The violent storm swept across the world, the cold wind howled, and the world was desolate.
The heavy rain washed away the blood on the ground, and the blood surged, blowing the cold corpses outside the ruins of the city lord's mansion. In the lanes and courtyards, the entire Wushuang City fell into a deathly silence.
Qin Nan was so furious that he hunted and killed most of the warriors in Wushuang City.
All those who survived were trembling with fear.
These people were hiding in their own courtyards, or huddled with their heads in their hands, terrified, or they were looking through the gaps in their courtyard walls in the direction of the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion.
One after another cut through the void, focusing on Qin Nan.
On top of the ruins.
Qin Nan held Mulan tightly, his heart burst into tears, his heart was broken with pain, and his body could not stop shaking.
Time passes like this minute by minute.
The heavy rain continued for seven days and seven nights, and Qin Nan just held Mulan in his heart and cried for seven days and seven nights.
On the eighth day, a big sun slowly rose from the east, and the golden sunshine refracted into the hearts of everyone in the city with a trace of warmth.
"That man is gone!"
"Where did he go?"
"Damn thief! Father!"
"Uuuuuuuuuah...my son, you died so unjustly!"
"Uncle! Uncle... I'm an unfilial child. I can only watch you expose your body for seven days, and I don't dare to come out to clean it up for you!"
…
Many people walked out of the courtyard, and a brief silence was followed by endless sorrow and tears.
A bloody battle broke out in Wushuang City and almost all the warriors in the city were cut off.
All those who survived were filled with great grief and tears while looking for the bones of their relatives in the alleyways of the city and on the ruins of the city lord's palace.
The rain for seven days and nights soaked all the corpses until they were swollen, and many of the corpses were rotten and moldy. This tragic scene greatly hurt the hearts of everyone who survived.
"Ahhhhhhhh...why!"
"Why! My father did something wrong!"
"Damn boy! Why are you so cruel!"
"Boy, I remember you! When I become a master and become a master, I will chase you thousands of miles away!"
"Thousands of miles, thousands of miles, I will make you pay the same price in this life!"
"Hahahahaha... The damn Mu clan! They are finally dead! They all deserve to die! They all deserve to die!"
…
Countless people in the city were grieving and angry.
At this moment, everyone was filled with endless resentment towards Qin Nan.
The cold wind howled, and a figure quietly appeared on the top of a certain attic in the city.
"Xin'er, did I do something wrong?"
The person who came was none other than Qin Nan, who had gone and returned.
He has buried Mulan Xin, father and daughter, in the mountains deep in the Hongye Mountains. Ordinary people cannot find their tombs at all.
He looked at everyone in the alleyways of the city.
A series of extremely sad sounds came from all directions, resentment, wailing, crying... all kinds of sounds intertwined.
Qin Nan's heart was extremely heavy.
At this moment, he realized that his anger had destroyed hundreds of families.
"No, I'm not wrong!"
Suddenly, his eyes changed, scarlet light emerged from his eyes, his expression gradually became ferocious, and he roared to the sky almost like a madman:
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"They all deserve to die!"
"They all deserve to die!"
…
The roar of grief echoed in the city.
Suddenly, everyone who was immersed in great grief was trembling with fear.
Some adults even covered their children's mouths tightly, not daring to let them make any sound, for fear of alarming Qin Nan and attracting even greater murderous intent.
Qin Nan stepped hard on the attic.
The huge force shattered the attic below. Like a ghost, it penetrated Wushuang City and then disappeared into the endless mountains outside the city.
"Is that person really gone?"
"It's time to go!"
"Everyone, go home! The dead are gone, the living should strengthen themselves!"
"Oh! Let's all go back!"
…
A series of sighs sounded.
Seeing Qin Nan's power with their own eyes again, many people were frightened and no longer filled with anger in their hearts.
And this is the sorrow of the weak.
No matter where you are, the weak will never have a voice.
The strong are respected, and the weak will always be the appendages of the strong.
The cold wind whimpered, and the shrill cries still echoed in every lane in Wushuang City.
No one noticed that not long after Qin Nan left, Zhao Wuji's bodyguard commander Leng Yue "resurrected" in the ruins of the Wushuang City Lord's Mansion.
"Jie Jie... that terrible boy! What an anomaly. This matter must be reported to King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty as soon as possible. As long as we can devour the soul of this boy, King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty will definitely lead us to break the void barrier in this world. , no longer have to hide in this small space world."
Leng Yue looked at the direction in which Qin Nan was escaping, and the corners of her mouth squirmed, spitting out a scarlet tongue coating that looked like a snake's message.
Soon, he also disappeared among the ruins.
"Is this the secret you're hiding?"
Just as Leng Yue disappeared, another figure climbed out of the ruins.
"Master, I hope you can get out of the demonic barrier as soon as possible!"
Jian Shisan's eyes were still as cold and tough as ever.
The cold wind blew, and his clothes fluttered, revealing the whip marks on his body. These were all the whippings Leng Yue had given him.
"King Wu of Zhou Dynasty! I will never let you have the opportunity to kill the master, and Zhao Wuji, you won't live long either!"
Jian Shisan dragged his scarred body and quickly walked out of Wushuang City under the look of astonishment.
No one knows where the three went.
One month later.
Endless turmoil broke out throughout the Bodhi world.
King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who originally guarded the three southwest regions of the Annihilated Continent, rose up and led a million troops to conquer the Ye Dynasty.
The continent of Nirvana was shaken, and the nine regions were shaken. The Ye Dynasty formed a large army to suppress the rebellion, but unexpectedly encountered a mutiny on the way. Millions of troops suffered heavy losses, creating a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the rebel generals cooperated inside and outside, and started a bloody battle with the imperial army led by Ye Shanhe outside Muye City.
The bloody battle lasted for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, and it was still a stalemate. The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sound of killing shook the earth. During this period, almost every minute and every second, someone fell down and turned into a cold corpse.
The area outside Makino City has become a purgatory on earth.
Corpses piled up into mountains, and blood flowed endlessly, forming long bloody rivers. The remaining limbs and arms were discarded randomly like garbage. The cold wind howled on the battlefield.
Late at night, this place became a gathering place for ghosts and ghosts.
There are gusts of dark wind and numerous ghosts.
I don’t know how long it took, but an unkempt swordsman suddenly greeted me outside Makino City.
The man who came was skinny, with a thin body and disheveled hair, like a beggar.
At this time, it was late at night, and the two armies were facing each other across the mountain outside Makino City. They were all in full formation and ready to attack.
The person who came was like a ghost, wandering through the military camp of a million soldiers like a leisurely stroll.
Soon, he arrived outside a large purple tent.
"Who is coming! Tell me your name quickly!"
Outside the big purple tent, a guard in golden armor shouted loudly.
ah!
The visitor did not respond, and an invisible sword energy slashed out at a speed as fast as lightning. The golden-armored guards had no time to dodge, and their right arms were cut off directly.
The golden-armored guards howled miserably, and the sound immediately attracted the attention of hundreds of golden-armored guards.
One after another figures came quickly and stood guard outside the purple tent.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
The visitor made a hoarse voice, which was as cold as frost, making people shudder.
