She hides in nothingness, and with the touch of a finger, she can take their lives.

The next moment, another Hu soldier died.

Again, another, the Hu soldiers died quietly, and the remaining few were so frightened that they didn't dare to stay at all, turned over their horses, and didn't care about the Han slaves who were tied up.

There's only one thought in their minds: run!

Run now!

As long as they run fast enough, the terrible demon can't catch up with them.

But they still died.

As they ran, they tumbled off their horses and fell to the ground, and some of them were trampled by their own horses, and their brains burst.

These Hu people soon died, and the Han refugees watched in horror, and they all knelt down and kowtowed to something in the void that I didn't know if it was a god or a ghost.

Then they cautiously walked towards the bearded men, stripped them of their clothes, and divided up all their belongings.

Of course, there were more than a few soldiers who came to plunder, and Bai Zhou quietly approached the other Hu soldiers.

The soldiers were only concerned with looting, and they had not yet noticed what was happening here, and the people of Liujiawu Fort all retreated into the fortress in horror, not daring to use their men against these murderous Hu soldiers.

And in front of Zhao Er's shack, the originally arrogant and domineering pavilion chief has had his head cut off, and Li Ergou has also had an arm cut off, bleeding all over the ground, and falling to the ground and wailing non-stop.

Zhao Er and his wife hugged their two children stubbornly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Hu soldier who was carrying the head of the pavilion, begging them to let them live.

But the Hu soldier walked towards them step by step with a hideous smile on his face, and he seemed to enjoy the horror on their faces, which was one of their forms of entertainment.

He thought to himself, I am going to kill the children in their arms first, so that they can suffer even more, and that painful look will please him and make him feel like a god, capable of manipulating the lives of others.

He came up to them and raised his butcher's knife at the two children, who were less than five years old.

At this moment, he seemed to sense something and looked up behind the couple.

There was a tattered straw mat there.

They had no bed, so they had to lie on the mats, but the mats were so tattered that they couldn't look like they.

There was a man lying on the straw mat, he had already noticed, but the man was motionless, as if he was seriously ill, which was normal, and it was common for homeless people to die of illness.

What is not normal is that the couple did not leave him.

But it didn't matter, he could kill that person with a single stab.

But the man, who was too sick to move, moved, and sat up, holding a branch in his hand.

The branch was not thick, only as thin as an ordinary person's little finger, but one end was sharpened.

He wanted to laugh a little, such a branch, still want to kill him?

He is a warrior of the clan, not even afraid of swords, guns, swords, halberds, is he afraid of a branch?

The sick man grabbed the branch and threw it at him.

He wanted to laugh even more.

But when the sharp branch pierced his throat, he couldn't laugh.

How much strength does it take to penetrate a twig through his throat?

He couldn't believe it, so he could only clutch his neck and retreat in panic, blood gushing madly from his fingers.

The couple was already scared silly.

The Hu soldier clutched his throat and withdrew from the house, and his fellow hunters, who were still plundering from all over the place, saw his misery and gathered together, their faces fierce to see who was hiding in the hut that seemed to be inhabited by animals.

Suddenly, a man rushed out of the room, he jumped out, jumped very high, and held a wooden stick in his hand, which was thicker than the previous branch, but the front part was sharpened very sharply, and the Hu soldier who walked in front was pierced through the head by the stick before he could react.

The man rolled over and kicked the Hu soldier, pulled out his stick, and pounced on the other Hu soldier.

The soldier was so angry that he raised his knife and slashed at the man.

But he couldn't slash it, and the man was so fast that he didn't even see him before the stick stabbed him in the throat.

Several other Hu soldiers rushed up, and they shouted to surround the man, who seemed to be exhausted after killing two people in a row, fell to the ground, took two steps back, and fell to the ground.

The Hu soldiers cautiously rushed forward with their knives in hand.

Director Yang thought he was dead.

He didn't expect that he would die in such a place.

After he was sucked into this world, he contracted the plague and became very sick.

At first, he could barely walk, but then he lost his strength a little bit, his consciousness was blurry, and he was awake for less than two hours a day, and his brain seemed to be full of mush.

He could feel that his life was passing by at a rapid pace.