A few more and so on.

The elven village chief has a very tormented life every day, like an ant on a hot pot. He is desperate to rescue his beloved daughter, who is like a pearl in his palm, and he is also desperate to cut off Donk's head and feed it to the birds. But Lolita is in the hands of Donk, and Donk is very shrewd, he has already driven the big black ship away, and it is difficult to rescue Lolita.

Eighty percent is because of his injuries, and Tang Ke has not done anything these days, but if he recovers from his injuries, he will definitely come to Caiyun Village. The food on the black ship was limited, just to supply food, Tang Ke would definitely come to Caiyun Village for help, not to mention that Tang Ke seemed to be in a hurry to get out of here.

But even if Tang Ke came to Caiyun Village again, what could he do?

With Lolita's life in his hands, the elven village chief had to be forced to accept any request. This situation of being controlled by people everywhere made him feel powerless.

If this development continues, let alone kill Tang Ke, it is likely that he will not even be able to keep the secret of the Hidden Sword Tower.

In this predicament, the elven village chief thought of his other child.

If he hadn't been forced to do so, he would never have thought of this unfilial son, because this unfilial son, like Tang Ke, was a dangerous existence that threatened the stability of the whole village. But such a dangerous existence, but he is the strongest person in the whole village, who has comprehended the highest sword path, and has already reached the strength of the fifth order at a young age, and his achievements in the future are even more limitless.

Judging from the talent alone, he should be proud of his son.

But when I think of my son's character...... "Hey." The elven village chief sighed, a nightmarish vision conjuring up in his mind. Under the blood-drinking blade, more than two dozen village swordsmen were brutally killed. And it was his son, Dardarian, who committed this evil deed.

The moon hung surprisingly large in the sky, but only half of it was exposed, as if a squinted eye was peering at the whole world.

The elven village chief stumbled into the island's only valley, and in the dark depths of this darkness locked a humanoid beast eager to sip death.

It's not a good idea to describe it as locked, and the wooden fence is nothing to Dadarian. What really locked up Dardarian was the majesty of the elven village chief as a father.

Because Dadarian still has a trace of human touch, the elf village chief reluctantly continues to treat this son as a human being, otherwise, he would have cut off the father-son relationship with the other party a long time ago.

The elven village chief's hair had been cut short, and in order to hide his ugly hairstyle, he had to wear a feather hat. He had been injured in the last battle, and now he was covered in strips of cloth, and every step he took would pull the wound and cause pain. In his hand was a knife wrapped in his coat, and he didn't want to come into contact with the sword that had killed his fellow villagers, so he wrapped it in cloth.

Getting closer and closer to the cell, the elven village chief hesitated even more when he was about to reach his destination, and even wanted to turn around and leave, he slowed down and approached there with great reluctance.

If you want to rescue Lolita safely, you can only rely on the beast Daddarian.

The elf village chief persuaded himself in his heart, and only then did he regain his firm faith.

A cold wind howled out of the valley, mixed with the smell of blood.

The elven village chief frowned, and he had an extremely uneasy guess in his heart. He walked awkwardly to the cell and looked through the bright moonlight, and the picture was extremely disgusting.

Daddarian was sitting cross-legged in his cell, holding a dead bird in his slender hand, the belly of which had been opened to reveal its small and delicate internal organs, which he gently stirred with the index finger of his other hand, as if searching for something. His hands and wrists were stained red, and there was a dried blood stain on the ground, like a red flower.

What was really terrifying was that expression, in the face of blood and death, that expression was so calm, even a little boring. It was as if to say that the dead bird was just a little toy to pass the time of boredom, and that it could not satisfy his real desire to kill.

Daddarian had already heard the movement and glanced over here, his eyes frighteningly sharp. He obviously has a handsome face, but this face does not make people feel the slightest affinity, and it only makes people feel frightened and want to stay away.

The elven village chief's anger at this time was no less than his anger at Tang Ke, and he shouted, "I didn't expect you to be locked in a cell and still unrepentant!" On the contrary, he was even more depraved, and would do such a disgusting thing. ”

"I've been in a cell since I was born. Don't you understand, whether it's here or the whole sea of clouds, it's just a prison cell. Dadarian said boredly, and threw the dead bird out of his cell.

"Is Caiyun Village just a prison cell for you? No wonder you can be so cruel to your fellow villagers. ”

His father's words brought back wonderful memories of Daddarian, and a year earlier, he had brought all the powerful swordsmen of the village to the mountains, a total of twenty-three people.

With a full of excitement, he said to these people: How about let's have a fight to the death? I'm not kidding, the so-called death match is a duel that gambles on your life. I suppose your sword has already emitted a bloodthirsty scream, right? The sword was originally a tool for killing, and it was used to twist and pinch and fake fights all day long, how could it stand it.

After he finished speaking, he put his face against the knife Xiaohumaru, with a tender and sweet face, and he and the knife in his hand had already had a deep resonance.

When the twenty-three people heard this, they were at first shocked and could not believe their ears.

Dadarian smiled wryly, he knew that this group of wooden people would not understand at once. For swordsmen, it is better to communicate directly with a sword than with words. He slashed his knife and severed the arm of an elf.

After this slash, Dadarian was out of control. He restrained his desire to kill for more than twenty years, and finally got a small satisfaction. In his previous battles, he had to control his knife every time to avoid injuring his fellow villagers. This kind of patience made him feel deep pain.

His sword is killing.

When the blade of the sword cuts off the arm, the touch is so wonderful, and it also proves that only destruction can show the value of a swordsman.

Blood poured out of the wound, and the sight was so brief and so beautiful.

Dadarian let out an unrestrained wild laugh, and he wanted to taste sweeter pleasure with the knife in his hand, and Kitsunmaru responded enthusiastically, encouraging him to continue.

The feast of killing began.

Released from his imprisonment, Dadarian transformed into a demon and stained the hillside red with the blood of his fellow villagers. The sword light draws all kinds of graceful arcs, destroying them to their heart's content, turning the world's most precious life into nothingness.

This is a swordsman! That's what swordsmanship is for! That's what it's called contentment!

Daddarian wept with joy, he had finally found an outlet for the depression he had suppressed for more than twenty years. After the feast, he stood on top of the pile of corpses of his fellow villagers, closed his eyes and savored the process just now, without the slightest remorse, and some were just satisfied.

Later, when my father came, he almost went crazy on the spot when he saw the purgatory-like scene on the hillside.

Dadarian didn't do anything to his father, he was immersed in the thrill of killing, but he was able to tell who he could kill and who he couldn't. If there were outsiders, he would not actually kill the people in the village, but unfortunately the sea of clouds is a closed environment, and if he wants to kill people, he can only find people from the same village.

Who did it? Who did it? My father asked frantically at that time.

Scratching his head with his blood-stained hands, Daddarian smiled apologetically and said, "I did it."

From then on, Dadarian was imprisoned in the depths of the valley. Had it not been for the fact that no one dared to kill him, he would have been put to death by now. Because his father threatened him with his surname, he chose to stay in the cell, anyway, in his opinion, the entire sea of clouds is a prison cell, so it is the same wherever he stays. In the past year, no one has come to see him except for the food delivery person, his sister and his father.

Seeing his son's intoxicated look, the village chief said bitterly: "You really haven't repented at all, is your heart made of stone?" I can't believe my son could turn into such a beast. I don't think I'm a good father, but when you were growing up, I also gave you enough teaching and care, why...... Why would you ......"

"It has nothing to do with you, you don't have to blame yourself. Killing is mostly due to my natural surname. Coupled with the fact that I'm a swordsman, every time my strength goes to the next level, I want to try the destructive power of 'Kokomaru' even more. Dadarian said as a matter of course.

"What are the lives that you have taken away from you? Those are the people who grew up with you! ”

"Life is life, and what else can it be." Daddarian furrowed his eyebrows, "Father, you came here at night just to discuss life philosophy with me, right?" ”

Apparently dissatisfied with his son's answer, the father tried to get to the bottom of his son's heart, asking, "If you know it's life, why can you easily snuff it out?" ”

"What about life? Is there anyone who says that life cannot be stifled? Even if there were that kind of rule, I wouldn't care. I also have my own rules. In my rules, life is something that is used for pleasure by killing it, nothing more. ”

The father was deeply shocked by these words, such a horrific remark that only a beast can say, this kind of thinking has been completely out of the realm of human beings. If someone else said such a thing, he would have to despise it, but it was his son who said it.

"Life is a very precious thing, you can't be so despised, even if you are cruel and ruthless, at least you can't kill people from the same village. Don't you even have a little bottom line for being a human being? The village chief said tremblingly.

"I have a bottom line. Otherwise, you wouldn't be standing here talking to me right now. ”

"You...... It was such a disappointment, a disappointment. ”

Dadarian had already seen through his father and knew that he would not be understood. He scoffed, "Actually, I'm just as disappointed in you. ”

This sentence has a deep meaning, in fact, Dadarian has hope of leaving the sea of clouds, but his father prevents him from doing so. Because once everyone leaves, the entire Caiyun Village will cease to exist. In his opinion, his father just couldn't let go of the ridiculous title of village chief, so he would prevent him from breaking through the shackles of this thousand years.

The village chief's expression darkened, and he shook his head and said, "I regret it, I shouldn't have come here, you beast is hopeless." He turned and walked out of the valley.

Dadarian didn't care about his father's boring sadness, but his father was behaving abnormally, and it seemed that something was going on in and out of his words. He straightened up, put his hand out of the wooden railing, and shouted at his father's back, "Hey! Don't you go? Is there something wrong in the village? Is the Earl Redbird attacking again? In that case, let me out and fight it twice! Although I can't defeat it, at least it makes me move my muscles. ”

The village chief stood still, caught in the dilemma of a war between man and god, the village had been severely underpowered since the disaster a year ago, and the only way to deal with Tangk now was to borrow the power of Dardarian. He sighed, made up his mind to give it a go, and turned around.

"It's not Earl Redbird, but there is other trouble, an outsider has come to the village, and he has kidnapped your sister."

The kidnapping of his sister was indeed a crucial event, but it was a different word that made Daddarian more concerned.

"Outsiders? What outsiders? ”

The village chief looked at his son's hot eyes, and the uneasiness became even stronger, and he hesitated to reply, "People from the outside world have broken into the sea of clouds. ”

Dadarian's fingers slammed into the wood, and he asked urgently, "Could it be that the Sword Shadow Enchantment is broken?" ”

"No, we still can't get out without breaking. Those outsiders came here by accident, trapped here just like us. ”

"Tell me what's going on!"

Never before had Dadarian's heart beaten so violently since the last killing, and he regained his taste of fiery sensation.

At this point, the village chief could no longer hide anything, and he explained the whole thing.

When Dadarian heard this, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and let out a wild laugh that was almost like a beast's roar. In his dark life, there was finally a ray of light.

"He's a fourth-order swordsman? That's great! That's what excites Daddarian the most.

The village chief was dumbfounded and asked, "You, what do you want?" ”

Daddarian's laughter gradually subsided, and he smiled, "No, I didn't think about anything. You can rest assured, I will definitely save my sister, and I will also help protect this village. You can leave everything to me. ”

Even if the village chief regretted it now, it was too late, and he handed the knife wrapped in cloth into the wooden prison and said, "Give you back this murder weapon." ”

Dadarian took it and pulled out the cloth that was in the way, revealing a curved big sword, and after pulling out the scabbard, it revealed a blade as cold as ice and snow, this is a murderous knife that has killed countless people, and there is already a spirit surname in it, but it is a violent and bloodthirsty fierce spirit!

"My old friend, you're finally back to me!"

This is his favorite knife, a legendary blade - Kokomaru Taidao.

A dazzling flash of sword light flashed, and the wooden barrage was cut into several pieces and fell to the ground with a crackle.

Dadarian walked out of it, and compared to before, the aura of the whole person became completely different, he was like a beast out of the cage, and he couldn't wait to fight.

"What are you going to do next?" The village chief asked worriedly.

Like a greedy lion, Dadarian licked his lips and said, "I don't know yet, but let's have a fight first." I still like to use the sword for conversation. ”