"Please, spare my daughter, she's only twelve years old!

In the remote Western Regions, a small town, the sunset is about to set, and the sunset will dye this bleak and vast land blood red.

A miserable howl came from far away from the town.

The cry was as desolate and helpless as the land.

Staring at the blood-red sunset in front of him, Jiang Yifei's eyes suddenly became cold and sharp, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

He vaguely remembered that that day, the day he parted from his parents, was also the sunset like blood.

"My Boy ......"

His mother's whispered cries in his ear were full of despair and pain, just like the sound he heard now.

Jiang Yifei's face became more and more ruthless, more and more terrifying, he shook the reins and galloped on his horse.

The spider cursed in a low voice and rode on her horse.

Xiao Teng saw that the two of them looked jealous and hateful, and hurriedly shook the reins and followed them closely.

The town is very small, with a large street and two rows of low houses, all of which have black walls and black roofs, which are so oppressive that people can't breathe.

On the street that was not very wide, a group of men, tall, short, fat and thin, extremely arrogant, one of them had a thin girl under his armpit.

The girl struggled desperately in vain with her mouth open and her frightened eyes open, and she must have been so desperate that she couldn't even make a sound.

Behind this group of men, a woman cried and crawled, desperately trying to get her daughter back, but was kicked down in the street.

She cried out in despair, her voice hoarse, blood at the corners of her mouth, and bruises all over her face.

At a glance, the doors and windows of dozens of families were closed, and no one dared to come out to help.

The woman withered on the ground and wept bitterly, her throat bursting with tears, and there was a smell of blood in her voice.

A man proudly threw out a few taels of silver and laughed: "What an honor it is for our head to fall in love with your daughter, and you are still crying!

The silver tumbled and fell in front of the woman.

"My child...... My wretched child...... Mother can't save you......"

The woman cried out in pain.

Jiang Yifei's eyes were radiant in an instant, but they lost their brilliance in an instant. The mother's despair at the loss of her beloved daughter was exactly the same as that of his mother, and even the cries of tragic death were word for word.

His face grew more and more gloomy and terrifying, like the sky at the time of an approaching storm.

"That is, when your daughter arrives in Shengjing and my Shacheng faction, it is inexhaustible glory and wealth, it is better than suffering and suffering with a widow like you in this place where birds don't, you girls are so ignorant!"

Another man laughed triumphantly, laughing like a wolf.

But soon, his laughter came to an abrupt end, and he would never laugh again in his life.

A long sword pierced his throat, Jiang Yifei's sword.

At some point, he had already dismounted, and he had fallen over and killed a man.

Everyone was shocked, and they all drew their swords in their hands.

The man holding the girl also put down the girl and held the sword in his hand.

As soon as the girl was free, she ran to her mother.

"Mother, mother!"

"Child, my child!"

The mother and daughter were pleasantly surprised and quickly hugged each other.

"Mother......

Jiang Yifei summoned in a low voice, his eyes were already moist, his face suddenly cleared, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Stinky boy, who are you?"

"Are you tired of being alive and dare to meddle with the affairs of my Shacheng faction?"

"You go and inquire first and find out what kind of person our head is, you quickly apologize for your crimes, otherwise you will be cramped and skinned in a while!"

The people of the Shacheng faction shouted one after another, slowly gathered around, waving the blades in their hands, but they didn't dare to get too close for a while.

Jiang Yifei's sword just now was too amazing and shocked everyone.

"Boy, who are you......"

"Boy, our head is Liu Kuxuan......"

"You dare to meddle with our head's business?"

Everyone in the Shacheng faction shouted one after another, and Jiang Yifei always stared at the mother and daughter, disdainful of them.

"Boy ......"

The crowd gradually gathered around, and the blades trembled in the air.

"Noise, a swarm of flies, die!"

A cold light flashed in Jiang Yifei's eyes, the long sword shook slightly, more than a dozen rays of light shone brightly, and the noise of everyone suddenly stopped.

The dead will no longer be noisy, and the dozen or so big men who were still running rampant and domineering just now have turned into corpses on the ground, each of them in the middle of the throat.

More than a dozen disciples of the Shacheng Sect lay upright on the ground, with no pain in their eyes, only a touch of amazement.

This sword was too fast, so fast that it harvested more than a dozen of their lives in an instant.

Their mouths were wide open, and warm blood gushed from their wounds, silently seeping through their clothes and slowly seeping into the black earth.

Jiang Yifei didn't even look at the corpse, and slowly walked towards the mother and daughter.

Behind him, there were Spider and Xiao Teng with shocked faces.

What shocked him/them was not Jiang Yifei's swordsmanship, his swordsmanship has always been amazing, but what shocked him/them was Jiang Yifei's ruthlessness.

After knowing him for so long, Jiang Yifei seems to have always been a rich young master who is greedy for money, beautiful in appearance, and always smiling and naughty.

I didn't expect him to be so ruthless, and he harvested more than a dozen lives as soon as he stretched out his hand, as if death suddenly came.

The two stared blankly at Jiang Yifei walking up to the mother and daughter, bending over, smiling, and taking out a handful of silver tickets from their arms and handing them over.

"Let's go, all the way east, to the Central Plains, this is silver, that's horses, go quickly!"

The mother and daughter were stunned, took the silver ticket in a daze, and rode on the horse again, Jiang Yifei raised his palm, and the horse neighed and raised its hooves and went away.

There was only a glimmer of sunset left, and the sky was dark.

Jiang Yifei jumped on Xiao Teng's horse and rode with him.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Yifei shook the reins, two horses, and three people quickly crossed the town and continued to the west.

The cold wind blew, and more than a dozen corpses quickly cooled down, and blood stained the ground beneath them. From beginning to end, they didn't know why or how.

The night grew darker and darker, and the three of them galloped across the vast dark land of the Western Regions.

None of the three people spoke along the way.

Jiang Yifei's ruthlessness is justified, if he doesn't say it, he/they won't ask.

The night wind became more and more wild, and there were a few stars flickering in the empty sky, lonely and distant.

Jiang Yifei reined in the horse and let it walk slowly. Xiao Teng didn't make a sound in front of him, and the spider followed silently beside him, and he didn't say a word.

He/they saw the pain in Jiang Yifei's eyes and the warmth in his eyes.

How many painful pasts there are, Xiao Teng doesn't understand, but Spider does.

She leaned slightly on the horse's back, a familiar sharp pain in her body attacked again, she bit her lip slightly, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Beast, you torture me again, am I not good enough for you?

She muttered silently, her starry eyes confused and strong.

Who doesn't have pain?

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he doesn't dare, and he doesn't disdain.

The rivers and lakes have never lacked pain.

"I miss my mother......"

Jiang Yifei said suddenly.