They are afraid of the evil barbarians, because every evil barbarian is a bloodthirsty and cruel person, and the scene in front of them makes the Qingyang barbarians even more afraid, the clean and neat killing methods, the means of destroying the living soul, giving people a sense of cruelty and madness, and the hearts of the three barbarians are pounding.

    "Kill well, kill well......" Liu Mang's voice was particularly crazy.

    "Ah Gong is dead, Uncle Aoyama is dead...... Master is dead...... They all deserve to die!" Liu Mang scolded loudly, as if he was talking to himself.

    The three barbarians also suddenly recalled that the Blackwater barbarians had killed the simple barbarians, and Yu Qing also died because of this, and a wave of hatred made them feel that these people really deserved to die.

    Chen Yu's eyes looked at him, and his steps stepped forward slowly, the cold color in his pupils gradually faded, and he stroked the young man's cool body.

    "Let's go back. ”

    The deep voice sounded, and Chen Yu's cold face finally changed a little. He grabbed Liu Mang's shoulder with one hand, and his figure suddenly walked forward, just one step, and the figure suddenly rushed into the mountains and forests and disappeared without a trace.

    The three Qingyang barbarians looked stunned, gritted their teeth, and followed Chen Yu's footsteps and rushed towards the direction of the barbarian village.

    The familiar mountains and forests in front of you are surrounded by a faint layer of blood mist, and the surrounding jungle seems to be swept by the wind and poured in one direction. Liu Mang pulled Chen Yu, and Chen Yu's footsteps gradually stopped.

     This faint blood mist lingers with a layer of colorful luster, here, Yu Qing turns into a colorful butterfly and embraces death without hesitation.

    "Lord Yu Qing......" The three Qingyang barbarians rushed over, looking at the ruined scene everywhere, and tears filled their eyes.

    They searched everywhere to find Yu Qing's body, but there was not even a trace of the body.

    This layer of blood mist that cannot be dissipated contains the last obsession of the barbarian old woman, Liu Mang tightly grasped the jade talisman in his arms, which is the last expectation of the barbarian old woman for him.

    Chen Yu sighed, grabbed Liu Mang, and when he was undulating, the bursts of blood from front made his heart like a knife.

    When breaking through the mountains and forests and coming to a low stone wall, you can look at one side of the stone wall, which was originally a quiet and peaceful barbarian village, and at this moment it is surrounded by green smoke and countless corpses lodging.

    Chen Yu walked into the barbarian village with Liu Mang, and in front of him, a barbarian woman hugged her young child tightly, her eyes were full of pleading, but the wound pierced the body of the woman and the child together, without any sympathy.

    In front of them, the bodies of some barbarians were cut open.

    Chen Yu seemed to see that the barbarians were unarmed, just fighting against the barbarians with their bodies, and when they were dying, they killed the clothes of the Black Water barbarians, trying to block the inconspicuous breath for the departure of the clansmen.

    He looked forward and saw the body of a young girl, the wound on her chest spreading blood, like a red flower.

    Chen Yu remembered that this girl was called Ah Duo, and she was the most beautiful girl in the barbarian village.

    Not far from her death, a young boy also fell, and this beautiful woman, fleeing for her brother's life, died by the sword of the barbarian.

    Chen Yu's heart is dripping blood, these familiar faces, residual fear and pain, they try to protect their clansmen and relatives, but they are so weak.

    Liu Mang beside him ran up on the battlefield, Chen Yu followed, but how far, the young man's body stopped, in front of him, there was an eight-foot-high beast horn longbow, erected on the battlefield, like a flag, so bright, and under the beast horn longbow, from the blurred traces of flesh and blood, this person can be identified as Liu Qingshan.

    He died, a smile on his lips.

    Liu Mang knelt in front of the beast horn longbow with his legs, his hands clenched into fists, and he hammered heavily on the ground, and his suppressed cry was mixed with coughing and wheezing.

    In front of the beast horn longbow, there was also a cloud of blood mist, and there were some remnants of the body around it, and the broken bone staff was stained with blood and exuded a faint red glow.

    This is the barbarian grandfather, the old man with a sincere smile.

    In front of the two of them who died, a black water barbarian had an arrow stuck in his chest, the barbarian Ah Gong and Liu Qingshan, the two barbarians guarding the barbarian village, completed a wonderful cooperation on the verge of death, and killed a barbarian of the Forging Bone Realm with the blood condensation realm, but in Chen Yu's heart, this feat contained the love of the two for the clansmen.

    Qingyang barbarians came to the barbarian village, looked at the bodies of Chen Yu and Liu Mang, did not step forward, but waited behind the two of them.

    Chen Yu's palm was clenched tightly, and there seemed to be a huge stone pressing on his chest, making him want to suffocate.

    His eyes fell on the battlefield, and his eyes were shrouded in a layer of mist, turning into two lines of tears that slipped down his cheeks.

    He took a deep breath, released his palm, and came to the bone staff, collecting the old man's remaining body and bone staff together.

    Liu Mang sobbed lowly, and when he looked at Chen Yu's silent figure, he stood up resolutely, came to the body of the clansmen, and gathered all the bodies of the barbarians together.

    The three Qingyang barbarians watched this scene, and slowly stepped forward, ignoring the slow heat of blood, gathered all these bodies scattered all over the barbarian village, and when no one's body was covered with blood.

    591 corpses of barbarians, neatly placed together.

    This number is engraved in Chen Yu's heart.

    Chen Yu grabbed Liu Mang's body, came to the top of the barbarian village, and extended a layer of golden blood from his body, this sea of blood, as if turned into an invisible hand, pulled out the mountain in the distance, and slowly fell towards the barbarian village, turning the mountain into a huge tomb.

    This heavy mountain fell with a bang, burying a memory of Chen Yu.

    And whoever destroys all this will pay the price of blood!

    When Chen Yu buried all the barbarian people, the hideous black aura overflowed again, mixed with the golden qi and blood, like a mad demon.

    Liu Mang bit his lip, came to Chen Yu's side, and said firmly: "Brother Chen Yu, I want to follow you, I want to become stronger, I want to avenge my clansmen!"

    Looking at the young man's resolute face, Chen Yu shook his head.

    "Why ......," Liu Mang asked loudly.

    Chen Yu chuckled, but did not answer.

    He took Liu Mang to the Qingyang barbarians and said: "On the same day, I will return to the Mu clan and kill the Black Water barbarians, I will bear it myself, and it has nothing to do with the Qingyang barbarians." ”

    "This ......" The three Qingyang barbarians looked at each other.

    In fact, this is also what they are worried about, the Blackwater Barbarians are powerful, let the Blackwater Barbarians know that their Qingyang Clan kills the Blackwater Barbarians, it will inevitably attract disaster, if Chen Yu takes it personally, then all the problems will naturally be solved.

    Chen Yu stroked Liu Mang, who was bowing his head beside him, and said in a deep voice: "This time I went to the Mu Clan's barbarian department, and I have a reluctant invitation below. ”

    Qingyang Barbarian's face gradually calmed down, and he said: "Your Excellency, please say, if there is anything that my Qingyang Barbarian can help, we should do our best to help." ”

    "I returned to the Mu Barbarian Tribe, even I couldn't take care of myself, and Liu Mang is the only person left in the barbarian village, I ask the three of you to bring him into the Qingyang Barbarians, if one day, I am still alive, I will personally come to the Qingyang Barbarians to express my gratitude." ”

    "If I can't return, then Liu Mang will join the Qingyang barbarians, he has a special bloodline, even if he joins, he will not insult the name of Qingyang." ”

    Chen Yu is most at ease is Liu Mang, at this moment the Heishui group is all wiped out, the Heishui priest must think that all the people in the barbarian village are dead, if Liu Mang enters the Qingyang barbarians, it can be regarded as finding a good shelter.

    The three of them glanced at each other, nodded and said: "This is not a problem, Liu Mang is a personal disciple of Lord Yu Qing, if he enters the Qingyang barbarian clan, we promise that we will definitely not treat him badly." ”

    Chen Yu said: "Then there will be no worries in the future." ”

    Liu Mang stood aside silently, Chen Yu stared at him, and said calmly: "Liu Mang, remember, live well......"

    Liu Mang sobbed: "Brother Chen Yu, I will live well, work hard to become strong, and become a royal court warrior like my father, and one day in the future, I will definitely return to this land again and rebuild the barbarian village!"

    Chen Yu's mouth rose: "Let's go." ”

    Liu Mang nodded and came to the Qingyang barbarian, the Qingyang barbarian looked at Chen Yu, but secretly said in his heart, the young man in front of him seems to be a legendary evil barbarian, but today's matter must not be said, even the Qingyang clan cannot be revealed.

    The three of them took Liu Mang and prepared to leave, and Chen Yu watched the four of them from afar.

    When he was about to leave, Liu Mang suddenly turned his head and exclaimed, "Brother Chen Yu, I believe you will come back to pick me up!"

    Chen Yu didn't answer, watching the young man's figure gradually disappear in the mountains and forests, his eyes stopped in the mountains behind him, and after a while, his footsteps stepped forward, but that step was as heavy as carrying the mountains.

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