"Huzi, chop the wolf barbarians to death like you chop wood, otherwise you will have to eat everyone when the wolf barbarians come to their senses, go quickly!" the old village chief said with a little sternness.

I was taken aback by the old village chief, although I am always scolded, but it is the first time I have been so serious as today, and I dare not disobey the village chief's grandfather.

Fortunately, he was thinking about this in his heart, if this was really heard by the old village chief, he would probably be half angry.

Looking at the big sword at his feet, Huzi held it with both hands, and took it fiercely, although it looked a little difficult, but it was much stronger than the man before, with both hands, the big sword resisted his shoulders, and reluctantly walked towards the wolf barbarians who looked like humanoid wolves, killing wolf barbarians did not have any burden in their hearts, and there were quite a lot of hunting since childhood.

When a few men who were eager to try it saw this scene, their eyes popped out, as if the big sword weighing a thousand catties was so easy in the hands of Huzi, compared to the embarrassment that the man couldn't even pull out the sword before, and although Huzi was also struggling, it was much easier in comparison.

Huzi walked into the formation according to the instructions of the village chief's grandfather, only to see a few wolf barbarians trapped in the formation crashing like masked flies, under the effect of the power of the formation, they couldn't find his existence at all, although the two sides were already very close, the other party didn't realize it, and it was like a live target for him.

However, looking at the wolf barbarians dangling in front of him, the big sword in Huzi's hand trembled slightly, but although these wolf barbarians looked a little like wolves, they also had quite obvious human characteristics, which made him hesitate a little. He's grown so big, and the beasts have killed a lot, but they've never killed anyone.

"Huzi, what are you waiting for?"

The old village chief was greatly dissatisfied with this situation and shouted to him.

"Grandpa the village chief, they look like people too, I'...... I can't do it. ”

"What can't be done, these wolf barbarians are our enemies, if you don't kill them, they will kill you, not only you, but all the people in the village, and the people in the village will be killed by you at that time!"

The old village chief shouted calmly, making the air cold.

The words seemed to have a spell, and stabbed Huzi's heart fiercely: I can't let this group of wolf barbarians kill my human race!

The big sword slashed, like chopping wood, "click", and the nearest wolf barbarian was split in half alive, and the tiger who was splashed with blood was also a little shorter in breath.

"Ahh

The villagers who watched not far away were bold and timid, and they couldn't help but gag when they saw this situation.

"If you can't stand it, you can go home. The old village chief also became indifferent.

Some villagers who couldn't see such blood hurriedly fled here, as if they were afraid that if they stayed for a while, blood would splash on themselves.

"Damn, who is it?"

"If you have the ability to get out, don't hide in the dark and be like a mouse!"

A few wolf scouts were taken aback, because in their eyes, everything was white in front of them, and they couldn't see anything clearly, not only could they not find a way out, but they couldn't see half a figure.

Before, it was okay, although I was trapped and couldn't get out, but I was just trapped, at least there was no danger.

But now, in the white mist, a sword light suddenly burst out, splitting one of their companions in half, how could they not be frightened?

However, Huzi didn't have the heart to listen to their shouts at this time. The big sword in Huzi's hand was originally dark and blood-stained, and it actually buzzed a few times, I don't know if it was cut to the bone, or if the big sword was spiritual.

In one go, he killed them all, and the voice in his head that came from nowhere affected Huzi's mood even more, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes were covered with red bloodshots.

"Kill!"

Huzi shouted, and suddenly swung his sword out again, a few slashes, the sword light burst out, tearing through the vast white mist, and several wolf scouts were suddenly robbed again.

Although they screamed for defense, they couldn't see their five fingers, and they couldn't prevent it, and under the light of the tiger slash, most of them were directly killed on the spot like the wolf barbarian before.

There are also quick reactions who dodge and were not chopped to death all at once, but they were also cut half dead, and when they encountered such a tiger who had already killed the red-eyed tiger, he immediately went up and made up for a sword until the other party was dead.

Seeing that the wolf barbarians were lying on the ground motionless, Huzi also calmed down a little, and walked towards the old village chief with a heavy body.

"Huzi, do you know why you want to do it?"

The old village chief said with a little meaning.

Seeing that Huzi was a little stunned, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The old village chief sighed, and then said: "You grew up in the village since you were a child, you have never seen the world outside, and you don't know the ferocity of these wolf barbarians. ”

After speaking, the old village chief didn't care about Huzi, and asked everyone to clean up the body and burn it, but he went to the school in the center of the village alone, and then the people suddenly dispersed, and they didn't dare to disturb Huzi, although he couldn't bear it, but the old village chief spoke, let Huzi think quietly, don't disturb, and hurried home.

In the Shanshui Village School, this is the center of the village, which spreads outward, and the connected houses are just like a gossip array, and the school is the atmosphere of Haoran, and it is the eye of the array.

The staggering old village chief pinched the small flag in his hand, but he was thinking in his heart, he had been here for hundreds of years, and the people in the village loved him and respected him, but they didn't know where he came from.

In the past, the school was a good place to play, there were many children playing here, every time they sat on the big stone in front of the school and watched them carefree, their hearts were happy and comfortable, but now there is no one, today there is such a thing, how can there be parents let their children come out to play, not to mention children, even adults are closed, quietly staying at home.

"I'm afraid the peace here is about to be broken, if you dare to mess around, you will not return!" The old village chief's eyes flashed, how could he still have the previous old age, his demeanor was vigorous, like a prime of life, and he entered the school in a few steps.

looked at a pair of calligraphy hanging in the school: the birds are not frightened before the clouds fall on the mountain, and there are no horses in the North Sea to stop here.

The vicissitudes of life written in a small sticker are powerful, the pen folds like a front, there is a sense of helplessness, the old village chief can't help but smile, this poem is still the title when he returned to his hometown to build a home.