Mo Xiaolou's eyes widened, looking at the head in front of him, the third uncle who was still telling him a story a few days ago was now in a different place, and suddenly, Mo Xiaolou felt that half of the blood on his body was cold.

A child who is only twelve years old, no matter how tenacious his heart is, how can he not be afraid when he sees such a scene. Mo Xiaolou's body began to tremble slightly, and even had an urge to cry, he gritted his teeth desperately, trying his best to hold back the fear in his heart, his mother had said more than once that he must have a backbone to stand up to the sky.

"Since there are no volunteers, then I will be named one by one!"

The officer shook off the blood from the knife, walked up to a villager, put the knife on the other's shoulder, and sneered, "Tell me, is there anyone else who is hidden?"

"No... None more."

"Whew!" the knife flashed, and the villager fell to the ground.

The officer had a fierce look on his face and shouted at the crowd: "Whoever holds back and doesn't say or doesn't know will die!"

In this way, with his repeated interrogations, the villagers fell in pools of blood one after another, including women and children. Mo Xiaolou gradually understood in his heart that he knew that this group of soldiers from the Northern Qi Dynasty would definitely slaughter Mojia Village, and they would definitely not let anyone go, the reason why they would interrogate was that they were worried that there would be survivors, in short, whether they said it or not, they would die.

"It's your turn! Say, is there anyone still hiding?"

At this moment, the officer came to a trembling woman. Looking at the corpse beside her, the woman cried and prayed: "Master Jun, if I say it, please let me go, my child is still young, and she can't live without me!"

"Finally someone spoke, okay, as long as you say it, I'll let you go. ”

"Aunt Wang, don't say it, even if you say it, they won't let you and Xiaotong go!" Seeing this, Zhang Xiulan shouted at the woman, and she also knew in her heart that the ultimate goal of these soldiers was to kill the entire village.

"Shut up!

A soldier who was in charge of guarding Mo Xiaolou's mother and son nearby slapped Zhang Xiulan in the face.

"Don't touch my mother!"

Mo Xiaolou just wanted to step forward to protect Zhang Xiulan, but before he could get up, he was pressed to death.

"Stinky boy, don't worry, it's your turn soon!"

Zhang Xiulan's warning did not stop the woman, but after the woman whispered a few words to the officer, two soldiers immediately came up and followed her towards the village, and after a while, the woman was escorted back, but there was a little girl of five or six years old beside her.

"Haha, that's right, this is your daughter? It's very cute, you go and sit down there. The officer sneered, and immediately ordered the mother and daughter to sit under the big locust tree. Then he began to interrogate and kill.

After a stick of incense, only Zhang Xiulan and Mo Xiaolou were left in the field, and the officer put the steel knife on Zhang Xiulan's shoulder, and was about to ask a question.

"My lord, there is no need to ask this mother and son, my subordinates have just heard from the woman surnamed Wang that this is a pair of orphans and widows. The soldier who was in charge of escorting Aunt Wang just now said with a smile.

"Oh, in that case, these two men are handed over to you. After speaking, the officer turned to face the mother and daughter sitting under the tree, and without saying a word, he raised his knife in his hand at the girl named Xiaotong, and before the girl could scream, the little head was cut off.

Aunt Wang was so frightened that she couldn't speak, and trembled and threw herself on her daughter's corpse. Then a chill swept across her neck.

Mo Xiaolou's eyes were red, tonight he witnessed the once familiar figures falling one by one in a pool of blood, at first he was still a little frightened, but looking at this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, the emotions in his heart began to change from fear to anger. So what, do people live to wait to be slaughtered like animals?

"You don't have to look at me like that! You Song people are pigs and dogs, destined to be slaughtered by our Northern Qi people!" The soldier slowly drew his saber and looked at Mo Xiaolou with a smile.

"You die!" Mo Xiaolou couldn't bear this taunt anymore, and rushed towards the man with all his might, because he was tied with his hands, he could only bite the other party's arm.

"Ah~!I'll cut off your head!"

The man screamed in pain, kicked Mo Xiaolou away, and looked at the arm that had been bitten out of blood, he was furious, regardless of the pain, he raised the steel knife with both hands and slashed at Mo Xiaolou who fell to the ground.

At this moment, a figure stood in front of Mo Xiaolou, it was Zhang Xiulan. The steel knife instantly sank into her shoulder, and she cut off an arm in unison, and most of the force was removed, but it still didn't stop, it still slashed Mo Xiaolou's forehead, and the blade slid down her cheek, cutting a long cut on Mo Xiaolou's left face.

"Stinky, Lao Tzu killed you first!"

Seeing that he was stopped and failed to kill Mo Xiaolou with a knife, the soldier became angry and stabbed the steel knife into Zhang Xiulan's abdomen, and with the withdrawal of the blade, Zhang Xiulan's body slowly fell to the ground.

stared blankly at his mother lying in a pool of blood, bright red blood flowed out of Mo Xiaolou's face, dripping onto his chest, and seeping into the piece of iron through the placket of his clothes.

"Small Building ....."

Zhang Xiulan struggled in a pool of blood, her eyes staring at the boss.

"Xiaolou... In fact.. Actually, you ....."

Finally, her body lost her vitality, but her eyes were not closed, and she still looked at her son reluctantly.

The blood on his face flowed more and more, and the restless emotion struck again, this time it was unprecedentedly strong, and every inch of flesh and blood on his body became hot. A voice kept ringing in Mo Xiaolou's heart

"Tear all the people in front of you to pieces, tear them all to pieces!"

Gradually, Mo Xiaolou's mind began to blur, and before he lost the last trace of consciousness, he raised his head to the sky and let out an angry roar.

The morning sun rose from the horizon, there were bursts of birdsong in the forest, but there were no villagers who usually got up early to work on the field paths, and more than 100 people in the entire Mojia Village were all brutally slaughtered overnight. A breeze blew through the morning, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood.

At this time, the sky was far and near, and two rays of light flew in. In the blink of an eye, they reached the sky above Mojia Village, and the light and shadow fell, and the two walked out. Both of them are handsome and extraordinary.

One of them looked at the severed limbs and wreckage in front of him, and anger flashed between his eyebrows: "Just now, my divine sense sensed that there was a strong blood qi here, and I didn't want it to be the army of the Northern Qi Dynasty killing civilians here!"

The other person frowned slightly, and comforted: "Senior Brother Zhao Yu, although you were the prince of the Song Kingdom hundreds of years ago, but now that you have entered the immortal gate, you have practiced so far, and it is best to cut off all some mundane thoughts. Don't forget that there are clear laws in the cultivation realm that prohibit cultivators from interfering in human affairs, especially wars and killings between these countries. ”

The cultivator who was called Zhao Yu sneered: "Conquest and killing? Is it okay to slaughter innocent civilians? If Xiuzhen still has to abide by all kinds of rules and regulations, then what is the use of my self-cultivation? I am not targeting Northern Qi today, Senior Brother Mohua, don't you know that some people in the sect actually colluded .....?"

"Senior brother, you can't talk nonsense if you don't have evidence, you and I were ordered by the head of the sect to pursue Kunyangzi's demon the day before yesterday, and now, since we have lost a trace in the area of Cuiping Mountain, it is better to return to the door as soon as possible to recover our lives. ”

Before Zhao Yu finished speaking, he was interrupted by his senior brother Mo Hua, who glanced at the corpses around him, and saw that most of the people of the Song Kingdom were tied with their hands tied and their heads were cut off, but when he saw the corpses of the Northern Qi soldiers around him, he frowned.

I saw that although those Northern Qi soldiers were all wearing iron armor, everyone had a big hole in their chests and their hearts were forced out. What's more, the limbs and internal organs were torn apart and scattered. He was alert in his heart, couldn't it be that Kunyangzi had been here before, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, these were ordinary mortals, so what was the use of the demon asking for these mortal fetuses?

"Huh, there's a hint of the living?"

Mo Hua glanced at it, and finally found Mo Xiaolou in a coma in a pile of minced meat. At the same time, Zhao Yu also found that someone was still alive, and his figure flashed and came to Mo Xiaolou.

I saw a young man covered in blood lying on top of a pile of broken limbs, unconscious. He had a long wound on his face, and the blood that had spilled had coagulated and blackened, and he looked hideous and terrifying.

Zhao Yu knew at a glance that this young man must be a survivor in this village, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Is it possible that the people of my Great Song Dynasty are going to be slaughtered like animals?"

Zhao Yu stretched out his palm, poked out a trace of spiritual power, carefully held Mo Xiaolou up, and quickly stuffed a pill in his mouth. Turning his head to Mo Hua, he said: "Senior brother, today, I, the prince of the Song Kingdom, am here to save a young man in distress in the Song Kingdom, so I don't violate any prohibitions." ”

After saying that, he took Mo Xiaolou into a ray of light and flew towards the sky, Mo Hua shook his head with a wry smile, and followed, and after a while, the two disappeared into the sky.