May Dynasty. Calais Country.

It was a cold rainy day, and the drizzle lingered on and on.

At the foot of a mountain in Mili Mountain, a team of relatives is blowing and blowing.

It was originally a cheerful music, but on such a cold and rainy day, it seemed extremely cold.

When the family sending procession reached the mountain, suddenly a terrible birdsong sounded, and a group of black-clothed people rushed out of the mountain forest, waving a big knife in their hands and coming this way.

The send-off team did not sit still, and the two groups of men and horses immediately fought and made a mess, and the swords flew and the flesh stained red in the haze of rainy days.

When the fight reached a stalemate, suddenly a man came out of the forest, with triangular eyes and a goatee, and the appearance of a snarky charlatan. Behind him was a huge red spider, and the grass and trees in the place where it passed were barren, and they were instantly corroded into a black charred patch, which showed how poisonous it was.

"It's a summoner!"

"Monsters, run away!"

The send-off procession, which had sworn to resist before, immediately collapsed, and no longer cared about the brides in the sedan chair, one by one ran faster than anything else.

Those men in black did not chase after them, and looked coldly at the people who fled.

The man walked up to the sedan chair and pulled up the sedan curtain.

The eyes of the woman in the sedan chair in a wedding dress were closed, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and a steel knife was stuck straight into her chest.

"Dead?" A lewd light flashed in the eyes of the triangular-eyed man, and he lowered the sedan curtain with a sneer.

"You guys stay." He pointed to the four black-clothed men next to the sedan chair and ordered in a cold voice. "Remember, you must wait until the Nine Princes come, and serve this waste in front of him."

"Strategist, this piece of waste is dead."

"Smack!" The man in black who spoke was immediately slapped in the face, red blood appeared from his mouth and nose, and half of his face immediately swollen.

"I want you to rape corpses!" The triangular eyes shone with a menacing light. "Don't forget what you came here for today, don't forget what Your Highness's order is."

The man in black lowered his head, and he didn't dare to wipe the blood on his face.

"My subordinates know."

"If you know, it's good." The triangular-eyed military advisor snorted coldly, "Remember what I said, if you can't finish it, you don't have to come back." ”

"It's a military advisor!" Several people shouted in unison.

"Hmph." With a cold snort, he left with the rest of the people.

"Wang Shan, brothers really want to ...... Rape corpse? "When everyone else leaves, the remaining four people look at each other, even if they are beauties who have fallen into the country and the city, they can't be interested in dying, let alone this famous waste known to everyone in Calais.

"Phew! Fuck, what else should I do, that slut of the Xiao family, looks like a fairy, his mind is vicious, everyone is dead, and he instigates His Highness to let his brothers do things that are waiting to exhaust their appetite. ”

Wang Shan wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve, looking at the sedan chair, his eyes were full of poison. "Drag that waste out of Lao Tzu!"

The people next to each other glanced at each other and tore off the sedan curtain.

The red sedan chair was left alone in the mountains and forests, and the rain wet the sedan chair and turned into a soft dark red, as if it could not be washed and could not be dried blood.

The neatly dressed bride's eyes were closed, and her little face was sickly pale.

Wang Shan walked over, grabbed the lifeless person, dragged out the sedan chair with a disgusted face, and threw the person on the muddy mountain road regardless of it.