The blood is like a canal, slowly spreading on the flat ground, because it flows too much, even the rainstorm can't wash it away, gradually merged from small strands into broad strands, flowing through the water that trampled the stagnant water Loud purple oil boots.
The purple cloaks walked through the bloody water with strides, bloodstains glistened on the point of the cold sword under the cloak, they stepped on countless crimson footprints, stepped into the hall, into the courtyard and into the backyard, the purple cloak with blood and wind and rain A volume of shadows, like a nightmare descended on the house of Li's family, a poet and book heir.
"Clap clack."
The sound of blood sticking to the soles of the shoes, and the dull thumping sound. In the rainstorm, all sounds seemed to be stuffed in a jar, or muffled as if the throat was blocked.
"Ah—" The woman's scream was accompanied by the sound of her clothes being torn, and at the same time the lightning suddenly lit up, as if the sky was torn apart in an instant, revealing her snow-colored flawless body.
In the rainstorm, the vague laughter was lascivious, and the tone was wild.
"... She really is a beauty... I didn't come here for nothing!"
"Brother, hurry up... Seeing this white meat, brother, I can't hold back anymore..."
"What's the rush! Line up one by one! I heard that the new daughter-in-law of Lao Li's family is stunning within a hundred miles. Let's have fun today!"
The wind and rain knock on the window, and the rain is like a whip, breaking the filth of the world, but not the dust of human nature.
"Ow—"
Suddenly there was another man's cry of pain, followed by a crisp sound of "pa", the sky was so bright that the sky was shaken, and someone scolded angrily: "Bitch! How dare you bite me!"
Then there was the sound of struggling and shouting again, and suddenly the door was knocked open with a "bang", and the woman with disheveled clothes and bare skin rushed out, crashing headlong into the rain.
Her bright red wedding dress was torn to pieces, and she didn't know the depth of blood or water. Her black hair was scattered and stuck to Yubai's forehead by the rain. She stumbled out and kicked. Stumbling over a corpse, Gululu rolled away, struggled to get up and have a look.
"Husband—"
The woman screamed, and rushed forward to hug the dead body of the groom, her husband, her husband, a quarter of an hour ago she was full of joy waiting for him to pick up the red hijab on the golden scale, a quarter of an hour Then she tripped over his still warm corpse lying on the door of the new house.
Someone was chasing after her, and the woman closed her open hand, gritted her teeth and rushed down the steps, another somersault at the bottom of the steps, she fell dizzy and got up to see, and there was another heart-piercing scream.
"Daddy—"
Her father who came to see her off tonight, because of heavy rain, did not come home, opened eyes to her that could never be closed.
The woman knelt in the rain, trembling all over. The big raindrops were stirred up by her uncontrollable trembling, and splashed down in front of the court with blood. The men who chased them suddenly stopped chasing them. They walked slowly Holding my chest, I stood under the eaves of the weather-proof corridor and laughed loudly.
"Bitch, let me run - who do you expect to save you today?"
"What are you chasing after? After she finishes circling around to see all the corpses, why don't she come back and lie down obediently under us?"
Someone came over lightly, bowed and flatteringly handed over an umbrella, and said to the man on the steps who was wearing his pants, "Captain, it's fun to play in the rain, it's slippery like a fish, it's so delicious..."
The team leader's eyes brightened, he patted the man's shoulder with a big smile, and said, "You're strong enough!"
The man smiled flatteringly, bent over and the lantern illuminated his face, it was Lizheng who had toasted Meng Fuyao at the banquet earlier but was frozen.
He bent down deeply, and wiped his sweat... This group of men was stationed nearby, saying that they were looking for a certain enemy criminal, but they had nothing to do. They forced him to find a yellow-flowered woman to vent his anger all day long, and even fell in love with him The thirteen-year-old second girl of my family... had no choice but to send the daughter-in-law of Lao Li's family up... But but... These purple cloak masters are so cruel... Lao Li's family is so miserable...
Li Zheng lowered his head deeply, dodging his eyes everywhere, not daring to look at the dead corpse in the rainy ground on the steps.
The purple cloak captain, however, became interested in his proposal, strode down the steps, and Lizheng hurriedly followed carefully with his umbrella in hand.
... The woman couldn't run anymore, and she was struggling to crawl among the bloody corpses all over the ground. She vaguely remembered in her heart that the county magistrate didn't leave because of the heavy rain, and now lives in the guest room in the backyard. He is the protector of hundreds of thousands of people in Guanyuan County. Today, the corpses of the Li family tragedy are all over the place. As long as he is there, he will always give justice!
She has to avenge the Li family's hatred!
It was this last hope that supported her, with her broken body, struggling step by step in the rainwater, and crawling towards the backyard that could be reached in a few steps, but is now as difficult as a moat.
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In the guest room in the backyard, Meng Fuyao sat cross-legged and told Tie Cheng who hurried over: "Don't leave this room even a single step, don't let anyone disturb us, now we are depending on you." She glanced at the sound and rushed over Zhong Yi said in a low voice: "Remember, you have a great responsibility."
Tie Cheng understood, nodded his head heavily, turned his back to Meng Fuyao and faced the window, drew his sword in his hand, and guarded without blinking his eyes.
The rain was so heavy that it rushed away and shouted and howled. It was really difficult to distinguish the sound from the thunderous rain, but Tie Cheng frowned suddenly.
He vaguely heard a miserable voice calling for his father.
Tiecheng opened his eyes wide, trying to find the source of the sound from the vast rain, and then he saw something slowly crawling towards the gate of the backyard.
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The woman was crawling, dragging mud and blood all over her body in the heavy rain, walking the most desolate and difficult road in her life with her elbows and knees.
The purple cloak captain sneered, and followed slowly step by step. She struggled to take a step, and he took a slow step. He was carefully holding an umbrella on top of his head. The wind and rain were not clear. Sliding up and down the curvy female body, I felt that the buttocks were delicate and swollen, the shoulders were thin and pretty, the rain-soaked skin was half-exposed, and there was such a struggling and wriggling posture, It has more charm than stripping naked on the bed, and it can arouse the animal desire surging deep in a man's blood.
He swallowed, feeling his lower body tighten again.
The back yard is already in sight.
In the three wing rooms facing the backyard door, there lived a county's parent officer, the noble and reserved county magistrate, the last hope of the Li family's daughter-in-law.
The magistrate is awake.
He is a light sleeper, especially after taking too much money these years, he is more and more afraid of encountering ghosts when he walks at night, sleeping in his own home and getting up in the middle of the night to count the money under the bed, let alone sleeping in someone else's house.
He shrank behind the window, licked the paper on the broken window, and watched the woman wriggling like a ghost in the heavy rain with trembling eyes.
Beside him was the township official who lived with him, trembling in panic like sifting chaff, seeing Li's daughter-in-law crawling over like a ghost inch by inch, and the man behind him approaching with a grinning grin, becoming more panicked and resentful, thinking about that The woman brought the murderous purple cloak into the backyard, putting them in danger, and couldn't help but "scared" and cursed in a low voice: "Hey! This woman! This woman!"
The magistrate of the county covered his eyes helplessly, and sighed: "Foolish! Faint!"
I don't know who I'm scolding.
The bride of the Li family couldn't hear the VIP's scolding. She raised her bloody, tear-stained face and looked at the closed door on the steps with hope. In a trance, she seemed to see the county magistrate striding out of the door, scolding these evil wolves with righteous words. , With a wave of his big hand, he rushed forward with the officers and soldiers, rescued her, and avenged the Li family.
However, the rain was pouring down like that, and the door was still tightly closed.
"grown ups-"
The mournful woman struggled to climb up the steps to pick off the door knocker. The captain of the purple cloak sneered and did not stop her.
"She knocked, she knocked, said I wasn't in, said I wasn't in—"
"My lord, don't panic, don't panic, just pretend to be asleep..."
"My lord!!" The woman couldn't push the door open, and the door was firmly blocked by the stool. She lay on the steps, half in the rain and half in front of the door, and kowtowed loudly, "My lord... please help me..."
"Dead girl, dead girl!" The lord turned his back, and covered his head with the quilt, blocking the mournful female voice and the sound of pouring rain from the thick and warm quilt provided for him.
Inside the door, there is no shock from the wind and rain, the thick quilt is wrapped into a cocoon, blood is flowing outside the door, and tears are turned into tears in the rain.
The spark of justice and passion never shines in humble hearts.
The woman raised her head, with bruises and fresh blood running down her forehead, but she didn't seem to feel it, she just calmed down suddenly, quietly staring at the door that belonged to her family but would never be opened to her, and instantly understood the meaning of this world. The dirty and shameless, the cowardice and selfishness of human nature.
Captain Zicloak, however, had already grinned impatiently, strode forward, picked up the woman's hair, turned and left.
"My lord," Li Zheng hurriedly chased after him with an umbrella, pointed to the back of this wing room, and said, "It seems that there are a few quacks staying here today. Their martial arts are so high, do you want to..."
He caressed his still sore arm and looked in that direction bitterly.
"People from the Jianghu?" Captain Zicloak was stunned, and then laughed wildly, "So what about the people from the Jianghu? Don't you dare to say anything? Dare to take care? I'm killing you like me! Just look, I'm in front of those people today Play with this woman all over, and keep them safe without daring to make a sound!"
He laughed wildly, pulled the Li family's daughter-in-law by her hair, dragged her to Meng Fuyao's door, raised his hand to grab it, and with a sound of "tearing", there was nothing on the woman's body.
"ah-"
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When Li's daughter-in-law crawled into the backyard, Meng Fuyao had already entered a state of trance.
In order to better supplement the lost strength of Changsun Wuji, she did not hesitate to return her own strength, but this kind of behavior is as dangerous as walking a tightrope, and if she is a little alarmed, all previous efforts will be wasted, and it will even harm the two of them.
Tie Cheng's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
He stayed in the room, listening to the crying and screaming in the courtyard, as if he was being tortured by the most tragic torture in the world. He was so anxious that he leaned on the window and stepped on his feet countless times to look and look. I looked at Meng Fuyao time and time again, hoping that she would wake up earlier so that I could escape to save others, and then heard the woman's mournful voice calling for the magistrate, hoping that the magistrate would help her, but in the end she had nowhere to turn. He is also eye-opening.
His breathing filled the room—rapid, chaotic, uncontrollable.
He wanted to stand up countless times, shot electricity out of the window, paused in mid-air countless times, and fell to the ground slumped.
He is not alone, there is someone behind him who needs his protection, and his greatest wish in life is to follow her and protect her, even if she doesn't need him most of the time.
But this time, really, she said: You have a great responsibility.
Her words weighed a thousand pounds, and he could no longer cross the high wall of promise.
No, you can't.
The rain curtain was like a wall, the huge transparent wall that was smashed down by the hand of the gods, the wall was so cold in front of his eyes, and then blocked into the bottom of his heart, he opened his eyes that were already sore, and splashed down through the eaves like a spring. In the flowing water, I saw several shadows striding over, "Kada Kuada" stepped on the water, holding something soft in his hand.
The soft thing was dragged over and slammed into the puddle in the backyard. He raised his clothes with a gesture and started crying.
The world is white, but Tie Cheng's eyes are red.
The blood in his body seemed to be no longer his own, and all the blood rushed out of his veins, roaring towards this rainy night, towards the killing and shamelessness, adultery and tyranny in this rainy night.
As soon as he lifted his legs, he flew up and rushed out without hesitation.
His body was pulled suddenly, and when he looked back and saw it was Zhong Yi, Tie Cheng said angrily, "Let me go!"
Zhong Yi looked at him whose eyes were bloodshot and maddened with grief and indignation. He was silent for a while, and then he really let go. Tie Cheng ran out quickly, but he heard the people behind him coldly say: "Go, go quickly, and then attract the enemies together, and then , killed your master."
Tiecheng maintained the position of one leg outside the other leg, and froze.
"I really don't know why she would accept you as a guard?" The voice of the person behind him sneered, and he was no longer as cute and obedient as before. Protect your master well, instead of always remembering to hoe the strong and help the weak to see injustice, that is what knights do, I say, you should be your knight, and you are not qualified to be a guard."
Tie Cheng froze there, his five fingers deeply inserted into the window lattice, and the wooden thorns pricked blood from his fingertips, but he really didn't move anymore. After a long while, he turned around very slowly. Zhong Yi actually heard the creaking sound of bones twisting hard.
Still he turned around.
The moment he turned around, his eyes turned deep red, like blood.
Zhong Yi looked at him with miraculous eyes, and said in a low voice for a long while: "End... Endure this moment, you endure this moment, it is better than you do a thousand things for your master."
"Tap my acupuncture points..." Tie Cheng gritted his teeth and begged, "Tap my acupuncture points!"
"You don't worry about me?" Zhong Yi sneered, Tie Cheng froze, let out a low howl, and squatted down fiercely with his head in his arms.
There was still a group of small white shadows squatting on the ground. Master Yuan Bao had already found a mouse hole, and buried his head in a relative's house regardless of the dirt.
The room fell silent, everyone was holding back their breath, everyone's eyes reflected flickering light in the dark, the light was full of blood and pain, and wherever it stabbed, new wounds were added.
In that silence, the sound of wind and rain and screams became more violent and clear, whipping the man's blood like a whip.
But for her, endure! Everyone is holding back!
Meng Fuyao on the bed suddenly moved slightly.
Her true power has been running for a week just now, and she is trying to input it along Changsun Wuji's meridian, because this level is too important, she dare not enter it, and wants to find out the direction of Changsun Wuji's true energy first, so she first There was a pause.
Just after such a stop, she heard the call outside the window.
It was the sound of a woman struggling and moaning when she was subjected to violence, the sound of her clothes being torn, and the sound of more than one man's lewd laughter. Those sounds were mixed with the sound of violent rain, and they were very weak. Shocking like a giant thunder!
Right outside her house, in front of the window, under her nose, there is a woman who is being tortured the most in the world!
how! Can!
Meng Fuyao heard a loud noise in his head, and subconsciously let go of his hands, his first instinct was to jump up and rush out, killing people!
However, just as the fingers were withdrawn, the grandson Wuji's true qi under her palm was suddenly disturbed by her restless aura. It surged like a stormy sea, disrupting the inner aura in an instant!
Meng Fuyao froze.
She can't move... can't move... can't move!
Her real power has entered Changsun Wuji's meridian drainage, removing it now will kill Changsun Wuji!
But if she doesn't move now, the woman outside the window will be gang-raped to death right under her nose!
Meng Fuyao started to tremble.
Right now, in front of you, is the hardest decision in your life.
If you let go of him, you will lose him; if you don't let him go, you will lose your dignity and reason for being a human being!
She was courageous and courageous all her life, but she encountered all sorts of embarrassments that she had never experienced in her life on a stormy night in this foreign town.
How can she let go, and ruin her close friend who has been with the wind and rain with the same heart, and who has fallen to such a point because of her
How can she not let go, and listen to the things that all women in the world can't tolerate happen to her, and still stand still
At this moment, Meng Fuyao heard a wolf-like howl in his heart.
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That howling Yin Ran was blood-stained, shattering her heroic spirit all her life, and rubbing her blood-colored ruthlessly, the steel-wire-like persistence deep in her heart was unbearable, and suddenly broke.
The heavens are ruthless, as far as Si!
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At this moment, the woman outside the window is being miserably ravaged, and everyone inside the window is deeply tortured by conscience.
It is impossible to tell who is in more pain than whom.
Zhong Yi didn't move. He turned his back to the window and raised his head, his pale complexion getting paler.
Tiecheng didn't move, he held his head, his neck bones rattling under the pressure of his arms.
Meng Fuyao... didn't move.
She really sat upright, the hand on the back of Changsun Wuji was as stable as ever, and even her fingers didn't tremble a bit, directing qi, draining, dredging, drawing in... a good step.
It's just that the corners of her lips were slowly bleeding. It was the blood from the tip of her tongue and lips bitten off by herself, and the blood that could no longer be controlled in her inner organs.
The blood first formed drops, then clustered into streams, and finally gathered into streams. The more it flowed, the more it flowed, the faster it flowed. It dropped her jaw, dropped her collar, fell onto her skirt, and finally wet a large area of the bedding. She sat cross-legged like this. In the bloody quilt, his eyes were burning, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but his expression and fingers were as calm as he was, paying attention to Changsun Wuji.
She only looked at her eldest grandson Wuji.
Look at his thin back, look at his black hair like silk, look at his delicate but pale and transparent side face, look at his long eyelashes drooping calmly.
This kind of him, such an indelible face written in her memory, she can have it unselfishly, but she is never willing to let it disappear forever.
She wants him to live a good life, as he was before he met her, noble, chic, free and powerful, looking down at the top of the world, changing the vicissitudes of life with a smile.
For these words that should belong to him, she did not hesitate to praise her father to run day by day, rushing ahead of fate, trying to piece together the complete and flawless him.
Even if that price is in exchange for her life's dignity.
Just let her be... selfish once in this life, even if she will bear the sin of eternal life from now on.
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Some people are laughing loudly, some people are crying silently.
In the rainy field, the strong and energetic purple cloaks took turns savoring the women under them, enjoying the "slippery and refreshing" ride in the rain that they had never tried in their life.
The snow-white skin was covered with viscous juice, and it was also flopping like a fish on the ground. The screams had gradually weakened. On the scrambling ground on that side, there was a reddish color constantly mixed with the rainwater. Scattered.
The men laughed heartily, slapped each other, and the wanton laughter resounded through the courtyard and into the silent room.
"...Didn't the Lord say, just play in front of them! Guaranteed not to fart!"
"What the hell, dare to fight against us?"
"Look... Grandpa is so cool... Come out and kowtow a few times. If Grandpa is happy, I'll let you have some fun!"
"Just lick it clean for Grandpa!"
There was a burst of wanton laughter, mixed with the woman's shrill cry as if she was trying her best:
"The sky has no eyes! Do not bless the innocent!"
"boom!"
There was a thunderclap in the court, shaking the house so much that it seemed to shake, lightning flashed across the sky, flickering and flying, black clouds were illuminated layer by layer, and weighed down like fish scales and golden armor.
Heaven is angry!
The huge thunder shook all the men in the courtyard to a halt, and Tie Cheng, who was kneeling on the ground, swayed and hit the side of the bed. Both Changsun Wuji and Meng Fuyao shook, and then a small body suddenly rolled down from Changsun Wuji's lapel. Box.
The box was opened, revealing the snow-white pill that Meng Fuyao had given him earlier.
The fragrance of the medicine was clear, pressing into his nostrils, Meng Fuyao opened his eyes, and his eyes flicked over the pill like lightning.
Improvement of skill... Improvement of skill... If you can improve, you can get rid of it earlier, and you can save this woman's life!
She automatically ignored Zong Yue's repeated warnings - the medicine is overbearing, and she must rest for a month after taking it, so as not to use force if she cultivates her true energy slowly.
Meng Fuyao raised his gaze, and directly approached Zhong Yi, beckoning him to feed her the pill.
Zhong Yi hesitated for a moment, Meng Fuyao's eyes became sharper, Zhong Yi's eyes glanced at the blood that had not stopped flowing from the corner of her lips, he gritted his teeth, stepped forward quickly, and stuffed the pill into her mouth.
He leaned on the edge of the bed with some worried hands, and carefully observed Meng Fuyao's demeanor. Almost instantly, Meng Fuyao's skin turned red when the pill was taken in. Yi was startled, and then saw the red color recede, and Meng Fuyao returned to normal.
Meng Fuyao felt dizzy when the pill was taken in, as if a giant cannon exploded in his chest, instantly blasting his flesh and blood into fragments and flying up to the clouds. At the critical moment of raising her skill, as long as she follows the trend, the seventh floor can go up to the next level. However, Meng Fuyao immediately reversed the power of her dantian, and sent that true energy to Changsun Wuji's meridian, feeling a shock in her body under her palm. Zhen, the true energy of Changsun Wuji's tortoise breath, because of this sudden and impenetrable rush, finally awakened, and began to slowly repair itself.
Meng Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully withdrew her hand. The moment her palm left Changsun Wuji, her heart was still very careful and stable. Once it was completely separated from his body, it immediately became a bolt of lightning!
Lightning that is black, but burns with red fire!
The black lightning flashed in the room, as quickly as if there were faint afterimages all around, and then disappeared, leaving only a low voice: "Tie Cheng left the guards!"
It rained continuously.
There was a "bang", like the second loud thunder, and the men looked up, and saw that the windows of the opposite room were suddenly shattered, and a black figure rushed out like thunder.
Stronger than thunder, more urgent than lightning, fiercer than rainstorm, stronger than blood!
The man kicked his foot in mid-air, and with one kick, he kicked over half of the wall! Amidst the rumbling and collapsing sound, she turned around and kicked, and the falling bricks were instantly turned into stone shadows by her, and smashed fiercely at the group of purple cloaks.
"Array—" shouted, the well-trained purple cloak reacted very quickly, Qi Qi jumped up with their bodies naked, their figures flickered and pulled away the formation in an instant, and the flying bricks all smashed towards them. The woman on the ground.
But Meng Fuyao has already arrived.
With her body on the ground, she flitted over as nimbly as a black kite, picked up the woman with a single hand, grabbed her scattered clothes to barely cover her body, and put her under a wisteria flower stand in the courtyard next to her. Then he turned around, somersaulted in mid-air, and rolled over in front of a purple cloak on the side of the formation.
That was the weakest link of the formation that had just been pulled apart—this man had just vented his anger, his clothes were the most disheveled, and he was still trying to pull his pants down.
Meng Fuyao didn't play any fancy tricks, just used herself as a cannonball, and crashed into it with a bang. She knocked herself into a black light, a flowing shadow, and a roaring boulder. She collided with Zhenli and splashed in all directions, and a one-meter radius around her body became a vacuum, and dripping water was hard to splash!
She slammed down her head like a huge black boulder, and saw despair and fear in the eyes of the opponent who was firmly locked and unable to avoid.
It made her happy, and made her feel the horror of venting her grief, indignation, and blood that seemed about to burst out!
"Hey!"
The moment the body bumped into each other, the hidden "killing sky" at the bottom of the elbow appeared and disappeared, when it appeared it was black, and when it disappeared it was blood red.
A broad blood rainbow was shot on the rainy ground!
Meng Fuyao laughed, laughing almost crazily, raised his hand and swiped the black light, the bloody head flew out, hitting his companion beside him!
The man saw the head of his companion who was standing beside him suddenly flying towards him. The despair and panic of the last moment of his life still remained on the head, which became more and more clearly magnified in his field of vision. Blood splattered, blinding his eyes.
Then he felt a chill on his neck.
Immediately he saw his own head also fly out, swirling strangely in the dark and rainy night sky, changing the panorama of 360 degrees during the tumbling, seeing the houses on all sides, and seeing a scene on the house. The motionless and lurking figure saw corpses all over the yard and brothers who were still rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the outer yard looking for soft goods, saw his own body standing in the rain, and was kicked out by the terrible black hurricane.
"boom-"
Chain head kick!
The head and body of the person who just died were kicked out again by Meng Fuyao and hit the next one.
The next crash! However, the man's head couldn't get back with the sickness of Meng Fuyao's true strength under the rage, the sword hadn't been pulled out halfway, the protruding eyes of the dead man's head had already approached his eyes, and the white eyeballs hit him, and then he felt a white light in his head A flash, and then something exploded.
His head was also smashed out, and he smashed it to the next one!
Dominoes of dead heads.
The muffled sound of "bang bang bang bang" kept ringing out, and the sound of the rainstorm sounded like the low growls and roars of ferocious beasts, rolling in the courtyard, Meng Fuyao's drenched black figure could no longer make out the specific outline, I only saw groups of wind and shadows interspersed among the crowd. The wind splashed red, white and white flowers in all directions, with broken limbs and arms and scattered pieces of meat all over the sky, accompanied by an uninterrupted low sound. Howling and screaming, washing away the bloody midnight rainstorm.
In an instant, nine people were killed in a row!
The ten violent in the rain in the courtyard are the ten with the best body, the highest martial arts, the highest martial arts and the most vigorous energy. After all, not every man is strong enough to dare to have sex in the rainstorm. The fierce assassination and arresting machine has always been trained in the most iron-blooded and ruthless way. This team, especially the elite among the elite, even if they encounter Meng Fuyao, they can still support it for a while.
However, the peerless character did not hesitate to hurt the bloody blow, and the wind and thunder reversed the change!
The ten most outstanding people still could not resist Meng Fuyao's reckless killing by thunderbolt and fury of thunderbolt.
Meng Fuyao moved forward in a hurricane, stepping on the corpses of nine people in an instant, and rushed to the last person. This is the leader of this hunt and extermination operation, the captain who first threw Li's new wife in front of Meng Fuyao's door.
He is also the smartest, the moment he saw heads flying one after another through the rain curtain, he immediately tried to back away and turn around.
As soon as he moved, a bolt of lightning came down from the sky, right in front of his feet, a seam in the bluestone in the courtyard was scorched, and he was only one step away from burning his toes.
He shrank his feet in fright, and then heard the wind behind him.
The sound of the wind came in a flash, and then in the white light that lit up the sky and the earth, he saw a black light rising, and he slapped hard!
"Snapped!"
There were screams and tiny shattering sounds, and some ugly things rolled down the ground.
Meng Fuyao swung his sword horizontally, smashing the roots of his descendants!
The captain twisted into a ball on the ground in extreme pain, and bounced unconsciously. This time it was no longer a comfortable and slippery flying fish, but this time it was a dead fish struggling with its white belly. He clutched his lower body and slid desperately on the ground. Try to swim out on the slippery ground, swim away from this nine-day killing god, and swim to the zone of life!
In addition to the guest courtyard in the backyard, there were forty people scattered in the front yard, looking for property.
Farther away, they have three groups of fifty people patrolling nearby. As long as he escapes from the backyard, alarms the brothers in the front yard, and then alarms the other groups nearby, they will not have to die!
Not only can he not die, but he can also contact the brigade distributed in Guanyuan County, and then report to the main brigade in Duanjing, and even report to the eldest princess! Surrounding this killing god layer by layer—their purple cloak already has a powerful information network and an organizational structure with layers of progressive connections!
As long as he escapes the backyard!
The team leader struggled desperately, slowly crawling forward dripping with blood, his posture was exactly the same as when the bride of the Li family was trying to escape earlier, Meng Fuyao held a sword in his mouth, his hair was disheveled and radiating cold light, replacing his previous role, he sneered and hugged his chest and followed step by step behind him.
The torrential rain poured down, and the sky poured gourds. This rain was endless, and it seemed to wash away all the blood and grief and anger of the bloody night when the murderer was killed, but it couldn't wash away the bloody woman again. Full of pent-up anger.
The squad leader crawled, and Meng Fuyao followed.
After following three steps, she suddenly stepped forward, raised her hand, one arm turned pale, and rolled and bounced away.
"ah!!"
Amidst the miserable screams soaring to the sky, Meng Fuyao's voice was clear and cold, like ice fished out of a deep well.
"This is the debt to pay for the murder of the Li family!"
The team leader clutched his severed arm, with a yellow face and lips trembling, desperately speeding up and crawling out in the severe pain that was about to be dizzy, Meng Fuyao took another step, and the cold light shone brightly.
One leg remained neatly and permanently on the bluestone slab.
"This is to repay the Li family's bride for being humiliated!"
The heart-piercing screams no longer sounded like human voices, but more like the creepy creaking sound made by the interlacing friction of midnight lightning and lightning, and the bloody thing on the ground was no longer human, more Like a beast that has been full of lust and has fallen into the trap of the hunter's room full of sharp teeth.
He was still cruising, rolling out thick blood one after another on the ground, Meng Fuyao stepped forward again, the black light of "Slaying the Sky" pierced into the chest and abdomen like a waterfall, with a murderous aura without hesitation Straight to the throat!
"This is revenge for being forced to degenerate by you!"
Red, green and green were splashed all over the ground, the ugly body twitched and remained motionless.
Meng Fuyao lowered his sword, gasped for breath, and covered his eyes with his hand for a while.
The rain and the blood on her palm flowed down swiftly, like the tears in the depths of my heart that have been blocked and stagnated since I heard that voice and made that choice.
I'm as shameless as you... actually...
The thing in the ground suddenly moved again.
This life is so tenacious, Ling Chi still has a breath left, still crawling heavily, desperately using his remaining hand to reach the door ahead.
A gate that separates the back yard from the front yard.
At this moment, the man on the verge of death lost his clear consciousness, and he also forgot about Meng Fuyao who was standing motionless behind him. The only thing he remembered in his bloody memory was this door representing vitality and hope.
By a hair's breadth.
Under the wisteria trellis by the door, a figure suddenly rushed out, stumbled and rushed over, hugged his arm, and slammed it fiercely!
"Kacha" sound of bone cracking, the weak woman who had never killed a chicken in her life, exhausted the greatest strength she could exert with the greatest hatred in her life, and finally heard this thrilling fracture.
The squad leader couldn't scream anymore, he twitched into a ball on the ground, and finally stood up straight, completely motionless.
The bride of the Li family let go of her hand, sat on the threshold, looked up to the sky and laughed.
Her legs were splayed, her whole body was bruised and bright red, and the ragged clothes couldn't cover her body at all. The snow-white ground was wet with all kinds of scars after abuse, which was even more ugly than the lump on the ground.
However, she laughed like that, such a happy, crazy, sharp, heart-piercing laugh, that laughter severely suppressed the sound of thunder and rain all over the sky, broke through the black clouds that pressed down on the dirty world, and her sharp sword and spear Generally, it directly pierces the endless grievances and silence of the dead family.
Meng Fuyao trembled in the laughter, so violently, as if he was also being tortured.
She took a step forward, trying to hug the woman, and said in a low voice, "Don't laugh... please... don't..."
The woman suddenly turned her head and bit Meng Fuyao's arm fiercely.
Her sharp teeth pierced Meng Fuyao's arm like sharp swords, and quickly bit through the clothes and penetrated into the skin, the wet and salty liquid soaked out, instantly staining her white teeth red.
She didn't let go, her blue pupils shone with pleasure like a beast.
Meng Fuyao didn't move, and said softly: "You bite... if it can make you feel better..."
"Pooh!"
But she suddenly let go of her teeth, bared her blood-red teeth, turned her head to spit, spat out the blood and the broken teeth, looked at Meng Fuyao with disdain and contempt, and said in a low voice and harshly, lest she didn't hate her enough. Literally:
"Dirty blood!"
As if struck by lightning, Meng Fuyao took a step back and leaned against the wisteria trellis. A violet flower that had been damaged by the rain was knocked off and landed on her pale cheek, unable to stick to it. It looked a bit funny. , but she was too numb to brush it off.
The bride of the Li family sat on the threshold wearing a piece of rags, pointing at her in the heavy rain:
"A good martial artist, shrinking like a tortoise, watching my Li family suffer!"
"Your seat in the main hall, the family man is good at wine, and the humble dog is offered for nothing!"
Meng Fuyao leaned against the flower stand and stared straight at her. At this moment, the rain and wind all over the world turned into green smoke and scattered away. The sky and the earth shrank into a small piece under the vine flower stand. Li's bride's scolding sound, the scolding sound bounced on the rainy ground and then splashed, shooting at her like random arrows without any direction, she was powerless, speechless and unable to dodge, let the knife and knife be bloody, and the arrows pierced through her body.
Meng Fuyao slowly bent down, covering herself as if in great pain, but she didn't know where to cover herself, her body was still intact, her consciousness and dignity had already been riddled with holes, each hole was as big as an abyss, through which the belt