Ye Shaohan looked around indifferently. When his eyes touched Zhang Ming, Ye Shaohan was shocked in his heart.
At this moment, he actually felt a sad feeling. However, the moment Ye Shaohan's eyes touched Zhang Zishan, Ye Shaohan's body shook violently, and he stepped back a few steps. Zhang Zishan was dead!
The girl was dead. At this moment, Ye Shaohan's clear eyes gradually turned blood red. She was dead, she was all dead.
The familiar figure disappeared with the wind. On the beautiful Shaoping's face, paleness took the dominant position. The bright red blood stains were like embellishments, falling drop by drop, like a sharp sword piercing the heart, deeply wounding Ye Shaohan, with murderous intent.
, endless killing intent spreads on Ye Shaohan.
"Death, you all will die!"
Ye Shaohan suddenly raised his head and roared towards the hazy sky. The right hand holding the Qilin Sword was so strong that veins appeared.
That voice revealed endless murderous intent. Thousands of lives had been buried in Ye Shaohan's hands in the past and present life. At this moment, Ye Shaohan no longer suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and exploded instantly.
An icy cold current instantly flowed through everyone's hearts. At that moment, everyone seemed to have died and come back to life again, and cold sweat instantly soaked their whole bodies.
In their eyes, Ye Shaohan was like a murderer holding a sickle. Under his feet, there was a pool of blood on the ground, and behind him, there were bones in the sky.
Huo Qilin also fell silent at this moment. He knew that he should not stop Ye Shaohan at this time. At this time, Ye Shaohan's calmness surprised him.
"Death, you all will die!"
Ye Shaohan's cold and eerie voice, without any emotion, blew through like a cold wind and fell on Li Bingwen's ears.
Li Bingwen's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately turned pale. A strong crisis instantly enveloped his whole body. He immediately retreated without hesitation, wanting to exit this terrible place.
But at this moment, Li Bingwen suddenly felt an unimaginable impact coming like a mountain, and in his eyes, only the shocking sword remained.
The terrifying sword energy crushed Li Bingwen's body like a violent storm, turning it into blood stains flying all over the sky.
Still maintaining the posture of holding the sword, Ye Shaohan's whole body was covered with blood. The blood on his face was dripping down the mask. It was Li Bingwen's blood.
The setting sun disappeared without knowing when, and above the hazy sky, a full moon glowing with silver light emerged. Under the moonlight, the shadow of blood was heart-stopping.
The aura of the level 3 spiritual master covered the whole place. The big men present did not dare to make a sound, and the place was as quiet as death.
Ye Shaohan slowly bent down and gently picked up Zhang Zishan, whose body was already cold. His movements were extremely gentle, and he also lifted up the seriously injured Zhang Ming. At the same time, a dazzling light burst out from the Qilin Sword, and followed closely.
Then several feet of sword energy shot out towards the villa like a tide.
At the same time, a momentum also erupted in the villa, with endless energy and sword energy impacting together.
The explosion resounded like thunder throughout the sky, the sand and stones were scraped by the jet of air, and the sawdust kept hitting the faces of the people present. The burning pain on their faces could not hide the shock in everyone's hearts at this moment, and the dust slowly
Upon landing, the originally magnificent villa turned into ruins.
Countless screams resounded in the villa, and at the same time, an embarrassed figure emerged from the ruins.
Xiao Zhiyuan's face didn't have the usual indifference, his eyes like sword rays kept glaring around him, but the backs of Ye Shaohan and Zhang Zishan disappeared.
"Kill, chase down the evil wolf immediately. Whoever kills the evil wolf will be rewarded with three million gold coins!" Xiao Zhiyuan roared crazily, while everyone around him bowed his head in silence.
"You trash, you can't even leave a bad wolf behind, trash!"
Facing the angry Xiao Zhiyuan, everyone around him was silent. Who dared to contradict the angry Xiao Zhiyuan, but they didn't know that the reason for Xiao Zhiyuan's anger was not only because of this, but also because he had planned so many things, but he still hadn't.
Obtain Xuanbing aura.
A few moments later, Xiao Zhiyuan waved his sleeves and left. As the deputy city lord, he naturally had more than one mansion in Nifeng City.
Looking at Xiao Zhiyuan's retreating figure, everyone who had bowed their heads secretly breathed a sigh of relief and called on others to clean up the ruined villa together.
Xiao Tianlei stroked his chest, climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and looked at the old man on the treetops, both smiling bitterly.
However, a ray of cold light slowly emerged from behind the old man, and passed through an arc lightly, just like a butterfly flying through the flowers. It hovered lightly among the flowers, and passed lightly across the old man's neck. The sword passed
Leave traces, spray blood!
The old man died, with endless doubts. He has not even uttered a scream so far, and his body staggered down from the treetops.
Under the moonlight, the blood was extremely dazzling. Xiao Tianlei, who was watching the old man, was shaken. In his sight, there was a figure above the treetops. He could not forget that silver mask with cold light.
He actually didn't leave, and the evil wolf came back to kill him again.
Xiao Tianlei kicked his feet and was about to turn around and run away!
But a flash of sword light flashed, and the head fell down like a kite with broken strings!
Under the void, there are shadows everywhere, black shadows. Wherever the shadows go, pieces of blood lotus bloom, and countless screams are heard.
"Perhaps some of you feel you are innocent!"
The sword energy spread out in all directions like a tide, heads were flying, blood was everywhere, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
"Perhaps you think that you are following orders and are not at fault, but since you have chosen, you will have to endure the killing!"
Ye Shaohan's tepid voice sounded, constantly destroying everyone's sanity, until finally, they all went crazy, each with red eyes, and rushed towards Ye Shaohan with swords drawn.
Holding a sword in one hand, he stood on a pool of blood. The peach petals falling on the ground were also dyed a strange blood red.
Ye Shaohan slowly turned around, slightly raised the corners of his beautiful lips, and revealed a cold smile.
The sword was unsheathed, and in an instant, the bloody light that symbolized killing filled the sky, the wind blew, and the hair fluttered. Life seemed so cheap at this moment.
In an instant, everyone's bodies felt as if they were in a sea of fire, in agony, and their whole bodies were inflating like balloons that were constantly inflating.
Ye Shaohan always watched with cold eyes, standing quietly on the pool of blood, muttering to himself: "If you choose, you will have no regrets. What you regret is that you came here today!"
As soon as Ye Shaohan said the last word, the bodies of dozens of big men exploded, looking extremely dazzling like fireworks in the dark night!
Ye Shaohan's figure disappeared again, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards the fallen villa.
A few seconds later, countless screams came from the ruins, some from men and some from women. Tonight was destined to be a night of killing.
After a long time, the screams slowly stopped, and at the same time, blood slowly flowed down the street into the place where the residents lived.
From beginning to end, some people were watching the one-sided killing from a distance. At this moment, those people all looked pale.
And those ordinary people who were hiding in their homes and watching ran out of their homes one after another. Under the silver moon, the demon waving the shadow of the sword had been deeply imprinted in their hearts and could not be erased. Some curious warriors
, each greeted their companions, and ran to watch. However, before they reached the clearing, their faces turned pale.
Looking at the pieces of meat and pools of blood on the ground, even the warriors who often lingered at the critical moment of death began to vomit.
What shocked them was that on the open space, countless heads were arranged regularly. The heads formed five characters, which was: Xiao Zhiyuan must die!
The tragic change of the Zhang family has caused a stir in Nifeng City.
But now, the tragic change in the villa where Xiao Zhiyuan is located has set off an even bigger crisis, and the entire Niefeng City seems to be shrouded in the shadow of killing.
Afterwards, the four characters formed by the rows of human heads spread even more. Xiao Zhiyuan became even more angry and issued a series of rewards.
If anyone can provide the traces of the evil wolf, a reward of 100,000 gold coins will be offered.
If anyone can kill the evil wolf and bring his head to Xiao Zhiyuan, a reward of five million gold coins will be offered.
Even though there are rich rewards, there are very few warriors participating in hunting down the Wolf. The name Wolf has become synonymous with death in Headwind City.
According to statistics from relevant sources, as many as three thousand people died under the Wolf Sword. He was undoubtedly a murderer.
Ye Shaohan ignored the bounties offered by the outside world. No one would have thought that the feared wolf would be in the Ye family now. Even the head of the Ye family, Ye Gaotong, did not know.
...
In the courtyard where Ye Shaohan lives in the Ye family, Ye Shaohan has always stood quietly aside. Next to Ye Shaohan's feet is a tomb carved from jade. The rising sun shines through the clouds and reflects off the jade coffin.
of white light.
Inside the jade coffin, Zhang Zishan's beautiful Shaoping's face was completely pale. She had always been smiling there, but now life and death were separated.
The wound on Zhang Ming's chest was covered by gauze, but at this moment, blood was slowly seeping out, but Zhang Ming was completely unaware. His eyes were empty, and he was holding a knife in his hand, moving back and forth on the smooth jade coffin.
, muttering to himself.
"Miss, I once said that if she died one day, she would choose a hillside full of lilacs for burial. But now that Miss is gone, I can only help her carve lilac flowers on the coffin!"
As the blade slides, budding lilac flowers emerge from the jade coffin.
"Ten years of life and death are boundless. I don't think about it, and I can't forget it. I am alone in a tomb thousands of miles away, and there is no place to talk about desolation."
At this moment, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but think of the poems written by the poets in his previous life. At this moment, Ye Shaohan deeply felt the helplessness of life and death, the still water runs deep, the music plays in the vicissitudes of life, the clouds and sunshine in three lives wax and wane, and the joys and sorrows of one day come together.
The farthest distance in the world may be the cold jade coffin in front of you, but the two deep ends cover the two hearts. Zhang Ming smiled, but the smile was extremely miserable. He slowly raised his head, his head covered with white.
His hair was blowing in the wind, he closed his eyes, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes, hitting the jade coffin and the lilac flowers.
I wonder if the next year will be full of lilacs and lovesickness...