When the lieutenant heard the words "murder pays for life", he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

He opened his leaky mouth and pleaded, "Lord, Lord Immortal, it was this kid who killed one of our brothers first, so that's why we want to kill him."

As he spoke, he pointed to Wu Jin, who was dying, and a few soldiers who had been cut down by him.

The smile on Wu Jun's face became even thicker, and he seemed to be very surprised and asked, "You said he made the first move?"

The lieutenant and the kneeling soldiers nodded busily, and the young man in green shirt in front of them made them feel a heartfelt fear.

It's like a beast in the woods that has encountered a natural enemy that naturally restrains them, and they can't raise their heads in fear just by facing each other.

Cui Yanwen on the ground had already struggled to get up, and he didn't look at the kneeling soldiers, so he hurriedly ran in front of Wu Jin.

Looking at the hideous and terrifying scars on the man's body, Cui Yanwen trembled his hands and wanted to check the injuries for Wu Jin.

But at the moment when his hand stretched out, the dying man grabbed Cui Yanwen's hand violently, and such a move really scared Cui Yanwen.

When he looked up, he saw Wu Jin staring at him deadly, his eyes full of pleading and hope.

Cui Yanwen thought that the other party wanted to live, and he was afraid that he would not save him, so he was just about to say comfort.

But he heard the men on the earth cry out, "Please, save my daughter."

The sound was intermittent and extremely weak, if it weren't for Cui Yanwen's close enough, I'm afraid that such a faint sound would have been muffled by the sound of rain.

"Daughter? Where is she?"

Wu Jin used his last strength and raised his arm with difficulty to point in the direction of the city gate.

"She was only three years old, and I left her at home, home, home in the tile ...... of the city wall on the broken street in the east of the city."

Wu Jin's voice became weaker and weaker, and the back was even more intermittent.

Even though Cui Yanwen had already leaned his ear on his lips, he still only roughly heard the two place names of Chengdong and Poluo Street.

After saying the last tile word, Wu Jin's clenched hand on the woodcutter gradually loosened, his pupils dilated rapidly, and his heart stopped beating.

Cui Yanwen sighed in his heart, he was still a step too late, and the father who wanted to save his daughter died tragically at the hands of this group of beasts.

He got up slowly and turned his head to look at Wu Jun behind him.

At this time, Wu Jun's eyes also looked at him.

The two looked at each other, and the smile on Wu Jun's face did not change, as if he didn't notice the anger on Cui Yanwen's face.

Just said lightly, "Is he dead?"

After Cui Yanwen heard these four words, his originally gloomy face suddenly turned red.

The veins on his forehead jumped, and his fists clicked.

"Why didn't you strike sooner! So he won't die, you know? He wanted to enter the city so desperately, just to save his young daughter!"

Wu Jun gradually restrained his smile, but he directly turned his gaze to the group of kneeling city guards again.

"Now that he is dead, is your brother's enmity settled?"

The lieutenant didn't look at Wu Jin's corpse, he didn't care about the life or death of chopping wood at all.

The only thing that matters now is how to escape at the hands of this young man with a strange temperament in front of him.

After all, no matter what kind of person you are, you have to live to have hope.

People are dying, to put it lightly, this time the capital is in turmoil, and the windfall they made has not had time to enjoy, so they are really unwilling to die like this.

Just as his eyes rolled, trying to say something flattering to get by.

Unexpectedly, the young man in the green shirt walked straight to them, and said something to himself.

"You have settled the accounts with the woodcutters, but the corpses and your accounts have not yet been settled."

The lieutenants and soldiers were suddenly frightened, but their bodies were like plasters.

Obviously, there is only one person on the other side, Ming

Ming's own weapons are at his feet.

But even the most courageous lieutenant did not have the courage to resist at this time.

Wu Jun came to stand in front of the captain, because the captain was kneeling, Wu Jun also bent down to look at him "on an equal footing".

The moment the lieutenant and Wu Jun looked at each other, they were shocked.

Immediately after that, his body began to tremble violently, and the scarlet in his eyes completely faded, gradually returning to its previous cloudy color.

Wu Jun slowly got up, stood in place and muttered to himself: "You say that it is natural for you to kill people to pay for your life, so who should settle the accounts for the hundreds of lives that died under your knife here?"

He looked up at the sky, the gloomy sky, the sun obscured by blood clouds.

Wu Jun inexplicably remembered what he had said to the cloth-clothed swordsman in the suburbs of Liuxian.

"This is my fate."

Yes, who can escape their fate?

These people are on their knees.

Oh no, they should be called butchers or brutes, and when they raise their butcher knives, they are doomed to die by the knife in the future.

Just like himself, Wu Jun's lives in his hands are definitely far greater than the group of people under his feet.

In other words, in fact, there is no essential difference between Wu Jun and them.

Even, I'm afraid that even the demon lord who created this blood rain may not be able to escape such a fate.

But what is the reason for this?

Who made them turn from humans to beasts, to butchers of their own kind?

Didn't the Confucian sages say that human nature is inherently good? Didn't you say that you want to educate the common people?

But why is such a tragedy happening all the time in this vast human world?

Why do people like Wu Jun have to face killing when they are born, and why do the captains and soldiers kneeling on the ground raise their butcher knives to the old and weak women and children without hesitation.

Is it true that only two words of desire can explain it?

Wu Jun shook his head violently, put his palm on his forehead, and laughed at himself, "Since those two drops of true blood separated from my body, I seem to have really changed?"

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of him, and a dagger shining with cold light appeared in the hand of the captain kneeling underground.

stabbed down on Wu Jun's heart with lightning speed, and the hideous face of the captain appeared in front of Wu Jun's eyes, accompanied by the scene of the soldiers behind him picking up spears and steel knives and pounced on him.

Cui Yanwen in the distance shouted and rushed towards Wu Jun: "Be careful, retreat!"

Wu Jun laughed loudly, and the laughter turned into a sound wave that directly shook the daggers that were close at hand, as well as the soldiers who rushed over and stopped in mid-air.

Not only that, the moment when the people who wanted to take advantage of Wu Jun's distraction to assassinate him landed, the young man in green shirt raised his hand and slapped it towards them.

The bloody palms pressed down on their heads, and they didn't even have time to let out a scream, and everyone's bodies were torn apart in an instant, turning into puddles of flesh and mud.

Wu Jun's laughter became more and more unbridled, overshadowing the bloody rain in the sky and the earth-shattering fighting in the city.