Liuhe Base City. At the city gates. Hanging high under the city walls were corpses. There are men, women and children.

Among them were some students in school uniforms. Young and in the prime of life. but was brutally killed here.

The sun and moon are blowing, and the corpses have begun to dry up and decay. Xie Renyu was pierced through his body by barbs and hung in the middle of the corpses.

There are no arms and legs, and his hair is disheveled. He was sometimes unconscious, sometimes conscious. When you are awake, you will look at the entire Liuhe base city.

This small city of Biansai, where he has only lived for two years, occupies only one-fifteenth of his life.

But he gave everything for it. Including the lives that are about to die. Below. It was a huge concentration camp.

More than 100,000 Liuhe people were forcibly driven away by the rebels and gathered here. They are kept in captivity like livestock.

Every day, there are white slave trading teams to select, and many young and strong people are forcibly taken away, and they do not know where the trafficking goes.

Every now and then, the cries rang out and went straight into the sky. The wife is separated. Families are ruined. This scene is constantly played.

The slightest resistance was ushered in by the merciless beatings of the rebels. Some old people knelt on the ground and begged to spare their sons or daughters, but they were beaten with iron rods and their heads were bleeding and died on the spot.

People also see it. The rebels don't treat people like people at all, they treat them like animals. Xie Renyu's eyes wept blood.

Why did such a catastrophe befall the Great Xia Shenzhou and the people of Liuhe? Is the earth still inevitably bloodthirsty after all?

Humanity collapses. Rise of the Devil. Life can't slay these flurry demons. Death cannot see the way of heaven, and the people are happy.

But I'm going to die. I'm really unwilling. Tick tock. A drop of blood and tears fell to the ground. Below is the wailing and crying of the people of Liuhe.

Xie Renyu forgot about the pain, ignored life and death, and only felt that anger filled his chest, and it was difficult to express it.

He remembered the man. The boy who once changed the city of Liuhe. The five great families were in ashes under his sword.

The ghost of the ghost vanished under his sword. The elite collapsed. Wickedness retreats. The boy's blood boiled in the sky of the willow river.

As a member of the Dragon Group, Xie Renyu also learned about Li Xiaofei's deeds in Xia Jingcheng and Haijing City.

It's a pity. The young man who was so shocked by the dragon chanted died in Haijing City. Died by his own sword.

Xie Renyu once suspected that it was the Dragon Group that changed direction to protect this shocking genius boy and preserve the spark of the peak of martial arts for Great Xia.

But until now, the boy has not appeared again. Could it be that he has really died? If Li Xiaofei was still in Liuhe, it would not have caused the people of Liuhe to suffer such difficulties.

Countless chaotic thoughts flashed scattered in Xie Renyu's mind. His vision was blurred.

Vaguely, a man was seen standing on top of the city walls, looking down on the city. A burly and tall body.

Short black hair. The silhouette of the body is so familiar. Oh. He's coming. When I was dying, Li Xiaofei, who had already returned to the underworld, came to pick me up?

Xie Renyu sighed in his heart. But soon, he felt that something was wrong. The figure didn't seem illusory. The autumn wind blows.

Fluttering clothes. Reality?! Xie Renyu's consciousness suddenly sobered up a little. He brace his spirits and try to look at the past.

But in the next moment, the figure was already in the forefront. Familiar faces. Familiar eyes. More than two years have passed, and the hot-blooded teenager of the past has receded from the youthfulness between his eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose, and has gained a little more vicissitudes and maturity.

"How did you do this?" The young man in front of him spoke. Familiar tone. I can feel the slight heat that comes to my face when I breathe as I speak.

Xie Renyu opened his mouth and let out a whimper. His tongue had been cut off. The young man gently stroked his head and said, "Needless to say, I'm here, I'm sorry, I'm late......" Xie Renyu's body trembled violently.

The wound is broken. Blood burst out.

"Don't worry, I'll leave everything to me." Li Xiaofei pressed one hand on Xie Renyu's body, and the flame power of the Rolling Sword and Sword Twin Saints was injected into his body, helping his heart and vitality, and the cold force temporarily blocked his wounds.

Laugh at. Cut off the hook. Li Xiaofei carried him behind his back.

"This time, we're fighting side by side." He said. Xie Renyu only felt that the severe pain in his body receded, his life qi and blood recovered quickly, and his brain suddenly became clear.

At this time, the guards below were also alarmed.

"Who?" A rebel general shouted: "Dare to save the criminal, take it for me." "Whoosh.

The six rebel masters of the Tuomai Realm swept up in the air, and the long knives in their hands broke through the air. Li Xiaofei's eyes were cold.

Sword intent bursts out. Between the lightning and the stone and fire, the six masters of the Extension Pulse Realm turned into blood clots in the sky and fell in the air.

"What?" The rebel generals were taken aback. The strength of the visitors is terrifying. In an instant, a piercing siren sounded.

Li Xiaofei's heart moved. The rusty sword burst out of the air. Snort. Wherever the crimson streamer passed, the rebel warriors fell like mowing grass.

Especially inside and outside the concentration camp, many rebel warriors felt that the darkness was attacking in front of them before they could react, and their consciousness was swallowed up by the endless abyss.

"Is there anything else you can fight?" Li Xiaofei carried Xie Renyu on his back and levitated over the concentration camp. The rusty sword flickered through the air.

They destroyed the power magnetic field devices used to suppress the internal qi of the warriors in various parts of the camp, and destroyed all the weapons around them, such as machine guns, automatic powered firearms, and self-destruction and killing devices.

The Liuhe people in the concentration camp watched the whole scene. These five days of hellish torture and pain have long since broken them.

Li Xiaofei was suspended in the air, looked at the people below, and said loudly: "Protect the old and young, women and children, and go with me to take revenge." "Inside the concentration camp, numb faces were raised.

They all looked at Li Xiaofei blankly, with no excitement or joy in their eyes. It's all at a loss.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm back."

"It's me."

"I'm Li Xiaofei." Li Xiaofei spoke again. I'm Li Xiaofei! The last five words, like a thunderbolt, exploded on the numb and painless hearts of countless Liuhe people, reactivating the already dead hearts.

Li Xiaofei! The legend of the base city of Willow River. Eternal light in the minds of Liuhe people.

"It's President Lee."

"Alliance leader, it's really Li League leader."

"It's really that baby." In the crowd, I don't know who shouted first. Immediately, the eyes of countless people showed light, and they shouted all kinds of names loudly.

The chaotic voices and hoarse shouts converged into an indistinguishable but full of the most simple and enthusiastic feelings of the Liuhe people.

Li Xiaofei! He's back. Once, Liuhe City encountered several major disasters, the star beasts besieged the city, and they couldn't wait for foreign aid, and they were about to break the city several times, but Li Xiaofei showed up to turn the tide.

Today, the son of the people of Liuhe. Heroes of the city of Willow River. He's finally back. All of a sudden, the confusion and numbness were swept away.

"And the president

"Revenge."

"Fight with those rebel scum." The flames of anger were ignited. The crowd of the concentration camp turned from the silent Dead Sea into an angry and roaring storm in an instant.

The accumulated hatred and anger are about to erupt in an instant, like a volcano that has accumulated strength for thousands of years.

"Fathers and fellow villagers." Li Xiaofei's voice was clear and warm, stirring in the sky, and said: "Protect the old people and children around you, don't let them be hurt again, and then follow me to find the rebel commander to take revenge, today, let them pay for their blood debts." "He flies in the sky.

The angry crowd rushed out of the camp, armed with all the weapons they could see, and followed in the direction of the central city office building.

Xie Qingzhi, the commander of the rebel army, now works there. Under the sword master, the rusty sword swept through the void. Along the way, anyone who is a rebel, whether it is an ordinary warrior, a colonized warrior, or a high-ranking general, can hardly resist the power of a sword.

Before the rebels could react, they turned into frozen corpses and fell into the dust. Distance. The head of the city's office.

Xie Qingzhi, who was participating in the video conference, vaguely heard the roaring sound from the distance like a spring tide.

He turned off the video. Get up and go to the window. Look out. I saw the raging crowd surging from a distance like a tsunami.

That's an ocean of vengeance.