On the horizon, a fiery red skyline splits the darkness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The morning sun rises slowly, but it never stops.

In the gale, Xinghuan felt the sudden surge of fire and cold poison in his body, and couldn't help coughing, feeling helpless.

There is not much internal strength, and the barren mountain behind him is long gone.

After thinking about it, Xinghuan no longer wasted his internal strength, and after sweeping his eyes on the ground, he landed in a place where there was scattered fire.

I saw that his footsteps were a little volleyed in the air, and his body was stunned, and he fell towards the ground like a fairy.

The ground is getting closer, and the light of the fire is getting clearer.

It's a village, a quiet village, dead quiet.

The tip of the nose, a faint smell of blood.

The village has had its own deaths, and many people have ......

The smell of blood grew stronger, and in the village, the doors of every house were closed, and only a few places dared to light faint candles.

In the street, Xinghuan fell silently, and the scene in front of him made him frightened.

Anyone who sees corpses all over the ground will be terrified.

Here, what's going on?

After a pause, Xinghuan came to a corpse and squatted down to check it out.

This is a man wearing a strong suit, and there are several people around him who are dressed the same as the man, and such a uniform dress is generally a disciple of the sect.

The man's corpse was stiff and cracked, much like the appearance he had created after condensing the essence blood, and he was even more sure of this after experimenting with the method of blood training.

There was indeed not a trace of blood in the corpse, as if it had been sucked dry.

The wound was on the neck, a long, narrow and oozing opening, and no blood was coming out.

This is a knife wound, and if it is a sword, the wound will be elongated.

On the corpse, apart from this knife wound, there were no other fatal wounds.

It seems to have been rummaged through, and there is nothing but a piece of clothing.

got up, Xinghuan examined the surrounding corpses one by one and found that the death was the same as that of the man.

What kind of person is it, what kind of martial arts can be fatal with a knife, and at the same time, it will suck all the blood in the human body......

Perhaps, it was the other party who killed these people and then slowly sucked their blood dry.

It's too similar, too similar to his method of condensing essence and blood.

Slowly breathing a sigh of relief, Xinghuan strolled through the streets, contemplating.

Around the corner, another corpse appeared, and gradually, more and more corpses appeared in front of his eyes.

There are men and women, monks, and Taoist priests......

The fiery red skyline unconsciously turned into a canopy, dispelling the darkness.

After knocking on the doors of several households, Xinghuan gave up on this move.

It was clear that the people in this village were scared and on guard.

For when he knocked on the door, he noticed the sound and the faint voice of words inside.

In front of a tailor's shop, Xinghuan stopped, looked down at his somewhat torn dress, and sighed.

Although there was a female corpse in front of him, he had no interest in wearing the clothes of the dead, and that was disrespectful to the dead.

People are already dead, and it is a bit too much to strip off people's clothes and leave a naked corpse......

He was not interested, so he continued to wear a torn dress and continue to walk down the street as if no one was around.

So, when there was no response to the knock on the door, he had no choice but to break in.

Yu's tailor!

After a casual glance, Xinghuan disappeared around the corner without moving.

Inside the tailor's shop, a man and a woman were quietly watching the outside through the crack in the door.

Inexplicably relieved, the man said, "It should be gone." ”

The woman hesitated a little and said, "The clothes on her body are a little torn, as if she wants to come in and buy some clothes." ”

The man sighed: "Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case." ”

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded in the ears of the two: "She's right, I'm just here to buy clothes." ”

The air suddenly froze, and the bodies of a man and a woman suddenly froze and slowly turned around.

Behind him, Xinghuan was standing with a smile.

The man subconsciously protected the woman behind him, and said tremblingly: "You, don't come over." ”

Xinghuan looked at the man's actions, showed appreciation, and said, "I just happened to pass by here." ”

The man was hesitant and defensive.

Silently, the woman walked out from behind the man and comforted: "Husband, it's okay, this girl has no malice." ”

Since the other party was able to come in quietly, if you wanted to kill them, why bothered so much.

As if having figured this out, the man relaxed slightly.

The room was cramped at all times, but it was not crowded at all, neatly furnished and clean.

Xinghuan looked at the exquisite clothes hanging around him, and said casually, "What's going on outside?" ”

The woman, who was measuring him, twitched her fingers and glanced at the man.

The man brought a chair for Xinghuan, paused, and said with a wry smile: "We don't know about this, I was awakened last night, and I only know that those people were killed by one person." ”

Xinghuan already knew this from the wounds on those corpses.

Stretching his arms, Xinghuan turned around and said, "What kind of person is it?" ”

With fear in his eyes, the man subconsciously whispered: "A man with a strange long knife in his hand. ”

Strange long knives?

Xing Huan Dun was interested.

Under his questioning, the man thought carefully and described what he had seen last night.

After all, it's night, and even if the moon is soft, you can't see it very clearly.

What's more, the man still peeked through the crack in the door.

As luck would have it, last night, outside his shop, the man had just stopped for a moment and killed a woman.

So, he saw some.

He didn't see the man's appearance clearly, but he saw the knife very clearly, and he will never forget it.

Because, it was a long knife that emitted a faint red light.

Under the moonlight, the knife was very strange......

A master of using a knife, Xinghuan has only met one so far.

Fu Qingyi!

The knife in his hand made a deep impression on him, and he still can't forget the violent murderous aura contained in the long knife.

Could it be Fu Qingyi?

After thinking about it, Xinghuan denied this speculation.

If it is Fu Qingyi, there must be Wanwan by his side, which is well known in the rivers and lakes.

And, even if it is, then why do these people go after each other?

If not, who would it be?

There are too many dead people, all kinds of people, Fu Qingyi doesn't seem to have done anything to provoke the anger of the public.

Inexplicably, Xinghuan paused.

Like, a lot of people are looking for him.

Could it be that it has something to do with him?

A strange death......

When you think about it, it seems, maybe, probably, it really has something to do with him......

Outside, it's getting dark.

The woman measured the size and asked, "What kind of clothes does the girl want?" ”

Xinghuan was thinking, so he said casually: "Whatever." ”

The woman thought for a moment and turned to leave.

On the side, the man was peeking at Xinghuan with wandering eyes.

The sunlight outside the window shines through the window, which naturally illuminates Xinghuan's face.

It's beautiful.

This is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in half his life.

Suddenly, there was a confusion of footsteps and words outside the door.

Coming back to his senses, the man quietly looked through the crack in the door.