Ahem, ahem!

The man was still alive, lying in a pool of blood, and he coughed violently again, and the blood foam coughed up sprayed on Cheng Xiaotian's face one by one. Cheng Xiaotian, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, was momentary, his eyes wide, staring at this "bloody man".

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a bloody man, this person is soaked in blood from head to toe, every inch is soaked in blood, the whole body is dark red, and there is only a touch of white in his eyes.

Lifting the girl to take a closer look, this is a 14 or 5-year-old boy, I can't tell if there is any injury, even the blood he coughed up in his mouth, I don't know if he vomited it himself, or if the blood of his family poured into his throat.

Coughing, the young man began to gasp for breath, his eyes were still dull looking at the void in front of him, and he turned a blind eye to Cheng Xiaotian.

Cheng Xiaotian slowly stretched out his right hand, pointed at the young man's eyebrows, closed his eyes and sensed it. Spiritual power poured in from the Seal Hall, and the young man's body tightened, and he closed his eyes and passed out.

After a long time, Cheng Xiaotian let out a breath and withdrew his hand.

Fortunately, the young man was not injured, but his mental state was unstable, and the sea of knowledge was churning violently.

Cheng Xiaotian carefully picked up the young man and went out......

In the evening, a bonfire was lit by a stream outside the village, and Cheng Xiaotian and the rescued boy sat opposite each other, both silent. Around them, a "hill bag" was erected, and the whole village was buried in it, except for the surviving boy.

"What's your name?" Finally, Cheng Xiaotian broke the silence and asked, his voice dry and hoarse.

"Gordon." The young man stared blankly at the flames and replied with a blank expression.

"Oh......" Cheng Xiaotian nodded, not knowing how to continue the conversation, and fell silent again.

And so on and so on, until the two moons rose in the middle of the sky at the same time, and the young man named Gordon spoke, "You, a soldier of the Arathi Basin?" ”

Cheng Xiaotian nodded.

"I will avenge my family's revenge." Gordon said categorically, his eyes met Cheng Xiaotian for the first time.

Cheng Xiaotian was stabbed by his sharp gaze, but he didn't have the courage to look at each other and lowered his head.

"If you can't do it yourself, I'll do it." Cheng Xiaotian shook his head and did not agree.

"No!" Gordon shouted, Cheng Xiaotian was taken aback, raised his head, and the young man stared straight at him, without backing down.

Cheng Xiaotian smiled bitterly and shook his head, not knowing what to say or do.

A hand reached over, and Cheng Xiaotian chased this hand, watching Gordon grab his wrist.

The young man held Cheng Xiaotian tightly and said, "I heard them say that their next stop is Mawei Town in the northwest, and you have to rush over immediately."

Cheng Xiaotian was startled, looked up at Gordon, and after seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, he nodded and got up.

"You just stay here and wait for me, don't leave." Cheng Xiaotian admonished, and it wasn't until Gordon nodded and agreed that he harnessed the sword light to pierce the night sky and flew to the northwest.

Seeing Cheng Xiaotian disappear into the sky, the young Gordon suddenly ran away and rushed into his house. The body had been collected, and the pool of blood was still there, and he threw himself into the pool of blood, rummaging under his bed, and from time to time dragging out a rusty iron box.

As soon as he lifted the lid of the box, there was a simple dagger inside, and Gordon grabbed the dagger and pinned it into his waist with his backhand, turned around and ran out the door. As soon as he arrived at the door, he stopped and leaned on the door frame and turned around, his dirty face already full of murderous energy.

"Father, mother, and sister, I will take you to revenge!" Gritting his teeth, Gordon knelt in a pool of blood, held a pool of viscous plasma with both hands, gritted his teeth, and swallowed it raw!

Click!

While Gordon drank the plasma, his eyes instantly turned blood-red, and outside the door, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and the thunder stabbed in from outside the door, reflecting the blood-stained young man like a demon!

"Ahh After drinking the plasma, Gordon wiped his face fiercely, turned his head and went out, burrowing into the thick night.

After leaving Gordon, Cheng Xiaotian flew all the way to the northwest, and suddenly thundered on the ground in front of him, and the wild dancing silver snake slashed down in front of him. Cheng Xiaotian hurriedly turned around and stopped, and looked back, his face was full of sadness.

Gordon is still gone.

There was a trace of bloody air coming from the northwest riding the wind, Cheng Xiaotian weighed it for a while, gritted his teeth and continued to fly forward.

In the early morning, as soon as the sky was bright, a small town finally appeared in front of him, and Cheng Xiaotian hurriedly separated the clouds and swooped down. This is Ponytail, and Gordon isn't lying, Vivas and they've been there.

As in the village from which we came, there was a dead silence here, and there were blood stains everywhere, but there were no corpses to be seen. At this moment, a fire suddenly ignited in the north of the town, and black smoke rushed into the sky.

Out of the town, Cheng Xiaotian's eyes suddenly cracked, and a fire appeared in front of him, thousands of corpses were piled up and burned together, and the red fire rose up half a day high. On the other side of the fire, more than a dozen Northern legionnaires were throwing corpses into the fire, and they worked in pairs, hooking their heads and feet, and throwing the corpses back and forth into the fire, doing happily.

At this moment, a soldier who had just thrown away the corpse saw Cheng Xiaotian looming through the fire.

"There seems to be someone over there." The soldier kicked his companion, and the others looked at it, and sure enough, they saw Cheng Xiaotian dressed in white.

"Let's go!" The squad leader tilted his head, pulled out the scimitar at his waist, and led his subordinates around the fire to touch it.

As soon as he was halfway there, the soldier who first spotted Cheng Xiaotian exclaimed, "What is he doing?" Why don't you run away? ”

The team leader was stunned for a moment, stopped and squinted his eyes, and the strange man seemed to be ...... Singing, dancing...... He held a thin stick in his hand, lit it at one end and smoked, and waved it in his hand to some rhythm, while humming a song that he did not understand at all, as if reciting a mantra.

Cheng Xiaotian's expression was solemn at this time, facing the burning corpse mountain, and lit soul-attracting incense. He didn't want to surpass the soul of the dead, and he couldn't surpass so many unjustly killed souls.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds, the lower is the river, and the upper is the sun and the stars." His singing voice was clear and long, echoing through the countryside in the early morning, mingling with the sound of "crackling" and burning, drifting into the distance.

After singing a sentence, Cheng Xiaotian squatted down and solemnly inserted the soul-attracting incense into the mud next to the fire. A wisp of green smoke swirled upwards and began to circle around the fire, gathering but not dispersing.

The group of Northern Legion soldiers who touched it were dumbfounded, only to see that where the wisps of smoke passed, countless white gases were emitted from the burning corpses, following behind the green smoke, like a hundred rivers returning to the stream, gathering more and more.

"Slaughter him quickly!" Although the squad leader didn't know what the situation was, at least he was still vigilant, and this "wizard" seemed to be casting spells with the help of dead people, and he had to interrupt quickly.

So the team immediately accelerated and rushed over, shouting all the way to kill.

Cheng Xiaotian had no distractions, and continued to sing: "Or for the sake of the teacher's table, the ghosts and gods cry fiercely." Or to cross the river, generously swallow the hu. Or for the fight of the thief, the reverse vertical head is broken. It is majestic, cold and eternal! ”

After singing this sentence, Cheng Xiaotian raised his eyebrows and pointed at the killing team, the smoke roared like a dragon, circling around Cheng Xiaotian for a week, opening a huge mouth at the front end, and pounced on the killing team.

This was the killing intent formed by the convergence of countless souls, and before the team could react, it was engulfed by countless unjust souls.

Without a sound, the soul rushed out and dissipated, and the dozen or so soldiers collapsed to the ground, dead in an instant, their bodies dry as firewood. Only the person who first discovered Cheng Xiaotian still had a trace of breath, and he was still breathing, and his appearance had changed to that of an old man.

Cheng Xiaotian stepped forward expressionlessly and asked, "Say, where did your army go?"

The soldier was full of horror and gasped like a bellows, and it took him a long time before he regained his breath and replied with difficulty: "Lord Vivas led a large army to Yushan Town, and he should still be on the road......

Sure enough, as Cheng Xiaotian expected, the enemy really went to the largest market town here.

The next moment, the sword light flashed, Cheng Xiaotian flew into the sky, the soldier squinted and looked up, his neck suddenly broke off, and his head rolled off. (To be continued.) )