The horse thieves whizzed by, and the last man brandished a torch to set the haystack on fire, and then continued to rush forward. The spring breeze is proud, and this is their most high-spirited moment.

At this moment, the leader of the horse thieves suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

They rushed in for so long, set a lot of fires, but never saw blood.

The village was full of running figures, but the shouts grew quieter, and the horse thieves rushed towards them with great vigour, but the mud-legged men always escaped in their own strange ways, and the robbers had been killing for so long that they had not even caught a single one.

"No!" the expected scenario began to distinguish from reality, according to previous experience, there should be at least a few hard-nosed mud legs relying on a little crop to resist the blades of the robber grandfathers, after the souls of those few people returned to the underworld, there will be respected old men who are elected to beg the grandfathers to show mercy, and then the grandfathers refuse his begging with a cruel smile, and harvest their lives in a noisy and panicked cry, all the way to the rampage, where corpses are everywhere and blood is everywhere......

Only this time, they didn't kill anyone, and they didn't see any women or children, but they seemed to be deliberately led to an open place.

The five thousand taels of silver promised by that man may not be as easy to earn as he imagined.

"Hold on first!" the leader of the horse thieves suddenly raised his hand, and the whole team stopped.

"What's the matter, big brother, why are you stopping?"

"Didn't you see a woman, and the eldest brother was not interested?"

The leader of the horse thieves ignored the bandits' chaotic inquiries, he looked around and found that there were people coming out of the darkness on all sides, each holding a knife, gun and club, and the eyes were all murderous, more vicious than his own group of robbers, which was like the mouth of the big official "a gang can only have a few hands of crops and mud legs"!

"You're really here!" The old village chief with white hair straightened up, and his grim expression looked like a battle-hardened general, "Ill-intentioned people, dare to be unfavorable to the little boy, and there is no mercy!"

"Wait, we're just ......" The situation reversed, the horse thieves turned into shivering lambs, and the leader was about to explain a few words, when a sudden cold arrow pierced his throat. The shouts of killing sounded from all sides, and a strong man with a bow beside the village chief opened his bow and arrows again with an expressionless face, his hand fell tightly, the wind was fierce, and the two small leaders behind the leader of the horse thieves also fell off their horses.

At this point, the scene turned into a one-sided killing.

Qin Yan, who was asleep, was awakened by the sound of shouting and killing, and ran out with his clothes on, and his eyes were suddenly occupied by the scene of fire and tragic fighting. Dozens of horse thieves crushed each other, shouting and screaming, screaming, neighing horses, and the dull sound of knives and guns stabbing into flesh mixed together to shake his eardrums.

As far as he could see, the blades glowed red in the light of the fire, the horse thieves kept falling, the red liquid spewing out of their bodies merged into the picture of blood and fire, the grinding disc of war crushed one life after another, and the soul dissipated in the blood light. It was not the first time he had seen the degradity of human life, but the scenes of war were more shocking than a solo dance. Even if the cultivation level of the people in the field is not the highest level of the middle level of the Earth Yuan, but when hundreds of people gather together, they have a terrifying momentum that makes Qin Yan, who has been living and dying for a long time, frightened.

He even began to doubt the meaning of the path he was pursuing. Can a person's hard-honed edge be compared to the thousands of troops and horses under the power of the sky?

The chaos ended quickly, none of the horse thieves in the Xiaoao Mountain Forest could escape, and the anger of the Ye family needed them to fill it with their lives. The noise and screams ceased completely, and even the battlefield was quickly cleaned and the fire was extinguished. The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, all the lights were extinguished, and the village was quiet again. It's as if nothing had happened just now. But it was this eerie tranquility, like the shadow of a crouching giant beast, that made several pairs of eyes in the distance of the night feel a chill.

Qin Yan lay back on the bed, and after thinking for a while, he fell asleep again.

Probably affected by the previous killing, he had a chaotic dream, and the situation in the dream was not described or remembered, and only the impression of a sword remained.

I don't know if he is in heaven or the abyss, he is dancing his sword in a trance, he seems to be walking along an endless path, surrounded by a hazy place, without any guidance, only he himself is telling himself that this is the path he is pursuing. Walking and walking, various emotions emerged one after another, persistence, hatred, hesitation, unyielding, and preferring death...... An unfamiliar voice suddenly shouted in his ear: "Can you really abandon her?

"She?" he asked himself in a low voice, his feet slowing down, his tone unconsciously wavering.

At this moment, there were suddenly shackles, and huge chains poked out of the void, binding him firmly, unable to advance or retreat, and he froze in place.

"Greed, hatred, hatred, love and evil desires, entangled in seven poisons, there is no way to retreat, if you don't cut off the sword of vain, you will be trapped here, and you will sink forever!"

Under the light of the Buddha, the body seemed to become much lighter in an instant, and the chains were untied in circles, and the lost people who were broken by the Buddha were about to fly away. However, just as the joy of consummation was approaching, the vowed person became obsessed with it: "All beings have affection, but why is the Tao ruthless? If I deviate from my feelings, will there be any meaning to this path?"

In the void on the top of the vault, the magnificent and vast Buddha voice replied: "The word love is like a fire burning on ice, the fire melts, and the ice melts and the fire is extinguished." From love to worry, from love to fear, if separated from the lover, worry-free and fearless. ”

The young man stared in deep thought, his face was sometimes frightened, sometimes angry, sometimes hesitant, and many chains lingered around him, lingering. After a long time, his brows suddenly relaxed, and he smiled: "I can't leave my love after all." Maybe there may not be no way of affection in the world?" After saying this, all the chains rushed up and bound him again.

Seeing this scene, the Buddha voice in the void had to sigh: "All living beings are greedy, hateful, and infatuated, and eventually they are snares, and they are cocooned and bound to ......" The ethereal voice became farther and farther away, and finally faded away.

The young man also let out a sigh: "I have a sword in my heart, and I don't cut vain or obsession." I once said I wanted to be with her, and as long as I didn't die, that decision wouldn't change. ”

The junction of heaven and earth began to be contaminated by a misty halo, and the space collapsed layer by layer, and the whole world was disillusioned and shattered.

In the darkness of the present world, Qin Yan suddenly leaned up from the bed, raised his right wrist, and the long sword at the head of the bed had come out of its sheath, slashing through the darkness, dragging out a graceful arc. Then he shook his hand and put the sword into the sheath, and only then did he open his eyes, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and his left hand slowly touched forward, and suddenly his fingers hurt, as if he had touched a sharp thin thread, and he hurriedly retracted his hand, and found that the hot and humid liquid had flowed out of his fingertips.