Chapter 64: After the Killing

Looking at the fifty-one soldiers, Chu Fan sighed in his heart, sighing silently, everything was led by him, and it was he who created all this, resulting in thousands of soldiers, after the First World War, only fifty-one people remained.

However, if he had to do it all over again, he would still choose to do so, and he would let them prove that they were not traitors by killing.

"If you are willing, go to Chu Yun and ask him to arrange for you to wait in Chu Mansion to rest, and you don't need to participate in the next thing." Looking around at the fifty-one soldiers, Chu Fan said lightly, they were crazy at the moment, and they seemed to be excited, and more of them were sad.

Hearing this, the fifty-one soldiers gradually quieted down, did not reply, and stared at Chu Fan quietly, their eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

Walking out, Chu Fan didn't continue to say more, and there was no need to say more, how to choose was a matter of fifty-one soldiers, and he couldn't interfere.

"Perhaps, that's the only thing I can do for you right now." Sighing lightly in his heart, Chu Fan's figure disappeared into the night wind, disappeared into the hearts of blood-stained people, and gradually disappeared in the eyes of fifty-one soldiers.

Walking on the street, my eyes swept around indifferently, and I saw pieces of ruins, many restaurants and houses, most of which were reduced to rubble at the moment.

The killing of tens of thousands of people, with the passage of time, gradually spread to all corners of Nebula City, and it is difficult to be spared, except for a few streets, which are still intact now, but only a few.

"Iniquity, iniquity."

An old man, with blood-stained hair, his clothes in tatters, the years leaving marks on his face, wrinkles undulating like mountains.

He was supposed to be the age of a full house of children and grandchildren, and he should have enjoyed a happy old age, but he sat on the ground, old tears, and lay four corpses in front of him, two of which were now in a different appearance, and were struck when the house collapsed.

Of the four bodies, two were two children aged five or six, a man and a woman, and two were middle-aged, a man and a woman.

The middle-aged man, obviously the son and daughter-in-law of the old man, and the child, his grandson and granddaughter, completely changed the trajectory of his life because of this sudden killing, sad old age, sad old age.

"Alas!"

Seeing this scene, Chu Fan also felt bitter in his heart, and let out a bitter sigh against the night wind, expressing the sorrow in his heart.

Everything has happened, and it is not for him to change it, nor for him to stop it.

Walking past the old man quietly, Chu Fan vaguely heard the old man choking: "Why, why, God, the old man has never done anything bad in his life, why are you so evil, why are you so ......?"

Burst!

As soon as the words fell, the old man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was so bright red and dazzling, and his body slowly fell forward, holding the two dead children in both hands, his body pressed against the two middle-aged corpses with blurred flesh and blood, closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

After a pause, Chu Fan felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, squatted down, probed the old man's snort, took a deep breath, and said, "I hope that your family can meet again in the next life." ”

In grief, the old man died of exhaustion, and in resentment, the old man closed his old eyes.

Getting up and sighing lightly, Chu Fan continued to walk forward, he wanted to see, see with his own eyes, what exactly was brought because of this killing, and how many families were persecuted because of this killing.

As he walked farther and farther, scenes of shocking his heart came into his eyes, and a cry of resentment came into his ears.

"Mother, woo, mother, don't go, don't leave Yan'er."

A cry full of despair reached Chu Fan's ears, and he stepped forward quickly, only to see an eleven or twelve-year-old girl kneeling on the ground, and a woman was lying in her arms.

The woman was stained with blood, and there was a deep wound on her chest, cut by something sharp.

"Let me see." Squatting down, Chu Fan hurriedly checked the woman's injuries, took a deep breath, and shook his head helplessly.

"Brother, please, please save my mother, please." The little girl raised her head and stared at Chu Fan with pleading eyes, two lines of crystal tears sliding down her dirt-covered cheeks.

"I hurt my heart, and I have no way to return to the sky." Shaking his head helplessly, Ren Chufan has strong combat power and profound cultivation, and in the eyes of mortals, he is a god-like figure, and he can't save the woman at this moment.

The wound on the woman's chest, which had broken her heart, contained a sharp piece of wood, which had not been removed, and was inserted into her beating heart.

"Please, for ...... Take care of Yan'er for me, please. The woman seemed to hear Chu Fan's voice, her eyes opened with difficulty, her eyes were dilated, she was about to die, but in desperation, she entrusted her daughter to a stranger.

Isn't this a kind of sadness, isn't it a heart-wrenching thing, a mother's heart, how much can the world understand.

"Please." The woman suddenly rose to her feet and grabbed Chu Fan's hand, her eyes full of pleading.

The dying person, Chu Fan really didn't know where she got the strength to get up.

Glancing at the little girl and then at the woman, Chu Fan nodded lightly, perhaps because of the pity in her heart, prompting her to agree to a mother's request.

The word mother was far away from him, but it was so close.

The woman's body fell, her eyes slowly closed, and a smile drew on the corners of her mouth, and although she died, she was happy in her heart, because her daughter had a safe place, and she could go away in peace.

......The little girl hugged the woman's body tightly and cried loudly, and the cry spread all around, sandwiched by the wind, giving people sadness and inexplicable pain in her heart.

"Come with me, someone will take care of this." picked up the heartbroken little girl, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free from Chu Fan's embrace.

"No, I want my mother to come back to life, big brother, please, please, save my mother......" Chu Fan gently rubbed the little girl's hair, and a spiritual power entered her body, causing her to fall asleep in grief.

"Sleep, wake up and it's all over." Holding the little girl, Chu Fan walked into the distance and walked in the direction of Chu Mansion.

"Yan'er, a nice name."

In the wind, Chu Fan's helpless sigh was heard, and his back was drowned out by the night.

Back in the Chu Mansion and came to his own courtyard, Chu Fan put the little girl on the bed, and called a maid to take care of the little girl, he walked out of the courtyard and walked towards the Yanwu platform.

At this moment, the entire sky above Nebula City was covered with a strong smell of blood, and there was also an aura called resentment, which was invisible to ordinary people.

"Tsk, what a strong grievance, such a powerful grievance, good, very good." A cold laugh rang out softly, but it didn't spread.

A child-like man with a skeleton-like body appeared in the sky above Nebula City, opened his mouth and inhaled, greedily inhaling invisible resentment, his white hair fluttering, his body gradually filled with resentment, and a sense of evil arose.

This person is the Blood Emperor who once appeared in the Xu Mansion, and he is also the person who ate the father and son of the Gong family, and he is also the person who devours the Demon Sect.