Yang Mu is not weak, but his mind is complicated.

It doesn't have much to do with the scene in front of you.

The blood of the killing rushed out of the corners of the body again.

Sure enough, it's a little cooler to be a beast.

Are you schizophrenic?

wants to kill the Quartet without any scruples, and wants to become a Buddhist world.

It's annoying.

Die!

A gust of sand surged, and the wind rose rapidly.

The wind and sand are entangled, and one by one sand fists appear in the tornado.

At this time, Luke and the others had been swept away.

The sand fist opens into a palm, grabs them into the "hand" in the past, and then clenches the fist again.

Luke didn't understand what was going on, so they felt that their internal organs were being squeezed, and they wanted to scream, but the force was too great, crushing their bones, cracking their internal organs, and dying.

Second- and third-level primordial combatants, it is difficult to even form a defense with blue, and the defense power is similar to that of ordinary people, how can they withstand the surprise attack of the tenth-level blue.

Yang Mu's twelfth-level blue can only be used to use Shattering, but he can also use the Split Soul Blue system, and the blue energy he possesses is the twelfth-level combined, and the fantasy attack effect produced is of course extremely strong.

That is to say, without the ability to destroy, when using other levels of primordial stones to release blue energy, the twelfth-level blue that Yang Mu himself has will also release blue energy.

Reality Defense and Fantasy Defense are a kind of value that converts into each other, but the physical body is basically unable to resist advanced fantasy.

In more than ten seconds, everything was over, the sand fell to the ground and dispersed, the wind was still blowing, and it was a little cool.

The black Rowan was stunned and looked at everything in front of him, and a cool breeze was blowing from his back.

This man must be a pervert!

He had shown such hesitation before, that Madonna.

Everyone present thought that he was the Virgin, and some people had even begun to suspect that he was not too strong at all, and that he might be a fool.

Rook led a group of shouting and rushed up.

And then...... Nope.

The wind swept the sand for more than ten seconds and then dispersed, and the ground was full of corpses, and they were broken corpses, which was unbearable.

This kind of strong ability has never been seen at the level of Rowan and others.

"It's cool!"

Yang Mu frowned and sighed, the expression on his face was a little strange.

It seems to be excited, but it is suppressed.

Rowan is finally sure.

Yang Mu is not a virgin at all.

He dwells inside of him an absolute beast, the craziest and bloodthirsties.

He's just suppressing such beasts. Desire!

A group of people hurriedly kowtowed, and then all the people behind Rowan wanted to kiss Rowan's ass.

Mamma Mia.

Fortunately, they surrendered, otherwise they would have died.

Although it may not be considered that he has survived now, at least he is not dead.

Yang Mu said that he had this tone.

But the blood made him a little violent.

In fact, it is much better than before.

During this time, the Demon Heart Technique did not stop cultivating, and this thing could indeed alleviate the effects of corpse poison.

It's just that it won't be long before you want to get rid of this effect completely.

"Alright, Rowan, take your people, lead your horse and follow me, we will send all the children back first, and then go to the duke"

After Yang Mu finished speaking, he was no longer interested, turned around and left.

Lin Xi hurriedly followed, and Luo Wen was so frightened that he didn't dare not follow.

Yang Mu didn't go back to take the car, let the Minions stay with the women, he hid a few hundred meters away and walked alone to calm the madness in his heart.

This was the departure that was very efficient, and it took one day to return all the children, including those who had been captured by Rook.

At the same time, Yang Mu also spread the news that the parents of those who had not found the other children who had been arrested could go to Brink Village and wait, and Yang Mu would get all the children back.

And this time, Yang Mu didn't miss the time, nor did he think nonsense, it was too much trouble.

On the night of the next day, he rushed into the Duke's Mansion in Brink Village alone, killed thirteen people, and got a batch of ninth-level stones, as well as a few tenth-level stones, and together it is estimated that he can make up two eleventh-level stones, which can be regarded as a great harvest.

Before leaving, Yang Mu used the duke's blood to write the duke's guilt on the wall, hung thirteen heads on the city wall, and then used blood to write a few big characters on the city wall at a height of dozens of meters - I advise you to be kind!

In an instant, what happened in the village of Brink spread far and wide, and many people said that a thief had appeared, but those poor people who had no money and no status said, no, that is the savior!

Of course, being poor does not mean justice.

They felt that someone had supported them and would deal with those powerful old men, so they began to become bolder, and cheated and stole them, making the area chaotic in an instant.

Yang Mu learned about these news all the way.

After that, there was disappointment.

He wanted to be a good person, but in the end, he got bad results.

This made him decadent, and he felt that the Virgin Mary was really uninteresting, and that this was not the cure for the world.

Our Lady did it, the tyrant did it, and the result? But that's it.

Yang Mu began to become taciturn, unable to speak a few words a day.

The car was always driving slowly, and Rowan's horse team became the followers of both cars.

There were some injustices along the way.

Yang Mu has no interest in taking care of it, he is afraid that the more he manages, the more chaotic it will be, and in the end nothing will be done.

It took seven days to travel 800 miles.

The road is not easy to walk, and the car is really slow.

On this day, when we arrived at an open plain, the car had no way to go, so Yang Mu got out of the car and put away the car.

The gang of thieves had been frightened all along, and now they saw strange things happen to Yang Mu, and they were all frightened as if they were quails.

They asked Yang Mu to bring their families, and they didn't know where to go with Yang Mu, thinking that if they didn't have themselves, their wives and children would be bullied, even if they were afraid of Yang Mu, they could only take it.

So now it's not their own problem, if Yang Mu goes crazy and kills people, then the whole family will die.

Fortunately, Yang Mu didn't dare to do anything after putting away the car, just snorted, looking unenergetic.

"Alright, rest for a few days before leaving."

Wen Sijia came up with an idea.

She felt that Yang Mu's state was too bad, and no one knew why he was suddenly depressed.

This may be the aftermath of the 330th century.

So Wen Sijia decided not to leave and stayed to give Yang Mu psychotherapy.

Yang Mu doesn't care, he has been like a walking corpse these days, he can go, or he can't go.

casually took out the house and flew out, and several of the thieves collapsed directly and sat limply on the ground.

Some people of faith have begun to bow down on their knees, believing that this may be the embodiment of God.

Yang Mu ignored them, went up to the second floor, and went back to his room to sleep.

At this time, it was actually just dawn, and he slept in the car last night, and now he still wants to sleep.

After a while, the door opened, and Wen Sijia came in, grabbing his ears to wake him up.

"What!"

Yang Mu was a little angry, and shouted out directly.

Wen Sijia was startled.

From marriage to now, Yang Mu has hardly yelled at her.

Originally, he was also angry, but he thought that his purpose was to treat Yang Mu, who had psychological problems, so he endured the anger in his heart.

"Wake up, don't sleep, I'll talk to you."

"Let's talk about it later, I'm tired."

"I've been sleeping for the past few days, and I don't care about anything, it's not like you."

"This is me, you think a beggar is so good?"

"What?"

"I think that when Lao Tzu was on the street, he slept and ate, and after eating, he just lay down in a place and slept in a place, and it was life to live in a daze."

"Do you remember the old days again?"

"What's there to think about before? Lao Tzu has long forgotten. ”

"Then what are you doing these days? Don't you know that we're worried about you? ”

"You're worried about me too?"

"Of course."

"I thought you didn't care about me."

"Yang Mu! If I don't care about you, why am I chasing you and then getting angry with you? ”

Wen Sijia's voice carried a hint of crying, aggrieved.

Yang Mu lay there speechless for a while, then opened his eyes and saw Wen Sijia looking at him with teary eyes.

Yes......

Crying?

Yang Mu tried hard to recall, and it seemed that he hadn't seen Wen Sijia cry much.

Strong women.

Yo Yo Yo, this mouth is pouting.

Yang Mu sighed, and finally focused his attention on Wen Sijia.

"Why are you crying, I wronged you? I was a little louder just now, but I wasn't hurting you. ”

Yang Mu went over and hugged Wen Sijia in his arms, and Wen Sijia cried out all of a sudden, like a child.

Yang Mu comforted.

In this world, people will always have a thousand emotions, and many seemingly abnormal behaviors actually happen to people.

Yang Mu was a little worried, and he couldn't figure out his emotions.

Wen Sijia cried for a while, and pushed Yang Mu away:

"Tell me, why is that?"

"I ...... I'm a little decadent.

"Because of what?"

"I killed the duke before, but it made the city chaotic, I feel very useless, I used to be a tyrant was happier, but I just wanted to do something, but after so many years, the sight of killing all the zombies is far away, and I have become a zombie again, and sometimes I can't beat the master of the god soul level, I'm tired Sijia, I'm just tired, nothing."

Yang Mu said in the end, his voice was very small.

Wen Sijia finally knew Yang Mu's thoughts.

Looking at this man, Wen Sijia's grievances finally turned into tenderness.

Yang Mu is really not easy.

An unhealthy childhood, so that his thoughts after the end of the day are a little inconsistent with the mainstream three views, he seems to kill people freely, killing too much, killing and killing after all, leaving a shadow on his heart.

So he really wanted to fill in the shadow, in the literal sense he didn't want to kill people anymore, he wanted to do something good, like a savior or something.

However, in the end, he found that he couldn't save anyone, so he was lost.

Wen Sijia sighed and said:

"You, why bother with the horns of the bull? Do you remember Xiangru back then? O Female Soldier King! Be upright! But look at it now, although she has not lost her natural goodness, she is no longer a virgin, and she will not care about any danger to strangers. ”

"Right?"

"Can't be wrong, but can't be right, if all the people in the world are selfish and indifferent, then what is there to be nostalgic for this world for people? To be alive is to be alone, what is the point of surviving? ”