Of course...... No!!!

Ghost Cry dragged the knife away, evil thoughts surging out, and several bandits who mustered up the courage to rush up were immediately dumbfounded, trembling and being slashed to the ground by Ghost Cry with a knife.

The knife slashed at the vital point, and even if he was not dead at the time, he lay on the ground, waiting to die while feeling the gradual passage of life.

There are nearly 100 people, and of course Ghost Cry can't catch up. But they couldn't escape.

Villagers who looked like evil spirits, dragging axes, sickles, and other weapons, stood in front of these abandoned armor creatures.

There are 100 families in this village, and the number of people is much larger than this group of bandits. However, unfortunately, most of them are old and weak, and there are very few men who have the courage to fight the bandits, which directly led to this tragedy.

Now, the bandits have been frightened and have no intention of fighting. And these surviving villagers are angry one by one, and they are desperate to get started.

In a series of screams, several bandits were knocked to the ground, and they quickly turned their heads and ran towards another road.

On this road, no one stands in the way.

They kept running forward, and some tried to turn around and run in other directions, but were stopped by the villagers.

When they ran to the end of the road, they realized that they had reached the outskirts of the village, and in front of them, a wooden wall was horizontal.

The houses on both sides have collapsed, blocking the way on both sides.

The ghost cried and chased after him from behind, but it was just one person, but it took away the courage of nearly a hundred people.

He didn't stop for half a minute, and he picked up his knife and killed him.

Knives fall, blood splatters, and people die!

The ghost cried without saving half of his hand, at this moment, his heart was as cold and hard as a thousand years of ice.

Among this group of bandits, there are many old men and half-grown boys, but even they, showing a pitiful look, still cut down with a knife.

"He's going to kill us all, fight!"

Everyone finally got used to the surging evil thoughts, and although their brains were dizzy and tingling, they still forcibly lifted their spirits, roared, and charged at the ghost cry for their own lives.

However, instead of decreasing, the efficiency of Devil Cry killing people has increased.

Most of the weapons in the hands of these bandits are bamboo guns. It's sharpened bamboo, and this weapon is very sharp, and it is very useful against unarmored targets. However, Devil May Cry has armor on its body, and it is very strong. What's more, Devil Cry's knife skills are clever, and the long knife in his hand is extremely sharp, so it is not easy to deal with him with a bamboo gun.

As for the other weapons, they are lackluster. Either a cow ear sharp knife, or a kitchen knife, or a wood knife, an axe.

The last thing Devil May Cry is afraid of is this kind of short weapon, what he is best at is keeping his distance and hitting short with long.

The bamboo spears that were stabbed in a mess were either swept away by the long knife in Devil Weeping's hand, or they were cut off directly. Even if he was hit, Devil Cry deliberately used iron armor to top it, so he didn't take any damage.

Although Ghost Cry fought and retreated, he also launched a counterattack, raising his hand and shooting two people with two flying knives, which made the group of bandits in front of him panic.

Immediately after, he raised his hand and struck a blow of the blade, and the crimson sword light flashed through the crowd. Then, several of the guys who were cut off by the waist fell to the ground and screamed.

The screams made them fall back into fear and suddenly became more chaotic, and Devil Cry took the opportunity to cut in and break into the crowd. The long knife is used short, and the short knife is pulled out at the same time, and the hand-to-hand combat is close.

Patches of blood flew, and strands of bright red lives withered.

With more than 20 people being chopped to the ground by Ghost Cry, a group of panicked guys finally broke through the blockade of Ghost Cry and rushed out. And the price paid is not just as simple as being cut down by Devil Cry 20 people.

There were also a dozen unlucky bastards, who fell to the ground in the confusion and never got up again, half of them were trampled to death on the spot, and the remaining half were only moaning.

Even so, Ghost Cry still didn't plan to let go of this group of guys, and chased after them, slashing them one by one, directly from the west of the village to the east of the village. A few of them were knocked down by the villagers, facing the axes, sickles and teeth, and let out heart-rending screams, and then they would regret it, and it was better to die under the devil's crying knife.

A series of corpses were left behind on the way, and when they reached the gate at the eastern end of the village, a group of people were pale, short of breath, and weak.

And at the entrance of the village, a man and a horse blocked their way.

The person is Cai Wei, and that is the big dark horse.

The only dozen or so people left were desperate, Cai Wei they had seen, and one of their bosses was suddenly assassinated by Cai Wei during the day.

Facing this woman with superb swordsmanship, a dozen exhausted guys, where will be her opponent.

Cai Wei rode up on horseback, one bandit couldn't dodge and was knocked out, and the second bandit didn't react and was knocked out......

They threw themselves to the ground and stopped moving. Then, Cai Wei passed by the dozen or so bandits, rushed to the ghost and cried, but did not make a move.

"Big Brother Ghost. ”

Cai Wei shouted happily, jumped up from the back of the big black horse, and pounced on the ghost cry.

Then, the ghost cried and caught it.

The big black horse ran around the ghost cry, neighing happily. The big mouth twisted happily and gently slapped the body of the big black horse with the scabbard.

"This ......"

A group of bandits looked at the scene in front of them and felt that it was extremely dazzling. Suddenly, he reacted.

Golden opportunity!

They rushed out of the village and fled in a row along the path.

"Wait a minute, there's still work to be done. Ghost Cry smiled and put down Cai Wei and beckoned, "Da Hei, let's go." ”

As soon as the words fell, the smile on his face disappeared.

I haven't seen him for half a year, and the tacit understanding between him and the big dark horse is the same.

Ghost Cry quickly climbed onto the horse, and the big black horse rushed out of the entrance of the village, chasing the group of bandits.

How could that group of bandits compare to the big dark horse, and they were caught up one after another.

The shiny blade of the blade, like a wisp of fresh wind through their necks, spurted red from their wounds. Then his body shook, and he fell headlong under the ridge, overpowering a seedling.

When the last one falls, the lingering resentment begins to dissipate. Ghost Cry did not go back immediately, but went to the edge of the fruit forest, where the villager who was lying here had closed his eyes. The merit began to rise, but the ghost cried but was not happy at all.

Returning with the corpse and fighting the horse, looking at Cai Wei, who was also wearing a hat and blooming like a flower bud, Ghost Cry suddenly found that after half a year, Cai Wei seemed to have grown up a lot.

......

Cracking sound......

The flames burned, and inside, the corpses were quickly wrapped in flames and gradually carbonized.

There were a lot of corpses, and some were busy.

The remaining 20 or so villagers were busy with numb faces, freeing the corpses from bamboo poles, removing them from wooden stakes, or collecting them from other places and dragging them over. A burst of intermittent crying rang out around the surroundings.

Big Black Horse and Big Mouth are also helping, bringing firewood from the village to be used to burn the corpses.

An "old woman" in her 30s sang an old ballad with a trembling voice, tearfully advising the deceased to rest in peace and not to worry.

In fact, many of the deceased no longer have to worry about it, their families are all around, and they will return to heaven and earth together.

Ghost Cry forcefully separated the mother and son who were hugging each other tightly, and Cai Wei picked up water, soaked it with a cloth, and wiped off the stains on the faces of the mother and son.

There were so many corpses, and that's all they could do.

The long knife was stuck in the ground, and the bell "jingle bell" rang, threatening the beasts and monsters hiding in the shadows.

The ghost cried and sighed, and a corpse under his hand, somewhat familiar, was an old man with only a few teeth left. When he went up to Shushan, he passed by this village, just like this old man begging for a bowl of water to drink, and the reason why he recognized it was because he was the oldest old man in the village. After half a year, we met again, but I didn't expect this situation: "Where did these guys come from?"

Cai Wei shook her head: "I heard from Li County's order, it seems that they are all people who can't afford to eat...... In the past two years, especially this year, King Chuan's actions have become more and more ......"

After thinking about it for a long time, Cai Wei couldn't think of what words to use to describe it. King Chuan's various actions seem to show that he is either a psychotic or a brain-dead, otherwise he would not be able to do these things.

"King Chuan. The ghost cried and chewed these two words, so coincidentally, he also happened to get a job in Shushan and wanted to go to Tianfu City.