When Hongyan and the others left, Zhan Mo let go of the hand covering Ah Lian's mouth.

Mercy: "Sister, I'm so scared, they're all so cruel, then, those centipedes, it's good, it's so scary." "Ah Lian has never seen such a bloody scene, and now he has spoken and his upper and lower lips are crackling.

Zhan Mo suddenly realized: It's not good, the Liao people fight the grass valley? That grandpa and Ah Wu.

Zhan Mola Alian hurried back to the mountain hut, and those Khitan (Liao) people were holding chickens, carrying chili peppers, and carrying millet ...... Just as he was about to leave the hut with a full load, there were pools of blood outside the house, and Ah Wu's whole person was wearing on the fence, his chest, waist, and head had been pierced by the fence, and the whole person had already died. The old man was cut in two pieces by a large knife, with the upper body in the chicken coop and the lower body lying quietly on the ground.

Ah Lian ran while crying, his brother and grandfather shouted, shaking Ah Wu, the fence was about to be shaken down, and he dragged the old man, crying, and then picked up a wooden stick from his side and rushed towards the Liao people, "You killed my brother and grandfather, I will kill you." ”

The Liao people watched coldly, as if all this had nothing to do with them, and even some soldiers were sneering, laughing at Ah Lian's eggs for touching stones, and in the face of this powerless Ah Lian, a few officers and soldiers even pulled out their big knives at their waists and were about to cut at Ah Lian.

Zhan Mo's eyes were already red, and her body was trembling constantly, the scene in front of her made her unbearable, killing the old man and Ah Wu, and now she had to do it to a helpless Ah Lian? shouted: "Why don't good people in the world live long?" Then he stepped forward like a ghost, took away Ah Lian, took the wooden stick in Ah Lian's hand, shot quickly, swept away, topped, and stroked, shuttled between officers and soldiers like a spirit rabbit, and killed most of the Liao people in minutes and minutes, these Liao people did not react to death, and a few people knew a little bit of martial arts, and slashed with a big knife in their hands, but in front of Zhan Mo, it was all eggs touching stones, at most one move, Zhan Mo's internal strength was deep, and one stick would hit the knife in the hands of the Liao people, and the two sticks would kill them.

The rest of the Liao people kowtowed and confessed their mistakes, begging for mercy, and some left their things and ran away.

Zhan Mo has always been fast, accurate, and ruthless, and ordinary people have no room to fight back in front of her, and it is precisely because of Zhan Mo's strong martial arts that the once decent people have to unite to dare to attack the Northern Pluto God Sect, threatening to kill the leader of the Demon Sect.

Zhan Mo's hands trembled, she couldn't control herself as long as she thought of Ah Wu and the old man's death, they had given her a chance to wake up, and when these officers and soldiers killed two ordinary people who were powerless, had they ever spared Ah Wu because of Ah Wu's begging? Then why should I let you go because of your begging?

She still incarnated as the god of war, and the Liao people died one by one under her wooden sticks, and all shapes were beaten and deformed.

"We didn't kill the old man." The last surviving Liao man roared out loud, just for the last chance to live.

Zhan Mo stopped killing and approached the only remaining Liao man step by step, "Who killed Grandpa?" ”

The Liao man trembled, "For example, if you tell you, can you not kill me?" Woman? ”

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me, whether you kill or not depends on whether you are satisfied with your answer." The voice of the war foam was like that of the Lord of Hades, like a life-threatening sharp knife, and the killing intent in his eyes was boiling.

"I didn't know that I didn't kill him, he and them, not me. They killed the grandson, not me, they killed the old man, no, no, it's not them, it's not me, it's not, it's a ghost, it's him who died, no, we killed, who killed it, who did it? Who ......" and then saw a wet patch under his crotch. Scared to pee, glazed eyes, frightened face, like crazy.

Zhan Mo wasn't sure if he was pretending to be crazy and stupid, but she couldn't spare him, she used to be the leader of the Northern Pluto God Sect, and she swore that as long as she lived in this life, she would drive out the Central Plains Hulu, guard the Yanmen Pass, and recapture the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. Although those can be regarded as the past, she still can't see the Liao people doing evil in the Central Plains.