Chapter 52: The Massacre
With a sweep of his senses, there were more than a dozen women locked up in one of the spacious rooms, with beautiful faces, and they looked dressed up, but they were not all girls in this green building.
There are some coarse linen clothes, and there are even a few women dressed up in beautiful clothes, it seems that these are some good-looking women collected by the rebels in Lishui City, and it is likely that they will be tied back and given to the leader.
The screams came from another room, and Luo Xue saw that four or five strong men were raping a girl who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.
The girl was confined to a table in the middle of the room to be fiddled with, her body covered with men's bodily fluids was horrible to see, her eyes were blank and dead.
The entanglement of five or six white flowers was disgusting, and in the corner of the ground beside the table, there were two women, one without a wisp, her lower body was red, and she had no breath, thinking that she had been killed.
The other woman still had a belly pocket on her body, a conspicuous knife on her neck, and blood splattered all over the ground, and Luo Xue could be sure that she had just screamed.
This scene made Luo Xue's heart surge with anger, anger that only blood can extinguish! She clenched the long knife she had just snatched in her hand and kicked open the door of the room.
Before he could scream, the bodies of the five men fell to the ground, splashing Luo Xue's blood.
And the girl on the table, lying quietly on the table, didn't even roll her eyes, Luo Xue took a few steps forward and probed her snort, but she was no longer breathing.
I can't tell what it feels like, Luo Xue shook her hand and closed the girl's eyes, pulled out the sheets in the room next to her and covered the corpses of several women, and walked out of the Qinglou with a knife.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to kick open the door of the room where more than a dozen women were closed, from this moment on, Luo Xue no longer had any mercy, she was like a ghost crawling out of hell, with red eyes and a long knife, shuttling through all corners of Lishui City.
All the traitors who burned, killed and looted died under Luo Xue's knife this night, at first Luo Xue was still conscious, killing and killing, she almost forgot herself.
Only kill, kill, kill, and kill, and when she piled up the corpses of a traitor at the gates with red eyes, a horse surrounded her and blocked her at the gates.
The leader stepped out of a tall horse, and immediately sat a burly man with thick eyebrows, a full beard, and a five or six centimeter-long scar on the left cheek.
He was holding a beautiful woman in his arms, this woman must have been just grabbed by him, at this time it was the pear blossom with rain, struggling from time to time, very scared.
And the man didn't care about the struggle of the beauty in his arms, while firmly imprisoning her in his arms, he was very happy to get his hands on and off, and he could also make time to talk to Luo Xue
"I don't think the girl is like a person from Lishui City, who is so domineering and slaughters my dozens of brothers Di, but what is the saying?"
Unexpectedly, the woman in front of her pulled out her long knife without saying a word and rushed towards her, and the leader of the man surnamed Di scolded: "I don't know what to do, Mao girl! I want you to mix with me with fragrant and spicy drinks, but you are so ignorant! Brothers, go!"
He blocked Luo Xue's blow with a horizontal knife, and issued an order at the same time, as he gave an order, the surrounding rebels all raised their knives and surrounded them, at this time Luo Xue had already lost her mind, and her only instinct left was to kill.
I couldn't hear what these people were saying in my ears, Luo Xue just wanted to kill all these people who made her irritable, and not one of them would be left.
One person is difficult to defeat many hands, and now Luo Xue's thinking is chaotic, and even the spells are left behind, leaving only the primitive hand-to-hand combat instinct.
Inevitably, many wounds were cut on his body, blood oozed out, and the robe on his body had already been stained red with blood, and he couldn't tell which ones were his own and which were someone else's.
The rebels who had gone before fell, and a gang came up one after the other, and the gates were littered with corpses
"A bunch of useless waste, not even a woman can take it!" Di Ling scolded in hatred that iron is not steel
As soon as he finished speaking, a long knife flew out of the bandit group and thrust straight into his chest
"General Di be careful!" suddenly a junior brother shouted loudly. The speed of this long knife is amazing, and it is too late to say that it is fast, but this Di leader can be regarded as a timely reaction.
He quickly grabbed the beauty in his arms and blocked it, and the long knife suddenly sank into the woman's chest, especially penetrating the woman's body and then inserting it into Di Ling's right shoulder, but it was not inserted too deeply, and it did not hurt the vital point.
"Stinky girl!" Di Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, and threw the wide-eyed and tear-stained beauty in his arms off the horse, he pulled out the big knife at his waist, and drove the horse towards Luo Xue.
That's right, the long knife just now was thrown by Luo Xue, but because of this distraction, Luo Xue was stabbed in the lower abdomen.
Maybe it was the stimulation of the pain, or maybe it was the scene of Di leading the woman out to block the knife that stabbed Luo Xue, her eyes were full of violence, and she roared like a beast in the sky, letting out a weird scream.
Immediately afterwards, with Luo Xue as the center, a cyclone was formed, and her robe was blown away by the vigorous blow, and the surrounding rebels were suddenly blown away by the cyclone and flew out.
Even the horse under the leader of Di also followed the front hooves and raised his head to the sky, and the leader of Di was already stabbed, so he fell off the horse unsteadily.
And the gauze hat on Luo Xue's head was lifted with the strong wind, revealing a shocking face, but a pair of autumn-like eyes were bloodshot, but the pupils turned purple.
And two furry ears drilled out of the top of her head, and eleven tails grew behind her in an instant, this scene frightened everyone, I don't know who shouted "Youkai" first
Immediately after the screams one after another, the remaining rebels all turned around and ran, Di Ling got up from the ground, stabilized his body, and sneered
"I thought it was someone, it turned out to be a thing that is not a shemale or a demon," he said, waving his big knife and rushing towards Luo Xue again.
In the air full of the smell of blood, the man in front of her exuded a disgusting aura, Luo Xue frowned, she felt that this person made her very annoying, and she wanted to tear him apart!
At this time, Di Ling had already rushed to the front, and the two-meter-long big knife was swung down with all his might, and Luo Xue raised his hands above his head and directly took the knife.
When the blade touched the hand, it only cut a little skin, and only a tiny trace of blood oozed out. Luo Xue roared in a hoarse voice, and as soon as her wrist was retracted, the long knife broke away from Di Ling's palm, and Di Ling was staggered forward by this stamina.
Luo Xue held the handle of the knife, and the blade turned and slashed straight towards Di Ling's head, Di Ling was shocked, he couldn't hide, and he was about to die on the spot.
At this moment, a string of Buddhist beads slammed into the knife surface, and the big knife was forcibly blocked, and then a gentle and melodious flute sounded came.
Luo Xue had to slash again, but with the spread of the flute, her irritable mood gradually calmed down, as if she remembered something, but she didn't have time to think about it, a fainting and powerlessness came, and she fell to the ground and fainted.
The flute stopped abruptly, the white-clothed monk walked in front of the woman, looked at it, the woman had fair skin and delicate facial features, at this time her face was quiet, beautiful and refined, really beautiful.
There is no longer the half-human, half-demon appearance just now, if it weren't for the bloodstained and torn plain clothes on her body, she really wouldn't have found out that this is the Luo Xue girl who has been with her for many days.
The monk pondered for a while, muttered a sentence of Amitabha, and was rude, so he picked her up.
When I woke up again, I was already lying in a shack in the suburbs, and the cold wind poured in through the cracks in the shack.
Luo Xue shuddered and sat up, as if she was afraid of a lot of cold, but she couldn't remember what happened.
The complete memory only stayed in rescuing the girl who was chased by the rebels and letting go of the girls who were imprisoned in the Qinglou. Later, I seemed to lose consciousness, and my head was full of mush.
She seemed to have killed people, killed many people, and her mind was full of fragments of blood, killing, mutilated limbs, and many people begging for mercy and struggling before they died, and finally ended in a flute sound.
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