What did the man do here? No one knew his purpose, and now, walking down a muddy path, he was approaching the village little by little, and a gust of mountain wind down the terraces blew his clothes, and the brim of his hat was blown off, revealing his true face.

He is a thousand nights of wormwood, the terrible man who likes to laugh evilly, and his appearance is still the same as in the past, full of a dark sense of coercion, and no one dares to look at him more, lest he lose his life.

Having said that, the organization called "Xi" has appeared now, and there are four of them, namely Qianye Aima, the old man (name unknown), the black long knife hand Qu Liyou, and a terrifying demon.

Judging from the current performance of these four people, they seem to be first-class people, although the old man has not made a move, but he can enter this organization, and in that tone, he will not be inferior to Qianye Aima, presumably his strength will not be much worse, maybe, his strength will be higher than Aima.

Xi, what does this organization want to do, looking at the current pattern of the four planets, the organization does not account for a single star in the pattern, and it has not attracted the attention of the high-level, their purpose is actually some strange things, some are fearful, and some are considered to be waste, those things that don't know what to use are being collected by this organization little by little, and no one can see their movements.

Speaking of which, this organization seems to have only been established in recent years, and on the four planets, there have been no clear disturbances, so it is natural that it is not taken seriously, and at present, in the eyes of the high-level, there are two clear evil forces, one is the interstellar pirate who has done a lot of evil, and the other is the rain master who thinks evil, these two evil forces have buried the seeds of evil on the four planets early, and it has been difficult to eradicate them for decades, or even hundreds of years, which really gives those high-level headaches.

The pattern of the world is turbulent, no one wants to stand at the cusp of the wind and waves, some new evil forces, often drill out when the high-level is not careful, become a major tumor in the world, so stay tuned, the advent of the world's great turmoil, the dark age, will eventually introduce many evil forces, some guys, has become buried in the light, the tick-tock, called a non-stop bomb, and some people have long been unable to help it, hiding in the dark and sneering.

In a field below him, a farmer was bare-chested, his black hair was tied in a gray cloth bag, his black trousers were rolled up at his knees, his feet were submerged in the gray mud, and there were seven or eight rows of neatly arranged seedlings in front of him, and he was bent over, and he was sticking it in his hands.

When he saw the reflection of wormwood in the water, he leaned up and looked at him, and the hemp was dressed in a black robe, which made him feel strange, and he knew that this man was from a foreign country.

This is really rare, no outsider has been to Tanggu for decades, and it is a new thing to see the last time, and it happened that this farmer met, and when he saw Aima, he smiled, with a simple face, and he asked: "This friend is from other places, what do you call it?"

Thousand Nights Wormwood stopped, the corners of his mouth curled into a strange evil smile, he slowly turned to face the farmer, stared at him, and pointed the palm of his right palm at him.

The farmer saw that he was facing himself with his palm, a little confused, he knew that waving at people was a sign of politeness, and Ai Ma stretched out his hand to him without moving, was it a new way to greet outside, he didn't know, but his eyes were glazed, and he smiled stupidly: "Huh? Is this a way to greet people?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and also used the palm of his right hand to face Qianye Aima, and said with a smile: "Hello, welcome to Tanggu, may I ask, do you need me to give you a tour guide?"

As soon as the words fell, the peasant's body was sucked up by the wormwood, and his neck fell into the hands of the wormwood, and the wormwood asked him with a smile: "Tell me where the three-legged bird is?"

Hearing the "three-legged bird", the peasant knew that the person who came was not good, and his throat was clicked again, although there was a smile on his face, but he was full of anger, such a guy was really heart-wrenching.

"I ...... I won't tell ...... What about a guy like you. ”

His throat was difficult to make a sound, just because Ai Ma stuck his throat very hard, as soon as he finished speaking, the strength of Ai Ma's hand began to increase, and the peasant resisted more violently, his hand, desperately picking at Ai Ma's five fingers, his mouth let out a suffocating whining.

His hands were covered with mud, and Ai Mo's hands were dirty, and his little strength was not enough to save his life, his eyes became red, staring at the house not far away, and his heart was shouting: "Run, run, run, my wife and daughter!"

At this time, a puff of green smoke floated from the house not far away, and the man's wife was stir-frying, and after glancing at the little girl playing with the pink fan behind her, she shouted: "Xin'er, stop playing with the fan, go and call your father for dinner!"

The girl happily agreed, "Oh, got it." ”

After speaking, she secretly went out with a fan, as soon as the door opened, he looked at the place where his father was plowing the field, and the whole person was stupid, she must have a certain body, and the fan in her hand fell to the ground.

When the woman heard the sound of the falling fan, she didn't turn her head, he just shouted: "What's the matter, Xin'er, don't throw your beloved fan on the ground." ”

She knew that Xin'er hadn't gone out yet, because there was no sound of the door closing, and there was no footsteps going out, so she shouted again: "Xin'er!"

The little girl still didn't answer, the woman seemed to feel that something was wrong, turned around to look, she saw Xin'er standing at the door, her body was shaking, she was very curious, Xin'er What's wrong, so she put down the spatula in her hand and walked over, she touched Xin'er's back with one hand, and said gently: "What's wrong!"

The little girl still did not answer, and the woman was curious, and she followed her daughter's gaze, only to find that her husband had thrust it and spat blood out of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the woman's heart rose to her throat, and she almost screamed.

In the midst of all the horror, she still had a little sense, picked up the fan, and closed the door.

The peasant is dead, his death is very scary, his eyes seem to fall out, it is really ridiculous to say, this peasant actually greets Qianye Aima, and does not know whether the mugwort is good or bad, he really deserves it! Qianye Aima is a demon who kills people without blinking.

The sound of the door closing attracted him, and when he glanced at the hut, he saw the smoke rising from the roof, and threw the dead peasant in the field, and his wicked face turned towards the house, and his steps slowly moved in that direction.

Along this ridge, you can see that in the distance ahead, there are more than a dozen houses huddled together, and many people are over there, and those people are also the target of Ai Ma and so on.

"Xin'er, no matter what happens later, don't speak. The woman covered the little girl's mouth and said.

The little girl nodded in fear, her expression numb.

At this moment, a footstep slowly leaned over, the woman's eyes widened, her body leaned against the door, the hand holding the folding fan touched the child's head, and the other hand clasped the deadbolt.

Ai Ma approached little by little, and the heartbeat of the two began to accelerate, and suddenly, Ai Ma's footsteps stopped, and he stopped in front of the door.

Bang bang –

The woman's heart had never beaten so fast, the girl's face was frightened like never before, the room was quiet, only the food was sizzling, and even so, the eyes of the wormwood slipped to the door.