Chapter 19: Alingxue (19)
Qi Bei had already made a decision, he had to hold this breath until he rescued Miss Xu and took her to a safe place.
"Are there Tibetans here?" The masked killer looked at the lifeless horse pen with a torch, since it was an extermination, it had to be done thoroughly, and not a single living mouth should be spared, including the horses that might be carrying people to escape.
"Not a single horse was left alive, and the grooms were dead. Let's go, shoot the flamingos one by one. The newborn doll was handed over to Jiayang for disposal. β
The killers turned and ran to the delivery room. At this time, the flamingo tribesmen, who realized that Dazhai had been breached, picked up their weapons one after another to make the last resistance.
It's a pity it's too late.
The flamingo patriarch led the few remaining men to never return, and the women in the delivery room were in a mess, hurriedly wrapped the little baby, and tried to transfer the lady out through the back door.
"What? All the horses in the penn are dead? β
"What should I do!"
"Is there any other way out? Let's go down to the cellar! Quick, send Madame and Miss and the little boy to the cellar! β
"It's too late, it's already outside."
"Where's the patriarch?"
"Patriarch he...... He ......"
"It's inβ"
"Madame, run away...... Ahh
"Help...... Help......"
With a bang, the killer broke in. Suddenly, the woman's screams and begs for mercy came and went, but soon calmed down.
Just like the heavy snow of Aling, it covers up all the crimes and blood.
Suddenly, a horse rushed out of the darkness, smashed the door panel open, and the fierce hooves of the horse trampled the masked killer to death, through the flames, with a crackling spark, and headed directly for the house of Miss Xu's family.
"Stop the brute! Hurry up! β
In the delivery room, the outline of the seven-sided chess pieces was deeply engraved on the ground, and Miss Xu, who was covered in blood and tears, hugged the unknown baby tightly and fell on the ground sobbing.
Everything happened too quickly, Qi Bei burrowed back into the foal's body, enduring the incomparable pain of the abdominal wound, and before he arrived, it was already too late.
The crescent scimitar in his hand drank enough blood and was shining.
"It was put on the table." Jia Yang's expression was indistinguishable, and he reached out to explore the younger brother in Miss Xu's arms. She was so frightened that she hid back, and Jia Yang grabbed it, a pair of big hands that had saved Miss Xu, which were extremely cold and hard.
The cold blade was in front of her, and Miss Xu didn't dare to cry. When the knife falls, everyone will cry for their lives.
However, Jia Yang slowly withdrew the Crescent Scimitar, which was clamoring to take more lives, and withdrew its scabbard.
"It's not you." Jia Yang looked at the baby who was once rumored to have the power of the gods in his body, and the Seven Kills Chess in his hand had obviously been raised in front of the little baby, if it was this child, the Seven Kills Chess would have a sense and would emit a dazzling light, but the chess pieces were still pitch black, and they were not lit up at all. In this way, the newly-born doll of the Flamingo Clan is just an ordinary child.
"Where is the real goal?" He withdrew his seven-kill chess and asked himself in a low voice.
"Daddy...... Mother ......" Miss Xu dared to cry at this time, and pushed her infant brother to the iron-hearted killer in front of her, "Jiayang, you kill him, kill him quickly!" I don't have such a brother, I don't want him! I want my mom and dad! Give me back my mom and dad! β
Jiayang was forced to hold the baby and looked at Miss Xu calmly, unmoved.
The door slammed open, and the masked killers almost gathered: "It's all out there." How's it going, have you got it done here? β
The outline of the Seven Kills quickly disappeared from the ground.
One of them saw Miss Xu and the little baby who fell to the ground, and showed his blood-dripping weapon mercilessly: "The city master killed the two of them?" β
Miss Xu pointed to the swaddling clothes and shouted, "You want him!" Not me. Let my dad go! Don't kill me! β
"Hahaha," the masked killer laughed, "you're Miss Xu." Do you know that when you were just born, there were hundreds of birds and phoenixes in Aling, and our family still wanted to kill you. Ha ha. Look at it, your father and mother have lost their breath, and your people are dead. None of the people who died in Jun'an City could live! The flamingo clan should have been extinguished a long time ago. β
"Don't, don't-"
The frightened Miss Xu struggled to climb back, and the masked killer took a step forward, plunged the knife into the ground, and fixed the corner of Miss Xu's skirt: "I will take your head away." Asking for a reward with the lord of the castle is to count the head. β
"Jiayang...... Save me......" Miss Asahi, whose face was like ashes, finally looked at the man she had trusted deeply, but he remained indifferent and waited indifferently for what was about to happen.
"Jiayang, well done!" Another masked man patted him on the shoulder, "The flamingo clan's proudest Dazhai, the impregnable defense line, this has also been breached." You have made meritorious service twice. Bring the corpse of this doll to the city lord, and you will have a good reward. β
Jia Yang said in a low voice, "It's useless. β
"What do you mean?"
Jiayang didn't care about pushing the baby to the killer: "It's not this child. β
"Huh? What did you say? Got it wrong? Not this kid? The killer scratched his head, not believing that there were oolongs one after another, "I made the wrong girl back then, and I got the wrong little boy today?" What's the matter with you? β
"Hurry back to Jun'an City to report. Not him. Jia Yang repeated, he obviously didn't want to stay too long in the flamingo village, maybe his conscience had not been completely extinguished, in this place where he had been taken in for several years, the corpses around him were once living flamingo people who treated him like relatives, no matter how cold-blooded he was, he could probably feel the grievances and resentment.
"Really, isn't it?" The killers looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the assassination mission, which had been busy for months, would finally fail in the same way again.
"Wait, their two sisters and brothers are from the Flamingo Clan, and they will definitely not be able to escape from it," the killer was in a hurry, and the knife was raised to Miss Xu's head, "It's better to take them back to the city lord to take a look, and let the city lord test it." β
Jia Yang stopped his companion with his backhand, and his sharp gaze forced back the companion above the killing heart, and concluded word by word: "It's not the two of them." β
The fire burned, and the cries for help of the few remaining clansmen who were chased and killed quickly disappeared.
"Jiayang, save me......" The blade pressed against Miss Xu's throat, her tearful eyes were full of monstrous fire, and Jiayang, who remained silent from beginning to end, always had a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
Jia Yang didn't look back, planning to leave.
"Hey, you don't care?" The killers shouted, "Then I'll just kill this girl and put an end to the trouble." In case she grows up and gives birth to a prodigy from heaven, the brothers will have to toss. β
"Yes. Even if these two children are not the target of killing, the Flamingo Clan is also a branch of the Northwest Princes, and it is good for the city lord to destroy them all. Brothers, hurry up. β