Chapter 698: Fishing village kills!

Small fishing village.
The village is small and the villagers make a living by fishing. It’s really true to say it.
The small fishing village is on the edge of the Westwind Imperial City, a place that may be difficult to find on official maps. And because it is close to the 3,000-acre lake in Taihu Lake, it is inaccessible.
There are only a few villages that are like small fishing villages. The villages are poor and happy, and live a life without competition.
Most of the fishermen have a good voice. When the morning dawn begins, they shouted songs and called them to drive their own boats to the center of the 3,000-acre Taihu Lake. When it was late in the evening, they sang songs and returned with a boat of fish and shrimp. At that time, the whole village was alarmed, the cockroach cockroaches, the young children chasing, the women holding the children or carrying the blue dishes all smiled and greeted the lake.
At this time, it was the fishermen who returned from the fish, and the small fish village had a cheerful and peaceful atmosphere.
What they don't know is that in the grass not far away, a group of black robe warriors are staring at it all.
The leader wearing a black wolf mask waved his hand and shouted: "Hands."
At the time of speaking, a group of black men smashed out of the bushes and rushed toward the young men and young children who had not yet reacted.
The villagers have not found any abnormalities at the beginning. When they feel that the situation is not right, several people have been taken away by the black people.
"Help, someone is robbing people -"
"They are going to grab a man - running fast at home -"
"Oh, save me, save me -" -
For a time, the chicken flies and jumps, crying and shouting.
The villagers finally understood what had happened and they began to counterattack with the harpoon or wooden stick in their hands. The shirtless and sturdy men saw the black man rushing toward them, and swaying the fork and smashing toward the black man's head.
The black men stood still, letting their harpoon or stick stick to their heads.
咔嚓
The wooden handle of the harpoon breaks from the middle and is broken into two pieces.
The man looked at the wooden stick in his hand and looked at the man in the black robe - it was a man with a dark face and a black wolf mask.
He smiled at the man, the man could not see his face, but he felt that he was laughing, his eyes were like laughing.
"You--" The man's throat is dry, and the brain is still in a blank space.
嗖
The black robe man reached out and a black mist covered the man. When the man's body was about to lie down on the ground, he was picked up by the Tsing Yi man and rushed into the depths of the jungle.
"Don't catch me, don't catch me-"
"Mother, save me, mother-"
"The thief, I am fighting with you -" -
It is useless to cry, and resistance is futile.
The villagers finally collapsed. I don't know who started to crouch on the ground. Others also stumbled over a large piece.
An elderly village old man endured fear and crouched on the ground, holding his hands in the hands of the black robe men, and asked for mercy in his mouth: "You guys, you heroes - small fishing villages are sparsely populated, materially poor However, every household can also hide a few bronzes - the hero waits a little, and we send men to go back and find out the money to honor the good guys. Just ask the good guys to raise their hands and let us go to the small fishing village. We are grateful to be up and down in our small fishing villages - grateful to zero."
"We don't want money," said a wolf's black robe.
"Don't pay money--" The village old man screamed at the gods, and asked indefinitely: "Do you want a good guy to fish? The fish is no problem, we have more fish - we live and die."
"We don't want fish either." The wolf's black robe continued.
What they want is not the goods, this small fishing village is really no money worthy of a man to shoot.
They want more fish and shrimp, joking, who will run for a boat and fish to kill and rob?
"We only need people." The black robe leader said coldly. Scanning a crowd of people crouching on the ground, said: "As long as the boy and the strong man."
The village is in a hurry, and asks: "Hello grandfather, grandfather grandfather - what do you want people to do? What do you want people to do? Strong men are the pillars of our village, without them, women can't fight fish. These dolls are the unique seedlings of each family, and you take them away, that is their house. The grandfather, please, let us go to the small fishing village. All of them are unread and have not read the book. The rough man, you have no use what you want -"
The old village began to hoe, and the villagers followed the hoe.
It seems like to say a few pitiful words, and a few sincere and sincere heads can get the pity of others.
What they don't understand is that if these people still have compassion, they will not do such a thing.
"There is so much nonsense." The black robe leader said impatiently: "Don't miss the big thing above. Hands-on."
The voice just fell, and the black robe men behind him rushed into the crowd to grab those young boys and strong men.
"We fight with them -" A strong man jumped up and raised his hatchet to the black man's face.
The black robe reached for a trick, and the hatchet fell into his own hands.
Then, one fell through the past.
嚓
Nuo's head flew up, and the big eyes represented death.
"If there is a rebel, kill." The black robe leader said Shen Sheng.
"Yes." A group of people promised to select more than a dozen children and more than twenty hardcover men in the crowd, ready to take them away. In the process of pulling, he also killed several villagers who tried to resist.
For them, these villagers are like a mustard.
"You can't take my home when you are home-"
"Children, hey, you have to come back - you must come back -"
"I am fighting with you -" -
"Kill." The black robe leader screamed. "There is another person who resists and slaughters the whole village."
"Yes." The black robe shouted in unison.
The villagers, look at me, I look at you. I don't know how to deal with the situation at hand.
It is naturally unwilling to let these black robes take the husband’s son away. However, if it is blocked, can it be blocked? If the whole village is killed because of his own block, how is it good?
"It’s a bunch of animals." A cold voice came.
At the moment when the villagers were silent, this roar was too harsh.
"Who?" The robe of the black robe yelled. "Ghostly, give it to me."
"I didn't come out, but you didn't see it." The voice came again.
The black robe leader jerked up and saw a handsome young man wearing a white robe face like a crown and a beautiful figure.
"Who are you?" The black robe leader stared at the handsome young boy and shouted in anger.
"Who are you?" The white robe did not answer the question of the black robe leader. Instead, they stared at the mask on their faces and said, "You also know that you are doing nothing without a face, so you will use your own mask to make yourself The true face of the cover is covered?"
"Kid, dare to insult my ghost domain, it seems that you do not want to be a human, but also want to do evil spirits with us?" Black robe leader sneer again and again.
"Ghost domain?" The white robe boy thought about it and said with a sneer: "Is it afraid that the ghost domain can't do this kind of git? You guys, the evil spirits, have done this hurtful thing and can't admit it." However, all the responsibilities have been pushed to the ghost domain side - I have just dealt with people in the ghost domain. I originally thought that their character is inferior, and compared with you, it can be called a good citizen."
The black robe leader looked thoughtfully at the white robe and said: "Who are you? Do you doubt our identity? It is a dead end -"
"I don't matter who I am. Since I am in front of you, you probably won't let me have a chance to leave alive?"
"Hey, kid is smart. You are doing a good job. Since you are in front of us and seeing our identity, there is only one dead path -"
The black robe leader waved his hand and immediately a few black robe men rushed toward the white boy.
"Slaughter the elderly women and children, abduct the young children, you guys are simply not as good as the beasts -" when the white robe teenagers spoke, violently pulled out the sword in his hand.
choke--
Just listening to Jianming, I saw a burst of pink Jianguang flashing, and then the four black robe men who rushed past were immediately split into two, and the dead body fell to the ground.
Above the ground, a piece of blood.
The black robe leader’s eyes became sharp and he said:
I didn’t expect it to be a good hand –

"What you can't think of has not happened yet." The white robe boy held a long sword and said: "Today, don't want to leave."
The black robe leader sneered and said: "Kid, do you know what you are doing?"
"Punish evil and promote good."
"This is the west wind boundary, you dare to offend me, I am afraid that there is only one dead road." A black robe man is very proud to say.
"And he said so much to do?" The black robe leader screamed. "Everyone went together and made him."
The black robe leader took the lead and took a palm to the top of the handsome boy. The other dozens of black robe men also fought and attacked and attacked the white robe boy from all sides.
These sultry black robes cover the body, and the animal head covers the face, whether it is a palm or a sword, all give a feeling of sullen and cold.
Moreover, at the time of their efforts, the tip of the palm of the hand has a black mist.
When more than a dozen people shot at the same time, the black fog turned into a black big account, and all of them were enveloped.
"Roar--"
In the dark fog, there was a roar of the dragon.
There was a red fire rising from the sky, breaking through the black fog blockade and flying over nine days.
Soon, the black mist will be quiet.
The wind blows and the black mist disperses.
The handsome young man stood tall and did not have a drop of blood on his robes.
Above the ground, there is a crippled body of a black robe man lying flat.
But just between the counts, the white robe boy has already slaughtered all the black robe men.
be quiet!
Dead and quiet!
For a long time, the old village chief suddenly crouched toward the position of the white robe boy, and slammed his head.

Thank you for the hero’s rescue, thank you for the hero’s rescue. If it’s not for the hero’s timely release, our small fishing village will be finished—
The village is crying and crying, and the voice cries and cries.
"Thank you for heroes -"
The other villagers also moved their knees and crouched in the direction of the white robe.
"Hero, you are the savior of our family -"
"Thank you for the lesser man, thank you for the lesser man -"
"I don't know that Shaoxia can be married, the young girl is eighteen, and the name is chrysanthemum-"-
The white robe teenager reached out and helped the village old man to support him. He said, "When you raise your hand, how can you dare to do this for the elderly?"
They also said to other villagers who are crouching in the small fishing village: "Get up. The gangsters are dead, and you don't have to squat again."
The village was grateful to hold the hand of the white robe and said: "Dare to ask the hero's name, so that every household in the small fishing village will set up a long card for you, and the day will come, and the hero will live forever." —"
"Not so polite."
"Heroes don't delay, the hero is the benefactor of hundreds of people in the village of my small fishing village. We don't think that we can only give the hero a little blessing -" the village's old words are cut, holding the white robe juvenile arm Not willing to let go.
The white robe was helpless and had to say: "My surname is Yan, the name is Ma."
"Yan, Xiang Ma? Yan is a swallow's swallow?"
"Yes. It is the swallow of the swallow."
"Some horses - but the horses of the horses?"
"Yes, it’s the story of Bole."
The village was so excited that he shouted and shouted: "You can all hear it? The living benefactors of our small fishing village are called Yan Xiangma - Yan is the swallow of Yan, and Xiangma is the opposite of Bole." Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, hurry up and write down the name. Every family in the family will give the hero a long-lived card, which will be offered daily and will not be slacked."
"The village is old, I have already recorded it. I will write it down when I turn it back, and every household will send it." The only gentleman in the village who knows how to read and write is vocal.
"It really doesn't have to be-"
"It must be like this." The village said incomparably.
"-" White robe teenager helpless, I thought, Xiang Ma brother, I am really embarrassed. Use your prestige again. Who makes your name so overbearing and tasteful? Besides, so many people set up a long-lasting card for you, and that is also a good fortune for you, and there is no harm to you. You don't mind too. Not to mention anything thank you. It’s too much to see.
Yes, this person is not Yan Xiangma, but Li Muyang from the windy city to the border of Tiandu.
Li Muyang took his father Lu Qingming to go to the Dragon Cave to cure the disease. At the critical moment, he was drunk by the snowball to drink the blood in the blood pool.
At that time, Li Muyang had even thoughts about eating. The snowball goes down like this, which is equivalent to taking away one of his half-life fathers.
Just as Li Muyang was indignant, the snowball turned into a splash of water and rushed into the body of his father Lu Qingming.
The snowball went for ten days, and his father Lu Qingming was also in a coma for ten days.
Li Muyang was helpless, but she did not know her father's physical condition. She wanted to communicate with the snowballs with her gods, but found that she could not find the snowball. The snowball is like a complete disappearance from this world.
Li Muyang has no other way, the only thing he can do is wait patiently.
While waiting, while eating the genius of the genius in the dragon cave to nourish your body, let yourself quickly recover.
On the twelfth day, his father Lu Qingming finally woke up. Li Muyang cut the veins and found that the chilly cold poison in his father's body disappeared without a trace, and there was a new blood flow inside the body.
More turbulent than the previous blood, but also more energetic blood.
Li Muyang knows that it is his own dragon blood.
Li Muyang’s treatment was successful, and his father’s body finally used his own blood.
In his repeated attempts, it is difficult to succeed. In the case that the dragon's blood in the body is naturally repelling the human body, the snowball becomes the medium of the dragon's blood and the human body. It first drinks those blood and water, then they themselves The avatar was drilled into the body of his father. It flows through his father's body with his own consciousness, helping his father to open and unblock the systemic meridians that have been blocked and dried, as well as the wonders.
The poisonous blood that was also sucked into the stomach by the ghost gas was not known. The snowball is composed of pure jellyfish elements, which can be said to be the source of the world's water. Snowball eats a little bit of toxins, which is not a big deal for it.
The father woke up and his body was still very weak.
Li Muyang used the medicinal herbs and real yuan to help him recover his body. This treatment took another three days. When Li Muyang returned to Fengcheng with his father, it was half a month before they left. During this half-month, my mother, Gongsun Yu, didn't think about tea, and the date was hoped that the weak body would be even weaker and almost ill.
The return of Li Muyang and Lu Qingming is a great event for Fengcheng.
Lu Qingming does not need to say, he was originally the benchmark of Lu's, after the Lu family father's land warfare, it is Lu's name as the leader. Compared with him, Li Muyang is still too young, and his identity is too sensitive.
Those Lu's family are willing to support Lu's, but they are not necessarily willing to deliver their own life to the hands of a dragon - this is human nature.
The return of Lu Qingming represents the re-establishment of the banner of the Lu family.
And Li Muyang’s peace of mind has also given Fengcheng a strong guarantee. After all, the wind city will know in the hearts of the soldiers, no matter whether Li Muyang is a human race or a dragon, he will not let others attack the wind city, hurting the people of the wind city.
After all, his parents are all here.
Under the command of Gong Sunyu, the entire wind city was celebrated for three days. The city's main house is a popular and peaceful place, and Li Muyang is indulged in the atmosphere of family reunion.
After spending a few days with the parents of the two families, Li Muyang had to leave with their unwillingness.
The wind flies and rushes all the way.
It was not until the border of the heavens that it slowed down.
Li Muyang knows that the days are all the West Winds, the practitioners, and the number of strangers is not counted. If you are too moving, you may soon be discovered by the Xifeng royal family or the Song family's spies.
As a result, Li Muyang flew at a low altitude and walked on the ground to walk. I did not expect that when I passed this ridiculous small fishing village, I happened to meet the black robe wicked people. Even the unarmed fishermen and the elderly and children who have no strength in their hands are spared.
Under the wrath of Li Muyang, he screamed and screamed, blocking the opening of these black robe wicked people.
Li Muyang pointed at the many bodies on the ground and asked: "What do you know about these black robes? Why did they get to the small fishing village to start with you?"
"I don't know if I am old." The village old man shook his head. "Our small fishing villages have been fishing for generations, and they have never provoked right and wrong. Even the villages rarely go out. These black robes have never been seen before. They are also the first to appear. When they come, they will call Shouting and killing, but also robbing people - not robbing women, grabbing hard-wearing men and underage children - do you say that these people's consciences have been eaten by dogs? What evil things can be done?"
"It’s a miracle." Li Muyang said with a puzzle: "What do they do to grab people?"
"I don't know." said the village old. "The hero is tired today, and we will enter the house with us soon. We don't have anything else. Stew a pot of river fish to make up for the hero."
Li Muyang refused and said: "The old man is not polite, I have to hurry, I will not enter the house. However, those black robes are killed by me, I am afraid it will bring danger to the village - the village can know what is there The secret place, can lead the villagers to hide?"
"There are some, but -" The village hesitated a lot and said: "Then let me go into the mountains. The big mountain is big, I am afraid they are not easy to find."
"These people are not ordinary people, the mountains are big, and there are more holes. I am afraid that it is not good to stop them. The best way is to find a distant relative and avoid this time." Li Muyang reminded.
"Good. Just listen to the hero." The village old immediately made a decision. "Have you heard the words of the heroes? Everyone packed up and quickly went to find a distant relative with a woman and a child-"
"The village is old, what do you do?"
"I won't leave. I can't walk. I am here to keep you home and guard our small fishing village."
"Village old -"
"I have decided, you should not persuade. Let's go quickly, these people have nowhere to go without a trace, I am afraid there are other accomplices - if you go late, you can't go."
When I heard the old village, everyone was facing Li Muyang and the village old girl.
A sturdy man ran over and squatted on the ground to give Li Muyang a slap in the face, and picked up the village next to him and strode away.
"Iron column, what are you doing? Iron column?"
"Mr. Zhang said, the village is old, we are leaving. - Mr. Zhang also said, we are driving from the waterway. In that case, the village does not have to walk, we can take the village old together -"
When the iron column was talking, it was already running away from the village.
Li Muyang looked at the back of their far away, thinking that the country people are simple and simple, but also more affectionate. At this critical juncture, they still do not leave, even an old man will not give up. Compared with them, those in power who are in high positions are disgusting.
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