"You are the old man who kills people without blinking!" Li Yuanshi's eyes widened and he recognized the old man's true identity.

"Oh, I can't imagine that there are still people who know the old man, it seems that the old man was not careful enough back then, leaving too many survivors. Mobai had a playful smile on his face.

Li Yuanshi didn't dare to be careless at all, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at Mobai not far away.

He was vigilant as he stopped the impulsive young mercenaries beside him.

"Everyone be careful, this Demon Hundred Old Man is ruthless, and his strength is no less than that of the Linghuang Realm. ”

Mo Bai was angry and funny when he heard this, where did the rumors come from, Linghuang Realm Triple Layer, this is the old Huang Calendar many years ago.

After so many years, wouldn't he cultivate to become stronger?

This group of survivors is stupid.

Wait, the name Li Yuanshi is a little familiar.

Oh, I think about it, wasn't that twenty years ago, in the Li family village, the youngest son of the third master, Li Yuanshi.

Unexpectedly, the little guy who was lucky enough to escape at the beginning actually grew so big.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a bit of similarity between the eyebrows, and the homophony of the name was almost pronounced, he really couldn't recognize it.

Mo Bai smiled and said: "I said why is it so familiar, it turns out that you are the youngest son of the three masters in the Li family village, I didn't expect that the little boy at the beginning is now the little leader of the mercenaries, it is really impressive." ”

Li Yuanshi did not respond, but a lot of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

He will never forget that scorching summer night, and on that night, the originally happy Li family village came to naught.

Twenty years ago, on a summer night, he was a young and ignorant six-year-old.

At that time, after dinner, the family quickly fell asleep as usual.

After all, Lijia Village does not have a long history like Linjia Village, it is just a temporary village established by wealthy people in the county town who recruited homeless civilians without permission.

The entire Lijia village has only been established for more than 30 years, and the entire village adds up to more than 100 people.

Therefore, there are no night markets and performances to visit at night, so you can only go to bed early with boredom.

That night, it was originally cloudy, but suddenly thunder and torrential rain fell, and the young man was so frightened that he hid in his mother's arms and did not dare to move.

Under the intimate care of his mother, he gradually fell asleep.

"Knock knock!"

"Is anyone home?" My brothers were on their way and suddenly it was raining heavily, so I wonder if we can spend the night?"

There was a sudden knock on the door, which easily woke him up from a light sleep.

As soon as my father wanted to get up and open the door, my mother reached out and grabbed my father.

Her mother, who has suffered since childhood, has an instinctive rejection of strangers, and she believes that most strangers are the kind of existence with extremely bad conduct.

My father didn't think so, since he was alive in the world, he still had to give a little more love to strangers, and there were still many kind and enthusiastic good people in this world.

But the father also understood the mother's worries, picked up the spear beside the bed, patted the mother's hand comfortingly, and then went to open the door.

The moment the door opened, the atmosphere froze instantly.

On a rainy night, the smell of blood in the air was obvious.

When my father smelled this, he couldn't help frowning, and he was a little more vigilant in his heart.

Under the heavy rain, there are still a lot of blood stains on several people's bodies, exuding a lot of bloody smell, coupled with that invisible evil aura, they must not be good people.

At this time, my father seemed to regret that he didn't listen to my mother's words to open the door, but I am afraid that these people cannot be stopped by an ordinary wooden door.

The father smiled slightly, and excused himself: "A few knights, I'm sorry, it's too small in the next house, it's inconvenient for you to stay overnight, why don't you take these plates and go to the Three Villages Market Hotel not far away for a night?"

As he spoke, his father took out a lot of silver coins from his waist bag and handed them to the men.

The middle-aged man in the lead smiled, and instead of reaching out to take the silver coin, he waved his hand back casually.

Seeing this, one of his subordinates stepped forward and unwrapped the package he was carrying, revealing the contents of it.

At that time, he was young and stretched out his head curiously to take a look, it was actually the heads of the eldest uncle and the second uncle, his eyes were wide with blood, and he looked dead, which really scared him to death.

Seeing this, my father's pupils shrank, and his chest rose and fell, obviously angry.

"Who are you, why did you kill my eldest brother and second brother!"

"Don't be so excited, the three masters of the Li family village. The middle-aged man in the lead smiled slightly, walked into the house, and several people behind him surrounded his father with swords in hand.

"Yo, your youngest son Li Yuanshi is very delicate, and he has forged the spiritual realm triple at a young age, which is really gratifying. ”

His father looked solemn, holding a spear in front of him and his mother, and waved back secretly for his mother to take him away.

"What do you want to do?

At that time, he was young and naturally didn't figure out the situation, but just looked stupidly at the middle-aged man in the lead, who was the old man of the Demon Hundred twenty years ago.

The middle-aged Mo Bai smiled playfully: "Ha, you asked me what I wanted to do, of course I killed as much as I wanted, to tell the truth, you are still alive in the entire Li family village, what do you say I want to do?"

In the end, the middle-aged demon pulled out his long sword and stabbed at his father.

My father had been prepared for a long time, and swept away the sword with a spear in his hand, and fought with the others.

"Yu'er, let's go! I'll hold it off here. ”

Resisting her grief, his mother fled with him into the rainstorm outside.

She knew that her husband might have to leave her this time, and even she and Shi'er might not be able to escape this catastrophe.

And all she could do was run as hard as she could.

Along the way, with the help of the light of lightning, the young man watched from his mother's back to the occasional figure lying motionless on the ground on the way to escape, not realizing that they were dead.

I thought they were all asleep, and they all liked to sleep on rainy nights.

Until he saw a body lying at the familiar entrance of the village, it was the girl he liked, Li Xinya.

Only then did he realize that those people might all be dead.

"Mother, that's Xinya, why is she lying on the ground asleep, this is not good, let's go and wake her up. The young man spoke.

Although he vaguely guessed the facts, he still had some difficulty accepting it at a young age.

What to do?

His mother did not have free time to educate him, and running with all her might in the rainstorm had exhausted all her energy.

Suddenly, his mother stopped, and before he could react, he was knocked out by his mother's palm, tied to a log, and thrown into a dry well.

By the time he woke up as a young man, it was already morning a day later.

Hungry and tired, he barely climbed up through the gap in the wall of the well, and the body of the girl not far from the dry well that he saw before he fell unconscious was gone.

After looking around the village, he found that on the hillside in the southeast corner of the village, a group of strong men were burying the people of the village.

When he was young, he was originally hungry and tired, and he couldn't walk at all, but at this moment, he suddenly had strength again.

He frantically ran to the corpse, looking for his parents, hoping not to see them.

But unfortunately, at the third glance, he saw his father, who was pale and breathless.

I don't know how many wounds my father had been poked on his body, and he was covered in blood.

Later, he also found his mother, with a dagger stuck in her heart.

As a young man, he was desperate at this moment, and the endless loneliness instantly overwhelmed him.