Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there will be killings, which seems to be a fact that cannot be changed for thousands of years. No matter how time passes, no matter how many years go by, the only thing that remains unchanged is the greed of human nature. With greed, there is desire, and with desire, there is also the heart to kill. Whether it is the so-called people in the rivers and lakes, or people outside the rivers and lakes, it is difficult to escape the killing driven by desire, and as long as there is a place for killing, it will become a river and lake.

People's hearts are not ancient, and the blood and rain are ......

In the rivers and lakes, there is an organization, an organization that makes everyone talk about it, Red Feather! No one knows how it appeared, but it appeared so suddenly, and then immediately after, everyone in the rivers and lakes already knew about it. The reason why it is so quickly known is not because of how big and powerful it is, but because of its cruelty and ruthlessness. There are almost no people they can't kill, whether it's people in the underworld or white, as long as they want to kill, within seven days, that person will definitely regret coming to this world. Of course, someone has to be able to afford it, and as long as you have the money, you can kill anyone you want. What's even more terrifying is that no one knows who the real head of this organization is......

The Stream of the Dead, a place that no one dares to dream of, just by listening to the name, you can know that this is a place that only belongs to the dead. The reason why it is called the stream of the dead is because it is a place to kill people, whether it is a duel in the rivers and lakes, or a person who kills someone and wants to destroy the corpse, this is the preferred place, because this is a bottomless, no cliff with no way down, no one knows how deep the bottom of the stream is, what it looks like, as long as you throw the body into the bottom of the stream, no one will know, this person will never appear again, the waterfall between the mountain streams will wash everything away, and nothing will be left.

It's raining, it's been raining......

At this time, at the top of the stream of the dead, there was a group of people. A group of people dressed in blue, covering their faces, holding swords, stared coldly at the three people on the edge of the cliff. A scarred, bloodstained man, with a trembling but determined woman, holding an infant child in her arms, who was speechless and seemed to be stunned by the sight in front of her.

"I don't plan to leave alive today, but none of this has anything to do with them, if you can spare their mother and son, I am willing to cut it off myself!" the man said as he pointed to the woman and child beside him, his voice trembling, and a little pleading.

As soon as his words fell, the woman beside him was already in tears, shook her head incessantly, and said in a choked voice: "No! Brother Qin, you want to die together! How can you leave our mother and son to live alone!"

The man turned his head to look at the woman, and said softly, "I dragged you down and made you two miserable!"

"Qin Feng, when death is on the verge of death, don't talk so much nonsense! Blame you for doing things you shouldn't have done, and provoking people you shouldn't have provoked! Since you have arrived at the Stream of the Dead, use this place as your grave, this is all providence!" said a man holding a golden knife at the front of the blue-clothed crowd. The man's voice was deep and loud, but without a hint of emotion.

"I've never regretted what I've done, it's a pity that the heavens don't help me, the heavens don't help me!" The man named Qin Feng sighed after speaking, staring fiercely at the sky above his head, as if there was endless unwillingness.

"At this point, it is useless to talk too much. After speaking, the golden knife man slowly raised his right hand and said coldly: "Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the group of blue-clothed people behind him swarmed out and rushed towards Qin Feng's family of three, without the slightest hesitation or pity. Qin Feng was already scarred, and at this time, he had to protect his wife and children behind him, he was not an opponent at all, and he was soon drowned in the shadow of the sword by the man in blue.

After a long time, everything was quiet again.

Qin Feng died, at the feet of his wife and children.

The woman stared blankly at the man who fell in the pool of blood at her feet, she had long been unable to cry, and squatted down tremblingly, arranging her husband's clothes, although the clothes were already tattered and bloodstained. Looking at her husband, who was already motionless, the woman gritted her teeth and whispered: "Brother Qin, our mother and daughter will come to accompany you soon, wait for me!" After speaking, she glared fiercely at the group of blue-clothed people who were slowly approaching her at this time, and suddenly picked up Qin Feng in a pool of blood and jumped out! The woman actually held the baby in her arms, and the body of her husband jumped into the abyss! Three people, three lives, were lost like this. Leaving no trace, the poor baby did not make a sound until the end, perhaps he had regretted coming into this world, regretting seeing the world so cold and ruthless.

After a long time, the man in blue had left, as if he had never come. The rain was still falling, and it seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the blood on the ground had been washed away, as if nothing had happened, and only the waterfall that flowed down from the mountain stream was heard, making a rumbling sound, and the rest, nothing was left.

This is the rivers and lakes, this is killing, killing is just a snap of a finger and a blink of an eye, revealing a cold to the extreme indifference and ruthlessness, no one can say clearly whether it is people who are ruthless or the rivers and lakes themselves......

Someone dies, someone is destined to continue to live, after all, killing people is to make themselves live better, this is what everyone in the rivers and lakes who is still alive knows it, but at the moment you are not the one who is blocking the way of others' lives, and when it really happens one day, your life may not be yours. In the huge rivers and lakes, who cares about the death of people?

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, but who will remember how many people have disappeared out of thin air in the past ten years?

Nobody cares......