Meng Jingluan heard a huge earthquake from his chest, and a heart seemed to hang in his ears, and every time he swelled and contracted, he drove the air around him. Knock, knock, knock...

After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly roared and rushed forward desperately, trying to grasp everything in the void around Su Xian, "Perran, Perran!" Perran! ”

When she realized that Ye Peilan's was indeed so easily gone, her eyes slowly turned bloody, and she raised her hand to point at Su Xian, "You-"

- Why did you do that?

As if her soul had been pumped, her mind was vast, and a large area of blood red bloomed in front of her eyes, which was Chunsheng, Li Ning's struggle before she died, and it seemed that Pei Lan smiled at her slightly, and when she reached out to touch it, there was only nothingness......

She saw Uncle Dong raise the machete and slash it at Su Xian's throat. In an instant, a large area of black mist overflowed. My heart trembled suddenly, I don't know if it was a trembling or the thrill of revenge - kill him, kill him!

However, Su Xian only held the knife, and there was not the slightest pain on his face, the wind suddenly rose, his hair was like ink, and he only had a face that was ruthless, "You are just mortals, you want to kill me?" Turning the knife in his hand, his five fingers stroking the iron handle, he laughed out loud, "It's a pity that I'm already immortal!" ”

Meng was stunned in place, unable to believe everything in front of him, only to see the surrounding villagers flock up, mixed with shouts and curses in their ears, and the man who was surrounded in the center raised his arms and suddenly shook out a thin red line.

She watched the inextricably threaded threads entangle, binding everyone's bodies, at first some people struggled to break free, and the red thread became tighter and tighter, as if it was about to be strangled into the bones and blood, no one dared to struggle, a few men endured, but those women couldn't help but cry out in pain!

A few steps forward, she frantically tore the red thread that seemed to be no more than the thickness of a hair, until the ten fingers were bloody, in the end, the child's family was fruitless for several times, and finally sat down on the ground, tears scrambled to roll down, "What are you going to do...... We're just mortals, what the hell are you going to do! "

Su Xian's face frowned slightly, and a look of pity had surfaced.

"Why are you crying? They are mortal, and life and death do not matter. The only one I want is a small benefactor. Seeing that he finally didn't have to hide it, he smiled with an irresistible meaning, "You go with me, I won't hurt anyone anymore." How? ”

Meng Jingluan got up slowly, wiped away his tears, and made up his mind, "I will go with you, it's okay, but you have to send them back to the village safely, so I can rest assured." ”

Su Yan raised his eyebrows slightly as if surprised, "Does the little benefactor want to talk to me about the conditions?" ”

He chuckled, "There's no need to exchange anything, I can do whatever I want with you." What will you tell me? ”

Meng Jingluan also smiled, on a face mixed with dirt and blood, only his eyes were burning, "I'll take my life." She flipped her wrist and the dagger was across her neck, "Believe it or not, it's all up to you." ”

Su Xian's eyes were smooth, there was a deep meaning in his eyes, and he hooked his lips and smiled for a long time, "Yes." ”

Between the green mountains, the clouds and mist are swirling, the bamboo building is high and low, standing by the water, the mahogany village gate, the house of the year of the book.

A large number of clansmen had gathered behind the gate of the village - at first it was Chunsheng's disappearance, followed by Meng Jingluan and his people who did not return all night, and those relatives who went to look for them, Zhuang Ding was also heard from. This matter spread all over the world, and even the patriarch was alarmed, leading the old and young to gather in front of the gate of the village.

Su Xian's gaze slowly scanned the crowd, without a trace of waves on his face, and he spoke for a long time, "This poor mountain and remote place, a small place, should not be a prison that will trap you for a lifetime. He lowered his head and sighed, "As I return to the Holy Realm, you will know that between the Three Realms, the land of the world is very large. ”

Meng Jingluan looked at the village where he had lived for more than ten years, looked at the familiar stilted bamboo buildings, landscapes, plants and trees in front of him, and was extremely reluctant in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but become sour.

If she had the slightest choice, she would never choose to go with this demon. But it has come to this, and there is no way back.

"Let's go."

The two of them turned around one after the other, just when Su Fei took a few steps, a sudden wind flew in her ears, she only felt that her eyes flickered, and she saw a thing smashed straight behind Su Fei, only to hear a muffled bang, which suddenly pierced through the left shoulder, and burst out in an instant a large cloud of black mist, waiting to be looked closely, she couldn't help but be surprised - it was nothing else, it was actually a peach cane that the owner of the village had never left his body!

Su Xian's figure flickered slightly, his whole face suddenly changed color, he turned around in anger, and looked at the old village owner like a blazing gaze, listening to him say in a deep voice, "Mr. Meng expected that his family would be robbed in the early years, and he didn't expect to come today, if you take Meng Yatou to go, where will you put our old guy's face!" He waved his hand, the crutch broke through the air, returned to the palm, as soon as the words fell, the other clansmen of Nianjiazhai surrounded Meng Jingluan, hugged it tightly, each holding a nail rake and hoe, and looked at each other angrily.

Su Xian's face was pale, without the slightest trace of blood that ordinary people should have, and his eyes were as black as an abyss.

He clutched his chest for a long time, and when he slowly raised his head, he was already undisguised with murderous intent, "Hugh said that if he snatched a woman, he would destroy all of your village, but between applause, who could stop me?!" ”

As soon as the wind rose, the back hem of the wide-sleeved robe danced recklessly in the wind. He only felt that he had a serious discussion with Meng Jingluan first, and it was like playing with a group of ants, which was really ridiculous. What kind of human life, will it be precious to have the life of his Sanctuary Magician?

This is the Shura phase he really deserves.

At the same time as his words landed, a large number of clansmen behind him could no longer bear it, and angry cheers arose, and a large number of people rushed up. Meng Jingluan only felt that her heartbeat was throbbing, and it seemed to be violent all at once, her chest ached faintly, and her brain was also trembling, and she couldn't stop trembling.

It was a premonition bordering on despair. She didn't know why she had such a hunch.

No, no, the old owner is so powerful, he will definitely be fine......

Su Xian faced the crowd that rushed madly, and in the face of the shouting and scolding and hideous anger, he never moved, but when the strong man led by him approached an inch, his figure shook and disappeared into the air.

Everyone stopped back and forth, looking around blankly, and the door of the red lacquer village was empty.

Where is his shadow?!

Meng Jingluan's eyelids jumped violently, but his heart didn't dare to rejoice at all, thinking of what he had experienced not long ago, he glared at him suddenly, and shouted, "Everyone, get out of the way!" She heard her voice rise sharply, even sharp enough to change her tone, "Get out of the way!" ”

However, it was already too late.

In the air, where did it originate, black arrow feathers suddenly flew, densely packed like locusts transiting, as if they were about to tear the wind.

Falling like a pour, screaming everywhere.

She only saw the clansmen beside her, constantly being shot, the arrow sank into the flesh, and in an instant the black mist rose, and one after another the figures fell from the arrow, but those people did not die immediately, but fell to their knees, struggling in great pain. The sound of large swaths of corroded flesh, like a giant python spitting letters, is a hissing sound that makes people feel cold to the bone.

"Su Niang......" Meng Jingluan panicked and avoided the rain of arrows, running away in embarrassment, and suddenly found that Pei Lan's mother was also hit by an arrow, and ran forward to help her in a few steps, just a few steps away, the plain and gentle woman suddenly screamed, sharp and sad, and her facial features were distorted.

- Bang.

It's a popping sound.

Meng Jingluan unconsciously took two steps back, a large cloud of blood mist bloomed in front of him, and the clansman who was still a good man was like being thrown into a big urn that smashed bamboo on weekdays, and was squeezed into a ball of meat and splattered out, and every clansman who fell to the ground around him screamed and cried one after another, and then, the blood flowers bloomed.

Just around Meng Jingluan, the remains of the skull, the corpses were all over the ground, and the plasma organs were gathered into a beach.

Nianjiazhai is no longer Nianjiazhai, it is purgatory on earth. She clutched the sticky blood in her palms, sniffed the strong smell of blood that almost drowned people in the air, as if she had been drained of her soul, and looked at everything in front of her in a daze.

The surviving people were still running away, crying and crying, and their faces were all helpless, forcibly pulling her thoughts back into cruel sobriety.

Suddenly, the blood on the ground pooled and went straight to the sky. I saw that under the dark sky where the thick clouds gathered, the sea of blood rolled in the air, and the black robe slowly appeared, overlooking everything with an indifferent face, and the old patriarch whose life and death were unknown in his hands was still held hostage.

Su Xian's voice seemed to come from the clouds, ethereal and empty, "It's your honor to sacrifice three souls and six spirits for me to return to the Holy Realm." He pulled a skeletal cane out of his sleeve, "But you're dying too late, and I'm impatient." ”

With a slight finger of the skeleton's cane, the ghost spirit that Meng Jingluan saw in the Five Old Forests rushed out, flowing out of the skeleton's ghostly eyes, and pounced on the crowd running in all directions.

Meng Jingluan's eyes were bloodshot, and his hatred had risen monstrously, fused with the grief surging in his chest, turning into a roar, "Su Xuan! You bastard, you will take revenge! Get out of here! All kinds of mistakes are caused by me, but you are coming at me! ”

Her eyes rounded, and she saw that the old patriarch was hung in the air by Su Xun, his body swaying, as if he was about to fall down in the next moment, and his body was shattered. The second half of the sentence no longer has the confidence to dare to speak, and tears pour down first.

She knelt down facing the man, as if in the dust like ants, "You let him go...... Let them go...... You'll kill me..."

Su Xianfei landed on the ground, and the large black-clothed clothes behind him were displayed, as if they were coming from the depths of the region.

He looked down and stretched out a hand to Meng Jingluan.

The hand was still slender and white, and the tips of the fingers were light cyan, as if they had never been touched with blood.

Meng Jingluan slowly raised his arm, and his five fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Just as he was about to take Su Xian's hand, a male voice suddenly sounded in his ears, coming from afar, but it was as clear and resounding as an empowerment.

"Adversary, have you done enough!"