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In the unknown official road of the city, Lin Xiaolu looked at the devastated streets in front of him. He clenched his palms into fists, and the veins on his neck popped out. Even when his nails dug into the skin of his palms and blood flowed out, he felt no pain!
Just because the streets are filled with corpses! Corpses all over the streets! There are more corpses than in the city of Sichuan!
man! woman! elder! Children! Paved everywhere!
The warm sunshine shone down, illuminating the corpses all over the city and making the black blood stains on the ground shine.
Faintly, Lin Xiaolu could still hear the laughter of Japanese people in the distance, no matter how harsh it sounded.
He looked at this hellish scene and stood quietly for a while. Not long after, Tang Long ran over from an alley beside him.
"Xiao Lu, I took a general look around. There are only a group of Japanese pirates and a few monks left in the city to guard them. They are burning corpses on the Yamen Mansion Street in front of them."
After finishing speaking, Tang Long paused and said with an ugly expression:
"There should be no living people left in this city."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu nodded expressionlessly:
"Tang Long, go and call the wise man in. I'll chop them up."
After saying that, he slowly pulled out the Yanling knife from behind, and the sound of the blade being pulled out of the sheath was very long.
He walked step by step through the corpses on the ground, looking for laughter.
And when he was halfway through, he passed by a private house. Through the open door of the house, Lin Xiaolu saw a half-clothed female body.
The naked corpse was piled under the corner like garbage, next to the wall. The body had begun to rot, and on the wall next to her, there was a sentence written in blood:
God, please protect our mother and son
Seeing these words, Lin Xiaolu fell silent.
He heard from Tang Long that the most recent immortal cultivating sect in the Jin Kingdom, Liang Yi Sect, and two other immortal cultivating families had been destroyed, so this poor woman did not wait for the so-called immortal master.
He sighed and continued walking forward. He accidentally glanced at the woman and found that not far from the woman's body, there was a puddle... covered with... and in the air...
Seeing this scene, Lin Xiaolu's pupils shrank instantly, and then couldn't stop turning blood red!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Roars rising to the sky erupted from the city. The Japanese pirates and Japanese monks who were burning corpses in the distance were startled when they heard the noise. As soon as they turned around and looked back, they saw a black shadow as fast as thunder appearing in front of them!
The shining sword light at that moment was like the last light in the world!
At the same time, in the Kingdom of Jin, the capital, and the palace
"Host, there are currently no living people in the Jin Kingdom. Should we go to the Zhou Kingdom next?"
The splendid imperial chair was slumped, and Xiu Yezong was sitting cross-legged, moving the beads slowly and reciting scriptures.
After a long time, the beads stopped turning and the scriptures came to an abrupt end. He opened his eyes and ignored the monks. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground in front of him, wearing a dragon robe, and said with a smile:
"Your Majesty, there are no more people in your country. Do you want the poor monk to leave?"
The middle-aged man knelt with a pale face. For a long time, he raised his head, revealing a face that was almost crazy, but with a grin on his face:
"You should never, never, should not kill my family members!"
"Oh?" Xiu Ye Zongchun raised his eyebrows and said, "Why not?"
The middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground, but his back was straight, and he sneered:
"Now that my family members are dead and my people have been massacred, do you think I will still be afraid of you?"
At this point, he suddenly stood up and cursed loudly at Xiu Ye Zongchun:
"Even if I die today! That's the Nine-Fifth Emperor! That's also the Emperor of the Kingdom of Jin! He's the Emperor of China! Would I be afraid of a bald donkey like you? Hahahaha! It's really the most ridiculous thing in the world! Old monster, bah!"
In the main hall, the man waved his sleeves like crazy and yelled curses at Xiu Ye Zongchun. Xiu Ye Zongchun looked at him with a smile, showing no sign of anger.
In the field, the man cursed all the way, and finally sang madly and indulgently:
"Two hundred years for our country! Three thousand miles of mountains and rivers!
The phoenix pavilion and the dragon tower are connected to the sky and the Han Dynasty, and the twigs of the jade tree are used as tobacco and radish. How many times have you ever known a tree? Once you become a captive, your waist will sink and your hair will fade away. At the end of the day, I hurriedly bid farewell to the temple, and the church hall was still playing farewell songs.
Weeping to Gong E! "
With his hair disheveled, he pointed at Xiu Ye Zongchun and ridiculed:
"Hahahaha! I am the emperor of the Jin Kingdom, so who do you think you are?"
In the palace, Xiu Ye Zongchun looked at the crazy emperor, clapped his hands slowly, then stood up, came to him, and patted the shoulder of the subjugated king:
"Your Majesty, people are bound to die. Your queen, concubines, and heirs all died in this palace. You are very close to them, and after the poor monk extracts your soul, you will also become immortals with them. The fierce ghost helps the Ghost King Sect to kill the people of China.
At that time, neither your body nor your soul will be separated from your family anymore. "
After the light words fell, the monks on the side grabbed the emperor's neck and dragged him away. While the emperor was being dragged away, he suddenly laughed crazily at Xiu Ye Zongchun:
"You know! When you came to kill me, I arranged for some of my people to escape!
There are men and women among my people, and they are all my people!
They will give birth to new children, and those children will also be my people!
Hahahaha, are you scared? Are you afraid? Are you afraid? "
Listening to the laughter that was fading away, Xiu Ye Zongchun was silent for a rare moment.
Soon, the crazy laughter stopped, and then the monk came back with a purple spirit ball.
Seeing this purple ball, Xiu Ye Zongchun showed a surprised smile:
"As expected, it is the Nine-Five Lord from the East with Purple Qi. This is a great tonic for the Ghost Mother of All Spirits. Go and send it to the Ghost King Sect."
"yes!"
After the monk left, Xiu Ye Zongchun continued to sit in the room silently. For a long time, he closed his eyes again, twirling the beads and chanting sutras~
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The sun went down again, but the moon did not appear. It seemed to be blocked by dark clouds. The sky was dark, with no stars and no light.
Beside the huge bonfire, Qin Congcong, who was wearing a pink dress, sat on a mat, hugging his knees, looking with some fear at the burning flames and the young figure with his back to him. Even Tang Long beside him was silent. Silent.
After all... no one can feel happy when facing a city full of corpses.
At this moment, Lin Xiaolu's black eyes reflected the raging fire in front of him, and he said nothing.
As if he couldn't stand the depressing atmosphere, Qin Congcong pulled Tang Long's sleeve beside him and said pitifully:
"Tang Long...what happened to Xiaolu?"
Tang Long was silent for a long time, and then he responded in a low voice: "Xiaolu hates himself for being too weak and unable to save these innocent dead."
