Crash... The sloping waterfall is like a ribbon, falling on the blue-black stones, splashing misty water, and the clear water winds all the way to Xiahe Village.
Xiahe Village uses mountains as a screen and water as a barrier. The water flows in front of each house and converges to the "Mingyue Lake" in the center of the village. However, the water in the lake today is blood-colored.
The woman was hung on the Mingyue Lake, with blood flowing from her cut wrists and dripping down the toes into the pool. Her ears were filled with heart-wrenching screams.
Those eyes stained red with blood reflected the evil beasts below, the charred house, and the ravaged girl.
Ye Hong's expression was numb, her lips were chapped, and she couldn't remember which day it was.
Those beasts from the Yushan Sword Sect broke into the village one night and took her man and son away, burning, killing, robbing and torturing them like bandits.
She didn't know how long she could live, but that didn't matter anymore. Ever since the man was taken away and the village was burned to the ground, she had only one thought left.
Kill the man, the demon who destroyed the village.
"Tsk, tsk, you look at her like she wants to eat me." Sitting below was a man in brocade clothes, taking his feet out of the Moon Lake.
"They say this is the holy place of your village. This water has no effect, but it is quite cool."
The man wears a jade crown and has a sword tattooed on his sleeves, but the strange thing is that he has an upright eye between his eyebrows, and the left side of his face twitches from time to time.
This feeling made him more like a beast than a man.
In fact, his behavior was more like a beast. He kicked the body in a pool of blood into Mingyue Lake and looked at the villagers kneeling next to him begging for mercy.
"Master Cha said that there was no need for more people, so he simply gave it to me to have fun with, but I'm tired of it..."
He waved his hand to the men next to him, "Kill all these people, and let's change the village and continue playing."
Hong Ye heard what he said, looked at the children in the crowd, shook her body like crazy, and made a hoarse roar from her throat.
At this moment, the crisp sound of horse hooves sounded on the village road, and a group of people was coming towards this direction.
Yun Xiaojian stepped on the stool with one foot, breathing heavily, as if he was in a state of excitement at any time. He looked up and saw those people dismounting.
Clang!
The bright blade flashed with cold light, and the nine people suddenly ran, their figures as fast as the wind, and the dazzling sword light danced rapidly in the morning light.
"Interesting, how dare you come to trouble my Yushan Sword Sect." Yun Xiaojian waved to his men. There were thirteen people on his side, all of whom were at the third level of bloodline cultivation.
This is also the biggest reason why he dares to come to Xiahe Village to play.
The thirteen men walked away with their swords in hand. There were signs of strange fusion on their bodies. At the moment, their auras exploded rapidly, like a torrent rushing towards the opposite side to save people.
thump!
Song Yu grabbed Yun Xiaojian by the back of his neck and threw it on the stone slab covered with blood.
Yun Xiaojian was in a daze, trembling like a chicken, and saw his stumps scattered in a pool of blood on the narrow village road.
Not far to his right, the most obedient subordinate, Ah Si, had his head rolled in the ditch and was staring at him with bulging eyes.
Yun Xiaojian felt that his soul was trembling, and he gasped for air before he recovered from the shock.
In less than a quarter of an hour, his twelve bloodline elites were chopped through by the opponent like vegetables and melons. There were not even any injuries on these people.
Who are these people?
"Why are you so stunned? I have something to ask you."
Wang Tu slapped him in the face. This blow was done with all his strength, making him dizzy and spitting out a mouthful of broken teeth.
Lu Chen rode on the horse and said, "Song Yu, go put the people down and ask the villagers to get up."
"Yes, sir." Song Yu cupped his hands.
It was only then that Yun Xiaojian recovered from his dizziness and looked at the man on horseback.
The man was wearing a black red fish suit with a black gold sword on his waist and was looking down at him with deep and indifferent eyes.
Yun Xiaojian quickly shouted: "My father is the head of the Yushan Sword Sect, you can kill me, sir!"
He reached out to grab Lu Chen's feet, but was kicked away by Wang Tu. Two Mo knives were inserted into each other, restraining him on the ground. He did not dare to look up at Lu Chen.
Lu Chen glanced at the devastated village and said, "Let me ask you an answer."
Yun Xiaojian was lying on the ground, his forehead quickly touching the ground, "Sir, if you ask, I promise to tell you everything."
"What are you doing in this village?" Lu Chen got off his horse and glanced at the woman who was put down from the shelf by Song Yu.
Yun Xiaojian said quickly: "Master Cha ordered me to capture all the young men in this village and use them to fuse the weird and resist the Zhiguai Division's encirclement and suppression."
Lu Chen stepped on his fingers and exerted slight pressure on his feet, "How many people have you captured? Have these people been fused?"
Yun Xiaojian was sweating profusely as his five fingers suffered severe pain, "About two hundred people were arrested, and they were imprisoned in the cave by Mr. Zha. Most of them have been fused."
Click... He crushed Yun Xiaojian's thumb, and Lu Chen continued to ask, "What are the strengths of the fused people?"
"Most of them are in the blood accumulation realm, sixty or seventy are in the bloodline realm, and more than ten have reached the ninth level of bloodline. I don't know about the others." Yun Xiao's sword shook like a sieve.
"How did you get back to the mountain?" Lu Chen spun on the balls of his feet.
Yun Xiaojian gasped and instinctively wanted to stop, but was nailed to the ground. "I have a pass. I can reach the top of the mountain by walking on the pine forest path and passing through the cave."
"Draw the route." Lu Chen stopped.
Wang Tu withdrew the two Mo knives, turned over the map he had brought with him, and spread it out in front of Yun Xiaojian.
"Sir, sir, I don't have a pen." Yun Xiaojian stuttered a little.
"It doesn't matter, which hand do you usually write with?" Lu Chen mentioned Mo Dao.
Yun Xiaojian stretched out his right hand, and then a brilliant sword light burst out, and blood splashed on his face, like a blooming snow plum.
He stared blankly at his left hand for a long time before he felt severe pain, "Hand, my hand!"
Putting the bloody Mo Dao on his neck, Lu Chen said expressionlessly: "Now, you can draw."
The stinging pain on his neck made Yun Xiaojian calm down instantly, and his lips moved, "I'll give you the route, can you let me go?"
"As long as what you say and draw is true, I won't kill you." Lu Chen handed the Mo Dao to Wang Tu.
"Okay, I'll draw it now." Yun Xiaojian lay on the ground, his index finger stained with blood, and quickly drew the line of the pine forest path.
"Sir, I've finished the painting." Yun Xiaojian looked up at the man with a flattering smile.
Lu Shen paid no attention to him and said to Wang Tu: "Take two people to explore the road. Don't go too deep. If there is any problem, return immediately."
"Yes." Wang Tu cupped his hands and called two people to go to Baishui Cliff.
Lu Chen said to Yun Xiaojian: "Come with me."
"Yes, sir." Yun Xiaojian's face was filled with joy. He was about to get up from the ground when he heard the man in front of him say: "Did I ask you to get up?"
Yun Xiaojian immediately lay down on the ground, a hint of evil flashed in his eyes, and then crawled forward flatteringly, like a defeated dog following Lu Shen.
"As long as they find there is any problem with the route, your head will not be saved." Lu Chen carried the black gold sword.
Yun Xiaojian climbed faster, "Don't worry, sir, I come down there every day, there will be no problem."
Beside the Mingyue Lake, Song Yu dressed a girl. Her face was covered with mud, her bare feet were covered with blood, and her eyes were dull.
Most of the villagers nearby were old people, women and children. Seeing Yun Xiaojian crawling like a dog, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.
They were afraid of this person like a savage beast, and quickly backed away when the other person approached. One girl was even so frightened that she screamed and jumped into the Moon Lake.
Instructing Song Yu to fish the person out, Lu Chen looked at the terrified and shocked villagers. He looked at the woman who was hung up earlier, "Do you hate her?"
Hong Ye looked at Yun Xiaojian, her lips trembling, "Hate, I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood!"
"You, you can't kill me. I have already promised not to kill me." Yun Xiaojian met the woman's eyes and turned pale with fear.
Lu Chen looked at Yun Xiaojian, "Last question, what kind of person is Master Zha?"
"Master Cha, I haven't seen him a few times. This man is very mysterious." Yun Xiaojian recalled, "He is probably in his thirties, with white hair, and is stronger than my father."
Lu Chen waved to the soldiers at the rear, took a Mo Dao over, and with the blade out of his body, he handed it to the woman's hand and guided his hand forward.
Then he said to the villagers nearby: "See clearly, this is how the knife is used."
After explaining clearly to the woman, he let go of his hands and stood on the stone pier next to him, looking at the bodies floating in the pool and the pool water dyed red.
"I'll leave this person to you."
"Sir, you can't do this, you promised me." Yun Xiaojian looked excited and had a gloomy look on his face. He wanted to get up and bring at least a few people with him.
At this moment, Song Yu struck him in the back, cutting off his spine. Yun Xiaojian fell limply, leaning against the wall weakly, looking at the surrounding villagers with fear in his eyes.
"Don't come here, you despicable low-class people, get out of here, get out!"
Tsk!
The sharp Mo Dao was inserted into his mouth and stabbed through him. Hongye took out the Mo Dao and pierced Yun Xiaojian's chest with the knife in the same posture as before.
The villagers nearby gathered around, and with Mo Dao, whose hands were stained with blood, they slashed the beast in human skin to death on the ground.
As Yun Xiaojian died completely, everything became silent. Gradually, choking sounds could be heard in the crowd, and the sounds became louder and more numerous.
The gentle morning sun passed through the eaves and shone on Hongye's wrinkled brow. With tears in her eyes and a sore tip of her nose, she cried loudly in the sunshine.
Lu Shen stood aside quietly, looking at the heartbroken villagers, and moved his gaze to the mountain peak not far away.
The mountain called Thousand Blades Peak is like a sharp sword thrust into the sky, and the white water cliff pours water like a piece of pure white silk.
There is Master Cha's hiding place, and there will also be his burial place.
