In the black sky, a waning moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight is like a sharp knife, slashing the earth, setting off the wind, and whistling past.
This wind blew up some of the snow on the ground, merged with the light of the sword falling from the sky, and swept in all directions, causing the grass in the red plain to bend slightly.
The hot blood followed Xu Qing's step, followed his figure like a ghostly ghost, and as the cold light of the dagger shone in the dark night, splashing from the outlaws around him, On the red grass bent by the wind.
It's just that the evil contained in this blood is not qualified to melt the cold, it is difficult to cool down the wind and snow in this winter night, and even the red grass dislikes it.
One after another corpses fell in the cold wind and could never get up again.
The dagger in Xu Qing's hand became the last light in their lives, killing them one step at a time.
As the dagger gleamed, the neck of the last scavenger here was slashed by Xu Qing, and under the terrified and dark eyes of the other party, Xu Qing stood there, surrounded by corpses.
Everyone was killed by a knife.
All wounds are necks.
Because cutting the neck is the most convenient and quickest, the only thing is that the blood splattered is a little dirty and stained the robe, which makes Xu Qing frown slightly.
But the killing intent in his eyes was not diminished by the blood in his clothes. Since he started, how could he not cut the grass and root out, even if the desperate people here may not have the ability to retaliate.
However, Xu Qing doesn't like being careless and doesn't like any hidden dangers.
Especially since he is going to pull out the thorn now, it's fine if he doesn't make a move. Since he made a move, he doesn't want to reveal any trace of himself.
So when he looked up, Xu Qing took the dagger and walked towards the place where there was an uproar because of the killing here.
In front, is the place where the cooking Yu Wen floated. There were seven or eight desperadoes surrounding a large pot. They were drinking soup. To Xu Qing.
Xu Qing also looked at them.
Between the two sides, the snowflakes on the ground are all traces of dragging corpses, and where these outlaws are, there are no corpses, only some clothes that have been ripped off.
Where did the body go... Xu Qing knew very well.
He was no stranger to the smell of meat in the wind. He had smelled it from a distance when he was in the slum. The first person he killed was because the other party wanted to eat him.
Xu Qing glanced at the cauldron beside the seven or eight desperadoes and continued to walk.
In an instant, the seven or eight desperadoes, one by one, retreated rapidly as their complexions changed, trying to escape, but the fastest one could escape, before taking a few steps, a black iron sign came like lightning, He pierced through the back of his head and passed through.
The next moment, Xu Qing's footsteps quickened, and he rushed forward. The dagger in his hand was glowing with moonlight, and it was even colder in the wind and snow.
"This friend, don't be impulsive..."
Heads fly!
"It's our fault, we're blind, we're willing to apologize!
"
Blood on the neck!
"I fought with you!
"
Head collapsed!
The whole slaughter, only five breaths, the whole world suddenly became quiet, the moonlight was lonely, the wind and snow fell, and the corpses in one place completely dyed the soil on the ground red, becoming a real red field.
Looking at the corpses around, Xu Qing wiped the dagger on one of them and began to deal with it.
Soon the corpses here turned into blood, and after they melted into the ground, Xu Qing glanced at the huge pot and silently extinguished the fire below.
He suddenly understood better why the Seven-Blood Boys' main city obviously had to pay expensive contribution points every day in exchange for residence, but there were still an endless stream of people who wanted to stay there every day.
In troubled times, human life is worthless.
Xu Qing turned around and continued to walk away.
This night, the snow was even bigger, and snowflakes fell from the sky, slid down quickly from the running Xu Qing, and the cold wind blew up his long hair, trying to get in through his clothes.
"Fairy Wood"
Xu Qing frowned slightly, shrank his clothes, let out a mouthful of white mist, bowed his head slightly, and continued onward.
Just like that, the night passed.
When the next morning came, Xu Qing, who had been driving all night, finally saw a mountain in the distance.
Hongyuan is a plain, with not many mountains, even if there are occasional ones, most of them are quite short, not like mountains, but this one in front of them is still acceptable, but it is very different from the original King Kong Sect gate.
Whether it is luxury or solemnity, it is not the same level.
As far as the eyes can see on the top of the mountain, I can see some newly built temples, but they are obviously desolate. It seems that there are not many sect disciples, and the whole sect seems to be bleak.
"King Kong Sect?" Xu Qing pondered.
According to the clues he checked, this mountain was the King Kong Sect that moved here, the new mountain gate.
Obviously, not everyone can adapt to the changes in the environment, especially if they have migrated to the Red Plains, which is worse and barren than the original place, naturally fewer people can accept it.
Coupled with the recent arrival, the lonely atmosphere of the King Kong Sect can also make sense.
But Xu Qing is very cautious. He will not let his guard down because of what he looks like on the surface, the Vajra Sect that is full of decline. He doesn't know what the inside of the other sect is now. He doesn't know if it is really what he sees.
Therefore, Xu Qing didn't plan to rush over to shoot immediately, he had to observe first.
Such as hunters hunting, can not be impatient.
So, Xu Qing withdrew his gaze towards King Kong Sect and left the place until he found a scavenger camp that was closest to King Kong Sect a hundred miles away.
Compared to the King Kong Sect a hundred miles away, the camp was obviously much more lively, and Xu Qing could hear the noise inside it from a distance.
When he was about to get close, he thought about it, took out the former leather jacket from the storage bag, put it on, picked up some soil, and smeared it on his face, the vigilance in his eyes, and the attire, made him instantly become a man. Scavengers.
After checking it and making sure that it was all right, Xu Qing cat walked forward, and gradually came to the outside of the scavenger camp. As he got closer, the noise became stronger. Although there were guards here, he just glanced at Xu Qing and said: Don't care, let him step in.
It was Xu Qing who was disguised as a waste scavenger, and he could no longer be described as a scavenger. He was a waste scavenger.
The same breath, the same eyes, the same cruelty.
Walking into the scavenger camp at this moment, Xu Qing looked away from the tents around him and looked into the distance. There were hundreds of scavengers gathered together, each and everyone was roaring excitedly. from this group of people.
And being surrounded by them, what caused excitement was a cruel scene.
There is a game going on there.
Like a greyhound race, there are seven or eight figures in ragged clothes, as thin as firewood, running with all their strength. The bodies of these seven or eight people have a strong aura of heterogeneity permeating their bodies, and their skins are mostly blue and black. , the distance from alienation is not far away.
Their eyes were filled with despair and madness, and the track they ran was a road covered with sharp stones and sword fragments.
Stepping on it, the pain and blood can make people mad.
In front of them, at the end of the track, stood a white Dan full of spots.
For people with such serious alienation, a single white pill may not save their lives, but it can last for some time, and this time may give them a chance to get other white pills.
Therefore, even if they are running, the ground is filled with blood, and each one is trembling to the extreme, but the intention of survival still makes them gallop wildly. This is a dog racing, and it is also a horse racing.
There were bursts of excited and cruel roars from the surrounding scavengers, who were obviously gambling.
Xu Qing watched all this, until he saw one of the people who was about to become alienated, dragged his blood and ran to the end, grabbed Bai Dan and swallowed it, the remaining contestants were desperate and dragged to the starting point again. After a white Dan was put back in place, the game continued.
And the scavengers around, some were happy and wanton, some cursed constantly, but soon, as the game restarted, they also bet again.
Xu Qing retracted his gaze and looked up in the direction of King Kong Zong.
At the same time, in the King Kong sect a hundred miles away from the camp, in the hall on the top of the mountain, the ancestor of the King Kong sect was sitting there with an ugly face, and with some anger, he dismissed the sect master who was hesitant to speak.
"Is this old man really willing to come to this place where birds don't shit, but what can I do if I don't move here!"
"That stinky girl from the Seventh Peak of Seven Blood Boys is too vicious, in order to make amends for her, I took out most of my half-life savings!
"The ancestor of the King Kong Sect looked sad and indignant as he sat there and muttered.
"And that kid, he's also a rise in Seven Blood Boys. If he doesn't move out, will he kill me after he builds the foundation!"
"According to this old man's countless experiences in reading ancient books, what happened this time is a catastrophe for my life and death..." The ancestor of the King Kong sect was even more grieved and indignant. Thinking of how miserable the King Kong sect was in this short period of time, his heart couldn't help colic.
The impact of the relocation is also huge. After all, not everyone is willing to relocate. During the period, there were many disciples who escaped secretly. Although he killed some, he couldn't kill them all.
"It doesn't matter, my elixir is about to be finished. As long as I swallow this elixir, I will finally be able to open the thirtieth magic orifice and form my first fire of life. Once the fire of life is formed, I will You can open the iconic Xuan Yao state of Foundation Establishment!
"In Xuanyao state, my combat power will increase instantly, and then I won't be afraid of children..." The King Kong Sect ancestor gritted his teeth, but when he thought of this, his expression suddenly changed.
"No, according to the ancient books I've read, accidents often happen at this critical moment..." Thinking of this, the complexion of King Kong Sect's ancestor changed drastically, until he turned out a token on his body and held it in his hand, he was relieved. .
"It's impossible for a child to break through so quickly. Besides, I am now a believer in Lituo Sect. Lituo Sect is a giant like Seven-Blood Boy. With this tiger skin, I should be safe in a short time. Besides, Tuyundao My friend was also invited by me, and is still a guest at the sect…”
The ancestor of the King Kong Sect murmured, looking at the token, and his heart was bitter. For this token, he paid a great price.
At the same time, he was worried about the danger. Basically, after he moved here, he would invite friends over every three or five to be a guest, and every time he invited someone, he would give a gift.
So far, whether he is familiar or not, he has almost invited them.
"Wrong step, wrong step..." The King Kong Sect ancestor sighed, looked up at the sky in the distance, and slowly lost his mind.
At this moment, the sun is falling on him, and looking at him in the sun from a distance, the meaning of twilight becomes more and more obvious.
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Although Xiaomengxin is also reluctant to bear the ancestors of King Kong Sect, but there is no way, after the characters are given characters, collisions with each other are no longer under Xiaomengxin's control~~
Whether the ancestor of the King Kong Sect can survive depends on his own mind and whether he can think of a way to survive.