu Chong agreed, he instructed the ten disciples of the Discipline Hall, "You stay here, and the rest will come with me!" ”

"Wait a minute!" Wen Xuan still shouted at Mu Chong uneasily, and advised: "Don't underestimate that Richard. ”

Mu Chong nodded, "Don't worry, I remember." With that, he took a hundred elites and went straight to the center of the village.

"Leave me alone, go and save the old man." The weak Wen Xuan raised his arm and pointed in the direction of Uncle Li's house.

The disciples of the Discipline Hall at the head responded respectfully, leaving the two of them to protect Wen Xuan, and led the others to run quickly towards Uncle Li's house.

"Help me up." After Wen Xuan gave the order, he was still not worried about Uncle Li's safety, and insisted on going to see it in person.

When he walked to the door of Uncle Li's house, Wen Xuan saw the gloomy faces of several disciples, his heart sank, and his pace sped up a little.

Uncle Li in the house was lying quietly on his side in a pool of blood, and he had long since lost his breath.

Wen Xuan slowly knelt in front of Uncle Li, and he gently closed his eyes and kowtowed respectfully three times in order to be blind.

The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid.

After doing all this, Wen Xuan focused his cold and piercing gaze on Xiao Er, who was huddled in the corner and shivering.

"I didn't hurt it! I didn't hurt it! Although the shopkeeper was already sitting on the ground against the wall, his legs were still rubbing back vigorously on the ground, which was very afraid of Wen Xuan.

After Wen Xuan pulled out the soft sword, the dull-eyed shopkeeper suddenly laughed again, laughing maniacally, "I killed Old Man Li!" Hahaha, I killed Old Man Li! They're all dead! All dead! After laughing, water flowed from his eyes again.

"He's crazy, he was already like this when I got here." The disciple of the Discipline Hall at the head whispered beside Wen Xuan.

Although I don't know what kind of grievances Wen Xuan has had with the two of them in the past two days, I have already guessed from the more than a dozen horrific wounds cut out of Uncle Li's body by the ring knife and Xiao Er's crazy appearance.

Wen Xuan put away his soft sword and smiled sadly, "After all, it wasn't me who harmed me, if I hadn't chosen the location of the decisive battle here, I wouldn't have killed so many innocent villagers." ”

"Childe's Day mourning."

If it had been placed in the past, the disciples of the Discipline Hall would definitely say something like "how can there be no casualties in the war", but since being scolded by Wen Xuan, their mood has changed greatly, and they have lowered their heads in silence.

"After the war, the villagers and brothers who died will be buried, and that's all we can do to compensate for this." Although Wen Xuan's tone was calm, there was an indescribable loss and self-blame in his heart.

He has seen countless things in his previous life, and he has always believed that people are inherently dead, and there is no difference between early death and late death except for representing the strength and weakness of people.

But when he walked step by step from the Covered Boat Mountain to Taizhou, he experienced many things that made his heart change greatly, and his perception of the whole world and human nature changed a lot.

How many lives are involved in the decisions you make in the first thought?

Do you really have the ability and courage to take on such a responsibility? Wen Xuan couldn't help but ask herself.

"Young Master Wen, your injuries are not light, let's escort you out of here first, right?" Seeing Wen Xuan's face becoming paler, the disciple of the Discipline Hall at the head asked worriedly.

After coming back to his senses, Wen Xuan said gloomily: "Our manpower has all been sent to Wanhe Village, how can there be a safer place than here?" What's more, the brothers of the Mingjiao are all fighting bloody battles in front, how can I survive in secret? ”

The disciples of the Discipline Hall bowed their heads in shame, and the words of this Wen Gongzi always made them feel ashamed.

"Let's go, although I can't help you kill a few more Yuan soldiers, at least I can help Brother Sheng keep an eye on the battlefield situation."

The disciples of the Discipline Hall immediately obeyed the order and closely guarded Wen Xuan to go around the road to find Sheng Wenyu......

In the midst of the chaos, Kang Lilai, who was riding on a tall horse, was holding a short knife and trembling to protect it in front of him.

As a civil official, he has not touched a blade for more than ten years, and he has never seen such a large-scale bloody battle.

When he had previously killed the Haikou with an overwhelming advantage, he still felt that he was infinitely beautiful, and he thought that being a victorious general who led his troops to fight was nothing more than that.

Just when he was complacent, he saw so many Mingjiao demons suddenly killed from the west of the village, and he almost fell off his horse in fright.

It happened that Li Chahan was leading people to chase and kill Wen Xuan, Kang Liwei suddenly panicked, only to know that he shouted "resist the enemy" in his mouth, and fearfully snatched a short knife from the hand of the soldier next to him to protect himself.

Before the formation could be stabilized, a reckless man like a demon suddenly came out of the chaotic formation, and went straight to Kang Liwei!

The long-handled broadsword in Tie Niu's hand swung like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the Yuan soldiers who stood in the way, and after a short time, the Yuan soldiers within a few steps of him were forced back.

"Where did this monster come from?"

Frightened, he tried to turn his horse's head and run away, but he was so crowded that the horses could not even rush out under the neighing of the horses.

"Richard Han, come and save me!"

Kang Liwei saw that the fierce iron bull was getting stronger and stronger from him, and he couldn't help but cry out for help.

In his heart, a fierce general like Li Tieniu is unmatchable to Richard!