As for training since Tianshi, Wen Hao spent almost all his time on training, and he only spent the time before going to bed to learn book knowledge every day.

Although Wen Hao has been persisting in training every day, he is only eleven years old after all. Needless to mention his physical fatigue, he soon fell asleep as soon as he went to bed.

Wen Hao was sleeping soundly. I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a huge roar came. The earth trembled, and Wen Hao was shocked to fall asleep, followed by a noisy sound.

Wen Hao got up from the bed in a hazy state, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked outside through the window. The sky was still as dark as ink, and there were only a few stars like naughty boys blinking.

The entire Wen family's mansion was already brightly lit, and a large number of fully armed guards ran towards the front yard with a serious expression, while the maids without force and servants hid in panic and screamed in fear.

Looking at what happened outside the window, Wen Hao's whole body trembled and he realized something was wrong. Before he could react, a series of roars came, shaking the earth constantly trembling, like an earthquake, making people feel a little unsteady.

Then, from the place where the roar sounded, terrifying energy fluctuations overflowed, making Wen Hao, who was standing in the room, tremble all over and his face turned pale.

Before he could think too much, Wen Hao turned around, put on his clothes quickly, took off a short sword from the wall and held it tightly in his hand, and then ran out of the door.

After leaving the room, Wen Hao did not stop and ran directly to the front yard. Along the way, he met many maids and servants with panic expressions. However, at this time, no one noticed the young master Wen Hao.

As soon as he entered the front yard gate, Wen Hao was stunned.

At this time, the front yard was already ruined, and the shouts of killing sounded loudly, corpses could be seen everywhere, and blood was almost gathering into a small river, as if it had become a battlefield.

The front wall had fallen, and a large number of men in black who exuded a powerful aura rushed from outside. They were all holding weapons and murderous intent. Wherever they passed, everyone they met was killed by their merciless sword, even if it was just those unarmed old, weak, women and children.

The guards of the Wenfu were not outdone. They used all covers to shoot out the cold crossbows in their hands, constantly taking away the lives of the men in black, and swearing to block them.

Although Wen Hao was born in a martial arts family and practiced martial arts for six or seven years, he was only eleven years old after all, and he had never really seen a fight, let alone such a terrifying scene.

Looking at the lives that were falling down, watching the gurgling blood ejaculate like water, and listening to the wailing of unwillingness and fear before those people died, Wen Hao's face suddenly turned pale, fear rushed straight from the bottom of his heart, his mind was blank, and he stood there blankly, even forgot that he was still in a dangerous place.

When Wen Hao was in a daze, those men in black who were fearless and fearless finally rushed into the front yard after suffering a lot of casualties. Then, the guards of Wenfu did not show any weakness. They threw down the powerful crossbow in their hands, pulled out the sharp sword at their waist, their eyes were red, and their energy was circulating all over their bodies, and they met with murderous aura.

When they were close forces, the guards and the men in black were both brave and fearless, especially the guards of the Wenfu. The opponent attacked the Wenfu and was insulting them, so they naturally could not let the other party go easily.

Everyone was completely in a posture of exchanging life for life. Even if they were cut by the other party, they would take this opportunity to cut the other party with another knife. Several guards were even pierced by the man in black from behind. When they were dying, they picked up the sword in their hands and stabbed them into their bodies. The sword penetrated their bodies and stabbed them directly to death.

Wen Hao looked unconscious and stood there like a fool, looking motionlessly at the situation like Shura hell in front of him.

"bump"

A black shadow suddenly flew over and landed heavily in front of Wen Hao, which made Wen Hao tremble all over.

Feeling the danger, Wen Hao instinctively pulled out the sword in his hand and held it tightly. It was not until this time that he paid attention to the man in black covered with blood on the ground.

The man in black seemed to feel Wen Hao standing in front of him, and was shocked, with murderous intent in his eyes flashing violently, and was about to attack Wen Hao. However, as soon as his body moved, he spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, but he was no longer able to get up.

Feeling the cold murderous aura, Wen Hao's heart trembled. The huge crisis made him not care about so much. The sharp sword in his hand instinctively stabbed the man in black on the ground.

"laugh"

With a light sound, the sharp sword easily penetrated into the man in black under the fearful eyes. As Wen Hao pulled the sword back in his hand, a stream of bright red blood sprayed out, pouring Wen Hao's head and body through.

Feeling the hot heat on his body and smelling the blood, Wen Hao stretched out his tongue and scented the blood around his mouth. It seemed to taste good, and he even kept his mouth shut.

"Master Wenhao, why are you here?" An anxious voice suddenly sounded behind Wenhao's back, and then an old man with white hair and anxiety appeared beside Wenhao.

When the old man saw Wen Hao covered in blood, his face changed drastically. He hurried forward and checked Wen Hao's body while asking anxiously: "Master Wen Hao, where are you injured?"

Shocked by the old man's actions and voice, Wen Hao finally came to his senses, looked at the anxious old man in front of him, and said in a trembling voice with extraordinary fear: "Grandpa Fang Fang, I... I... I... murder... people."

After checking Wen Hao's whole body, no scars were found. Hearing Wen Hao's fearful voice, he turned his head and looked at the corpse of the man in black beside him and the short sword that was still dripping blood in Wen Hao's hand. The old man suddenly understood.

"The master once said that men should protect their homes and relatives from harm." The old man put his hands on Wen Hao's shoulders and comforted him: "These men in black destroyed our homes and killed our relatives. As a man, our responsibility is to slaughter them, so the young master does not have to blame himself."

Hearing this, Wen Hao looked up at the broken front yard and countless corpses on the ground, as if he understood something, his eyes turned red in an instant, his sword in his hand tighter, and his cold murderous aura came out, and he said coldly: "Yes, these people destroy our homes and kill our relatives, we should slaughter them all."

Wen Hao's breakthrough changes scared the old man, especially the strong murderous aura, even the strong old man was a little palpitations.

Looking at Wen Hao, who had changed his temperament greatly and was surrounded by murderous aura, the old man twitched a few times, and he didn't know what impact his words would have on the child in front of him.

"I hope it's okay!" the old man begged in his heart, and then he picked him up and rushed to the backyard without caring about Wen Hao's reaction.

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