Time seems to have stopped at this moment. Everyone's eyes were focused on Shiraishi's body, even those monks who were on the run. They were so shocked by Shiraishi's actions that they seemed to have forgotten to flee.

And the speed of the white stone was indeed too fast, and when his body suddenly jumped up, when he appeared in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of those monks, and then his expression changed dramatically, and he looked at these monks.

"Why do you want to work for the Barbarian Mountain Ancestor!" Bai Shi stood in place and did not attack at the first time. The move seemed to come as a surprise to everyone. In the eyes of these people, the moment the white stone fell in front of them, it should have suddenly swung the purple electric sword in his hand, and then opened the killing ring to them.

But at this time, except for the fierce light and anger in his eyes, Bai Shi did not make an attack.

But the fall of his footsteps also instantly shocked these fleeing people. In front of them, Baishi was indeed too powerful, so strong that they had almost no power to resist, as if they were sitting still!

But even so, for the sake of those women and children. There were some monks who didn't retreat. Instead, he rushed out suddenly, putting those women and children behind him, as if to make the first line of defense for them.

As Shiraishi's deep shouts fell, no one answered his words. Because Shiraishi is a demon in their eyes at this time. As for the demons, they would rather die than have anything to do with them. And they are no longer the fear of Baishi as before, but at this moment, it is more of a resentment.

"We are working hard for the ancestor of the Barbarian Mountain, what do we have to do with you. Since our cultivation is not as good as yours...... Then we are willing to die. I just hope that after you kill us, you will spare these women and children. After all, they were all people who didn't have the slightest cultivation power. “

There was a monk who was holding a sword in his hand at the moment, facing Shiraishi, as if he was guarding against Baishi's attack. But he didn't take the initiative to attack, but stood in front of the crowd and said in a small voice.

The man was dressed in a gray robe. But the gray was not the original color of the garment. Rather, it is contaminated with dust. It seems that for more than 100 years, there have been endless vicissitudes in his body, and it can be clearly seen from his face that he has been plagued by endless years. But even so, there was still no trace of exhaustion in his eyes. It was a kind of determination, a kind of preparation for death, and his gaze was fixed on Shiraishi's body and remained motionless. Appears to be very vigilant. It seems to be wary of Shiraishi's attack at any time, and he is ready for the dying struggle.

Hearing this person's words, Shiraishi's expression fluctuated slightly, but it was not noticed by the others. But after this slight fluctuation, he turned his gaze to the crying child from before. Under this throw, Shiraishi immediately saw that in the corner of the child's eyes, there were undried tears. And under this blending of eyes. The boy did not retreat in the slightest, but with a kind of resentment. He hated ...... It was the man in front of him who he thought he was a demon.

His body was shaking, but it was an attempt to break free. Because at this time he wanted to rush forward, but was attacked by his mother. Just pulling. Even though he didn't have any cultivation power, he still wanted to step forward and avenge his father.

Shiraishi is very aware of this feeling. He knew it clearly. After losing one's home, the impact on a person is great.

Shiraishi's gaze didn't linger on the child for long. After a moment, he looked at the monk who was speaking, and although his lips did not sigh lightly, he sighed inwardly. The resentment in his eyes gradually disappeared at this time, and in the face of the monk's words, Bai Shi said softly: "I just want to know what is the Dao of Lu, the ancestor of the Barbarian Mountain...... It's worth your life. ”

The monk seemed to sense something, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Facing Bai Shi's words, he seemed to feel a glimmer of hope: "Our cultivation is given by the ancestor of the Barbarian Mountain, if we betray it... Regarded as infidelity!"

Bai Shi took a step forward slowly, and after this step just fell, the strength of his body's cultivation gradually converged at this time. The child, however, suddenly broke free from his mother's palm, and before anyone could react, he rushed out of the crowd and stood in front of the white stone. Clenching that small fist, it was a swing.

"You give back my father, you give back my father. The child was waving and shouting.

At this time, the child's mother also changed her expression and rushed out of the crowd. Before he came to Shiraishi, he fell to his knees. Weeping and pleading, "Please, don't kill my son, please." ”

The crying of these two mothers and sons made Baishi's heart tremble suddenly, like a knife cut.

He looked at the woman, and before all the monks dared to come forward, he whispered, "I won't kill him, get up."

In fact, when the woman pleaded, she had no hope. Because he felt that Shiraishi was likely not to let go of his child, so when she heard Shiraishi's words, her crying voice suddenly stopped. There was an incredible look in his eyes. But in an instant, this look was transformed, and she thanked her again and again.

The woman stood up, wiped tears from her eyes, and got up to pull her child. But he was stopped by Baishi and said, "Let him fight, I killed his father and destroyed your home, let him vent for a while." ”

Bai Shi's words made all the monks stunned for a moment, and their eyes showed an incredible look.

No one thought that Shiraishi would say such a thing. Even the white fox who has been guarding Baishi's side for many years is the same!

Outside of this sixth day, the southern ions in the sky also clearly understood everything that happened at this time. His gaze was condensed on the child who was still beating the white stone, and his vicissitudes of life revealed a bit of profundity. Even under this depth, his eyes were a little moist. Yes, that's what Nanion doesn't want to see the most.

"I didn't want war, because war will cost people their homes. War will make people's hearts ache, and war will fill the hearts of innocent children with resentment......" Nan Ion sighed softly, and groaned in his heart.

At this time, both the monks in the mining village and the monks who were originally stationed at the entrance of the Sixth Day Passage stopped attacking. One by one, they focused their eyes on the child's voice, and the child's crying echoed in their ears.

Every time a sound comes out, it's like a heart-rending pain. made their bodies tremble suddenly, as if they understood something. So their eyes couldn't help but glow with a little crystal.

Yes, at this moment, they finally understand how great the damage that war brings to people.

But in this void, there is still the smell of blood, and when people smell it before, it is a kind of blood boiling. But after letting them smell it at this moment, it is a kind of, endless grief. The smell of blood comes from the warriors they once stood side by, from their compatriots. From their brothers, even from the people they love the most.

But all this has come to naught. Either way, there are casualties. Immersed in the desire to kill, they didn't feel the grief. But at this moment, when everything was calm, but the child's cries and cries were especially loud at the entrance of the Sixth Day Passage, their hearts ...... It hurts!

It was a complete pain, heart-rending! Breathing in pain, shortness of breath.

Looking back, the dearest one is no longer there, and the warrior who once talked and laughed with him has turned into nothingness. and the most familiar face, but at the moment it was lying in a pool of blood, and its eyes were closed forever.

But before that, Shiraishi gave them the opportunity not to go to war. But they weren't sure. Because they were afraid of death, they were afraid that the Barbarian Mountain Master would kill them, so they had to fight. But the cost of this war is so heavy. They thought they could fight Shiraishi, but when the real battle began, they found that there was no possibility. But all this has already happened, and it is impossible to stop, so even if they die, they are fighting.

Until when they realize that their lives can be taken into account, they cannot forget that the dearest person, the friendliest companion, has gone. Their hearts were broken, their eyes were moist.

Yes, the cause of all this is war. In this entire cultivation realm, it seems that something has to happen.

In this cultivation realm, it was originally a world where the weak eat the strong. Monks who are weak in cultivation are often in danger of death. Therefore, in order to survive, they have to constantly improve their cultivation, and they also have to keep going to war.

But all this, in their eyes at this moment, the price paid is too great. They didn't want that, so almost at this moment, in the hearts of every monk, the same question was echoing, why wouldn't we live together peacefully......

Even in Shiraishi's heart, it was the same: "This war should not have happened. ”

Bai Shi sighed softly, groaned in his heart, looked at all the monks who did not continue to fight at this moment, and then gently pulled the child away, took a step forward, his eyes showed vicissitudes, but it seemed extremely profound, and the cultivation power that oozed from his body was also at this moment, slowly converged, and the sword in his hand, under the control of his mind, returned to the storage bag on his waist. Even the Chaos Armor on that body disappeared at this moment. It looks like it's ready to compromise with these people, and it seems to be trying to express something. (To be continued......)