Long sword, rusty.

This was something that Ning Changan had just found from the not-so-successful gang of bandits, and although the long sword looked a little miserable, it was better than bare-handed.

Ning Changan was followed by a person, who was the leader of the gang of robbers. His coming was completely voluntary, and had nothing to do with the rusty long sword in Ning Changan's hand.

Through a brief exchange, Ning Changan learned that this not very successful bandit leader had a resounding name "Da Qiang".

"Daqiang ......"

"Shaoxia, what do you have to order?" Da Qiang leaned forward and looked respectful.

Ning Changan knew how big the risk was on this trip, he didn't have the ability to protect himself, he really didn't want to drag Daqiang down. Ning Chang calmed down and said calmly to Da Qiang: "Da Qiang, you may not be able to come back this time." ”

"I know......" Da Qiang gritted his teeth, but did not take a step back, he continued: "That goddamn bastard, robbing us of our food, and robbing the women of our village, I must slaughter them with my own hands to vent my hatred." ”

Ning Changan noticed the tears in the corners of Da Qiang's eyes, and he asked with some confusion, "Do you have anything else to hide from me?"

How did he know that after Ning Changan asked this, the tears in Daqiang's eyes couldn't hold back, and they fell down directly. He fell to his knees with a puff and cried out in pain: "Young man, please let me slash that bully, otherwise...... How can I have the face to meet my sister who committed suicide by throwing herself into a well!"

Ning Changan looked at him, looking at the helpless crying appearance of a big man in front of him, as if he saw himself a few days ago.

"Stand up!" Ning Changan's voice was a little serious.

But at this time, Daqiang was already in his own sadness, and he didn't listen to Ning Changan's words at all.

"Stand up!" This time Ning Changan's voice was a little louder.

Da Qiang was frightened by Ning Changan's suddenly stern tone, and stood up tremblingly, "Less...... Young Heroes ......"

"Manly man, kneel to the sky and kneel to your parents, don't kneel at every turn, understand?" Ning Changan's tone was still so stern.

Da Qiang looked at the kid in front of him who was almost ten years younger, at this moment, he felt that the kid in front of him was much more useful than himself, but what was the matter with the slightly moist corners of Shaoxia's eyes?

"Shaoxia, you ......"

"I'm fine, I'll avenge your revenge, but you can't go with me. Ning Changan still refused Daqiang, he knew very well how risky it was to go to the bandit's den this time, and he didn't want to take someone else's life again.

"But ......"

"No, if you really want to follow me, I'll turn around and leave now. ”

Daqiang saw that Ning Changan was about to turn around and leave, and fell to his knees again with a pop, "Shaoxia, I beg you, just let me beg you." ”

"Either I'll go, or you stay, choose for yourself!"

"I ...... I ...... "Daqiang actually has no choice, if Ning Changan leaves, then even if he goes to the bandit's den alone, what's the use?"

Daqiang was hesitant, but he still made the most correct choice.

Bang bang, three bangs hit the ground, Daqiang's scalp broke, and blood flowed out.

"Daqiang thanked Shaoxia. ”

Daqiang had already made his choice, Ning Changan sighed helplessly, and said: "I just want to save your life and live, this is your explanation to your sister." I don't ask what happened to your sister, I just understand that those people shouldn't stay in this world. ”

Ning Changan didn't ask Daqiang's sister what happened, he could think of this kind of thing with his toes.

He was gone, carrying a rusty iron sword. Daqiang looked at the distant back, and kowtowed to the ground again, unable to kowtow for a long time.

The mountain wind was howling, Ning Changan looked at the mountain, and shouted at the wind: "If you don't wait for you today, how can Ning Changan be a person?"

The long sword roared, and there was a buzzing sound, and Ning Changan carried it to the top of the mountain on his hand.

The stronghold of the bandits' den seemed to be reveling all the time, and there was enough wine and women to make the grass robbers revelry, and then light a fire and sit down to discuss which girl was on time, and which village to go to tomorrow to raid the house.

A group of like-minded people talk about nothing else.

Because of the carnival, this slightly dilapidated cottage was not defended by few people. Ning Changan looked at this laxly guarded cottage and stroked the iron sword in his hand, he knew that he had a good time to catch up.

His hands trembled slightly, which he would not normally do, but today his heart was a little nervous. He knew what he was going to do tonight, and he knew that the iron sword in his hand would drink blood tonight, but this was the first time he had ever done it.

Well, there are always many firsts, just take a step. Ning Changan comforted himself like this in his heart.

The dark night is the best cover, Ning Changan took the first step, he looked at the drunken guy standing under the tree and approaching step by step.

Finally, at a distance where Ning Changan could guarantee that he would succeed in one blow, he made a move.

The rusty sword still had a chill glow, but it was lightning fast.

There was a snort, the sound was not loud, and there was almost no sound in the night, but in Ning Changan's ears, he felt that the sound was unusually clear.

The sentry robber's eyes widened, his mouth was open for a long time but he didn't say a word, and with reluctance, he left this world of flowers. Perhaps, in his fading eyes, there is something he is nostalgic for.

With a successful blow, Ning Changan felt that his heart was about to jump out. He leaned back against the tree and breathed heavily, trying to relieve the discomfort inside.

This was the first time to kill, and it was almost completed in an instant, but this moment still made Ning Changan unable to extricate himself.

"Step 1...... The first step ......" Ning Changan clenched the iron sword in his hand again, and he set his eyes on another big tree, where there was another sentry bandit, still looking drunk.

In the dark night, Xingyue hid behind the clouds, and under the darkness, Ning Changan succeeded again, and he began to speed up, speeding up to clear the sins of this group of people.

There are some people who don't deserve to live in this world, and if they live, they will only make more people suffer.

Inside the cottage, the sound of cheers gradually decreased, some people fell asleep drunk, some people looked for drinks everywhere in a daze, and some people stared at their eyes to see this beautiful world again.

Ning Changan finally stood in the middle of the cottage, he looked at the robbers who were all killed by himself, but he was thanking his father in his heart.

If it weren't for his father's training in his sword since he was a child, he might have been discovered this time.

Now, the only people left are the bandit leader who sleeps in the lobby of the cottage......