But his parents, under his gaze, became fire people and were burned alive by the fire.

His hatred, hatred of heaven and earth. His hatred, his hatred of this life is ruthless.

The houses were destroyed, and everything was lost. After burying his parents' ashes, Tang drunk cleaned up the burned home and found a finger-sized piece of red iron under the scorched ruins. Holding it in the hand, a cold breath invades the heart and spleen from the palm of the hand. It can be regarded as a thought left by parents. He tied it with a rope and made a pendant and put it around his neck. When I miss my parents, I take them out and look at them.

The death of his loved one also made his character independent and strong. After that, he lived in some neighborhoods and aids. Mo Li is his only good friend. Although their identities are different. The innocence of youth is the most precious thing. There are no other factors, I just want to be happy to see each other all the time. Man's obsession is happiness. What can be like the innocence and happiness of childhood.

"Brother Tang drunk, my mother said, you can't let people hug me casually. ”

"It's your mother again, then I won't hug it. The last time she said, when she sees me with you again, she breaks my leg, and I will never see you again. I'm a crab, and my legs aren't enough for your mother. After speaking, Tang was drunk. Pretending to be angry, he let go of Mo Li in his arms and said no more.

Xiao Mo, when he saw Tang drunk, he was angry. Immediately, the circles under his eyes were a little red, and he saw that tears were already brewing.

"Crybaby, when your nose is red when you cry, you become a carrot. Ha ha. Tang was drunk, stood up with a smile, stretched his arms, stretched his lazy body, and let out a cold breath. It's early in the morning, and there's a slight chill.

When I looked up, the night sky was not quiet. A faint meteor slipped slowly, dragging and long. Fang Buddha wanted to cut a scar on the sky. The moon also turned red, a blood-colored red.

"The hundredth ...... Meteor. Mo Li looked at the shooting star that crossed by, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, a chill that went deep into his heart. It's as if there's something ominous about to happen.

"What's the matter, Xiao Mo. Tang Zui looked at Mo Li, who was a little scared, and asked.

"I don't know, it suddenly feels unnatural. Still...... There are still some ...... Afraid. Xiao Mo curled up, hugged his legs, and slowly sat on the grass.

"It's okay, I'm here. I won't hurt you a little if I die!" Tang said seriously.

The wind rose suddenly, the chill hit, and Tang's drunken simple green shirt was blown up. Tang drunk hugged Mo Li tighter. An inadvertent warm current slowly emanated from Tang Zui's chest to the two of them.

He wore the crimson iron on his chest, which was a relic and a remembrance of his parents, as if his parents had always been by his side. He believes that there is the soul of his parents attached to it, and he wants to let his dead parents see him and live well. And get ahead.

Whenever he saw this piece of different iron, Tang Zui always felt a burst of warmth. It looks like regular iron ore, but the texture is harder.

Chapter 2: The Difficulty of a Small Town

A blood-red cape, rising with the wind. Under the blood-colored full moon, more than a dozen night walkers in black armor stood on a mountain, looking indifferently at the Qingming Town below the mountain.

"This is a piece of fat, boss, when are you going to do it!" a big man with a scar in a black-brown tights said slowly to the leader in front of him, wearing a blood-red cloak.

The leader of the red cape, wearing a ghostly mask. The moon is refracted on the mask, an evil smell, and the mask can only see the fierce triangular eyes, revealing a fierce and greedy gaze. The Mask Leader pinched his fingers and let out a palpitating bone explosion. Said slowly: "It's almost time, the scene of the blood-stained full moon has appeared." This time, we must kill no one of the Qingying Town, Lord Turbidity, but with the help of the blood-stained full moon, absorb the souls of the mortals of the entire Qingying Town. Wow, our Poison Xuan Legion will naturally have countless benefits, hehe......"

It has been many years since he was the leader of the branch of the Poison Xuan Legion, and the blood stained on his hands is countless. But never has it been more exciting for him today. This was the first time he had directly received a direct order from the Lord Turbidity behind the Poison Xuan Legion. Let him use the formation of the cultivator to collect the resentment generated by the death of mortals.

Killing glanced at the blood-colored full moon, and a greedy light suddenly released from his eyes. The moonlight reflected down, and the eyes of the people of the Poison Xuan Legion had turned blood red. Chilling indifference and ferocity. With a wave of his left hand, the cloak rose in the wind, but he heard a loud shout:

"Kill. ”

After saying a word, Kill Kill first rushed down the hillside. The red cloak was also ripped off. Revealing black tights, underneath is a fierce and burly body.

The members of the Poison Xuan Legion did not make a sound, and followed behind the slaughter in an orderly manner. A group of more than a dozen people, in addition to holding weapons in their hands, they also secretly touched their waists, as if they had some secrets.

Liang Su is one of the night guards of Qingying Town. He has lived in Qingming Town for generations, learned boxing since he was a child, and worked as a dart master for three years. At this moment, some sleepy people leaned under the ancient locust tree. I lazily wanted to close my eyes, and slowly thought about finding the top brand Xiaohongshuang in Cuifang Building tomorrow.

"Uh......" Liang Su's throat didn't make much noise, and before he could say the second word, he had already closed his eyes forever. The sharp thin knife kissed from the skin of Liang Su's neck, and blood gushed out from the throat of the broken belt. Like the rouge of those fireworks women in the Cuixiang Building. Xiao Hongshuang, the top brand in Cuifang Building tonight, will also close his eyes with him tonight...... After Liang Su, one after another patrols in Qingming Town slowly fell.

A few black shadows jumped up, walked to one place, and stopped. He took out a large packet of yellow powder from his waist and lightly lit it. Then the yellow smoke rises, rises into the air, and slowly drifts into the air. Then the figure flashed and disappeared. He hurried to the gathering point of the courtyard of the inhabitants of the next town.

A nearby farmer was sleeping. The man was snoring, and suddenly, the snoring stopped. He inhaled a pungent scent. Then he coughed dryly, his eyes widened instantly, but he spoke as if he was speechless, and slowly fell to the ground. Brown blood slowly flowed out of the seven orifices, and the eyes were like dead ashes.

One after another, things continued to happen, a black earth dog, after seeing his sleeping owner struggling to die, barked wildly, and then also lay on the ground and died miserably.

But it alarmed many people in Qingying Town. This moment, originally a quiet night. It gets noisy.

The shouts, cries, and cries for help slowly spread as the lights lit up. A strong smell of blood slowly spread in the town of Qingying. What's even more terrifying is that a fear of the unknown envelops the earth.

"Tell Lord Xuan, the soul poison has been sown. There are also Lord Turbidity arranged in the town, and the Soul Eater Banners planted everywhere have also been planted. ”

"Haha, okay! Now, let's get hands-on. Kill all these people who haven't been poisoned!" Kill Absolute thought about the bloody scene and laughed maniacally.

"Without my antidote to poison Xuan, all of them will be poisoned. If I don't poison them, I'll kill them all one by one. Hurry up and attack the giant Jia Mo family in this town, the power of the soul poison is limited. ”

"Kill!!" rang out, and more people from the Poison Xuan Legion joined in. Rush to the civilian houses of the Immortal Town. Killing people who were not poisoned and terrified, even if many of them knew some kung fu, they couldn't withstand the ruthless attack of the Poison Xuan Army.

Mo family, Mo house, Mo Daohan.