There are six or seven people in a group, both men and women, dressed beautifully, with a pampered and arrogant look on their faces.

"Who are you? Why not come and see our artworks? The leader was a little older, and looking at Yang Xiaomu's clothes, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"A work of art?" The corners of Yang Xiaomu's mouth suddenly hooked slightly, if Xiao Changge was here, he would definitely know that when Yang Xiaomu ordered the slaughter of everyone in the Prince's Mansion, he also showed such a smile.

"Not bad! Look at what a natural and perfect work of art! The young man's eyes were hot, his face was full of excitement, like a child seeing a beloved toy, pointed to a corpse not far away, and said, "See, that corpse must be a mother, when the fire came, desperately protecting her child, although it was still burned to death in the end, but it retained such a perfect work of art, I named this artwork love!" ”

When these words were spoken, there was not the slightest sympathy on the young man's face, there was not the slightest guilt, there was only excitement.

As for the others, they also looked as they should be, and in their eyes, this mutilated person was just a work of art, or just theirs...... Plaything!

A plaything to pass the time!

"You ...... You guys...... They are innocent people who have been mutilated! Tang Xiaopang's eyes were blood-red, and he didn't even speak fluently.

"Innocent, you're kidding!" The only woman looked disdainful, "In my opinion, they are nothing more than moths of society, a bunch of fed and waiting to die!" ”

"Yao Mei is right, these people are all garbage that wastes food! It's clean when it's dead, and the air in the whole royal city is much fresher! ”

"It's their honor to be fancy to us, to be furnished as a work of art, for people to see!"

"It can be regarded as a contribution they have made to this society!"

Some others chimed in, with disdain on their faces, some with pity, and some with a hint of sympathy from above.

"Kill them all!" Yang Xiaomu no longer looked at them, and when these people said these words, they were already dead in Yang Xiaomu's eyes, so they just stared at Tang Xiaopang and said coldly.

Tang Xiaopang was a little surprised, although he was sad and angry, he also thought about teaching this group of people a lesson, but he never thought of killing them.

"Kill us? Are you an idiot! Or are you as stupid as this charred garbage! The young man at the head laughed.

"Looks like we're going to have two more pieces of art!" Yao Mei was very disdainful.

"Something that you don't know, telling our identity can scare them to death! In the royal city, those who dare to talk to us like this will end up with only one end, death! ”

As soon as Yang Xiaomu's words fell, the group of men and women burst into laughter. Especially when I saw Tang Xiaopang who was in a daze, the mocking laughter was even worse!

"Kill them all! This is what you have to go through to be strong! It is also what you must do to awaken your bloodline, and it is the first step you take to avenge these tragic deaths! Yang Xiaomu was still staring at Tang Xiaopang, and his voice was like a Hong Zhong.

"A pair of madmen!" Several men and women also clearly felt that the atmosphere was not right and were about to leave.

Yang Xiaomu didn't stop it, just stared at Tang Xiaopang, "Although they are not the culprits, they are even more hateful, if even they can't bear to kill, what kind of revenge are you talking about, these people who raised you will die in vain!" ”

"Nope! No! No! They won't die in vain, absolutely not! Tang Xiaopang grabbed his hair in pain and didn't make a move.

"See! Who are these dead people, old men, babies, did the enemy sympathize with them! Yang Xiaomu's voice became louder and louder, "The current situation is the Son of Heaven, and it may not be expensive; Poor is a husband, not necessarily cheap. Let those who are high and self-righteous see clearly, even if they are humble, they can also have a heart higher than the sky! When the husband is angry, he can also flow into a river of blood and pile up mountains of bones! ”

"Kill them all!"

"Kill!"

Yang Xiaomu's voice, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, was deafening, and hit Tang Xiaopang's mind over and over again.

Tang Xiaopang's breathing became more and more rapid, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood gurgling and flowing.

Airplanes! Finally, at some point!

Qi and blood are like the sea, straight to the sky!

In the rich qi and blood, a huge dragon elephant phantom rises and falls in it, the dragon power is great in the water line, and the elephant power is great in the land line. The dragon elephant is a combination of the dragon and the elephant, which is an ancient alien species, with a red gold body, dragon wings, covered with gold scales, and a large dragon.

Bloodline Awakening!

Seventh-Order Martial Disciple!

Yang Xiaomu put his mind at ease, he knew very well that using this method to stimulate Tang Xiaopang was very cruel, violent, and improperly operated, and it might even make his soul lose control, go insane, and collapse!

But just as straightforward.

He didn't have time to let Tang Xiaopang gently activate the bloodline, time waited for no one! And he also believes in his own vision and believes in Tang Xiaopang!

Now it seems that I made the right bet!

Roar!

After the awakening of the bloodline, Tang Xiaopang roared in the sky like the king of all beasts, and in the next moment, he urged endless qi and blood, flashing in front of several men and women.

For the Dragon Elephant Mountainbreaker, the body is the best weapon!

Bang bang bang......

Every muffled sound must be accompanied by scarlet blood and screams of pain!

A group of gentlemen, how could it be the opponent of the dragon elephant breaking the mountain, when the last blood flower withered, the screams stopped abruptly, Tang Xiaopang was covered in blood, like Shura who walked out of the sea of blood!

And around him, there are shredded corpses that have been torn apart, broken arms, legs and heads!

Perhaps only blood and killing can vent the frustration in his heart, and as far as he is concerned, this killing is not a bad thing for him.

Looking at the scarlet blood and the broken corpses everywhere, Tang Xiaopang had a trace of confusion in his eyes.

His cultivation has never been for the purpose of killing, but just to find a stable job with a good income and live a down-to-earth life.

It's a pity that creation makes people, he met Yang Xiaomu, and his ideal life was broken!

Perhaps, as the system says, this is the number of qi and fate, affecting oneself and others, and it cannot be forced or changed!

At the very least, now they don't have the strength to control the qi and manipulate their fate!

"Once the cultivation is in the end, it's hard to ask, who can get back with the whole body!" Knowing Tang Xiaopang's thoughts, Yang Xiaomu patted the former on the shoulder and sighed lightly, "Since you have chosen this path, then you will go on desperately, for yourself and for those who have loved you!" If someone wants their own life, they want his life first! ”

Tang Xiaopang didn't answer, but there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes.

In the next few days, Tang Xiaopang personally dug out the tombs and buried all the villagers.

There were no solemn ceremonies, no mournful lamentations, only a low wind whimpering.

For three days and three nights, Tang Xiaopang knelt in front of the grave without saying a word.

It wasn't until the fourth day that he finally got up, kowtowed a few times, and turned away without hesitation, leaving behind a lonely but firm back......