In the col where Wang Village was located, Chu Xiang looked at Zhang Budong's body worriedly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ever since Zhang Budong probed his divine thoughts into that bloody aura, his body had not moved, and the only change was that the expression on Zhang Budong's face showed annoyance from time to time, as if he had seen something that made people angry.

"What did this Senior Brother Zhang see? Why did this expression become more and more tyrannical, as if he had a deep hatred for someone. ”

Chu Xiang was curious, thinking that Zhang Budong would wake up for a while and he must ask.

However, the ruffian dragon on the side saw this scene, but his eyes flashed with unbearable color, but in the end, he seemed to turn his heart sideways, and muttered: "There are some things, it's better to see them early than late, boss, I hope you don't blame me." ”

Chu Xiang didn't hear this sentence, but hearing this, the ruffian seemed to have expected what Zhang Budong would see, so was it actually as the ruffian dragon expected?

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It is said that after Zhang Budong probed his divine soul into that bloody aura, it was only in an instant that his divine sense entered a world filled with blood.

The world is boundless, and all of it is filled with blood.

"What is this place?"

Zhang Budong slowly explored his divine sense, trying to find some clues in these reds.

Although these blood reds were unknown, Zhang Budong didn't have much to worry about, because he knew that since the ruffian dragon had asked him to probe his divine sense, then there would definitely be no danger, so naturally there was no need to act cautiously.

Moreover, from the blood in front of him, Zhang Budong did not feel the signs of the bloody aura that Chu Xiang said actively eroding the divine soul, on the contrary, for his divine thoughts, the bloody aura around him seemed to be very afraid, the kind of fear that came from the bones.

"Since you're afraid of me, then don't blame me for being rude!" Zhang Budong said in his thoughts, and then went deep into the blood red.

Immediately, fragments of memories entered the scope of Zhang Budong's divine thoughts, and these memory fragments were like ornaments, dotted with the entire blood-colored void, and Zhang Budong subconsciously browsed and watched.

There was no useful information in the first clip, it was very messy, and he was completely confused, but Zhang Budong was not discouraged, and then browsed the second and third blocks.

After reading the information in the third memory fragment, Zhang Budong was pleasantly surprised to find that these memory fragments could be pieced together.

Although the three pieces did not allow him to spy on what was going on in these memories, it undoubtedly gave him motivation, and he believed that if he went through them all, he would be able to figure out what was recorded in these memory fragments.

Then he began to fly and browse with all his might, until the last piece of fragment was browsed and watched by him, and all the casual pieces were naturally put together like a puzzle, and then the scene that Zhang Budong saw made him completely dumbfounded!

Dumbfounded, stunned, and incredulous, these words are not enough to describe his state at this time.

Because he actually pieced together a complete picture from these fragments of memory, not because of how good his skill was in piecing together the fragments, but because these fragments were all the same memories recorded, as if this fragment was so unforgettable for their masters!

It's truly unforgettable!

Zhang Budong only glanced at it, and sighed in his heart.

Because the whole memory is recounting the scene of a peaceful village and town that was originally living and working in peace and contentment, and the people were comfortable and contented, being slaughtered by a bloody figure that suddenly appeared.

Xu is because the memory fragments that make up this scene come from different people, so what is finally presented in front of Zhang Budong is a multi-angle picture, and it can also be said that Zhang Budong is looking at this final patchwork memory from the perspective of a third party.

I saw it in the picture.

A humanoid blood-colored phantom hovered above the village, as if unhurriedly picking his prey, and strangely, this blood-colored phantom seemed to be carrying a delicate face, bright eyes and bright teeth of a young girl.

The blood-colored phantom continued to absorb strands of blood from the village below, but it was not hurt at all to the girl beside him, as if the girl was very important to him.

And in the village above the ground, a middle-aged man looked up to the sky and roared at the bloody phantom: "Why? Why did you, the big devil, kill my wife and children, and cause my wife to be separated! I fought with you!"

The big man who spoke with round eyes, and while talking, he picked up the hoe and other farm tools in his hand and kept throwing them into the air, but the hoe only flew upwards and began to fall to the ground, and finally smashed next to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at the hoe that fell to the ground, tears of remorse flowed from his eyes, he hated, hated that he was powerless.

At his feet there was a woman and three children dead, and the death was very miserable, and it did not look like it had just died, but more like it had been dead for a long time, because the blood had dried up all their bodies, and all that remained on the ground was skin and bones.

Undoubtedly, this should be the wife and children in the mouth of the middle-aged man.

"Don't worry, it's up to you! All I want is the hatred of your wife. ”

The blood-colored phantom seemed to hear the roar of the big man, and replied, and then a bloody flash flashed, connecting the big man and the phantom, and then at a speed visible to the naked eye, the big man also began to change from burly to skinny.

"Is it finally my turn? I just hate that I can't take revenge with my own hands!"

In the process of being absorbed by the phantom, the blood and soul of the great man also seemed to be liberated, and he lost his life.

This scene is repeated in more than one place, but in every corner of the village.

Not far away.

"Son, my child, kill me, let my child go!"

A peasant woman knelt down and prayed, begging the phantom in the sky to spare her child, for a large blood-red hand flashed in front of her and took his child away.

This child has not yet seen the world properly, and has not even shouted a mother, why should he fall like this!

The peasant woman hated it too, and longed to replace her own children.

"Hate, yes, what I want is your hatred of losing your child! Hate me hard! Come on, accompany your child!"

As if hearing the peasant woman's words, the big red hand took the peasant woman away as promised, but did not return his child.

"Fairy, goblin, let my grandfather go!"

In another part of the village and town, the immature voice of a drooping child sounded, he was originally hidden in the cabinet by his grandfather, but seeing that his grandfather was taken away by the monster in the air, the child couldn't sit still, and took the initiative to jump out of the cabinet, shouting at the big hand that grabbed the grandfather.

"Haha, childish hatred, what I lack is this childish hatred, your grandfather can't come back, but why am I here to be your grandfather? hahahahaha!"

The Scarlet Phantom seems to have discovered the boy a long time ago, and the reason for capturing his grandfather is to make the boy hate him, compared to the peasant woman and the middle-aged man, the Scarlet Phantom seems to value this immature boy more.

Then the blood flashed, and the child was taken away, and his grandfather was naturally not released. (To be continued.) )