Jiang Feng was a little puzzled when he walked on the mountain road. Why didn’t he meet anyone along the way?

It is impossible for Qinghong Village to be without defense, but where are the people?

Jiang Feng was puzzled, so he could only continue to move upwards.

Until he walked a while, he finally knew the reason.

"Vomit~" Jiang Feng vomited out directly.

In front of him were a pile of corpses.

That's right, it's a corpse.

A corpse was broken down, extremely miserable.

It's not like cutting hands and feet, but cutting them into pieces.

Jiang Feng didn't even know which piece was the hand and which piece was the foot.

"You did it?" Jiang Feng asked the scarecrow in disbelief after he took a rest for a while.

Is it necessary to be that cruel?

Jiang Feng thought he was vicious enough, but he would not do this.

"No." The scarecrow's tone was gloomy.

It eats people and never wastes it like this.

In its opinion, this is a waste.

It was also extremely angry at the ant that robbed its food. If Jiang Feng hadn't been here, it would have rushed out to swallow the other party long ago.

Grab my food!

What are you, you dare to steal my food.

"It's not you, are there other weirdness here?" Jiang Feng fell into deep thought.

If this tragic situation is an ordinary person, it is possible, but it is more likely to be a strange thing.

If it was a strange thing, can the scarecrow beat it?

"Yes, I smell the same kind of smell here." The scarecrow's words confirmed Jiang Feng's thoughts.

"Can you beat him?" Jiang Feng asked.

He must know whether he can beat him or not. If he can't beat him, he will leave quickly and beat him and fuck him.

Not only the scarecrow was unhappy, but also he was unhappy.

I haven't taken revenge with myself yet.

"I can eat him." The scarecrow replied gloomyly.

It is impossible to produce strangeness beyond him in this world.

In this world, it is not qualified and has no position. How can it be produced that transcends his position?

The master can influence the rules of this world and forcefully produce strange things, but your world is not qualified.

Jiang Feng vomited for a while, shook his head and continued to walk up.

Since he knew he could beat him, he wanted to go up and see what was going on.

Which bastard stole his prey?

The saint once said that those who stole their own things deserve to die.

When Jiang Feng walked to the top of the mountain, he saw only corpses all over the ground, no living person, and no one.

Blood was flowing all over the ground, and Jiang Feng's shoes were even stained with blood when he walked on it.

The crows in the sky flew down and picked up pieces of meat, which tasted delicious.

Jiang Feng even saw an eagle picking up a bowel and flew away directly.

This is the world of blood, the ocean of blood. The weirdness that appears here must be a very cruel and cruel weirdness.

"Vomit~" The scene was so exciting that Jiang Feng felt a surge in his abdomen and couldn't help but vomit.

This time, Jiang Feng vomited for more than five minutes before he could barely recover.

But as soon as he looked up and saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but vomit.

In the end, he could only endure the vomiting and walked to the inner room step by step.

As soon as he walked in, he was shocked.

Two people stood in front of him.

It’s just that these two people were dead people who pieced together with corpses.

Moreover, the corpses of both of them were messy, and the corpses on both sides were their own.

"He is a saint!" Jiang Feng was startled.

Is it necessary? Is it really necessary?

Jiang Feng felt that if he took revenge, he would kill them all at most.

Is it necessary to do this?

After all, Jiang Feng’s human thinking is not as good as strange thinking.

I feel strange that since you killed me like this, I will kill you like this.

You have no morality and no bottom line. Why do I have it?

Weirdness is the darkness in a person's heart. If there is no darkness in a person's heart, there will be no weirdness.

All the weirdness begins with humans and ends with humans.

As long as humans do not commit suicide and pay attention to truth, goodness and beauty, there will be no strangeness, even if the rules of the world will produce strangeness.

But this cannot exist. If there is really, maybe there is only the legendary utopia!

"In the third room in the backyard." The scarecrow's voice came to Jiang Feng's mind.

In fact, it had long felt that if it wanted to, it would have been able to find the weirdness alone.

But Jiang Feng didn't go, and it couldn't go either.

He will go wherever Jiang Feng goes.

Hearing the scarecrow's prompt, Jiang Feng exited the room and ran quickly to the back.

"Master, there are three living people. Do you want me to save them?" Jiang Feng was running, and the voice of a scarecrow sounded in his ears again.

"Save them!" Jiang Feng said hurriedly.

He hasn't taken revenge with his own hands, so he wants to send them back to the west.

If you don’t take action, wouldn’t it be a waste of time for a trip here and vomiting for so long?

It's too much to lose, I must first cut down on my personal shock.

And in the third room in the backyard.

At this time, a young girl in the corner was hugging a little boy and huddled inside. They looked at the sewing person in front of them in fear.

There was also the third leader of Qinghongzhai next to him. At this time, he was holding a knife and staring at the monster in front of him in fear.

He originally wanted to secretly take the Song siblings away from here, for his own sake and for his two brothers.

He felt that their plan was simply impossible to complete.

He knew that his two brothers would definitely drink so much that they could not wake up until night. He took advantage of this time to secretly come here to take the two siblings away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the three of them were about to run away, the ghost broke in.

"Hehehe~" The sewing man grinned and looked at them.

Damn it, all deserve to die!

Whether it is the Third Head of the Family or the Song Family, they should be damned.

It doesn't care about killing enemies, it's weird.

Although the enemy is its biggest target, it will be happy if it kills others.

The third leader looked weird and sweaty, and his hands holding the knife were trembling.

If anyone else is not panic, whoever is not afraid of it.

"Fight with it!" In the end, the Sanding clan gritted his teeth, jumped up and slashed.

This sword is like fire, and it moves like wind. A fierce tiger goes down the mountain, extremely powerful.

This is the strongest knife of the Santang family!

But when faced with this knife, the man tilted his head and took a look, then let him chop it down motionlessly.

"Good opportunity!" The third leader was overjoyed, and his hands were even stronger.

"Puff~" The Sandang's knife slashed into the stitcher's head.

The siblings who were huddled in the wall were also very happy to see this scene. The third leader is now their savior. If he dies, they may not have a good time.

But the next scene frightened them. The sewing man was stabbed in by a knife and actually laughed at them.

"Not good!" Seeing the stitching person laughed, the third leader immediately knew that the situation was wrong and wanted to pull out the big sword and retreat, but found that the big sword could not be pulled down no matter how it was.

Helplessly, he could only abandon the big knife and took a few steps back. Now he is really unarmed.

"Hehehe~" The sewing man raised its strange hand, pulled out a big knife and held it in his hand.
Chapter completed!