In Dali Village, every family has died.

Even with An Mingyu's guidance for more than half a year, the people of Dali Village could not resist such a man-made disaster and be unscathed. This once carefree and simple mountain village can only usher in a tragic ending that has not been experienced by our ancestors.

Orphans abound, because the adults tried their best to stand in the way, and because An Mingyu once taught them the battle formation to put the younger generation in the rear, in case of misfortune and the fire was extinguished.

Widows and widows, can be seen everywhere, the sword ruthlessly cut off the oath of growing old together, who cares how much affection and love there is between husband and wife, only to break people's intestines, since then heaven and man are separated, tears ripple.

Those who have lost their children can still be seen, after all, their ability is limited, and they can't be rescued, and they only hate their own lack of ability and inability to protect, so they can only face this unbearable tragedy.

No family is lucky enough to escape the end of the destruction of the family, and there are even those who have their entire family destroyed.

From then on, family reunion is a luxury.

Before, the sudden arrival of the three clans reversed the situation, and the group of people who ran to the village, grabbed and killed people, were like ants, and half of them were wiped out in an instant. Hatred also made the people of Dali Village, under the command of Li Changshou and others, follow closely and kill them with enthusiasm.

However, when the enemy was completely slaughtered by the three tribes and they who had never met, finally, the survivors of Dali Village, who had no more enemies, breathed a sigh of relief, and more when they saw the scene of corpses and blood stained in their homes, they felt dazed for a while, thinking of the original warm and peaceful home, everyone was like a lifetime, like a dream, and no one wanted to believe that it was true.

When Luo Chunhua's miserable and loud "big pillar" sounded, it seemed to wake up everyone in Dali Village, and they began to look for their families in a panic.

The strings tense from the disaster broke when they found the bodies of their loved ones, and cries of grief and disbelief rang out.

Heart-wrenching cries, one after another, resounded in the sky, lingering in this small mountain village that had not been affected by war for hundreds of years.

The blow of a moment made everyone who survived like a rebaptism of life, and the seeds of hatred took root in their hearts.

Mu Xixi ignored the grief of the people of Dali Village, even if there were people from the old house of the Li family that she was very familiar with. She breathed a sigh of relief since those three unfathomable masters went to save An Mingyu, and no longer bothered to worry about the safety of Miss Mingyu, but did what she could to save Li Tugen.

Even though his heart is different from ordinary people, it grows on the right side, and he was lucky to avoid the fatal blow and did not hurt the heart, and because she stopped the bleeding in time, the situation was better, but the matter of drawing the sword was very difficult, and if he was not careful, the injury would worsen.

So she was extra cautious, because she was nervous, sweating nonstop, fortunately, Li Tugen's life was not ordinary, and after some operation, she finally pulled out the sword that might endanger Li Tugen's life and threw it aside.

The talisman reduced his pain, but when he drew his sword, it still made Li Tugen curl up like a shrimp.

Mu Xixi was just about to wipe his sweat and take a breath, but he suddenly found that the color of Li Tugen's wound was wrong, and if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't see it.

He was poisoned.

Mu Xixi's face was ugly, because no matter how much she discerned, she could not recognize what kind of poison it was, and she had never dabbled much in this aspect.

Li Tugen let Mu Xixi treat him, but he never made a sound, because the situation was urgent, Mu Xixi treated him on the spot.

He looked up at the sky, worried about his son and Miss Mingyu for a while, felt sorry for the life-saving benefactor Mu Jia for a while, and thought about Yang Yunniang and her daughter who were taken away, guessing their life and death.

Hoping that the man took Yun Niang away is the reason he thought, so that she and her daughter will live safe and sound.

People, as long as they live, nothing else matters.

It's not that he didn't hear the cries of his mother and family, and knew that some people in the family had died in this disaster, and the original warm home could no longer be complete, but now he couldn't move, he couldn't look at them, so he could only turn his head slightly, and glanced at Mu Xixi, but found that her face was not good, and he knew that something might be wrong, perhaps, he was the next to die.

Mu Xixi sat aside with a desperate expression, she couldn't find a way to detoxify.

"Hey, after this poison, I'm still alive." A strange woman's voice rang out, and at the same time, the two found that the sunlight was blocked by a figure.

When I looked up, it was the woman who was enchanting and weird, surrounded by terrifying poisons.

The two of them were not so surprised that she appeared silently, and they both took it for granted.

"Little master, she ......" Mu Xixi saw the patriarch of the Yue clan and hurriedly asked.

"It's fine, but I didn't find anyone, don't worry, that tendon went to find it, although I don't want to admit it, but with her, no one can hurt that one." The patriarch of the Yue clan said with a smile that didn't care too much.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief then saw her staring at Li Tugen's wound again, and said: "I actually used the anti-poison technique to lay the foundation for you, but unfortunately it was not completely completed, but most of the poison has no effect on you, take care of your injuries!" The patriarch of the Yue clan said very freely, and after speaking, he went to meet the Xuanyuan patriarch, and his heart was full of excitement, it must be His Highness's doing!

At that time, they understood why Miss Mingyu was keen to expose them to various poisons, it turned out that she often let them test poisons in order to make them resistant to poisons, so even though Li Tugen was poisoned this time, he could still live.

An indescribable sense of gratitude lingered in the hearts of the two.

Patriarch Xuanyuan was talking to Li Changshou, who was obviously regarded as the backbone of the village, and he was asking them what they were going to do next.

Li Changshou came back to his senses from the pain of losing his loved ones, and did not answer him immediately, but slowly swept his gaze over every part of Dali Village, looking at the corpse and holding on, crying and shouting, like crazy villagers, and said in a hoarse voice: "Revenge!" ”

The hatred of the brothers who once worshipped, and now the revenge of Dali Village, he wants to take revenge!

Patriarch Xuanyuan nodded and said his plan.

Although he didn't know where the other party came from and why he would help them, Li Changshou, who was full of eyes clamoring for revenge, remembered the shouts of Mu Xixi and Li Tugen when this person came before, and guessed that he had something to do with the little doll, so he didn't refuse, nodded and agreed.

Li Changshou regathered the survivors of Dali Village and counted the number of people. When a great disaster comes, the fear of the superior and the suffocation of death make some of them want to escape, and eventually die faster.

Those who survived were all members of the Li clan.

On that day, the sun was shining, but the survivors of the Li clan were extremely dark in their hearts. They suppressed the grief in their hearts, hurriedly buried their dead relatives, brought necessities, carried their burdens, and followed the three tribes towards an unpredictable future.

On that day, generations of people were digging in the fields, and the Li family, like thousands of ordinary people in this world, experienced the pain they did not want and was forced to leave their homeland.

On that day, the Li clan, who were arranged by the Xuanyuan patriarch to act separately, began a journey of revenge. They left the Heavenly Oracle, traveled south, crossed mountains and mountains, passed through the capital towns, walked through one country after another, and came to the southernmost part of the Yanhuang Continent, and sailed to the southwest by boat.

On that day, no one knew that the Li clan, who could be on par with the Xuanyuan clan in the future, had just taken the first step towards their fame.

On the day we return, we will pay the debt with blood!