Chapter 35 Chrysanthemums are like sunflowers

Guan Yijian tilted his head and looked at the aunt who was talking, the corners of his mouth tugged, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you want to kill, kill it, anyway, you will all die in a while, what are you doing with so much?" ”

As soon as his words came out, it immediately caused a commotion, the village was full of old and weak women and children, and there was not even half of the elite labor force, if these few people with swords in front of them launched a rush, these dozens of people in the village, I am afraid it is really not enough for them to kill.

"You butcher, are you really going to kill our entire village?" Guan Yijian's attitude of treating human life as a mustard calmed all the people in the village, only an old man trembled forward two steps on the support of a woman, raised his trembling hand, pointed at Guan Yijian and said: "We have no grudge against you, why do you want to kill us?" ”

Guan Yijian tilted his head to look at the old man, smiled and said, "No, it's just because you saw what we were doing." ”

As he spoke, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, but his hand flickered quickly, and a silver light swept towards the old man. The old man was stunned for a moment, only a scream could be heard in his ears, and then he felt a tearing pain from his chest to the top of his head, and then his eyes went black, and his consciousness was completely stripped from his body.

The old man was split in two by a sword from his chest to the top of his head, and because the wound was too large, the blood did not spurt out, but flowed down his body like a stream.

The women and children of the village screamed in terror at this terrible scene, and many of them dropped their sticks and hoes and turned around and ran towards their houses.

After all, the villagers are villagers, and they think that there will be no more danger if they run into their own house, but since Guan Yijian has made up his mind to kill, where will he easily let them go.

"Kill them all!" Guan Yijian took out a piece of linen cloth from his arms, and gently wiped the long sword that he had just snatched from Xiang Ye's hand and had just killed the old man, the body of the long sword reflected a silver light in the moonlight, and the light reflected on his smiling face, which made people feel very terrifying.

After receiving Guan Yijian's order, the three white-clothed swordsmen rushed towards the villagers, and the village was suddenly filled with the cries and howls of women and children, and a thick blood filled the entire village.

Xiang Ye and Meng Su listened to the miserable howls of women and children in their ears, smelled thick blood in their noses, and watched innocent villagers fall under the swordsman's sword in their eyes.

They were angry, they were angry. Xiang Ye's fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes stared at Guan Yijian as if they were about to shoot flames.

Guan Yijian found that Xiang Ye was glaring at him, the corners of his mouth tugged, he walked to Xiang Ye and bent down to look at Xiang Ye who was staring at him with wide eyes: "You are angry?" Do you know these stupid villagers? Oh, maybe you think you're kind and want to save them, but unfortunately, with me, you can only watch them get killed, hahahaha! ”

Guan Yijian let out a burst of insolent laughter, and at this time, Meng Su, who was sitting in a bunch, spat heavily at him: "Phew! Why is there such a shameless person as you in the world! These villagers have no grudge against you, anyway, Xiang Gongzi and I will die sooner or later, even if you sleep in the wilderness for a night, you have killed so many people just to have a place to sleep! Are you human? ”

Angry enough, Monsu unwittingly burst into foul language. But Guan Yijian didn't feel angry at all, he smiled at Meng Su nonchalantly, and said: "It doesn't matter if you two have a place to live or not, but I'm not used to sleeping in the open, it's not for you two to kill them, don't be mistaken!" ”

Meng Su glared at Guan Yijian angrily, her eyes were about to erupt flames, but she was very helpless, her body was heavily bound by hemp rope, even if she wanted to step forward and fight hard, she couldn't do it at all.

The screams of the villagers became more and more thin, and when the last scream stopped, the whole village fell silent, a silence filled with the smell of death. The air was filled with a thick smell of blood, and there were corpses of all sizes lying everywhere at the entrance of the village and in front of the house.

Xiang Ye and Meng Suyuan opened their eyes and looked at the dead bodies lying on the ground. Under Guan Yijian's instructions, the three white-clothed swordsmen slaughtered the entire village, not even sparing the infant children and the villagers' dogs.

Angry, angry flames burned in Xiang Ye's chest. He looked at Guan Yijian with hateful eyes, he really wished he could move freely, if he could still swing his arms freely, he would definitely choke Guan Yijian's neck and strangle him to death.

"Lock them up!" After all the villagers were killed, Guan Yijian smiled at the indignant Xiang Ye and Meng Su and said to the three white-clothed swordsmen: "Kill that half-dead guy for me, I don't want to bring a waste anywhere." Kill him, and even if anyone knows that we killed the whole village, we can tell them that it was the villagers who attacked us first, and they killed our people, which caused us to go on a killing spree! ”

"But...... He's our companion! Guan Yijian's order was not immediately executed, and a white-clothed swordsman looked at him with some confusion and raised the doubts in his heart.

Guan Yijian didn't answer him directly, but looked at him with a smile on his face, and didn't say a word for a long time.

His smile was very kind, but his kindness made the white-clothed swordsman who asked the question feel that a cold aura was enveloping him, and before Guan Yijian could speak, the white-clothed swordsman hurriedly said, "I know, I'll do it right away!" ”

After a while, the white-clothed swordsman ran back with a bloody human head, he raised the human head in his hand and flashed it towards Guan Yijian and said, "Brother Guan, I have killed him according to your orders." ”

"Hehe, you still know the times!" Guan Yijian nodded and smiled and said, "You give me a good look at them tonight, and the others will go to sleep with me!" ”

After hearing Guan Yijian's arrangement, the white-clothed swordsman who killed his companion hurriedly dropped his head and hugged his fist in response as if he was relieved. After hearing Guan Yijian's words, the other two swordsmen suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on their backs.

"Okay, I don't have time to guard these two swords tonight, so you can help me look at them too." Guan Yijian casually threw the sword he snatched from Xiang Ye and Meng Su to the white-clothed swordsman who killed his companions, and said to the other two swordsmen: "You guys go and rest with me first!" ”

When he walked towards a private house with a face full of spring on his shoulder, Xiang Ye saw that the faces of the two swordsmen were full of helplessness and entanglement.

He looked at the swordsman who was left behind with some puzzlement, only to see the swordsman let out a long breath, looking at Guan Yijian's back in a daze as if he had escaped a catastrophe.

"Hey!" Xiang Ye shouted at the swordsman who was left behind, and the swordsman was looking at Guan Yijian's back in a daze, startled by his shout, and quickly turned his head and glared at him fiercely.

"Does your boss have a dragon yang fetish?" Xiang Ye ignored the white-clothed swordsman who stared at him fiercely, and said with some playfulness: "I see that the two people who were taken away by him are subconsciously covering their farts. Eye, you seem to have blocked it with your hand, have you been cooled by him? ”

"It's your business!" The white-clothed swordsman spoke in a very fierce tone, but it confirmed Xiang Ye's thoughts, and before his words fell, Xiang Ye raised his head and laughed.

"What is the fetish of dragon yang?" Meng Su, who was sitting next to Xiang Ye, saw him laughing arrogantly, and didn't know what he was laughing at, so he put his mouth to his ear and whispered.

"Meng Gongzi, you're still a man, haha!" Xiang Ye still smiled very arrogantly, and said to Meng Su: "Longyang's fetish is that men do that kind of thing to men, of course, they can only go through the back door when they do that kind of thing, these guys' chrysanthemums must be more relaxed than sunflowers, haha!" ”

"Phew!" Although Meng Su is still a girl, she also vaguely knows some things about men and women, and when she heard Xiang Ye say this, her face immediately turned red with shame, and she spat at him and scolded: "Three indiscriminate, not serious!" ”

"Say I'll kill you again!" Although the white-clothed swordsman didn't know what "chrysanthemum" and "sunflower" represented, judging from Xiang Ye's arrogant expression, it must not be a good word, and he was immediately annoyed and angry, and pulled out half of the long sword that Guan Yijian threw at him and stared at Xiang Ye to threaten him.

"Kill if you want!" Xiang Ye pursed his lips nonchalantly, and said to him: "Anyway, if you kill me, you won't survive tomorrow morning, Guan Yijian's pervert will definitely kill you because of your disobedience, anyway, I will die sooner or later, and it's not bad to pull you on your back when you die!" ”

The white-clothed swordsman was choked by Xiang Ye's words and was speechless, his brows were twisted together, he glared at Xiang Ye fiercely, and after a while, he thrust the long sword into the sheath, took two steps forward, and raised his hand to punch Xiang Ye's face.

This punch was very heavy, and after a crisp "snap", Xiang Ye's head tilted to the side, and a wisp of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head, glanced at the white-clothed swordsman with some contempt but didn't speak again, he had already seen that the swordsman had left his anger, if he provoked him again, I was afraid that he would really be poisoned.

"Go into the room!" The white-clothed swordsman kicked Xiang Ye's body fiercely, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him up.

His height was a few points shorter than Xiang Ye, and when he carried Xiang Ye, he had to stand on tiptoe to make sure that he grasped Xiang Ye's collar, and his shape looked a little weird.

Xiang Ye was thrown into the room, and then Meng Su was also thrown in. It was very dark in the room, and Meng Su fell directly on Xiang Ye's body after being thrown up.

When Meng Su fell on Xiang Ye's body, Xiang Ye hurriedly turned his head in surprise to see who hit him. As soon as he turned his head, two hot and moist slices of flesh hit his lips.

This collision almost knocked out his tears, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and rub his mouth, but found that he was bound by the rope and couldn't move at all.