The little boy wiped the blood off his face, puffed out his chest, and looked at He Xi with an attitude that said, "I'm not afraid at all."
This arrogant look made He Xi want to laugh out loud.
The little boy's face turned red, and he quickly turned around and ran to the iron cage, chopped off all the locks with a machete, and let the children out one by one.
At this time, Gu Liufeng had already knocked down everyone in the basement by himself.
He stood in a sea of blood and corpses, pointed his sword at an old man who was refining medicine, and said coldly: "Tell me, why did you capture so many children?"
“Please spare me, Immortal, please spare me… We were only hired to refine the Soul-Replenishing and Soul-Purifying Pills for these kids. We don’t know anything else!”
"Please spare our lives, Immortal. We are all members of the Murong family. If you kill us, the Murong family will not let you go."
"If...if there are immortal's children or nephews among these children, the immortal can just take them away..."
Before the old man could finish his words, Gu Liufeng slashed him with a sword, and his head and body were separated, and he died.
He walked towards Chen Laoba, whose arm was cut off, and put the tip of the sword against Chen Laoba's neck. He said slowly, "Tell me, what does Murong Feng want to do by capturing these children? Where did he capture these children from?"
Chen Laoba was so frightened when he saw his companions being killed one after another by Gu Liufeng that his soul was gone and his feces and urine were all over the floor.
He held his broken arm and said in a trembling voice, "I... don't know anything. We are only responsible for drawing blood from these children. The people above need three large basins of blood every day, and it must be the blood of boys and girls with spiritual roots. We really don't know what it is used for!"
Gu Liufeng glanced at the copper basin placed beside him. It was as big as a wellhead and as high as the knees. How many boys and girls would be needed to fill it with so much blood
Gu Liufeng said coldly: "Where did you get so many children? Moreover, they need to have spiritual roots..."
"They are... street children." Chen Laoba said while gritting his trembling teeth, "They are basically street children, and some were stolen from remote villages. As long as they are children with a little bit of spiritual roots, we have brought them here!"
Gu Liufeng took a deep breath and suddenly laughed softly: "Xiao Yue'er, did you see that? This is the Murong family, one of the four great families in Yanjing City. Hehe... I actually have such dirty blood in my body."
He Xi walked forward slowly, and the purple vine in his hand shot out and pierced into Chen Laoba's body.
Chen Laoba's eyes were full of horror, and then he widened his eyes, feeling the blood in his body being slowly, bit by bit, sucked away by the purple vines.
“Mercy… Spare my life…”
His voice was hoarse and broken, but as his blood and flesh were drained away bit by bit, he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Chen Laoba remembered that he had cut the throats of those children in the same way and watched them wail and struggle, watched them scream and beg, watched the blood drain from their bodies bit by bit and lose their young lives.
At that time, he was so excited and proud, but now, things have changed and retribution has come so quickly!
Ziming Youluo shook the shriveled corpse on the vine, threw it away with disgust, and then happily returned to Hexi's hands.
He Xi touched the shaking leaves on the vine, and then said to Gu Liufeng indifferently: "There is no dirty blood in this world, only dirty people. No one can decide their birth, but at least we can decide the path we want to take." (To be continued)