"Evil fate is cheap, death is innocent! You wait for Hugh to blame this seat for being ruthless, this son must not live in the world. ”

On the wooden frame, the man in black said coldly.

"Big ......".

In the open space not far in front of the wooden frame, Xuanhu raised his head, a pair of tiger eyes were full of tears, and he really wanted to open his mouth to save "Xuanfeng".

However, in the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain.

From beginning to end, the man in black didn't look at him directly, and even if he begged for mercy, it would be useless, and maybe it would bring even greater disasters to the other villagers in Momiji Village.

Xuanhu slammed the ground hard, swallowing the "words" in his throat painfully.

"Brother Xuanchun, for the sake of the lives of the hundred and ten villagers in Hongye Village, the eldest brother can only be sorry for you!"

He said sadly in his heart.

Sweat and tears blended with each other, quietly wetting his whole body.

Stomp ......

The deathly silence around the meadow, and the sound of the men in black stepping on the wooden stairs became the only sonata at dusk.

A low whimper was faintly heard around the meadow.

All the villagers of Hongye Village who came to see off "Xiao Yuer" hung their heads in fear, they didn't dare to look at "Xuanfeng", they each hugged their own children, covered the corners of their mouths, and tried to suppress the sound of crying.

Wow wow......

In a package under Xuan Chun's left armpit, the weak Xuan Feng struggled with his hands and feet, and his crisp cry kept beating the heartstrings of everyone present.

"Boy, go in peace, even if this seat lets you go today, you will be hunted down and killed ...... other day."

The man in black slowly walked to Xuan Chun's side, leaned over and picked up Xuan Feng, and then, he turned around and glanced at Xiao Yu'er on the wooden frame, and muttered to himself.

He seemed to be afraid of something, and there was a slight tremor between his hands, and his raised right palm did not dare to fall.

Time flies, cold winds and whirlwinds.

At this moment, the sun in the west has completely come to an end, the night is gradually eating away at the light on the earth, the bonfires on the entire grassland are transparent, and the swaying firelight in the wind reflects everyone's figures like ghosts.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

"Boy, go in peace!"

After a short period of stunned, a touch of fierceness appeared in the eyes of the man in black, and a little black light surged from the palm of his right hand, slapping at Xuan Feng in his arms.

"Xuanfeng!"

In front of the wooden frame, Xuanhu was so frightened that his liver and gall were broken.

In the end, he still couldn't bear the deep condemnation in his heart, and his right foot glared at the ground, and his body was as swift as a tiger and leopard, and he crashed straight into the man in black.

Touch!

Burst!

The distance between Xuanhu and the man in black was too close, and when he was caught off guard, the man in black was hit squarely, his body staggered, and he took several steps back one after another.

At the same time, Xuan Feng also slipped from his left hand, and a tall figure blocked this deadly attack for him.

The little black light in the palm of the black-clothed man's right hand was like thousands of water snakes, along the chest of the Xuanhu, and quickly spread to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Touch...... With a muffled sound, a large mouthful of black blood erupted from Xuanhu's mouth, and his body fell heavily beside Xuan Chun.

He knew how to refine his muscles and bones, and at the last moment, he used the remaining strength in his body to protect the Xuan Feng in his arms in time.

"Village Chief!"

"Village Chief!"

......

After Xuanhu fell to the ground, there was no movement, and black blood ran down his chest, neck, and armpits...... Bubbling and flowing.

At this moment, the people on the grassland could no longer suppress the sorrow in their hearts, and they burst into tears one by one, calling for Xuanhu in grief.

Xuanhu and Xuanchun are different, the status of the two in Hongye Village is very different, Hongye Village has no Xuanchun but one less young man, and if there is no Xuanhu, it means "death".

Xuanhu is the patron saint of Momiji Village and the strongest in everyone's hearts.

A small impoverished village like Momiji Village has no normal source of livelihood at all.

It has always been Xuanhu who has relied on his strong strength to bring the young adults in the village into the dangerous red leaf forest to hunt animals and supplement food sources, which has fed the hundred and ten families in the red leaf village.

Now, Xuanhu is dead, which is tantamount to a thunderbolt from the sky for everyone.

"Noise!"

The man in black was furious, and his cold voice was like the Nine Heavens Thunder, roaring and rolling, covering everyone's sorrowful cries.

At the same time, he put his hands together in his lower abdomen, and a dazzling black light erupted from all over his body, shining brightly, and everyone's eyes ached.

Ahh

Several middle-aged men in Red Leaf Village held their heads in their hands, their faces distorted, and they all fell on the road to treat Xuanhu.

The black light on the man in black was too terrifying, and the brilliance flowed, like a sparkling water snake, cold and suffocating...... And it gives people a kind of terrifying coercion like Mount Tai's overwhelming.

Everyone felt a heavy breath, and it was like a boulder lying horizontally on their chests.

Just now, the middle-aged men just glanced at the black light on the man in black, and suddenly felt a sharp pain like a pinprick in their minds.

The screams of the people, the cries of babies...... Stirring back and forth on the grassland, all the Momiji villagers fell silent.

All the children who were still in the age of ignorance were frightened and fainted, and the remaining old people, young people, and middle-aged people also fell to their knees unwillingly, trembling with fright, and did not dare to say a word.

This is the sorrow of the weak!

The man in black in front of him was too terrifying, he was like a terrible ghost who had crawled out of hell, and the black light flew between his gestures, threatening all directions, and everyone's life and death were all in his thoughts.

"Wait for the listeners, and if you dare to stop the people who act in this seat, the whole village will be wiped out!"

The man in black looked around, his bare eyes were cold, and his breath became even colder, thicker, and suffocating.

Then, he took a step and continued to walk towards Xuanfeng.

On the ground, the cold wind swirled, blood flowed, Xuan Chun and Xuan Hu lay quietly on the cold ground, and they no longer breathed.

On the other side, Xuan Feng also seemed to be coerced by the aura of the man in black, and stopped crying, his pink little face turned pale, his eyes were closed, and his hands and feet stopped struggling.

Apparently, he also passed out.

"If you can find Xiao Yu'er's whereabouts here, this seat is not worth it! Boy, only when you die, your mother can return to the Xiao family!"

When the man in black said the four big words "Xiao family" at the end, his hands subconsciously shuddered, which shows how amazing the power behind Xiao Yuer is.

He leaned down again, reaching out to pick up Xuanfeng, who was wrapped in a piece of blue-gray cotton.

At this moment, the mutation protruded, and an urgent sound of breaking the sky suddenly came from the forest around the grassland, and the sound was fast, from far and near.

"Who!"

The man in black raised his head suddenly, and a little black glow appeared between his sharp pupils, and he quickly looked around.

Then, he didn't care about killing Xuan Feng, his feet spun in the air, and a three-foot short sword with black light slipped out of the sleeve of his right hand.

Under the reflection of the bonfire on the wooden frame, the image of the three-foot short sword projected on the ground turned out to be a vicious beast with teeth and claws, with curved horns on the top of its head, a meter long and about half a meter high, and a pair of fangs under its chin swaying in the wind.

"Boom...... The dignified Lord of the Golden Dragon Guard did not even let go of a baby who was still in swaddling clothes, and if this matter was spread, the face of that guy in the wilderness would be very exciting. ”

A sneer came from the forest around the grassland, and the sound rippled in all directions, and ordinary people couldn't hear the sound coming from that direction at all.

"Where did the madman come from, he dared to call His Majesty by his name, and quickly came out to die!"

The man in black was furious, his right hand waved in the air, and the three-foot short sword in his hand flew into the air from his hand, and the black light was shining, spreading in all directions like ripples in water.

Roar!

A low beast roar came from the three-foot short sword, and the sound was dull, like a morning bell in the evening.

After the sound was heard, all the Momiji villagers in the grassland spurted out a large mouthful of blood in unison, and one by one fell to the ground like wooden pillars.

"Lie Wushuang, I haven't seen you for decades, but your heart is getting more and more vicious, and in order to force this seat to appear, you don't hesitate to kill these innocent villagers. ”

The void whispered, and a white light and shadow shot out from the forest sea to the west of the grassland, and in a few leaps, it appeared above the wooden frame.

Under the reflection of the bonfire, it can be vaguely seen that this is a middle-aged man in a white Confucian robe, wearing a cyan crown hat, wearing a seven-foot long sword around his waist, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face is like Shunhua, and his eyes are like a clear spring.

If it weren't for the trace of blood on his left shoulder, others would have thought that this was a gentle lady.

"It's you! Xue Jianhua, you don't cultivate in the Blood Sword Pavilion, you dare to directly cross the border between the two countries and enter here. ”

The man in black recognized the identity of the other party at a glance, the head of the Blood Spirit Guard in the Blood Sword Pavilion of the Great Qi Empire - Xue Jianhua.

The Golden Dragon Guard is an institution set up by the Emperor of the Divine Dragon Empire to supervise hundreds of officials after following the "Blood Sword Pavilion" of the Qi State.

Therefore, the Blood Sword Pavilion is the same as the Golden Dragon Guard, both of which are secret departments set up by the emperors of various countries to monitor everything within the borders of the country.

"Brother Wushuang, do you think that only this seat is here in person. ”

On the wooden shelf, a middle-aged man in a white Confucian robe said contemptuously.

After speaking, he turned to look at Xiao Yu'er on the meadow.

From beginning to end, Xiao Yuer did not show the slightest movement.

She is like a real immortal in the world, her jade hands are closed, crossed on her waist, her beautiful eyes are closed, her face is ancient and waveless, and there is no breath fluctuation on her body.

"Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water hall is fragrant. There is no beauty in the autumn, and it is a beautiful woman to the eye!"

The middle-aged man carefully looked at Xiao Yu'er's body and secretly exclaimed.

"Brother Jianhua, such a peerless beauty, how can Brother Dao enjoy it exclusively!"

"Who!"

Under the wooden frame, the black-clothed man Lie Wushuang was about to step on the wooden frame and snatch Xiao Yu'er with the middle-aged man, when at this moment, another black shadow appeared over the forest sea to the west of the grassland.