Chapter 299: Sanssouci Village (3)

The wandering man's expression remained unchanged, and with a gentle touch of his hand, a line of blood splashed out of the man's neck.

The corpse fell, its head twisted dramatically, and its protruding eyes still had a look of horror that had not gone away.

Sih~

A few seconds after the corpse fell to the ground, it spontaneously combusted, and black smoke billowed out, erasing the traces little by little.

The wandering man glanced in one direction at random, and a figure froze in place.

The child's legs are shaking and he wants to run! Run to the death!!

The farther away from this demon is the better!!

However, there was a regular sound of footsteps in his ears, like a curse, eating away at the only nerves.

One hand across the right side of the neck.

A chill tingling with the breath of death swished through his head.

The "child" rolled his eyes hurriedly, and begged for mercy with a crying voice: "Uncle...... Please spare me! I was forced! I don't know anything......"

When the homeless man behind him heard this, he sneered: "Uncle? Still let you go? ”

The "child" whined with teary eyes.

As if he had seen a big joke, the homeless man pierced mercilessly: "You are an old monster who is older than me for an unknown number of rounds, and you are really willing to cry cheekily, it's really disgusting." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the "child" to react in horror, his hand turned into a claw, and with a "click", he twisted his neck.

Then, disgusted, he threw away the corpse that was still warm.

The fingers flexed, and a little white light flicked on the corpse, like dry wood encountering a raging fire, and in just a few breaths, the corpse was already destroyed.

"It's done here......" The homeless man glanced around the mess, several small earthen houses had long since collapsed, and only a lonely brick wall remained.

The wandering man's mental strength poked outside, felt the unusual atmosphere, and was not afraid to laugh.

"It's okay, I don't have to come to the door one by one."

The homeless man opened the courtyard door and strode out.

With a glance, he landed on a deserted road.

At the end of the road is an old locust tree.

On both sides of the road, there are small earthen houses.

All around, it was eerily quiet.

The air, I don't know when it froze.

"Come out, I don't think you need to hide it, right?" The wandering man seemed to say into the air.

On the opposite side, a cloud of black gas formed, a pair of demonic bloody eyes appeared out of thin air, and a hoarse and rough voice came out faintly: "Arrogant child, looking for death-"

"Enlightening Holy Light: Open Fire Cave!"

The homeless man shot out a white light to himself.

Compared to the white light in the sky, it is insignificant.

But this white light seemed to be unhindered, and it pierced through the bloody eye.

"Ahhh!!h

A scream rang out from a corner, and then, the bloody eye twisted and vanished.

"It's just a small skill of carving insects, and I dare to make a big statement, I really don't know what to say."

With a stomp of his feet, dozens of white lights poured out from the cracks, all converging on a point in the sky.

light, dispelling the darkness.

The filth and filth that survived in the dark can no longer be hidden.

Dozens of figures appeared, and the faces were all the simple villagers in the village during the day.

It's the opposite breath, it's unimaginable—

On the outside, it is pure white, but on the inside it is stained with dirt that cannot be washed off.

Among the "villagers", there is an old man with one hand covering one eye, and the other eye is bloodshot.

The "old man" spoke gloomily: "Who are you?" What are you doing in our village?! ”

Questioning, scolding.

never mentioned the matter of the family of three.

The homeless man tugged at the corners of his mouth: "The reason is very simple, I've heard of a sentence......"

"-Scourge and evil, everyone will be punished!"