Taishang Dojo, Sumeru Fantasy Realm.

The mortal realm, Baipu County, the foot of Zhaoxian Peak.

As the sun was setting, in the evening, on the slope of a barren and desolate village, a half-grown child, dressed in tattered clothes, was lying on his stomach with a resolute expression.

In the middle of the sound, there was a slight sound in the grass in front of him, and the child cautiously showed the code on his face, and the other party responded quietly in a low voice, and then a thin figure crawled out of the gap in the grass in front of him, and after seeing the dirty and resolute boy, his eyes lit up, as if he had found the backbone of the heart, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yuan, they are coming!"

The resolute young man named Sima Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, his expression was solemn, and he tried his best to lower his voice and said, "Okay, do what I tell you, be careful!"

The thin figure did not answer, not only did not withdraw to leave, but lay down on his small body and guarded the surroundings.

Sima Yuan turned his head, frowned and roared, "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you leave quickly?"

The thin figure did not answer, silent.

Sima Yuan grabbed the arm of the thin figure, lowered his voice and said angrily: "Thin monkey, don't be rash, you hurry back and report to the ball, especially hide the little wildflowers, don't come out, don't be found by them." Don't take the initiative to come out to take revenge on them, otherwise we will be sorry for Uncle Niu and Aunt Huang, don't let them down!" Speaking of this, Sima Yuan's eyes were red, his hands unconsciously increased his strength, his green tendons bulged, and at the same time, his mouth was tightly closed, so as not to let himself cry out bitterly.

The thin figure burst into tears, after listening to Brother Yuan'er's words, he shook his head desperately and then nodded, his body trembled slightly, and after wiping a handful of snot and tears, he whined and said to Sima Yuan: "I understand, Brother Yuan, I understand, don't worry, I will definitely take care of them, but you also have to come back alive, you must come back alive!"

Listening to the thin monkey's prayer and cry, Sima Yuan gritted his teeth, trying to keep himself from crying, not to let them worry, but it seemed that no matter how much he controlled it, he couldn't stop it, tears kept flowing down, he cried and smiled: "Don't worry, when I slaughter this group of dogs, I will come back, and then we will go together to give your father and your mother, as well as Uncle Niu, Aunt Huang, Aunt Fang, Uncle Wu, and those uncles and uncles to burn incense and paper." ”

The thin monkey's face was full of tears, he couldn't stop nodding, and after taking a final look at Brother Yuan, he resolutely withdrew with light feet, Sima Yuan watched the thin monkey's thin back completely disappear in the swaying grass, he wiped his dirty little face, and his eyes were full of hatred staring at the slope in front of him, like a small python that already had sharp stinger fangs, staring at his prey.

However, the difference is that Sima Yuan is not someone else, it is a group of border soldiers wearing ordinary swords and guns that are difficult to pierce the slightest heavy armor, they are Sima Yuan's enemies.

Or maybe it's this group of mud-legged people who were born and raised in this village but became lonely overnight.

It was this group of defeated deserters who were now riding tall horses and wantonly reveling and drunk, who had taken everything from this remote village.

Dozens of people in the village, all the men were killed and slaughtered, all the women were stripped naked, and then strangled and stabbed to death after they were rampantly and wantonly humiliated.

If it weren't for Sima Yuan, Skinny Monkey, Little Wildflower and Piqiu and a few others who ran to the ravine a few miles away to touch the shrimp and play wildly, they would not have escaped this fate.

When they came back, the scene that caught Sima Yuan's eyes was the scene of this group of pigs and dogs being slaughtered by the bastards who were slaughtering Uncle Niu and Aunt Huang, and suddenly the whole village was full of fireworks, screams, cries, laughter, and the rampant and proud laughter of those thugs all came to Sima Yuan's ears, but they didn't dare to make a sound, they could only cover their mouths to prevent themselves from showing their traces, Sima Yuan immediately covered the mouth of the little wildflower when he saw this scene, not letting her cry, and not letting himself and others make a sound。

A few little dolls hid in the shadows and watched as they were dressed in armor, armed with knives and crossbows, and the sergeants burned and looted, and the heads of uncles and uncles fell to the ground when the knives fell in their hands.

They wept silently, cried with their little mouths spilling blood, the fat ball had dull eyes, the thin monkey was eager to break free from Sima Yuan's arm, but in vain, the little wildflower was pale, the six gods were masterless, and they were frightened.

Only Sima Yuan wept silently, but there was a trace of fierceness and coldness in his eyes, like a lone wolf, hiding in the dark and sticking to his wounds while staring at his enemy.

Then, a trace of unbearability flashed in Sima Yuan's eyes, and he roared fiercely: "Go, go as far as possible!" After speaking, he pulled a few people to slowly retreat and hide.

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In the haze, it was like a dream.

Sima Yuan seemed to have fallen into some dream.

He fixed his eyes and saw that this was the scene at the beginning of his initiation in the past.

He frowned and pondered, was this thrown into reincarnation or an illusion?

After the ascension to the Taishang Dojo, everything changed.

A lot of weirdness came to him, as well as a series of fights and entanglements, making it difficult for him to distinguish what was true and what was false.

After Sima Yuan shook his head, the memory in his mind gradually declined.

A mortal memory hangs over me.

After a while, he suddenly raised his eyes blankly and looked at the dozen or so riders not far away.

His name is Sima Yuan, and he is a young man from a mountain village.

His village was slaughtered.

Everything for him was ruined.

He muttered to himself, "So, I want revenge?"

Sima Yuan looked at the dozen or so horses not far away, the little boy's state of mind was as calm as the surface of the water, there was no wave in the ancient well, he pursed his lips and said nothing, staring at them as if he was looking at the dead people, staring directly at them getting closer and closer to the big pit trap prepared by himself and others in advance,

Sima Yuan whispered: "Thin monkeys, leather balls, wild flowers, the farther you go, the better, you must live well, you must live happily in the future, as for revenge, don't worry about it, it's enough to have me." ”

Before the words fell, Sima Yuan's ears heard the exclamations and scolding of the people below, the neighing of the horses and the sound of pain, followed by a few screams, and Sima Yuan immediately knew that the trap set by them hastily had worked.

His time for action has come!

Sima Yuan clenched the simple bow and arrow in his hand, and he looked at a few traces of jet-black color left on the cluster of arrows, which were spread on the red sunset, and they exuded a different kind of luster and brightness, like black iron and black iron, Ling Ran was cold and shining.

He could have hidden with a few friends and then fled for his life, but instead chose to go his own way and go alone to ambush and kill the enemies of the village.

Sima Yuan slowly leaned forward, and after seeing the situation clearly, he looked cold, and suddenly got up, pulled his bow, set up an arrow, aimed, full moon, and released the arrow, all in one go.

After doing it, he didn't wait for the result, quickly changed the ground and hid, and after a few breaths, he hid behind a waist-thick tree of ten zhang, Sima Yuan stretched out his head again, peeking in the direction of the trap, and saw that among the fifteen people on the other side, except for five people who fell into the pit and failed to get up for the time being, one person fell to the ground with an arrow in the chest, convulsions, and foaming at the mouth. One of the men was examining the wound, but after a moment he gave up, and said in a suspicious tone:

Although the wound was not deep, the arrow was poisonous, and it was extremely fatal, and he could not escape death. Be careful, it's a stubble!"

Hearing this, the other eight people immediately raised their vigilance and quickly approached, while holding bows and arrows, aiming around, and cautiously looking around.

After Sima Yuan took a deep breath, he raised his bow again and set up the arrow, still with the arrow cluster with the snake arrow of King Wukui, and the person who was suspected of being the leader was aimed at at the moment.

After the other party threw away the poisonous arrow, he spat and pointed fiercely at Sima Yuan's side, and then the eight people turned over and rushed straight towards Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan was calm and calm, and after quickly throwing away the superfluous things, he turned around and ran away, running into the back mountain forest.

At the same time, in the process of running, Sima Yuan quickly glanced backwards, and saw that the eight cavalry bandits were smiling cruelly and cursing frantically, and the eight of them were getting closer and closer to Sima Yuan.

Where can the legs run over four legs, when they were about to run into the mountains and forests, Sima Yuan was finally caught up by them, at a distance of five zhang, one of them suddenly pulled the bow, released the arrow, and with a bang, the arrow pierced through the grass jungle, and instantly shot on Sima Yuandi's back, Sima Yuan snorted, and his thin body was instantly knocked down, and at the same time, the strong force of the arrow took Sima Yuan to rush forward, and rolled several times before stopping.

When Sima Yuan stopped rolling, there was a heart-piercing pain from the place where he was shot by the arrow in his back, the kind of painstaking pain that went deep into the bone marrow and could never be forgotten for the rest of his life.

Sima Yuan looked up, and saw that the eight cavalry bandits all had a cruel and playful look in their eyes, looking at him with mockery, and after approaching Sima Yuan, they found that it was a little child, and they all spit on him fiercely, and each of them slapped Sima Yuan's wound with a weapon in their hands, or a spear, or a blade, or a sharp sword, or a big sword, and other blades, and those who did not use weapons directly turned over and dismounted, and kicked Sima Yuan fiercely a few times.

Especially the first burly man with a scumbag face scolded and scolded: "Run, you ran again, almost scared Lao Tzu to death, I thought it was a magic archer, it turned out to be a little broken child, you dog mongrel, you dare to hurt people with a secret arrow behind Lao Tzu's back, Lao Tzu will definitely let you this little rabbit cub taste what life is better than death!"

Before the words fell, he took out a dark iron arrow from the quiver box, put on the bowstring, suddenly pulled into a full moon shape, jumped on the ground, and shot a far more powerful than the previous one on Sima Yuandi's thigh joints, the joints were connected with tendons, and a huge pain came instantly, Sima Yuan looked crazy, sweating profusely, and let out a cry of extreme pain in his mouth, constantly rolling on the ground and convulsing, the pain was not wanting to live, life was better than death, and at the same time, the hatred and resentment in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he roared:

"Come on, come again, you dogs, mother-raised beasts, pigs and dogs are not as good as beasts, you have the ability to kill me!"

"Kill the master, he will become a terrible ghost day and night, pestering you day and night, staring at you, torturing you, until you are all tortured into madmen and fools, so as to avenge dozens of people in Zhaoxian Village!"

Sima Yuan smiled miserably, the despair and relief in his eyes became more and more intense, and when he was almost dying, he held the last arrow coated with poison in his hand, and threw it towards the eight horsemen as if he was going to die, and at the same time roared in his mouth: "Die!"

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