Every time he saved Ying Zheng it was because of this man, and this man was her nemesis.
"He is the person who made Ying Zheng grow up quickly.
Okay, let's stop talking nonsense and hurry up to rescue Ying Zheng."
The little devil's rare tone was serious, unlike the usual joking.
Yan Xiaomo nodded and entered the game again.
"Remember, don't let Ying Zheng see you in the end."
After Yan Xiaomo left the system, a string of little devil's green fonts flashed through Yan Xiaomo's mind very eye-catchingly.
"That's long-winded."
Yan Xiaomo muttered softly.
Opening his eyes, he was surrounded by darkness.
Occasionally, a cold wind blew over, making Yan Xiaomo shiver uncontrollably.
The night was dark and windy, and a lonely bright moon hung high in the sky.
There were no other spots of light on the black curtain, revealing a sense of desolation.
There are woods around, and a few weird bird calls occasionally come from the woods.
It's so scary.
Yan Xiaomo hugged her hands, it was cold, dark and scary.
Can't this little devil give her a warm environment?
She sighed deeply and complained, but she still had to leave this desolate land first.
After searching for a way out for a long time, Yan Xiaomo fell down several times because she couldn't see the road under her feet.
Fortunately, she finally saw fire in the sky far ahead when she scolded the little devil for the 108th time. .
Wherever there is fire, there should be someone there.
Yan Xiaomo held up the hem of her skirt and ran towards the direction of the fire.
The closer she got to the fire, the more Yan Xiaomo felt something was wrong.
She could hear screams and piercing wailing sounds in her ears.
There must be something happening ahead.
Thinking about it, Yan Xiaomo quickened his pace and ran towards that direction.
What came into view was a village on fire.
The sky was filled with fire, and the frightened screams in the ears became louder.
Listening to the sound, people couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.
"Is this Tucun?"
Yan Xiaomo hid behind a tree and looked closely at the scene in front of her, feeling not only shocked but also heartbroken.
Slaughtering the unarmed villagers was a well-trained, masked army.
The smell of blood filled the air, making it nauseating.
But Yan Xiaomo soon discovered a strange scene.
He saw that those people only killed men but not women.
There must be some reason for this.
Yan Xiaomo originally wanted to take a look, but then she thought about the little devil's words, asking her to rescue Ying Zheng as soon as possible.
Looking at the village that was still being massacred, Yan Xiaomo sighed helplessly.
She couldn't help.
Even if she went there, it would be difficult to save those people.
Just when I was thinking about leaving, I turned around and found a horse behind me.
There was a man sitting on the horse.
The man wore an iron mask on his face and the mask was engraved with patterns.
Dressed in black, his whole body was filled with an air of coldness that would repel people thousands of miles away, and his cold eyes held an undisguised evil aura.
The man was seen holding a three-foot cold silver sword, and the tip of the sword was placed in front of Yan Xiaomo's eyes.
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If he were two centimeters closer, Yan Xiaomo's face might be scratched.
Yan Xiaomo subconsciously held her breath and leaned her back tightly against the tree trunk behind her.
"Who are you?"
The man spoke coldly, with no emotion in his voice, but there was no murderous intent in his eyes.
"I, I'm just a passer-by.
My brother's sword has no eyes, put it away, put it away."
Yan Xiaomo carefully stretched out two fingers, slowly pinched the tip of the sword, and moved the sword to the side. oshow7: