Heifeng Ridge, in the back village, corpses are everywhere, and blood is splashed on the walls.

Including the dozen or so gangsters in the gang, nearly 100 bandit minions who stayed in Heifeng Village were all spared, and they were slaughtered by the Long Knife Gate.

Even the women in the back village who were responsible for cleaning clothes for Nie Zheng and other leaders of the cottage were also stopped and killed, and the bloody internal organs were flowing all over the ground, such a bloody scene was unbearable to look at.

This time, Qiu Shulang led the killers to attack the Black Wind Village, and they were unwilling to let go of the weak women who were powerless.

This group of beasts from the Long Knife Gate, the ferocity of their methods and the viciousness of their attacks, are simply outrageous!

Fang Yuanzhi lay in front of the bloody corpses of Fang Fat Man and Xiao Zhi, crying heartbreakingly, extremely miserable.

Nie Zheng stood behind him, holding back the anger in his heart, and slowly squatted in front of Xiao Zhi's thin corpse covered in blood.

Fang Fatzi was stabbed to death by someone at the door, and Xiao Zhi hid behind the door and was cut by someone with a sharp blade.

Both father and son are dead, and the eldest with open eyes, especially Xiao Zhi, his small eyes are full of horror.

Suddenly, Nie Zheng found that Xiao Zhi's hands were tightly protected on his chest, as if he was protecting something beloved.

Nie Zheng tried hard to break Xiao Zhi's hands, only to see that inside those cold and stiff little hands, a sugar man who was about to melt was tightly pinched, and the sugar man had already been stained red by the blood flowing from Xiao Zhi's neck.

This sugar man of Eight Treasures Tianzun, Nie Zheng remembers very clearly, it was Xiao Zhi's birthday night, he ordered Lao Luo to work overnight to make it and give Xiao Zhi a birthday gift, after Xiao Zhi got this sugar man, he was so happy that he was reluctant to eat it at all, and said that he would wait until Shen Hongyu came back, and the two would share it together.

Today, the blood-stained sugar man is still there, but the little fool who lacks the heart and eyes will never come back.

Until the moment before the temporary, this kid with no heart and eyes was desperately protecting the sugar man on his chest, as if this was the most precious thing in his life, even if he died, he had to firmly pinch this sugar man, because this was made for him by the big boss, and no one wanted to take it away.

Looking at the pale and cold thin little face in front of him, unconsciously, a layer of mist appeared in Nie Zheng's eyes. Suddenly, Xiao Zhi's cute and silly serious appearance seemed to resurface in front of him.

“…… Didn't the big boss say that every year on Xiao Zhi's birthday, he had to give Xiao Zhi a sugar man of the Eight Treasures Tianzun, this is not a sugar man at all, the big boss deceives people. ”

"Xiao Zhi won't go anywhere, just stay in Heifeng Village......"

"The sugar man that the big boss gave to Xiao Zhi last night is sweet, Xiao Zhi wants to keep it, wait until Mrs. returns to the mountain, and she will taste half of it, because it is made by the big boss himself......"

In the past, Xiao Zhi's grinning scenes were like sharp knives, piercing Nie Zheng's heart fiercely, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

Nie Zheng endured his reddened eyes, took a few deep breaths, stretched out his trembling hands, slowly hugged Xiao Zhi's thin and cold corpse, and slowly stood up.

Looking down at Fang Yuanzhi, who was still lying on Fang Fat's body wailing and roaring, he had completely fallen into a state of irrational madness.

Seeing this scene, Nie Zheng said to Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, who were waiting outside the door, with an expressionless face: "Knock him out and drag him aside." ”

"Yes, Lord!"

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu arched their hands in low voices, and then their eyes were red, and they gritted their teeth and waved their palms to knock out the overly sad Fang Yuanzhi.

Nie Zheng held Xiao Zhi's body and slowly walked out of the door, at this time, Wang Gang, Zhang Dazhuang and Yang Feihu appeared outside Fang Fatzi's door with heavy steps.

In the entire Black Wind Village, except for Nie Zheng, Wang Gang and Fang Fatzi have the deepest friendship.

At this moment, Wang Gang looked at Fang Fatzi's bloody corpse, and said with trembling lips: "Village master, we have just rummaged through the entire cottage and have not found a single living mouth. ”

Nie Zheng slowly lowered his head, stretched out his left hand and gently closed Xiao Zhi's frightened eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "The dead are the greatest, and the earth is safe, the order goes down and all the brothers are buried, I don't want to hear anyone crying and crying again......"

"Yes, master! ……”

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Black Wind Village, Back Mountain, Wild Grass Slope.

Ninety-seven new graves, ninety-seven simple tombstones, are neatly and desolate erected on the grassy slope.

A flock of crows slowly flew down on the newly piled grave, and let out a chilling and miserable cry.

Nie Zheng stood in front of Fang Fatzi's grave expressionlessly, and in his calm eyes, there was a flame that could burn everything.

Xiao Zhi didn't have a grave, Nie Zheng buried him and Fang Fatzi together, because, Xiao Zhi was lonely and afraid of life before his death, so he was with his father, and on Huangquan Road, at least there was someone who could take care of him, and he wouldn't be too lonely.

Shen Hongyu stood behind Nie Zheng, wearing a white dress swaying in the wind, poignant and elegant.

After learning of the accident in Heifeng Village, not long after Nie Zheng's men and horses returned to Heifengling, Shen Hongyu led hundreds of elites of the Shen family to Heifengling.

From the burial of these victims in front of him to the present, a full three hours have passed, and Nie Zheng has been standing in front of the tombs of the dead souls without saying a word, and Shen Hongyu is also standing behind him silently, her beautiful eyes are full of sadness.

Facing the nearly 100 new graves in front of her, especially Xiao Zhi inside, the grief and anger in Shen Hongyu's heart are no less than anyone else's, but she knows very well in her heart that the more moments like this, the more she must be strong and calm, and she can't cry like ordinary women.

Because, she knows better in her heart that at times like this, sadness and crying can no longer solve the problem.

If you want to really help your man, you have to be calm and rational. Otherwise, what is the difference between her and ordinary women?

Looking at Nie Zheng's emaciated and tenacious back, from beginning to end, he was so calm and silent, iron-clad. Maybe his heart was full of heart-rending grief at the moment, but he didn't reveal half of it.

Suddenly, looking at Nie Zheng's unyielding figure, Shen Hongyu's poignant eyes revealed a trace of relief, a trace of strangeness, and a trace of pity.

This is definitely not the previous Nie Zheng!

In the past, Nie Zheng, when he encountered such a tragic thing, he would definitely be in chaos, and he would never be so resolute and calm.

Thinking of this, Shen Hongyufang's heart trembled, and she sighed secretly, I haven't seen him for a few years, he has changed so much, and he has become a little strange to himself.

Silence, long silence.

Suddenly, Shen Hongyu spoke: "When are you going to take revenge?" ”

Nie Zheng didn't look back, and said in a cold voice: "Seven days later, bulldoze the long knife gate!" ”

Hearing this, Shen Hongyu didn't say anything, just slowly turned around and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

In the distance, her soft and cold voice floated faintly in Nie Zheng's ears. "After seven days, I will send the elite of Shenjiazhai to help you......"

After that, Shen Hongyu sighed softly, and her poignant and slender white figure, like a ghost, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After Shen Hongyu left, Nie Zheng slowly turned around and looked at the direction she was leaving, a trace of imperceptible warmth flashed in her resolute eyes.

"Rustling ......"

Suddenly, Wang Gang's heavy footsteps came from far to near, and came to Nie Zheng's vicinity.

Nie Zheng turned his head to look at him, and said in a deep voice, "How is the cottage cleaned up?" ”

Wang Gang nodded, and said in a hoarse voice: "With the help of Madame, it has almost been cleaned up." ”

Nie Zheng nodded and was silent.

At this time, Wang Gang said again: "I just received Jia Xiufang's flying pigeon message, they have successfully sold the two calligraphy and paintings that the owner of the village gave him last time, and they are currently on their way back to the mountain with four hundred and sixty taels of gold. ”

Nie Zheng said expressionlessly: "How many days will he be able to come back?" ”

"About seven days."

"Send a message to him, and let them rush back to the Black Wind Ridge within four days, day and night."

Wang Gang arched his hand and said respectfully: "Yes, the owner of the village, his subordinates will do it!" ”

With that, Wang Gang quickly left.

Looking at the back of Wang Gang leaving in a hurry, Nie Zheng slowly turned his body and looked at the gloomy and miserable new graves in front of him, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes.

"Brothers, rest in peace, after seven days, the great master will personally lead the men and horses down the mountain, level the long knife gate, and avenge you with his own hands! ……”

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