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Lu Haikong has never been a person who is too curious, but the smell of blood is obviously disgusted by Lu Haikong, but in the dark, it seems to have a mysterious force to pull Lu Haikong over there. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The place where the smell of blood comes from is not very far from the road, only a few hundred meters away, well, in fact, this kind of distance is already very far, theoretically speaking, it should be impossible for land, sea and air to smell this smell of blood, but land and sea air just smelled it.

Following the smell of blood, when Lu Haikong came to the source, an indescribable emotion exploded in Lu Haikong's chest.

For a long time, due to the relationship between the system, Lu, Haikong and this world have always been separated by a membrane, and he has always felt that this world is just a game world, although this game world is somewhat realistic.

Although the dynasty Mahan gradually began to have their own character and became more and more human, Lu Haikong also began to integrate more deeply into it, and gradually regarded this world as a real world, but even so, the membrane separating Lu Haikong and this world always exists, although it has become extremely thin.

And when Lu Haikong came to the source of the smell of blood, the scene in front of him was like a monstrous wave, directly breaking through that layer of membrane, and a anger that Lu Haikong could not contain burned in his heart.

Miserable, quite miserable.

In front of Lu Haikong is a bloody Shura field, a small village of dozens of households, full of dead bodies that have been killed, who are these corpses, whether they are old people, or innocent children, or young and strong young people, the only thing that is not there is a woman's corpse.

To be honest, the scene left by Lu Haikong's own murder will not be much better than this, and it may even be more cruel, but when Lu Haikong saw the battlefield he left behind in the battle, he was never touched much, but the scene in front of him was different.

Especially when Lu Haikong saw a boy about five or six years old who was stabbed to death with a stick through the throat, Lu Haikong's eyes were all red.

Lu Haikong drove his horse silently, slowly passing through the village, and through the reconnaissance technique, Lu Haikong could clearly know that the person who caused this massacre should be a group of Xianbei people who used scimitars to ride horses, and the number of people should be about 100.

When he got this information, Lu Haikong's eyes turned a little red, because this group of people and horses was obviously the one who walked in front of him not long ago, in other words, Lu Haikong had a certain responsibility for the tragic situation of this village.

"Since it was the people I let in do it, then it's up to me to send the murderers to hell one by one!"

With such a thought, Lu, Hai and Air drove their horses directly to the center of existence, where there was a small square, and more importantly, there was a fire and bursts of women's screams, and the group of Xianbei people were still there.

This group of Xianbei people is actually a small tribe of Xianbei tribe, originally just a group of relatively honest herdsmen, but just yesterday their tribe was suddenly broken by a group of Huns, all the old people and children in the tribe were killed, all the women were taken captive, a tribe of thousands of people finally only their group of less than 100 young people escaped.

After a night's work, their homes, their relatives were all gone, and these hundreds of people became a group of poor worms with nowhere to go and homeless.

But it was such a group of poor insects, after coming to the border of the Great Han and bumping into this village, this group of poor insects who were hungry, tired, full of anger and hatred, instantly turned into a group of demons.

They fought their way into the village with little effort, repeating what the Huns had done in their tribe yesterday.

All the old people and children were killed, all the women were concentrated in the square in the center of the village, and this group of usually honest herdsmen completely indulged themselves into a group of outright demons, rubbing and abusing those poor women to their heart's content, venting their emotions.

The whole square was full of Xianbei people who had released **, and everywhere there were women who resisted or were powerless to resist or even had been killed, and the screams corresponded to the beautiful blood, like hell.

"Happy, happy, happy, this kind of life is the life I have to live simply."

"It's good to die, it's good to die, if it weren't for that group of Huns, I wouldn't know that life could be so enjoyable!"

"Killing people happily, drinking happily, playing with women in pain, this is what my Xianbei men should do, sons, look at these vulnerable Han dogs, our good days are coming, this Han land is our hunting ground, we don't want to go back to that damn grassland, let us kill people in the Han land, enjoy it happily."

In the center of the square, a burly man kicked away the girl who was rubbed to death by himself with one kick, holding a wine bottle and shouting at the Xianbei people in the square.

People are such animals, don't look at this Xianbei tribe called Xu Pugan shouted arrogantly, in fact, he just had the fear of not being able to face the Huns in his heart, and he didn't dare to return to the grassland, but at this time, this paragraph completely ignited the beastly nature of this group of Xianbei people, who were originally a little timid and didn't dare to do evil, but they were also infected by him at this time.

A sinful was about to reach its climax, and a heavy sound of horses' hooves sounded.

"Who!"

All the Xianbei people were startled, and subconsciously looked over, in the eyes of these Xianbei people, Lu Haikong held the Xuanhua axe, drove the horse, and walked slowly with a frosty face.

"It turned out to be a Han dog." A cruel smile appeared on Su Pugan's face: "Brothers, let's take down this Han dog who doesn't know whether to live or die, cut off his limbs, and let this Han dog who dares to break into our carnival night die in agony." ”

"Kill!"

More than a dozen Xianbei tribes who were not very far from the land, sea and air were killed at the same time, with a cruel smile on their faces, after this killing, this group of originally honest herdsmen had completely turned into demons.

It's just that this group of demons doesn't know that the guy they are facing at this time is the real 'demon' for them.

Lu Haikong's cold gaze swept over the audience, and the Xuanhua big axe in his hand picked up more than a dozen Xianbei people who surrounded and killed, and the leading five were directly cut in two by Lu Haikong with an axe, and a killing officially kicked off......