The source of the smell of blood was a small village near Yuntian Sect, which was supposed to be a moment of curling smoke, but none of them rose, and by the time Bai Rao and them reached the outskirts of the village, they had lost their popularity.

As far as the eye can see, there is only red, the roads are littered with farm tools, the low houses are uncluttered, and the walls are stained with the blood of the villagers who were killed.

The village was so silent that it became clear and heavy with a slight step, and an eerie atmosphere enveloped the entire village.

Every time she took a breath, all she got was disgusting rust-like blood, and in such an environment, Bai Rao's heart was so upset that she was about to suffocate.

"This is the work of the Demon Cultivator!"

Fang Xiuran walked to the wall and wiped a little blood with his fingertips, the blood was still fresh, and it was mixed with the breath of demon cultivation, obviously this village had just experienced the massacre of demon cultivation.

The demon cultivators became more and more arrogant, and in broad daylight, they ran to the foot of the Yuntian Sect Mountain to commit murder, not taking them as decent monks in their eyes.

Bai Rao's lips trembled slightly, he wanted to say something several times, but he wanted to speak and stopped several times, and finally only spit out one sentence: "Is there no living person?" ”

Bai Rao has lived in the 21st century in the first half of his life, and has never seen such a murderous scene.

The bright red blood, the strong fishy smell, and the silent village constantly hit Bai Rao's five senses, hitting his heart directly, and finally he couldn't help it, squatting aside and vomiting.

Spit and spit, a yin wind blew, and a head with messy hair blew to Bai Rao's feet, the head stared at the eyes, opened its mouth wide, and its eyes were endless horror and fear.

It seems that the blood has been drained, and not a single drop of blood can be lost from the truncated area......

Looking at the size, it is about a five or six-year-old child, her beautiful life has not yet begun, she has stayed here permanently, and her face is more and more familiar, as if she is shrinking.

Bai Rao's blood coagulated all of a sudden, his little face suddenly became extremely white, without a trace of blood, and the hand that patted his chest stopped stiffly.

Bai Rao, who was bored in his heart and finally stopped, couldn't help but vomit again.

All these scenes are announcing, forcing Bai Rao to accept the reality, this is no longer the legal system she is familiar with, and the only bit of luck left after wearing the book has disappeared.

Only being strong enough is king!

"Senior sister, are you okay?"

Fang Xiuran saw that Bai Rao suddenly didn't move, walked over to see what was wrong, and also saw the child, and was stunned, "If you can't stand it, you can leave first." ”

He often goes down to the mortal realm to practice, and he has also encountered this scene, and he has long been used to it, and the junior sister is afraid that it is the first time to see it, and it is normal to not be able to stand it.

"Nope! Let's go together, let's go now! ”

Bai Rao sorted out his emotions, his eyes were unusually firm, and he grabbed Fang Xiuran's hand and was about to leave this quiet village.

At first, I was just worried that ordinary people would encounter accidents, so I wanted to come over to investigate with the smell of blood, but it was not an ordinary accident in front of me.

This is obviously a premeditated provocation, this village is not big, it is not small, it is impossible for only one or two low-level demon cultivators to make a move.

Bai Rao was worried that if he stayed longer, neither of them would be able to leave!

Fang Xiuran had just stepped into the first layer of foundation building, and it wasn't too powerful, if there were too many demon cultivators, it would also be a long battle; If the strength of the demon cultivator is higher, it will be a hard battle, and both of them will die if it is serious, Bai Rao does not want to gamble and does not want to bet on this possibility.

"Okay."

Fang Xiuran originally planned to take a closer look at the depths of the village, but when he saw that Bai Rao was determined to leave here, he didn't shirk it, stopped his progress, helped Bai Rao well, and asked Yujian to leave.

However, before they could leave, two voices were heard not far away......

"Tsk, the quality of this village is really poor, all of them are old people, and there are few children."

"Hehe, don't look at where this is, this is the foot of Yuntian Sect, the children with a little spiritual root have all gone to Yuntian Sect, but it's not just the old guy left."

"Yes, but fortunately there is that lord here, otherwise, how dare we harvest fresh blood so easily under the noses of those hateful so-called cultivators."

"Hehe, yes, it's good that there are new adults here, otherwise how would we have this ambition!"

"Haha, come over and catch the two who ran away, and we can go back before the Cloud Heavenly Sect notices."

"This! It's so arrogant, it's just lawless! Fang Xiuran was furious, and immediately wanted to rush over and repair those two demon cultivators fiercely.

"Shh Bai Rao stopped Fang Xiuran above, pulled him through the window and quietly entered a house next to him, "Don't act rashly, you also heard it, it's not just them." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a "clang" sound from behind, as if something had fallen.

There was only a bed, a round table, and a huge wardrobe at the back, and the only thing that could hide people was the closet.

Bai Rao glanced at Fang Xiuran, and was about to walk over to check, Fang Xiuran sensed Bai Rao's thoughts, stepped forward quickly, protected Bai Rao behind him, pulled out the scabbard, pinched the hilt of the sword, and slowly approached.

When she opened the wardrobe suddenly, it was an ordinary middle-aged woman.

But Bai Rao and Fang Xiuran still didn't feel relieved, just because there was a mark on the woman's neck that was obviously cut by a sharp weapon, and blood flowed.

The woman shivered and hid in the closet as if she were not feeling the pain. The wardrobe was suddenly opened, and she saw Fang Xiuran and Bai Rao staring at her in surprise, she suddenly looked at Fang Xiuran in horror, and her body struggled violently in an instant.

Fang Cai's voice was the frightened tremor of the women as they entered, and the wardrobe shook with it, knocking the bowl on the round table.

"You—" Bai Rao stopped talking, unable to think of what to ask.

"Heh... Uh-huh—" The woman's breath was staccato and incomplete, and it took a moment for her to suddenly get a voice like a fierce cry.

Fang Xiuran quickly covered the woman's mouth and nose, the woman couldn't make a sound, her eyes widened, and her hands and feet struggled very fiercely.

In order to prevent her from introducing those two demon cultivators, Bai Rao also joined the press to block it, and pressed the woman's hands and feet to death.

"Don't be afraid, we are disciples of the Yuntian Sect, and we found an abnormality after passing through here, and came down to check."

The liquid flowing from the woman's neck stained the placket red, and under her fierce struggle, she also brought the liquid to Bai Rao and Fang Xiuran's placket.

"Mmmmmm

Hearing that it was a disciple of the Yuntian Sect, the woman settled down and slapped Fang Xiuran's hand covering her mouth and nose, signaling him to let go, as if she had something to say.

Fang Xiuran couldn't make up his mind, glanced at Bai Rao, and asked Bai Rao's opinion.

Bai Rao nodded slightly, indicating that he could let go, and Fang Xiuran let go of his hand.

"Whew, whew, whew......" the woman gulped in the fresh air.

After his emotions stabilized, his blood-red and dirty hand happily held Bai Rao, "Are you a disciple of the Cloud Heaven Sect?" Do you know a girl named Wang Diandian? ”

"She is my daughter, can you help me tell her that my uncle and I, my father and sister, are all fine, and we are going to move to my uncle in the capital, let her cultivate hard, don't worry about us."

The woman was in a hurry, for fear that she would be one step slower, and she would not be able to finish speaking, her breathing became short, and the strength of her hand holding Bai Rao became stronger and stronger.

"Don't worry, what's going on here? We'll definitely bring your words. Bai Rao shook the woman back, trying to calm the woman's agitation.

"Don't worry, no, I've been... I've ...... I'm already going to... He's dead...... Wrong! ”