An hour later, thirty miles north of Xianyang Palace, near a small village.
This place is not far from the core area of Xianyang. Although the bustling Fangshi District is no longer there, life in the village is still affluent, with scattered houses and criss-crossing streets. Unfortunately, chickens and dogs can no longer hear each other, and it is difficult for young people with yellow hair to see each other.
Enjoy yourself.
Because they are all dead.
The smell of blood spread throughout the village, covering the ground with a layer of dark red. There were corpses lying in various directions, as many as hundreds of people, including men, women, old and young. The corpses were no longer warm, and they had been dead for a long time.
But the bloody atmosphere has not dissipated, and it is not long.
Gu Xun, Mo Ya and three others stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the corpses strewn in the fields, their expressions very ugly.
On the contrary, the reactions of Mo Crow and others were much calmer. They were killers trained by Ji Wuye. Just by passing the assessment of Bai Niao, they would have to crawl out of the real pile of dead people - Bai Niao used to train killers.
The simplest method of raising Gu, after training for a period of time, a group of people directly engage in a life-and-death fight, and the handful of people who survive to the end are considered qualified.
What's more, in troubled times, human life is the least valuable thing.
Even Yingge, who is relatively emotional, has become numb to this after spending so many years in the world.
"They're inside?"
Gu Xun's voice reached the ears of Mo Ya and others, making them feel colder than ever before and full of awe-inspiring killing intent.
They have followed Gu Xun for varying lengths of time, but this is the first time they have seen him show obvious displeasure.
Affected by this, Bai Feng's voice couldn't help but become a little low, "Yes, sir, these people have not left."
"Very good!"
Gu Xun put his hands behind his back and stepped forward. His steps were neither hasty nor slow, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.
Seeing this, the three Mo Crows had no choice but to follow slowly.
Boom...boom...
As Gu Xun walked through the mess of this place, all the corpses and houses began to burn, the flames rose ragingly, spontaneously ignited without roots, and the dark smoke rose and covered this small area of the sky.
The backs of the three Mo Crows were burned by the blazing flames behind them, but no one dared to say a word. Firstly, they could still bear it, but secondly... they couldn't bear it and they didn't dare to speak now!
Just like this, they walked along the dirt road in the village for about half a mile. During this period, they made two turns. The group of four people came to about the center of the village. There was a spacious and flat open space, and the open space was dotted with
At this time, except for the four people in Guxun, all the living people in the village.
Divide into three batches and make one ball each.
On one side was a group of old men who looked quite old. There were nine of them in total. Their clothes were very similar to those of the Hundred Poison King and others. The patterns were weird, and some tattoos could be vaguely seen on their bodies. They basically had crutches in their hands...
It's probably a staff or something like that, and he's probably a wizard from southern Xinjiang.
There is also a smaller group of people, only five people, wearing tattered shorts and shorts, thick and shaggy hair, and holding heavy weapons such as maces and axes in their hands. They are muscular and strong men.
It's ugly, the people are ugly, and the weapons are ugly too!
It is obvious that this is a member of the Northland Wolf Clan.
The last party is a group of killers.
In broad daylight, they were still wearing night clothes, covering their faces, holding swords, with cold eyes and motionless bodies, staring at Gu Xun.
They have the largest number of people, there are twenty or thirty people, but they are probably not organized as one, they are just a temporary group. They are all slightly guarded against each other. Although they are standing in the same place, there is a safe distance between them.
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Seeing Gu Xun and the others walking over, the group of muscular men from the Northland Wolf Clan were the first to react, with cruel excitement on their faces, each waving their weapons and shouting:
“*……%￥#%&*@￥%&”
There was a series of wailing and shouting, but unfortunately Gu Xun couldn’t understand even a single word.
The southern Xinjiang wizard also tightened his grip on the crutch... staff in his hand, and looked at Gu Xun, vaguely defensive.
After Gu Xun looked back and forth at the three groups, he laughed coldly, "Ha! It seems that all three of you were involved in the death of the villagers."
Along the way just now, Gu Xun roughly observed the corpses. Some were killed by swords, some were killed by blunt objects, and some died in different ways, including fire, flooding, burial in soil, wood thorns, and poisonous insect bites... It can be seen that the wizards from the southern Xinjiang, the wolves from the northern Xinjiang, and these killers are all involved.
Among them, the wizards and wolves were just massacring wantonly, with the purpose of at least venting their anger. The sword wounds caused by the killers were generally found on the outermost corpses, and most of those people died facing outside the village.
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Obviously, the killer will not kill people to vent like those aliens, he is just trying to prevent someone from running out and leaking the news.
The only ones absent were the people from the farm family.
After Gu Xun finished speaking, he took a deep breath and asked in a gentle voice, "Is it the person Lu Buwei asked you to kill?"
No one answered... not that there was no one. The group of Northland Wolf Clan people started to scream again and rushed towards Gu Xun brandishing hammers and maces. Unfortunately, Gu Xun couldn't understand what they said, and he didn't know either.
Are you answering?
Eighty percent not...
Gu Xun closed his eyes and said coldly to himself, "Forget it if you don't tell me!"
Then, he disappeared directly from the place in the next second. The whole person seemed to teleport, without even bringing out the afterimage. He flashed in front of the strong man of the wolf tribe who was rushing at the front. He was half floating in the air and reached out to grab him.
He stretched his neck like a chicken, turned around, and used him as a human weapon, just like a bowling ball, directly knocking away the other wolves following him.
Then, he made a move with his other hand, grasping the opponent's mace that fell to the ground, and then slammed the person to the ground. The mace followed closely behind, swinging it in a full semicircle, with the sound of howling wind.
Hit him in the face.
Pfft!
Like a watermelon exploding, red and white ones flew in all directions, but as soon as they got close to Gu Xun, they were blocked by the wall of void air.
He was killed on the spot before he could even utter a scream.
The people on the other two sides were just about to take action and stepped forward together, when they realized that in an instant, a person on their side had died.
Before those wolves had time to get up from the ground, they saw the tragic death of their companions, and started howling again, staring at Gu Xun with red eyes, using their hands and feet, rolling and crawling towards him again.
The wizards in southern Xinjiang waved their staffs and punched the ground one after another. They muttered something in their mouths, their fingers flew up, and they formed seals and recited incantations.
The members of the killer group also pounced on Gu Xun from all directions.
Mo Crow and others wanted to step forward to help, but they heard a cold voice coming from their ears: You are not needed!
On the other side, Gu Xun completely ignored the sudden flames, water flow and other messy things around him. He threw away the mace, dodged again, grabbed another wolf tribesman, and repeated the action just now. The only difference was that
, this time it was a big ax that smashed the opponent’s head.
