The misty red sun did not bring any warmth.

Among the floating snowflakes, the ruins were like the Black Mountain City, crying everywhere.

"you…"

Looking at the blood-stained disciple, Old Man Wei was extremely confused and surprised, but still didn't ask.

Just nodded:

"It's fine."

"It's better if you're fine."

Yang Yu's heart fell to the ground, and his tense spirit also relaxed.

Immediately, the stinging pain from his body made him unable to help but groan. This was the injury he suffered last night, and it was also a signal that his body was overwhelmed without restraint.

"You're seriously injured."

Wei He frowned.

At a glance, he could see that Yang Yu was not seriously injured. Needless to say, the palm prints from his half-red chest were recognized.

That is the secret and superior martial arts of Liansheng Sect, the Great Power Palm.

He had seen one or two of them in secret reports and knew that this set of palm techniques was from the outside to the inside, but his power was from the inside to the outside.

Once you are patted, the palm force will penetrate the holes, which will not only break the muscles and bones, but also damage the internal organs.

"Where can you kill so many people without any injuries?"

Yang Yu pulled the corner of his mouth. Compared to the pleasure of suppressing the indignation, what is this pain?

After staring at Yang Yu for a long time, Wei He still had to sigh:

"I really took it a blind eye."

"This is not the first time you say this."

Yang Yu soothed the tingling body, and Guan Shanshui, who was pressed by Wei River, was already screaming:

"How could it be you? How could it be you? Sir, what about you?"

He was shocked so much that he could not stop.

He recognized the big bow Yang Yu was holding, and he saw that the seven blood holes on his body were covered with arrow wounds and the Great Powerful Palm Seal.

What this means is self-evident.

But what puzzled him was that even though this kid seemed to have changed a lot now, his internal energy seemed to be only at the level of a secondary blood exchange.

But how is this possible?

“Ha~”

Yang Yu's expression was slightly cold, and the blade was shining with a faint light:

"If you walk faster, you may be able to catch up on the road to the underworld."

"Live!"

Wei He blocked it with a sword.

Dang ~

As soon as the two swords touched, Wei He shivered all over and almost fell to his knees.

He looked up again and looked at Yang Yu as if he had seen a ghost.

"Master, the city is in chaos, and you cannot keep this disaster."

Yu Yang took the knife away.

Wei He was stunned for a while before he calmed down and said in a deep voice:

"It would be nice to kill them together, but if there is no witness, the criminal will be difficult to explain today's affairs."

Among the counties of Shunde Prefecture, Heishan City is considered to be relatively special.

Not only is it under the jurisdiction of Shunde Prefecture, but it is also subject to the control of Qingzhou Judicial Office. In such a major event, Qingzhou will definitely send someone to investigate.

Killing it clean will cause a lot of trouble.

Bang!

With a hand knife, Guan Shanshui was knocked unconscious, and then Yang Yu showed deep fatigue:

"The next thing is left to the teacher."

The human body is like the most complex instrument in the world. The ribs and tendons of the body certainly drive the transformation of the body.

However, the membrane muscles, internal organs, and blood vessels cannot keep up with the power of countless times in half a day.

At this time, he was still energetic, but the strong stinging pain and great mental fatigue made him sleep just when he wanted to fall.

"good."

Wei He had just agreed, but Yang Yu had fallen into the corner, holding the pig-killing knife, and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

"you…"

Wei He casually removed Taoist Guan, covered Yang Yu, sent a signal, and waited for other disciples to come.

By the way, he also searched the more than ten dead bodies on the ground.

Huh ~

In a coma, Dao Ren twitched unconsciously, curled up his hands and feet, feeling a little cold.

...

The mist surrounds the mountains like a belt.

The mountain springs that never stop in winter flow through the small courtyard surrounded by the fence.

The trembling old woman carefully cared for the various flowers that were undefeated all seasons and hummed unknown songs.

At one moment, a flower similar to a sunflower in the flowerbed rose up suddenly, and a trace of black blood appeared on the pure white flower surface facing the old woman.

"Yuchi Long? That seems to be a good child. Did he die like that? What a pity..."

The old woman listened with a hint of regret on her face.

She put down the kettle, clapped her palms gently, making a crisp sound.

Trepid ~

A sharp chirping fell from the clouds.

A strange bird that looked like a bird and a beast swirled down, and then landed carefully outside the fence, trembling and lowering its high head.

"Go to Qingzhou and ask 'Qinger' to take back the things."

He pulled off a petal and threw it to the monster bird, and the old woman ordered.

Trepidation!

Greedy and fear flashed in the strange bird's scarlet eyes, and flew away with its wings.

"Have you heard it, the truth?"

The old woman's mouth showed a creeping smile:

"Our era is coming..."

Under the dirty and smelly stone trough, the white pig with bloody chest was looking at the old woman coldly. Seeing her gaze, she lowered her head and hummed and ate the pig grass.

...

Liu Qingqing was silently spreading several ragged clothes on the ground.

Carefully held a pool of mud-like corpse on his clothes, wrapped it up, and stumbled away from the prison filled with smoke.

Not far away, Li Eryi sighed lightly.

He didn't show up, and really didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only ignore him.

On the middle of winter, it is cold.

But his heart was even colder than Liu Qingqing.

Looking at the messy city of Montenegro, the once prosperous city has become a purgatory, with traces of flames burning everywhere, and a pungent smell of blood everywhere.

Just a short night was turned upside down.

Holding his father's muddy bones, Liu Qingqing's body trembled, feeling the indescribable complexity and emptiness.

Swaying, he returned to Liu's mansion.

Without the exquisiteness and beauty of the past, the smoky and silences in the Liu Mansion were scrambling and roaring.

The yamen runners and guards fought for various property.

When they saw the former young master, they turned a blind eye and lost their past respect. If they had not been afraid of his ability to change his blood, they would have wanted to come forward and rob him.
To be continued...