"I seem to have heard you talk about Miaojiazhai just now? Is it Miaojiazhai near Earthfang Mountain? Yuan Ming realized that he was out of shape, and hurriedly restrained his emotions and asked.

"You heard it wrong, it's Miaohua Village at the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, and Haku is where we reported the news of the savages." A big man said with a smile.

"Oh, that's because I misheard." Yuan Ming smiled and nodded.

He seems to be calm on the surface, but in his heart he has already turned the river and the sea, and the one they are going to slaughter is actually Hagon's hometown.

"You stay here and guard, I'll go out for a walk." Yuan Ming got up and said hello, and left by himself.

After leaving the sight of those people, Yuan Ming immediately used his Divine Soul Skill to travel far away, and three black ravens transformed by Divine Soul quietly flew out of thin air from the center of his eyebrows, flying away in different directions.

Right now, Yuan Ming didn't care about worrying about the loss of his soul, he just wanted to find the traces of Hu Zha and the others leaving immediately.

Three ravens fly low in the sky, shuttling between the mountains and forests.

In a short time, one of the ravens found a group of stray footprints in a mountain forest, three of which were large and deep, and only one pair was small and shallow.

This is exactly in line with the characteristics of the three beast slave hall men with that thin man.

Yuan Ming rushed in that direction while summoning back the three soul crows.

Fortunately, during the time when he was a furry beast slave, he accumulated a lot of skills in tracking and searching for fierce beasts, and soon followed the trail of Huzha and his party and chased them all the way.

After about half an hour's journey, he finally saw in the distance a village with a large number of wooden balustrades in the col under a blue peak.

They were seven or eight miles apart, but there was already a terrible wail.

Huza: They have already started to kill.

Yuan Ming's heart tightened, and he hurriedly put on the white ape skin, jumped up with a run-up, and rushed over there in a beastly posture, regardless of it.

If it was just an ordinary southern Xinjiang person, Yuan Ming could still use Mingzhe to protect his life, and he would force himself not to come out when he returned home, but when it came to Hagong's family, he couldn't take care of this.

The boy promised to see his daughter for Hagon, so naturally he couldn't just take a look, let alone know that she was worried about her life, and he couldn't save him if he died.

With the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, Yuan Ming rushed all the way to the entrance of the village, and saw a corpse from a distance, which was hanging on an old tree outside the village through his chest.

Yuan Ming stopped, took off the white ape skin, took a closer look, and found that the corpse was Haku.

His eyes were wide open, and his expression was distorted, frozen with fear, remorse and unwillingness, but it was too late.

Yuan Ming didn't have any sympathy for him, and immediately rushed to the village.

Houses along the road have begun to catch fire, and there are mutilated, charred corpses everywhere.

"Jingle Bell"

Suddenly, a bell rang.

Yuan Ming turned his head sharply and ran wildly towards the place where the sound came from.

In a corner of the village, under a tall kapok tree.

Flames had already burned on the dilapidated thatched hut, and billowing black smoke rose like a demon dragon into the sky.

A woman in a blue coarse cloth robe, cowered under a tree, holding a girl of six or seven years old in her arms, trembling all over.

The woman's head was wrapped in a black cloth bag, and her skin was black and red, which was not very good-looking, but her facial features were quite delicate, and her dark eyes were all occupied by fear.

She hugged the child in her arms and pressed her head against her chest, not letting her look out.

No more than a dozen paces away from them, the bodies of seven or eight men and women were piled up, blood flowing all over the ground.

Huzha, who was half naked, was shaking the silver-white bell in his hand.

In the sound of "jingle bell", one by one the remnant souls were included in it.

There was no expression on his face, and there was no fluctuation in his heart, and after doing such things too much, he felt that those who died were no different from snakes, insects, rats and ants by the roadside.

Huza nodded to the man beside him, motioning for him to bring the mother and daughter under the tree together.

After this trip here, I didn't find a few woolly beast slave embryos with stronger soul power, but fortunately, the number of souls to be collected was finally enough.

As long as this task is completed well, the rest is not a big problem.

The man strode forward, with a scimitar in his hand, and came under the tree, and without saying a word, raised his knife and slashed.

He went down with a knife and sent the mother and daughter to see the king of Hades together.

Just as the cold light on its scimitar lit up, and the blade was about to fall, an urgent cry came: "Don't ......"

The big man was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head together with Hu Zha, who was also puzzled, and saw Yuan Ming running quickly towards this side.

"Senior Brother Yuan, what are you doing here?" Huza asked curiously.

"Don't kill them yet, I have something to ask." At the same time as Yuan Ming shouted, he had already come to Hu Zha's side.

Huza was strange and asked, "What is there to ...... with these guys?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Ming's hand reaching out to his shoulder, and a cold light suddenly lit up.

Immediately after, a bronze long sword suddenly appeared.

Hu Za thought that Yuan Ming was going to pat him on the shoulder, so he didn't have any defense.

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late, and the cold light of the herring sword swept across his neck.

He only felt a chill in his throat, and his whole head was already flying.

The large handful of blood gushed out like a spring of water, and then turned into a rain of blood and sprinkled down.

"What did you do?" Not far away, the man with a scar on his face suddenly screamed.

Before he could finish speaking, he had fled in a hurry.

Yuan Ming had already performed a shadowless step, and his figure came behind him in a flash, and kicked him in the back, kicking him out and falling to the ground.

He stepped forward and stomped heavily on the scarred man's back.

The man with the scar only felt a bitter throat, as if the bile had been stepped on, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't, don't kill me......"

"And what about the other person?" Yuan Ming asked sharply.

He ...... He couldn't hold it back, found two women, and went happily. The scarred man replied hurriedly.

"Where?" Yuan Ming asked.

The man with the scar raised a hand and pointed to the other side of the stockade in the distance.

"Let me ask you, what are the souls that you took away after killing people in the Beast Slave Hall?" Yuan Ming continued to ask.

"Both...... It's all handed over to the sect. The scar man said hurriedly.

"Don't be sloppy, I'm asking what the sect is used for?" Yuan Ming shouted.

"This ...... I don't know, every time Captain Huzha personally handed it in, and we just went out to work, and we couldn't care about the rest of the matter. The scar man said bitterly.

When Yuan Ming heard this, the long sword in his hand stabbed downward, directly piercing the heart of the man with the scar.

Then, he lifted his sword and flicked it away, shaking off the soaked blood.

Yuan Ming glanced at the stockade in the distance, and then at Hu Zha's corpse, and after a little hesitation, he still came to Hu Zha's corpse first.

The mother and daughter who were cowering under the kapok tree were already frightened when they saw Yuan Ming coming over with a sword, and they couldn't help crying at this moment.

Yuan Ming immediately put away his long sword, pressed his hand at them, and motioned for them to be quiet.

Seeing this, the woman with a somewhat vicissitudes on her face could only suppress her fear, and at the same time covered the mouth of the daughter in her arms.

Yuan Ming came to Huzha's head, grabbed the braid on the top of his head, and picked it up.

Then, his gaze froze, a black light lit up at the center of his eyebrows, and a raven's head poked out of it, pecking lightly at the void in front of him.

Then, with a tug of his head, an invisible thread was pulled out of Huza's eyebrows.

A gray vague figure pulled out of it, floating in the void, swaying like rootless duckweed, looking at the outline, it was Hu Zha.

After this soul was dragged out, as soon as the surrounding mountain wind blew, it immediately trembled like a shiver, and the gray mist on its body seemed to be blown away, and the figure quickly became thin.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming immediately activated his divine soul ability and fed his soul.

I saw that the raven at the center of his eyebrows blurred for a while, turning into a black vortex, and a twisting attraction came from it, dragging Huza's remnant soul into a black mist and flowing into it.

Immediately after, the black mist vanished.

In the sea of Yuan Mingzhi, a cloud of black mist appeared out of thin air, and then condensed into a figure with a blurred face.

His mind moved, and the power of the divine soul in the sea of consciousness divided into three black ravens, and pounced towards the vague figure, tearing and devouring it in three or two clicks, and eating it all away.

As Hu Zha's remnant soul was devoured, some intermittent memory fragments began to appear in Yuan Ming's sea of consciousness.

In the chaos, Yuan Ming's mind merged with Hu Zha's body, as if it had become one, but his mind could not control that body, but only watched the movements of the body from Hu Zha's perspective.

In one clip, Huza slashes off the heads of one wild man after another with a scimitar in the shadows, shaking the silver bells and snatching their souls.

In another clip, Huzha and the disciples of the Beast Slave Hall are holding a large bowl in their hands, drinking happily, holding a red-striped girl with smooth skin in their arms, laughing wantonly.

Yuan Ming cleared the fog and wanted to find the memories he was seeking.

Suddenly, he felt his mind tugged at something, and he rushed out and crashed into a shard.

Then he saw a familiar figure appear in his memory, Elder Saren.

He is the presiding elder of this beast slave hall.

"The souls collected this time will be sent to the Furnace Refining Hall by you and handed over to the Second Cave Master by hand, there must be no mistake." In a large hall, Elder Saren stood with his hands in his hands and gave him orders.

"Yes." After answering the law, Huza turned and left.

Yuan Ming's mind followed Hu Zha's body and walked towards the peak where the Fire Refining Hall was located.

Along the way, he held Elder Saren's token, unimpeded, and came to the back mountain of the Furnace Hall very smoothly.

There is an independent courtyard standing there, similar to the bamboo forest courtyard of the three cave masters, but it is built more ornately, and there is a stone tablet outside the gate, which reads the word "Danlu".

Just as Yuan Ming's mind was about to follow Hu Zha into the courtyard, the memory fragments he saw in front of him immediately began to crumble piece by piece, and all the images flew away like snowflakes until they disappeared.

All the fragments of Huza's memories dissipated, and there was no longer a trace of it.

(End of chapter)