But… What if Li Ying, the old man from Qing River Town, doesn’t come to this event?
asked Ghost Counselor, Han Yu.
Haha, don’t worry, I know Li Ying, and he will be there.
Feng Xueyi laughed confidently.
He hardly finished speaking.
Just as he was done speaking, there was an uncanny cry that came from outside the main hall.
Soon they heard footsteps approaching, and then two black knights in black armor appeared. They fiercely drag in a girl about 16 or 17 years old. The only thing the girl had on her was a thin linen blouse. Her arms and legs were naked and due to the cold had turned blue. Her beautiful chest was faintly visible. In her arms she was tightly grasping a five-year-old boy…
No, bad guys, bad guys, let go of my sister…
The little boy struggled bravely.
The older sister and her younger brother clung so tightly together that the two black knights were not able to separate them.
Master, your blood food is here, but I can’t separate them…
said the horrified black knight. He looked terrified, as if the stout man on the main seat were a devil.
Haha, alright. You can leave. Your job’s done.
Feng Xueyi smiled and dismissed them with his hand.
The two black knights were trembling, yet they turned and walked away. They dared not look back, they dared not even to breathe heavily.
They remembered that several of their companions had been torn apart by the seemingly kind master, all because of some minor mistakes. As they walked away, they felt as though there would be a sudden attack from behind at any moment. They were filled with fear and were weak at the knees. When they finally walked out of the hall they were already soaked from a cold sweat.
He was not angry, today the master was in a good mood.
Fat uncle, uncle, let go of my sister…
The little boy rushed to Feng Xueyi with tremendous courage and tugged at his leg, begging. He had perhaps been deceived by the kind look on Feng Xueyi’s face.
Bang!
Feng Xueyi grinned as he waved his hand and the boy’s head cracked. He reached out his hand and scooped out some red and white brains from the boy and ate them. It seemed as though he was enjoying the most delicious food in the world.
No…
The girl shouted desperately,
Little brother, my brother… Devil, you killed my mom and dad, and now you’ve killed my brother. I’m going to kill you!
The girl rushed over. She was like a desperate hysterical nonentity who was intent to fight against a dragon.
Feng Xueyi didn’t even look at her. He just waved his hand, and at once an invisible force took the girl into the air, and all the clothes on her body shattered in an instant, revealing her thin body. Her naked body was exposed in the cold air.
Ah! What a youthful virgin body! What a perfect masterpiece…
There were still some brains from the boy on the corner of Feng Xueyi’s mouth. A dark green light was flashing in his eyes that were almost engulfed by the fat of his face. He looked at the naked body of the young girl as if he was admiring a piece of art. He used his power to bring the girl closer to him.
His hands gently touched the girl’s nipples.
It looked as though a devil’s bone claws were stroking a rosebud.
Devil, beast, you will go to hell. Even if I die, I curse you; there will be a champion knight who will someday cut off your head as revenge for all the innocent people you’ve killed! The flames of hell will burn you to ashes, and you will suffer endless pain!
The girl could not move, but she made a curse with her anger and despair.
Revenge? There have been so many people who have wanted revenge, but they died as soon as they appeared before me.
As he said this Feng Xueyi was no longer smiling kindly, his face looked twisted. Then he waved his hand and the girl’s white, smooth chest broke open and in reached his hand.
Instantly blood, scarlet red like a beautiful flower, shot out. His clothes were soaked in it.
Blood clothes! (Note: Xueyi, the meaning of the name is blood clothes.)
That was the origin of his name, Feng Xueyi.
The girl biting her teeth didn’t utter a sound. Her eyes were full of resentment and curses. She watched as Feng Xueyi pulled her heart from her body. Her heart seemed to be still steaming and beating slowly.
You… are… going… going… to suffer retribution… You… will… will be burned to… death… bitterly…
She struggled to say that last curse as her eyes closed forever.
There was a sound of chewing in the hall.
Feng Xueyi, who wore the bloody clothes, was using both hands to hold and bite into the girl’s heart. Blood splashed. The scene was quite horrible.
However, Ghost Counselor, Han Yu, and Dragon Sword, Su Long, looked calm.
They were obviously already used to such a scene.
10 years ago Feng Xueyi suffered Qi-deviancy Derangement. Ever since then he has needed to suppress the coldness inside his body by drinking the blood of a virgin every once in a while. At first, drinking blood was disgusting, but after a while the human blood tasted very good. The Big Master of Blood Dragon Village had then completely turned into a man-eating Demon Lord.
Over the last several years he had eaten alive many girls, just like today.
Almost everyone from Blood Dragon Village was afraid of him.
Another name for Feng Xueyi was, One Stroke for a Soul.
The souls of the men who fought against him would be absorbed by him!
…
Time passed by slowly and quickly.
In the past three days, the news that Blood Dragon Village had issued a Killing Token of Blood Dragon to Valley Village had spread hundreds of miles around Snow Dragon Mountains, including to some Mercenary Groups, merchant groups, Martial Clubs, and to some small sects in Peaceful City. Qing River Town was also one of them. All of them had received their invitation from Blood Dragon Village.
December 8th!
On Rising Dragon Peak!
At sunrise!
Blood Dragon Village would have a massive blood sacrifice ceremony to avenge the dead black knights!
The news spread quickly.
Within a 300-kilometer radius, almost every famous warrior knew of the big event. The curious nature of human beings caused them to enjoy a scene. Therefore, though not invited and they were far away, many still decided to watch the blood sacrifice held on Rising Dragon Peak.
Some people even regarded this as a grand event.
The fate of Valley Village, which was destined to become the soon-to-be slaughtered fish on the chopping board, drew little attention. Blood Dragon Village found a seemingly reasonable excuse to gather their forces. It looked quite believable and lots of people were happy to accept the invitation from the bandits’ group, as the founders of Blood Dragon Village.
This world was originally a cold place where the weak were preyed on by the strong.
