After all, it is a matter of life and death, and everyone wants to live well and live quietly.
But this world is too cruel, and without enough strength, even a simple life has become a luxury.
The whole village was in a tense atmosphere. For three or four days in a row, everything was calm.
Just when everyone thought nothing big would happen, news suddenly came from other islands outside.
Not long ago, a small island called Pomegranate Island was brutally massacred by pirates. More than 1,300 people in the entire village died without leaving a trace.
The entire village was burned down to a pile of charcoal, and all the food was stolen. Many women were stripped naked by the pirates, ravaged and played with by the pirates, hung on the fence at the entrance of the village, and strangled to death.
Those pirates were ruthless and brutal, killing even children, and their methods were extremely cruel.
Massacring a village is simply an act of inhumanity.
For nearly fifty years, this kind of thing has rarely happened in the Zisha Islands.
And once something like this happens that makes people and gods angry, it will definitely cause public outrage in the waters of the Zisha Islands and will be hostile to the common people of all islands.
There are generally only two reasons why pirates are so vicious.
Either they have just established their power and their foothold is not yet stable, and they are eager to seize the initiative, so they kill the chickens to scare the monkeys and shock the civilians on other islands.
Or, a certain pirate encountered some huge crisis and needed a batch of supplies urgently, so he killed and plundered ruthlessly.
After the incident of the massacre of Pomegranate Island broke out, it immediately spread throughout the Zisha Islands. A single stone stirred up thousands of waves and immediately set off an uproar.
Yueya Village was the last to receive the news. The village was in turmoil and people were in panic.
Everyone was on tenterhooks, the peaceful atmosphere of the past was completely gone, and an aura of depression and panic enveloped the entire village.
God also seemed to feel the oppressive atmosphere in the Zisha Islands. The sunny weather suddenly turned gloomy, with dark clouds rolling in.
It rained continuously and started to rain lightly.
La la la, the drizzle was falling continuously, falling on this quiet little village.
Li Feng carried a sword on his back, wore leather armor sewn from animal skins, and led a blood wolf dog as he patrolled the village.
Looking up at the dark sky, I couldn't help but frown secretly.
There was a leak in the house and it rained all night. This was so unlucky that it really made my teeth choke to drink water.
When it rains and the wind blows and the mountains and forests sway, there will be a lot of movement outside the village. If pirates sneak in, it will be a nightmare.
Li Feng heard his mother and sister at home and couldn't help clenching his fists, a fierce light bursting out of his eyes.
"Damn pirates, please don't mess with us in Crescent Moon Village."
"Otherwise, I don't mind killing people."
Li Feng pondered secretly, and his heart became extremely cold and hard.
Doesn't he just want to protect the village and his people by working so hard?
Now, it's time for him to show his strength.
"Brother Feng, what are you thinking about?" A strong young man came over carrying a big ax, patted Li Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile.
This is Li Feng's good friend, Li Tao.
He is now sixteen years old, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a round head and long hair tied by a straw rope. His body is as strong as a bull, with his leather armor bulging out from his hard muscles.
Looks very tough.
When he was thirteen years old, he received the martial arts secret book of the Yuan Devouring Technique from Li Yunfeng. He has been practicing hard over the years and has reached the level of a three-star warrior.
But compared with Li Feng, there is a long way to go.
But Li Tao doesn't know where Li Feng has reached now, and Li Feng has never shown his strength in the village, so his strength has always been a mystery among many teenagers.
Ever since Li Yunfeng distributed the secret book of martial arts, the Devouring Elements Art, most of the people in the village have practiced the Art of Devouring the Elements.
However, there are very few tribesmen who have truly achieved anything.
Among the three hundred people, only sixty-eight people successfully refined their vitality and broke through to become warriors.
After careful calculation, the number of one-star warriors is nearly thirty-six.
There are twenty-eight two-star warriors, and there are the fewest three-star warriors, only four.
This is already the strongest force in the village. Now that pirates have threatened the village, all the tribesmen who have practiced vitality have become the first line of defense to guard the village.
If even this line of defense cannot stop the pirates' attack, then the village will basically have no strength to resist the pirates.
Everyone is protecting the village, even if they are worried, they are also brave.
The village belongs to everyone, and everyone has the obligation to protect the village.
The strong men shuttled on the road one by one, constantly inspecting the fences around the village, cautiously and cautiously.
"It's okay, I just took a look. I'm afraid pirates will sneak in." Li Feng said.
Li Tao grinned and said, "Don't be afraid. As long as I, Brother Tao, are here, I will kill as many pirates as they come."
"There are really pirates coming in. How dare you take action?" Li Feng stared at Li Tao with a serious look on his face.
Li Tao was stared at by Li Feng and was stunned for a long time, feeling uncomfortable all over.
Killing can be seen everywhere on the sea of stars.
But these common people are used to living ordinary lives. Although they are a bit brave, when it comes to killing people, there are really not many in the whole village.
Hearing Li Feng's questioning words, Li Tao lost his temper, thinking that the other party looked down on him and did not have the courage.
He patted his chest and said, "Of course I dare, and I dare to be the first to charge forward. What do pirates have to be afraid of? They can chop them down with an axe, knock them down with one move, it's that simple."
"Oh, really, I admire you for being so courageous and awesome." Li Feng gave a thumbs up and praised.
Li Tao was a little embarrassed by the praise. He laughed twice and said confidently: "Well, of course. I'm here anyway, so don't be afraid."
"What can I be afraid of? You, Brother Tao, are here to protect me, right?" Li Feng joked.
Li Feng nodded matter-of-factly: "Well, don't worry, I'll take care of you. You're too small. If you're in danger, just run to me."
The two talked and laughed along the way, and went home to have dinner together.
Because it was raining, night fell very quickly.
The wind was strong, the mountains and forests were shaking, accompanied by bursts of roaring thunder, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.
After dinner, Li Feng sat in his room to rest, with a sword beside him, and would go to watch the night with his father later.
The night was dark and pitch-black, like ink dye, and you couldn't see your fingers. The patter of sound echoed constantly between the heaven and the earth.
The low roar of the blood wolf dog sounded from time to time in a corner of the village.
On the watchtower, two tribesmen stood on each side, holding bows and arrows, overlooking the activities outside the village.
Everything was calm and quiet.
The clan members have been highly stressed these days. Many of them are so tired that their eyelids are about to fight. They are trying to hold on and prevent themselves from falling asleep.
I really couldn't help but want to take a nap, so I washed my face with cold water to wake up.
In times of crisis like this, the tribesmen also know the seriousness of the matter and do not dare to be careless.
Not far outside the village, in a mountain forest, there was a group of mysterious black figures crawling among the dense forest leaves. They let the cold rain wet their clothes and remained unmoved.
The cold sword showed its edge in the darkness, ready to draw blood at any time.