Lu Juan's eyes flashed slightly, and the next moment he reached out and hugged Yue Ran, a line of tears slowly flowed down his cheeks, and a whimpering wail came out of his throat.

In the cave, several children were huddled together, trembling, and hearing the footsteps one by one, they were like frightened birds.

In front of them stood several teenagers covered in blood, and their eyes that should have been immature were already full of exhaustion and vicissitudes at this time.

Their faces were like ghost wings, there were already traces of black meridians, their eyes were sharp like sharp blades, and the hands holding the weapons were pinched until the joints were blue and even protruding, but they didn't seem to feel it.

Because they still have a mission, to protect the last children of the ghost clan, obviously they are still children.

When they arrived, they saw the sight, and the boys were like taut bows, ready to shoot their bodies as arrows.

When they found out that the person at the front was Ghost Wing, they didn't even let go of that breath.

Ghost Wing gestured twice in the air, and before they could look, Lu Wan and they had already arrived. And the moment the devil took off his hat, the teenagers softened as if they had been drained of their strength.

"Patriarch!" The young man at the head opened his mouth slightly and gasped, and at this moment his grievances seemed to be put to the maximum.

"It's the patriarch! The patriarch is still alive, and the patriarch has come to save us!" The children raised their heads when they heard this, and when they saw the ghosts, they rushed over like swallows.

When he rushed towards them, the oni knelt directly on the ground and hugged them into his arms.

Lu Wan on the side looked at this scene, her eyes couldn't help but be sour, and a touch of red spread to the ends of her eyes, cold as she had a little more palpitating anger.

"Patriarch! You're finally back and they say... They said you ......" The young man who was the leader just now pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were completely red, and he couldn't help but tremble when he spoke, as if he was trying to suppress the powerful sadness in his body.

The ghost clan has a Jingwei with only more than ten people, which is called the ghost guard. And these few survivors are all ghost guards, this young man is called Ghost Knife, and he is the one with the best martial arts and the fastest knife.

Ghost Wing is also among them, but he is the best at light skills, and his hidden aura is also extremely powerful, just like an eagle.

Even if he inadvertently leaked his breath and was discovered by others, like he was discovered by Li Yuan today, he could disappear without a trace in an instant.

The ghost slowly raised his head, his eyes carrying a fierce killing intent.

"Who did that?" Every word seems to be squeezed out between the teeth.

"They were all dressed in black night clothes, and they rushed into the stockade and killed people, and then they burned the stockade with a fire. They didn't show their faces, but I shaved this from a dead man."...

The ghost knife raised his hand and exposed the thing in his hand, which was a piece of human skin with a special seal tattooed on it. The young man's voice was dyed with a thick killing intent, and his red eyes were full of monstrous hatred

And seeing that pattern, the ghost's pupils suddenly tightened, even if he had already guessed who the murderer was, but when he really saw it, he couldn't help but surge with anger.

The tattoo on that piece of human skin was a tattoo exclusive to the Fu clan, so the identity of these people in black was self-evident.

At this moment, the little girl who was hugged by the ghost on her chest raised her head, and a pair of clear and immature eyes looked straight at the ghost.

"Brother Patriarch, when those bad guys came, Abba asked us to follow Brother Ghost Knife to hide in the secret passage, is he dead?"