Kurhon was anxiously walking back and forth in the dimly lit square in front of the temple, bright yellow boots, "baha, haw" trampled in blood.

Ye Luo wrapped An Yi in his left hand, and picked up an iron sword in his right hand at some point.

Glancing at Anyi, who died in Ye Luo's arms, Kurhon let out a long breath, looked directly at Ye Luo and asked, "What did this slut say to you?" ”

Ye Luo looked at Kurhon and slowly raised the iron sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Kurhon. said: "I promised An Yi that I would kill you." ”

The flesh on Kurhon's face twitched, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Gongshan Yu has already left, do you really think that you can fight against the thousands of warriors under me with the strength of one person?" ”

Ye Luo tightened An Yi, who was wrapped in his left hand, and in his calm eyes, a killing intent that was so strong that it could not be dissolved, and he said coldly: "The thief who killed his father and sister, leaving you to live in the world is the greatest blasphemy against the world. “

Ye Luo walked towards Kurhon step by step, he wanted to kill people now, and he wanted to kill alone in front of thousands of troops. Without doing so, he had no way to suppress the sadness in his heart. If he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to vent the monstrous anger in his heart no matter what, and ...... Heartache......

Kurkhon shouted, and a thousand of his warriors rushed out, like a flood that burst its banks, and seemed to be able to drown the leaves at any moment.

Ye Luo's footsteps walked forward firmly, neither speeding up nor slowing down. His brain went into a wonderful state, cool to the point of frightening. The iron sword in his hand kept stabbing out according to the number of thirteen pokes, and he could do three or even four pokes in the snap of his fingers every time.

One by one, the samurai fell, but there was not much screaming, for each sword stabbed him in the throat. Ye Luo, who has never been willing to take the initiative to kill, finally broke the shackles in his heart this time and let go of killing.

Kill three people in one step, devour people's souls step by step!

After nearly 100 people were killed, Ye Luo's body did not have a few shallow or deep wounds. An Yi, who was surrounded by him, was still intact, because Ye Luo had been protecting her. Even if she was just a corpse now, Ye Luo didn't want her to be hurt.

The samurai were already timid, they had never seen such a calm and murderous opponent, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Fearless to death, it will only appear when it is evenly matched or slightly outwhelmed, and in the face of one-sided slaughter, no one can see death as if it were home.

Kurkhon shouted wildly, drew the knife in his hand, and rushed over with the warriors of his cronies. He knew very well that between him and Ye Luo, only one person could see the sun tomorrow.

Ye Luo's figure suddenly accelerated, and before everyone could react, he rushed in front of Kulhon like a soul seducer from hell. The iron sword in his hand pierced through Kurhon's chest and came out of his back.

Looking at Ye Luo, who appeared in front of him like a ghost, and looking at his dead sister in Ye Luo's arms, Kulhong's eyes suddenly showed a look of relief.

"Biography...... Situated...... Ali ...... Qu Bao ......"

Kurhon said with difficulty.

As the iron sword slowly pulled out of Kurhon's body, Kurhon fell to the ground, and the blood spurting from his chest mixed with the blood on the ground......

……

Seeing that the king was dead, Kurhon's cronies were very strange and did not want to take revenge, but avoided Ye Luo from a distance. Except for a few people who left behind to guard the body of Kurhon, the rest of the warriors bypassed Yeluo and ran outside the palace, presumably to ask Aliqu Baolai to succeed him.

Killing Kurhon with his own hands, the anger in Ye Luo's heart was finally extinguished. He looked at the more than 100 samurai with swords in their throats around him, and felt a tumbling in his stomach, almost throwing up. He himself couldn't believe that he had killed these people with his own hands.

Sighing lightly, Ye Luo said to himself: "There is a devil in everyone's heart, I hope the devil in my heart will not come out again." ”

Glancing at a group of warriors who were looking at him fearfully from a distance, Ye Luo left the square with An Yi's body around and walked towards the outside of the palace. The dead cannot be resurrected, and what he has to do now is to find a good place to bury Anyi.

Not far from the palace, Ye Luo suddenly stopped. He looked into the darkness and said strangely, "Why are you here?" Aren't you afraid of being trampled into a meatloaf? ”

There was no sound in the darkness, and a small figure walked out quietly, it was Wangcai.

Wangcai glanced at Ye Luo resentfully, and said helplessly: "Why are you moving so fast?" I thought I could go back to the courtyard first! Well, since you have met me, I will give you a share of the jewels I have looted in the palace! ”

"You went to the palace to steal jewels?" Ye Luo shouted in horror.

"That's not stealing." Wangcai said seriously: "That's called looting." You are the winner, and the winner has the right to take the spoils. It's just that you didn't remember, I took it for you. Let's talk about it, we can only divide you more than a hundred catties, not more, and there are not many jewels in the palace. ”

Ye Luo's eyes widened, he really didn't know what was going on in this Wangcai's mind all day long.

Because An Yi died, and then went on a killing spree, Ye Luo's mood at this time was very complicated. He was not in the mood to bargain with Wangcai, but he remembered that Wangcai calculated for a long time before saying: Ye Luo still owes it 11,000 catties of jewelry......

Ye Luo did not go to see Lang Yueguo and Uda Balang, but left Dingshan City directly.

The gates of Dingshan Castle were wide open, and it was estimated that they were opened when Bu and his samurai escaped, which saved Ye Luo a lot of trouble.

More than 100 kilometers is not far for Ye Luo, who is running with all his might. In the end, Ye Luo chose a peach forest on the hillside and prepared to bury An Yi here.

The hillside is facing the Thousand Corpse Cave, about four or five kilometers away, and the entire hillside is full of peach blossoms. Ye Luo decided to bury An Yi here because he wanted An Yi to witness the destruction of the Thousand Corpses Cave.

With only his hands, Ye Luo dug a dirt pit on the hillside. The thick peach blossom petals on the ground were spread in the pit, and Ye Luo put An Yi in.

An Yi is like falling asleep, not at all as ugly as a dead body should be. Ye Luo sprinkled a handful of petals on An Yi's body, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Before he knew it, he hummed the song, but it was full of desolation.

Ye Luo didn't fall in love with An Yi, he just saw a beautiful and fresh life, and he died in his arms like this, and his mood was extremely heavy. And Anyi, as a woman, was able to lie down and taste her courage, and spent ten years planning to avenge her father, which made Ye Luo admire this courage very much.

In fact, Ye Luo knew very well in his heart that An Yi was not in love with him. The reason why An Yi was full of joy before she died was because Ye Luo was the only man who appeared in An Yi's life and was worth paying attention to. And An Yi is a very scheming woman, she knows that she shows her affection for Ye Luo, and Ye Luo will better fulfill her promise after her death, she is a very smart woman.

"People, is there really an afterlife?" Ye Luo muttered softly, because he remembered what An Yi said before he died: If there is an afterlife, is it good for the slave family to be a concubine?