Chapter 16 Slaughter

For this wind is not idle, Ziyin and Hei Ba are also ordinary thoughts, and they really can't be trusted. However, the owner of the ancient demon family did not know why he trusted him very much. Although he did not take out all the secrets in the door, he rarely kept it.

Black Eight briefly said the idle actions along the way and made a report by the way. When listening to him say how to silence, Ziyin was already a little angry and only felt that the black eight was too cruel. But she also had to admit that Black Eight was indeed right to act like this. If she had changed at that time, I'm afraid she would have done the same thing with her heart.

But when she heard Mo Shoucheng's name from the black eight, Ziyin was stunned and said with a little surprise, "Can you even meet him in Xuantian Pavilion?"

Since the encounter in Lin'an at that time, although Ziyin has also arranged for people to investigate Mo Shoucheng, she did not deliberately keep an eye after understanding that the other party was just passing by. On the contrary, Ziyin herself became interested in the other party from Mo Shoucheng's action report on Tianku Mountain.

So when Black Eight said that he had invited him and the other party resolutely refused, she was a little disappointed. However, for her, Mo Shoucheng was just a nobody after all, and she immediately forgot it.

"Since you are back, take a good rest for a while... Dad, I want to dissuade him anyway and not act aggressively. This time, you are lucky to take someone to provoke Xuantian Pavilion and retreat completely. If you go further, I'm afraid that the elite disciples in the door will be damaged. Ziyin is right. So far, those who have died in the ancient demon sect are all peripheral disciples, that is, those scattered practitioners and traitors of the sect. These people are not in the official organization of the four disciples of green, blue, black and red. Because of this, Ziyin can still stand her father's orders.

Hearing what she said, the black eight's face changed slightly.

Although it was only for a moment, Ziyin still saw it. An unknown premonition suddenly rose in his heart and he said urgently, "Black Eight! Is it his father... the master of the door?"

"Miss... I think that at this time, the five red people are afraid to rush to Qingyun Mountain with people."

Ziyin's delicate body was shocked, and she only felt weak for a moment and couldn't say anything. Although what Hei Ba said has reservations, she can't guess - I'm afraid that at this moment, it's not only Qingyun Daomen. Even Fengqi Valley and Baiyunzong will be attacked.

Mo Shoucheng and Sikonglan returned to the Qingyun Road Gate and walked all the way to resist the wind, but did not rest at all.

Sikong Lan's sword skills are exquisite, and the Yuanying in the body is endless, and the consumption has not been replenished quickly. In addition to being a little tired, it is also unimped. Mo Shoucheng is even more tireless to control the British and recruiting beasts.

After Mo Shoucheng taught Sikonglan the simple method of manipulating machine beasts, the two could take turns to rest and eat without affecting walking.

It was so day and night that at sunset a few days later, Mo Shoucheng finally saw the border town.

At that time, he came down from Qingyun Mountain and set out for Qingguo. The first place he arrived was the place that didn't even have a name. Although I didn't stay here for a long time, I still felt familiar when I saw the scenery under my feet at this time.

"Xiao Mo, will you stop for a while? Didn't you say that you took a little female apprentice here? At this time, it was Mo Shoucheng who manipulated the machine beast, and Sikong Lan sat in the back seat to rest. Seeing that he did not intend to stay, he couldn't help asking.

Mo Shoucheng smiled and said, "I've only taught some short means. How dare I accept any apprentices before I tell my teacher? What's more, the child should have the power to protect himself at this time. Even if he doesn't... he will go to Qingyun Mountain to ask for help. So we'd better go back to Qingyun Mountain first and then make other plans.

While the two spoke, they had crossed the small city and moved forward again. The speed of the machine beast is indeed comparable to that of ordinary sword masters.

At this time, the Qingyun Mountain is endless, and the beautiful mountain outline is clearly visible. In a trance, it seems that the familiar peak of Wuliu Peak can be seen.

"Wait! Xiaomo, look down!"

Mo Shoucheng looked at the front, but was suddenly pulled by Sikonglan. At his greeting, he stopped the action of the machine beast and looked down.

What he saw was a touch of blood.

"How come? That's Taoyuan Township!" Mo Shoucheng only took a look and suddenly felt trembling all over. As far as I could see, there was a sea of corpses and blood.

"Go down and have a look!" There is no need for Sikonglan to say this. As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shoucheng had manipulated the machine beast and dived down from the sky.

The limbs of the machine beast have just landed on the ground, and Mo Shoucheng has jumped off the back of the British move. He looked around and only heard the wind roaring without a trace of life.

The present in the purgatory center is much more real than the vision seen at high altitude, but the scene seen is even more miserable. The village was full of broken limbs and arms, and Mo Shoucheng could not see a complete body.

Blood and blood meet and flow on the yellow land, like a sea of blood in the abyss. Although the houses in the village were not damaged, these houses seemed to be crying, making Mo Shoucheng dizzy.

He has only seen such a tragic scene in the magic weapon of Pannius Immortal. Although he was angry at that time, he was only angry. But at this time, it is different at this time. He doesn't know anyone who killed Panniw evil immortals, but here, almost everyone in Taoyuan, whether old or weak, women or children, has an impression.

These people were all living beings, but now they all turned into mutilated corpses.

"Why is it like this?" Mo Shoucheng stepped forward with difficulty and walked towards the body of a child closest to him. Sikonglan still sat on the British mechanism beast, looked at his back, and tried to comfort him several times, but when he came to his mouth, he couldn't say it anyway.

In the eyes of most people in secular Taoism, the so-called immortals and the so-called practitioners should be pure-hearted and inhuman, extraordinary and free from vulgarity. But this is really a big misunderstanding. Why are immortals called immortals? It is precisely because they are also human beings. The true person is even more a person, a person who has power and pursues the "Tao".

If you can really clear your heart and want to exterminate human feelings, how can this kind of person be a human being? It's no different from the devil.

Along the way, of course, Sikonglan also heard Mo Shoucheng introduce the village to him. At that time, Sikonglan also shouted that he would also make some toys for the children in the village to see if there was anything that could help.

But now... Mo Shoucheng slowly squatted down and stretched out his hand to touch the small body on the ground. The body was lying on its back, with flesh and blood on its face, and its appearance could not be distinguished at all.

But the little hand looks clean and immature, not stained with dust and blood, but very pale. Mo Shoucheng gently held the little hand and only felt that there was still warmth.

"Why... even such a small child..."

Mo Shoucheng couldn't think of anything else at this time, but Sikonglan could still stay awake. He immediately sensed the abnormality and asked, "Xiaomo, you said it was not far from Qingyun Daomen."

"Since such a tragedy has happened here and it is so close to Qingyun Daomen, it is impossible that there is no movement on the other side of Qingyun Daomen. Besides... there is no trace of the struggle of practitioners here."

As soon as Sikonglan said this, Mo Shoucheng, who was still silent in sadness, was immediately awakened. Sikonglan is right. There is no trace of the struggle of practitioners here, indicating that Qingyun Daomen did not intervene. Then there is only one possibility - that is, Qingyun Daomen has no time to take care of here at this time!

Thinking of this section, Mo Shoucheng suddenly felt a chill covering his whole body - at this time, in the Qingyun Taoist Gate, all the masters above the imperial sword period were closed and practicing! Most of the disciples of Yuanying and incarnation were sent down the mountain. That is to say, at this time, there are only a few masters left in Qingyun Daomen, and the rest are weak disciples!

At this moment, a red light suddenly bombarded from the sky. Mo Shoucheng had no time to resist, so he could only flash sideways, and the red light immediately took away the child's body.

At this moment, in Mo Shoucheng's hand, only the child's broken arm was left, and the rest was annihilated by the blow of red light.

"Who is it!" Sikong Lan immediately sacrificed the flying sword, and a sacrib came to Mo Shoucheng's side and protected Mo Shoucheng's body. He was like facing a big enemy. At this time, what he sacrificed was the "shuttle mixed blade" that he once wanted to give to Mo Shoucheng. At this time, the silver light shuttle rotated around the two people like a swimming fish.

"Hum, I thought that no one could kill him again, but I didn't expect..." The sound came from a grass house in the village. Before he finished speaking, he interrupted Mo Shoucheng angrily: "Get out!"

The voice is terrible, but it is the anger that Sikong Lan has never heard before.

If Si Konglan looked at Mo Shoucheng's face at this time, he would notice it. The teenager, who has always been modest and steady and rarely angry, has red eyes and looks as ferocious as a ghost.

"How dare you tell me to get out, you...you!" The voice was knotted with the popular tongue, but it seemed to shock Mo Shoucheng's sound, and his words were a little weaker.

"I told you to get out of here!" Mo Shoucheng got up and unfolded his body, and his whole body rushed to the grass house like a meteor across the sky.

Sikonglan shouted to be careful, but only felt that he was too impulsive, but he could not keep up with the speed of honesty.

Only heard a bang in the hut, and then a black figure broke through the wall and flew out. When he fell to the ground, he couldn't move.

This change happened very quickly. When Sikong Lan came to his senses, the hut had collapsed in front of his eyes. And Mo Shoucheng's ghost-like figure finally appeared in front of Sikong Lan.

Those blood-red, burning angry eyes made Sikonglan shocked and uneasy. He could hardly believe his eyes. The murderous teenager in front of him turned out to be Mo Shoucheng?