"What does it mean to spare her, and having the opportunity to serve her master is a blessing that she has cultivated for several lifetimes. An arrogant man's voice came.

"Ah!" the old woman screamed.

"Grandmother!" the woman exclaimed, in miserab.

Zhi Yao's heart sank, there was actually a monk who made a move on mortals?

There is an unwritten rule among the monks that they cannot meddle in the struggle between mortals at will, and they cannot harm mortals at will.

This is also the reason why she didn't make a move on them when she knew that the village was paying tribute to the evil cultivators.

Once you attack a mortal, you will be recognized as an evil cultivator, and no such person can be tolerated by any monk.

I didn't expect that there would really be monks who would attack mortals.

Zhi Yao quietly approached a willow tree at the entrance of the village, hid behind the tree, and looked at the village.

After just one glance, Zhi Yao was furious.

At this time, not far from the entrance of the village, the ground was full of corpses, and blood stained the ground.

At the man's feet was an old woman lying on the ground, her forehead was blurred with blood, and blood was falling from her face.

And the woman was staring ahead without crying or making a fuss, and her eyes were no longer focused.

These two scumbags!

Zhi Yao couldn't hold back her anger anymore, and rushed directly towards the village, and the thunder sword intent full of anger slashed directly at the neck of the man who was moving.

And the man was in the excitement, and he didn't notice Zhi Yao's arrival at all, after all, this was a mortal village, and it was unlikely that other monks would appear.

But in an instant, his head was directly cut off, and he still had a lewd smile on his face until his head was separated.

"Who are you?" The other man didn't care about pulling the woman's clothes at this time, and took out the spirit sword and looked at Zhi Yao vigilantly.

"The one who took your dog's life!" Zhi Yao was disgusted when she looked at him, she didn't expect that there was such a beast in this world.

That's right, these two people are the same people she met when she entered the town, but she never expected that these two people could do such a conscientious thing.

After speaking, she slashed away with a "year", instantly freezing the other party, and then a sword directly penetrated the other party's heart.

The time sword intent expired, and the man looked at the sword on his chest in disbelief, the other party was just a foundation building stage.

Zhi Yao pulled out the sword violently, and the man's chest suddenly surged with blood, and he couldn't hold on anymore and fell.

At this time, the woman who had torn her clothes had already pushed the body of another man away, picked up the clothes next to her, and covered the other woman's body.

Zhi Yao looked at it in silence, not knowing how to open her mouth to comfort.

The woman was frightened and humiliated, and at this time she did not react at all, and stared blankly at the sky.

"Sister Juan, Sister Juan, you speak! " The other woman hugged her and cried out bitterly, shaking her desperately, hoping that she would react somewhat.

"Sister Juan...... Sister Juan...... "The woman's voice was already hoarse, but unfortunately after shaking for a long time, the woman still didn't react.

Seeing that she was unresponsive, the woman stumbled to the old woman, holding her body and weeping bitterly.

Zhi Yao felt a little sour, raised her head to look at the sky, and didn't dare to look at them anymore.

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