Chapter Eighty-Eight: Gone Crazy

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The scene in front of me is very familiar, several tall old trees stand on both sides of the village entrance, the houses in the village smoke curling, a few dog barks from time to time, and at the same time, there are fat pheasants rushing out of the fence, quite a sense of isolation.

Odamura?

Meng Xiaofan looked at the scene that was still a sea of flowers before, but in a blink of an eye, he was standing at the entrance of Xiaotian Village, where he grew up from childhood to adulthood, and he also had a long-lost sense of belonging here.

Although he knew that this was the illusion created by the Phantom Moon Ancient Cave, it was too real, as if he had just returned to Oda Village, and he had to go in and take a look no matter what, because this was the only one that could be done.

When Meng Xiaofan stepped into the village, a breeze filled with a faint earthy smell blew, and from time to time he could smell the aroma of rice in the air.

"Not true. ”

After walking for a while, Meng Xiaofan secretly said in his heart that it was not good, why was there no one, even if the adults were preparing lunch, it was impossible for children to stay at home, and even some elderly people did not see it, these old people would get together to chat and play chess when they had nothing to do.

It's so quiet!

The layout of the village is very similar to that of Oda Village, but there seems to be no trace of popularity in it, and the silence is terrifying.

"Ah~~"

At the same time, a scream rang out, which was particularly loud in the silent village, and there was a sadness in the voice, as if something terrible had been seen.

"It's from the martial arts training ground. ”

According to the voice, Meng Xiaofan quickly judged that it was coming from the direction of the martial arts training ground, but he was not in a hurry to catch up and check the situation, now that he was in the Phantom Moon Ancient Cave, all the changes might be to tempt his trap.

The smell of blood!

A strong smell of blood came with the breeze, smelling this smell Meng Xiaofan frowned, such a strong smell of blood is not something that can be produced by a dead person, is it because of this smell of blood?

Thinking of this, Meng Xiaofan rushed in the direction of the martial arts training ground, and the next moment he saw a bloody scene, the surrounding stumps and broken flesh were scattered throughout the martial arts training ground, and the corpses of many villagers in the center of the martial arts training ground were actually piled up into a small hill, and the surrounding soil had already been dyed blood red.

Next to the corpse was a white-haired old man with a figure like a mountain, with a few drops of blood left on the old man's face, his eyes were red and full of a strong murderous aura, and he was holding a bloodstained long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was still dropping drops of red blood from time to time.

At this time, the old man was still stepping on a dying young man under his feet, and the young man was scarred all over his body, especially his left arm had been cut off, and the blood had penetrated his entire body.

"You, Song, Song Lao?

Meng Xiaofan, who had just come to the martial arts training ground, was full of shock, glanced at the broken arm in front of him, and looked at the person under the feet of the old man with a sword, and his heart was also tight.

One is his partner who has played since he was a child-Chai Kui, and the other is his own teacher-Song Tao, but he can't figure out why Song Tao and Meng Xiaofan slaughtered the whole village?

Unconsciously, a red light flashed in Meng Xiaofan's eyes, and he didn't know whether he was intimidated by the scene in front of him, or if he couldn't accept such a scene at all.

Just when Meng Xiaofan had this idea, his mind had already been drawn by the Qiankun Illusion, and he was truly integrated into the illusion of this killing, even if he knew that it was just an illusion, he still couldn't resist it.

"Huh, Xiaofan, are you back? Look at this is a gift that Song Lao has carefully prepared for you, but I like it." ”

Song Tao looked at Meng Xiaofan, who suddenly appeared, his eyes were surging with blood, as if he could gush out at any time, and his left hand was still pointing at the surrounding corpses at this moment and sneering excitedly.

"Xiao, Xiaofan, help, save me, ah. ”

Chai Kui, who was trampled under Song Tao's feet, looked at Meng Xiaofan with pleading eyes and said with difficulty, but when he spoke, Song Tao's feet on his body suddenly exerted force, only to see Chai Kui scream, and a stream of blood overflowed from his mouth again, and there was still a lot of minced meat in the blood.

"Why?"

Meng Xiaofan never believed that what he saw was true, and a thousand words finally turned into one sentence: why.

"Hehe, Xiao Fan, don't listen to him, these people all say that you are inferior to your roots, and cultivating immortals can only make the bottom characters, and you will never be able to reach the peak, these untouchables even say that you and the ancient sword soul make a war contract is purely a move to die, what is the role of these dogs looking at people with low people staying in the world, it is better to kill them, so that the burden on our village will also be reduced, Xiao Fan, when you come back now, our master and apprentice can join forces to do a great job, so that the nearby villages will belong to our Xiaotian Village, what do you think?"

Hearing Meng Xiaofan's words, Song Tao said disapprerovitously, but there was no trace of love in his eyes when he looked at Meng Xiaofan, and he was full of coldness from beginning to end.

"How do you change it to me? We have been taught by you since we were children, not to mention these villagers, just Chai Kui, how can you do it?"

Looking at Chai Kui, who was dying, Meng Xiaofan's eyes didn't know when a pale red color appeared, and it seemed that with the change of his mood, this red color became more intense.

"Oh, yes? I'm also doing this for your own good, even if Chai Kui is brought out by me, what if I kill him? Xiao Fan, do you want to confront Song Lao?"

Song Tao's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he smiled gloomily before the words fell, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand suddenly swung up, only to see that the sword in his hand fell, and a head was suddenly separated from Chai Kui's body, and blood gushed out like a fountain, pouring on the surrounding ground, and a rich blood gas filled the air.

"Ah~no!"

Seeing this, Meng Xiaofan held his head in his hands, and seemed to be completely unable to accept such a reality, how could it be, how could this be, how could Song Tao in his impression become like this.

The blood in Meng Xiaofan's eyes was even stronger at this moment, the long hair that was coiled up suddenly burst open, and Meng Xiaofan, who was in a cloak, kept muttering: No, impossible, fake, hahaha.

"Come on, work harder, travel the world with Song Lao, and fulfill your wish to go out to the outside world to see, come!"

Meng Xiaofan's changes all fell into Song Tao's eyes, only to see him screaming frantically, the killing aura around his body became even stronger, and the corpse qi emitted by the corpse of the squadron was quickly withdrawn and poured into his body, with the injection of this corpse qi, the momentum exuded by Song Tao was even stronger.

"Roar!"

Meng Xiaofan raised his head to the sky and let out a roar like a beast, his long hair danced, his eyes were full of crimson, and his body was already shrouded in a bloody light at some point, and this breath actually echoed the aura emanating from Song Tao's body opposite.

At this moment, Mo Gao felt that his body was extremely hot, as if he was in a blazing Dan furnace, and he had a desire to kill in his heart at the moment, this ** became more and more intense with the passage of time, and for some reason he did not resist this ** at all, and seemed to enjoy it very much, and he had begun to want to fight.

Go crazy!