Yang Yi, the main messenger behind these killers, was too lazy to investigate, anyway, in the end, at least half of the people in the entire rivers and lakes died at his own hands.

Half alive, half dead, Yang Yi wanted to see how lucky that person was.

Moving on, Yang Yi's joke made Xiao Zhao purse his lips and laugh coquettishly, as if the previous ambush had never happened at all.

Suddenly, under Yang Yi's slightly colored joke, Xiao Zhao, who was shy and flustered, suddenly saw a puff of black smoke rising into the sky, "Hey, why is there such a big cooking smoke?" ”

"How can there be such a big cooking smoke" Yang Yi shook his head slightly, and whispered, "It's not so much the cooking smoke, but the wolf smoke that rises after the entire village is ignited."

"The whole village!" Xiao Zhao's eyes changed slightly.

The snow flew straight through the dense jungle without a trace, and a village in the far distance was in flames, so it was no wonder that the smoke could be seen from miles away.

As you get closer, you can feel the scorching breath coming from the village dozens of meters away.

Looking at the dense horseshoe prints under his feet, Xiao Zhao wondered, "There are so many horses, could it be a horse thief?" ”

"It's a horse thief, but except for the horse thief disguised by the Yuan soldiers, how can those who occupy the mountain be the king to do it so close to the big city," Yang Yi whispered.

The entire village in front of him was engulfed and eaten by the fire, outsiders couldn't get in at all, and there were still people alive inside... It can't be out, and there is no evidence afterwards to see who actually did it.

"Ahh Help me... Who's going to save my son..."

"Oh my God... What did we do wrong to punish us like this..."

The screams of the fire, the desperate cries of women and children, and the cries for help and the roar of the fire rolling and burning are intertwined into a picture of hell on earth that is cruel to the extreme.

Yang Yi looked at everything in front of him expressionlessly, after Xiao Zhao couldn't see the flames, Yang Yi could see clearly that the villagers who were engulfed in flames one by one, killed the children with their own hands and then committed suicide in order not to make the children so painful.

Crushed under the collapsed house, watching the flames scorch his body little by little...

He was not afraid of the flames, but he came a little late, and in a very short time all life was consumed by the fire.

Xiao Zhao looked at Yang Yi with both eyes, because it hurt very much that his little hand was grabbed by his own young master, but Xiao Zhao couldn't bear it.

"Let's go" Yang Yi turned around and whispered, his appearance still calm as usual.

Yang Yi didn't know how to describe his feelings, obviously he was also a person with bloody hands, but when he saw the defenseless Han Epistasis, one by one tragically dying in the flames of the Yuan soldiers, his heart was like a flame.

This place already belongs to the Central Plains, but it is more westerly, after entering the big city, Yang Yi does not plan to continue to move forward, and spends a lot of money to buy a huge manor and live there, saying that it is a heavy money, which is not even a drop in the bucket for Yang Yi.

With hundreds of maids bought from the bazaar behind him, Xiao Zhao said coquettishly in front of Yang Yi with a little excitement, "Young Master! Are we going to settle here in the future? ”

"For the time being," Yang Yi smiled.

Listening to it is only temporary, not living here when he is old in the future, Xiao Zhao's excitement in his heart has dropped a little, but he is still very happy.

Facing the group of maids, Xiao Zhao shouted with the demeanor of a hostess, "This is our young master next to Xiao Zhao, and you have to do whatever the young master asks you to do in the future, have you heard it!" ”

"Yes, the slave maid has seen the young master" Hundreds of girls in tattered clothes fell to their knees in panic.

"They're all maids, so what are you?" Yang Yi quipped at Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao hugged Yang Yi's arm, and his head was directly attached to it, and he was a little cute, "People are the young master's personal maids, serving food and living, and the kind of young master who changes clothes and sleeps, hehe!" ”

"You girl," Yang Yi chuckled.

"By the way, young master, these girls Xiao Zhao have carefully investigated, and the bottom is very clean," Xiao Zhao said suddenly.

Xiao Zhao is very smart Yang Yi knows that this can still be done, but Yang Yi wants to say, you yourself are just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, and you still call other people's girls.

But look at these shabby dressed maids at the moment, it is true that the oldest of them looks about the same age as Xiao Zhao, and the youngest is estimated to be only eleven or twelve years old, so it can only be said that these girls were born at the wrong time.

"Xiao Zhao, go and arrange a place for them to live, wash them, change into new clothes, I still have some things to do, I guess I will come back in the evening" Yang Yi smiled.

After leaving the city, Yang Yi went straight west and found a group of desperate people on a mountain of about forty miles.

Two months later, a killer organization called Heiyun was born, and the people who died under Heiyun's hands included well-known masters in the rivers and lakes, as well as high-ranking and powerful ministers in the Yuan Court.

This black cloud also claims that as long as the price can be afforded, whether it is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Yang Xiao of Mingjiao, or the emperor of Yuanting, they can all take heads.

And the most mysterious is the leader of the black clouds, even the members of the headquarters have never seen his true face, only a very few people know that the leader is a peerless master wearing black armor and holding a black spear!

The assassinated, the famous master in the rivers and lakes was the leader himself!

What's even more terrifying is that the black cloud leader first made a ghost post before the assassination, and when the other party invited many masters to help in the battle, he was smashed into two pieces by the black cloud leader with one shot, and finally disappeared out of thin air like a ghost surrounded by the Yuan army.

For a while, the turmoil of Yang Yi, the bloody hand in the rivers and lakes, was completely shrouded in black clouds, and countless people shouted to join forces to eradicate black clouds, after all, no one knew whether their enemies would ask Heiyun to assassinate themselves.

However, these people disappeared without a trace before the waves were made in the rivers and lakes, and they did not know whether they lived or died, and no one dared to say anything about eradicating the black clouds from then on.

"Ding!"

Yang Yi was basking in the sun in the manor while eating the grapes peeled by Xiao Zhao, when a bone-piercing nail suddenly nailed to the stone table in front of Yang Yi.

Removing the letter from the bone-piercing nail, Yang Yi chuckled lightly and handed the note to Xiao Zhao.

"Zhao Min, the daughter of the King of Ruyang, is coming to visit the young master, and this Zhao Min is again, why is it always this Zhao Min's intelligence recently, and this county lord is still coming to visit the young master?" Xiao Zhao was a little curious, and secretly said in his heart that the young master should not take a fancy to this county lord.

"This woman is not good," Yang Yi whispered indifferently.

Suddenly, a maid dressed in a green group walked quickly, "Young master, there is a man who claims to be surnamed Zhao outside the door and asks to see him with several strangely dressed entourage."

"Come very quickly, let people take them to the main hall" Yang Yi whispered indifferently, and then got up and walked towards the main hall.

In the main hall, Xiao Zhao held a pot of tea and put it beside Yang Yi, and said sweetly, "Childe taste this tea."

Looking at it, I didn't worry about the upcoming strong enemy at all, after all... The strength of his own young master has been refreshed to an unimaginable level in Xiao Zhao's heart.

Almost completely forgot his identity, worshiped his young master to the extreme, and became a loyal little fan girl.