Seeing this group of people, the village chief's face changed instantly, and he turned around and wanted to run back to the house.

But he hadn't run a few steps before a man suddenly jumped in front of him and blocked his way. Without saying anything, he kicked him in the lower abdomen and knocked him to the ground.

"Where's the man!" the man snorted, with a fierce expression on his face.

"My lord, I can give you money, please let my granddaughter go. The lower abdomen was still aching, but the village chief rolled over and knelt on the ground.

"Old thing!" seemed dissatisfied with the village chief's answer, and the man grabbed the village chief by the neck and pulled him up. Come in front of your eyes. "I'm asking, people. His eyes widened.

"I ...... I ......" The village chief said a few times, but did not say anything.

"You, and you, let me go in and search for me. The man spoke, and then threw the village chief to the ground.

The village chief screamed in pain, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Grandpa!" a girl's voice suddenly came out, with worry in her voice.

She quickly ran up to the village chief, crouched down, and held him in her arms. Then she looked at the man in front of her viciously, although her eyes were also very big, but they were not scary, but they made people like it.

The girl looked about sixteen, with a face that was raw and tight, and especially a pair of bright eyes, as if she could speak.

"I'm looking for you when it's time to save it. The man looked at the girl with a wicked smile on his face.

As he spoke, he was about to pull it with his hand, when suddenly a knife flashed, and blood splattered in an instant, and the man's hand had been cut off.

When the severed arm landed, it was still clenching its fists, as if it didn't realize that it had left its owner.

"She's not something you can touch. A voice, unusually indifferent. Among the crowd that came here, it was a young man, no more than twenty, with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, but there was no expression on his handsome face, only indifference.

It was he, while speaking, who kept throwing the knife.

He rolled over and dismounted, and the crowd immediately dodged away, and his position among the crowd was evident from that alone. Slowly approached the girl and reached out to help.

"Madame, we have been ordered to pick you up. He said like a machine, stiffly.

"I'm not going back with you. There was hatred in the girl's eyes. As he spoke, he shook off the young man's hand. "Tell him that I can't marry him. ”

"I'm just ordered to take you back, and I'm not responsible for passing the word. The young man said, ignoring the girl's struggles, reaching out and grabbing the girl's wrist and dragging her towards the crowd.

"Let go! let go of me. The girl cried out, and suddenly bit down on the young man's arm. She bit hard, and blood was already flowing from the corners of her mouth.

But even so, there was still no expression on the young man's face, as if the arm was not his.

The first person to make a move stood aside and watched quietly, gritting his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound.

His arm was cut off, and he should have hated it, but at this time, there was only fear in his eyes, fear of youth.

Inside a thatched house. Dongzi and a few people, hearing the sound outside, finally ran out.

As soon as I got outside, I saw that the girl had been dragged into the crowd by the young man and thrown on a horse.

"Brother Dong, help me!" the girl cried out desperately.

"Let go of her. Fuyuko's eyebrows stood up, and she was about to do it as she spoke. was stopped by the two behind him.

"What are you doing! Let go of me. Fuyuko said angrily. He didn't care if the two of them were kind or not, he just wanted to save people at the moment.

"Don't let it go!" the two said in unison. "You're going to die......" they pleaded in their voices.

They recognized the young man, if it was someone else, they would definitely be like Dongzi, even if they fought for their lives, they would save people, but now it was different, rushing out like this, they could only die in vain.

The young man obviously noticed Fuyuko and the others, and didn't make a move, but just glanced back at them, as if to praise them for their wisdom. It's just that his indifferent eyes will only make those who look at it can't help but tremble.

"Let go of me. Fuyuko said word by word, as if as a final warning, the corners of his mouth were already bleeding because he was too hard.

"Even if you kill us, we won't let you go. The two men were unusually resolute.

"Let's go. The young man spoke, turned on his horse, and sat down behind the girl.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he grabbed the girl's mouth. He was fast enough, but blood was still pouring out of the girl's mouth.

In order not to be captured, the girl chose to bite her tongue and commit suicide, but she was unsuccessful.

"This is the last time. At the same time as the young man's voice came out, he had already lowered the hand that was holding the girl. Not worried that the girl would kill herself because of what he said next. "If I find out that you committed suicide, I'll kill everyone here. ”

Hearing the young man's words, the girl's gaze dimmed for a moment, and she chose to give in.

"Let's go. The young man spoke, turned his horse's head sideways, and soon the group disappeared into the night.

In a trance, from inside the thatched house, a black dot suddenly flew out, the black dot was very small, and no one noticed it. Suddenly, in the distance of the crowd, there was a neighing of horses, as if someone had been whipped fiercely.

The group had already discovered the Ink Knife when they arrived, but until they kidnapped the girl, the Ink Knife had no intention of making a move.

Fuyuko broke through the door and rushed to the ink knife in one step.

"Didn't you say you'd help us, why don't you do it. His voice was loud, questioning the ink knife.

"Money. Ink Knife explained why he didn't do it.

"Just because I didn't give you money, you won't be able to save you. ”

"Yes. ”

"You ......" Fuyuko wanted to kill the ink knife with one palm. The two people behind him also stood with angry eyes.

"My lord, you must save the old girl, the old man begs you. The village chief also stumbled in from the outside, kneeling in front of the ink knife. He is full of tears, and there is even blood at the corner of his mouth, which makes people look pitiful.

"Money. Modao only replied with one word, and at this moment he looked like a wicked person.

"Money! As he spoke, the village chief quickly walked in from outside and placed a wad of money in front of the ink knife.

With it in his arms, the ink knife got up and walked out the door.

"If she misses the slightest, I won't let you go. Seeing that the ink knife was finally willing to make a move, Dongzi's heart calmed down a little, but at this time he was more worried about the girl's comfort.

"They know. "The ink knife means that the girl's life is not in danger.

"Impossible!" Fuyuko understood Modao's words, but he didn't believe it.

The ink knife did not explain because of the trouble.

Walking out the door, the ink knife took out a black bead from his bosom, looked at it for a while, and then walked in the direction where the crowd disappeared.

"Wait for me. Fuyuko followed, along with the two men, who already had more weapons in their hands.

Modao turned his head and glanced at them, the meaning was obvious, life and death were conceited.

As the night deepens, the stars shine. At this time, people should be asleep, but there are several figures shuttling under the night sky.

He didn't go against the wind, and the ink knife walked very slowly, like a walk.

Dongzi, who was behind him, looked at the ink knife like this, and was as anxious as fire.

"Can't you hurry? He urged.

"Do you know where they are?" asked Modao, if the man knew, it would save him some trouble.

"It's because I don't know that I have to hurry, otherwise how can I catch up with them. "Fuyuko's face is sweaty, and she is tired.

"Where are we going?" asked Yu Man suddenly.

"Save people. The ink knife answered.

"Are you really going to save her?" Yu Man was a little incredulous for a while, it was the first time she saw Modao take the initiative to save others.

Without answering, Modao glanced at Yu Man, as if to say, you have too many words.

Yu Man was also interested and didn't ask again, but she still snorted, as if she was not satisfied with Modao's attitude, although it was not the first time she had been deflated like this.

"Huh. A chuckle came from Yahime. Walking slowly like this is just right for her. Without immortal power, she is just a mortal woman at the moment, and even the physical strength of a mortal woman is inferior.

Ye Crazy Dao didn't say a word along the way, but he had already decided in his heart that the ink knife definitely had another layer of deep meaning in doing this, but he couldn't understand it yet.

The group walked in the night, and when it was about to dawn, a huge stockade suddenly appeared in front of them.

The cottage stood on the side of the mountain, with only a path attached.

It looks like it's easy to defend and hard to attack.

Looking at the buildings here, Modao suddenly has a very familiar feeling. It's just that this feeling flashes and disappears quickly.

The architecture here is strange, as if it didn't belong to this era. At least there are no such buildings in Dry Sky City.

The logs were sharpened and stood on the walls, and although it was already dawning, many torches could still be seen. There was also a surge of people above the wall. They carried bows and arrows and spears in their hands, like soldiers.

"What are we doing here. Fuyuko asked, just looking at it from a distance, he could also know that this place was not a good place.

"Save people. Modao spoke, and then walked towards the stockade.

All the way up the mountain, and no one intercepted. But when they walked to the door of the cottage, suddenly a feather arrow shot down and shot at the foot of the ink knife.

The tail of the arrow shook slightly.

"Who!" asked a man on the wall.

Mo Dao didn't answer, and walked to the gate of the cottage alone.

The door was made of wooden stakes, each the size of an adult's legs. Unless there is a special tool, it is difficult to break it.

And the ink knife just walked to the front of this door, and a broken knife in his hand was raised, and it was slashed from top to bottom.

"What is he doing?" Fuyuko asked aloud when he saw the ink knife come forward, and raised the broken piece of iron in his hand that looked like scrap metal, as if he wanted to cut off the gate.

Because no matter who it is, it can be seen that there is no point in doing that with the ink knife at all. On the contrary, it will invite death.

Seeing that Modao was silent, he walked to the gate of the cottage.

Patrolling the crowd on the wall, he instantly tightened the bow and arrow in his hand, and without asking out loud, he heard a loud sound, and the rain of arrows fell obliquely.

Before the ink knife moved, the Ye Crazy Knife behind him had already moved.

Flying forward, his feet on the wall, he turned over to the top of the ink knife with the help of a force, and waved the blood-colored long knife in his hand. Seeing that the sword light did not see the blade, it cut off all the feathered arrows that slanted down like a wall.

Ye Maddao knew that the ink knife could solve those feather arrows without his help, but Ye Maddao felt that such a trivial matter did not need the ink knife to make a move at all.

He even wanted to help the ink knife cut the door open, but when he saw the door, he already knew that he couldn't do it.

The ink knife hand interrupted the knife and fell instantly, without the slightest momentum, so casually slashed. Several sword lights flickered, looking at the door, and after the knife light flashed, it fell with a bang.

"How is this possible!" Fuyuko, who was not far away, let out an exclamation, an expression of disbelief in her eyes. He even rubbed his eyes, as if suspecting that he was hallucinating.

The two behind him were already speechless.

The door was cut down, and in an instant a crowd rushed out.

Unlike the people on the walls, they held swords in their hands, and their clothes were of different colors, making them look disorganized.

The moment he went out, he didn't say much when he saw the ink knife, and he waved the sword in his hand and slashed.

"I'll come. Ye Crazy Dao said loudly, and then saw his figure flash, and instantly rushed into the crowd.

A blood-colored long knife in his hand flew up and down, like the scythe of death, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the crowd.

In less than ten breaths, not one was able to stand up.

At this moment, Ye Maddao's body was covered with blood, but there was an unfinished expression in his eyes, as if he was not having fun killing.

"The owner of the village, it's not good!" In the cottage hall, a small guy ran in in a panic, knelt down on one knee, and kept panting.

The main hall was full of people, drinking wine one by one, and the sound of singing and dancing was endless.

Everywhere is a bright red color, which looks festive.

The first big happy word shows that a happy event is being held here.

I don't know if it's voluntary or not, the girl is wearing a red robe at the moment, but she doesn't have anything on her head, she should have thrown it off. For at its feet lay a red cloth quietly.

The girl was still struggling, but no matter how much she struggled, only bursts of laughter came.

Standing beside him was a man, in his mid-thirties at most. With a wide nose and a square mouth, and short hair, he looks unusually energetic. The eyes are even brighter.

He seemed unusually happy, and no matter how noisy and struggling the girl was, he always had a smile on his face. It wasn't until he heard the voice of the little guy that his face showed a trace of displeasure.

Before he could ask, what time had happened.

The indifferent young man beside him had already shot with a single knife in his hand.

A dodge appeared in front of the little guy. With a swing of the knife, it slashed straight to its throat.

"Yang'er, stop. His voice was like thunder, and although he didn't use any force, it still shook people's ears and I was buzzing.

The indifferent youth's knife had already touched the throat of the little man, and he could cut his throat with just one more point. But when the short-haired man's voice came, he still stopped his movements.

One rolled over and stood beside the short-haired man.

"What's wrong. The short-haired man asked.

It didn't seem to have recovered from the knife just now, and after a long time, the little guy said nervously: "Yes...... Someone broke in. ”

(End of chapter)