A cold anger flashed in Xiao Lingyue's eyes. Wherever the sword light struck, not a single bandit survived.
The smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger.
The smoke has not dissipated, and my vision is blurry and I can't see anything clearly.
More than half of the bandits were drugged and fell limply to the ground, looking around with wide eyes in horror.
They couldn't see where the enemy was, they could only hear screams, the sound of swords piercing their bodies, and the bloody smell lingering around them, which foreshadowed terror and uncertainty.
They knew clearly that there were enemies in the mist who wanted to kill them, but they couldn't see or touch them, and couldn't move.
I can only lie on the ground and wait for death!
This terrible feeling is like a ghost demanding life, and I can't resist at all.
The drugged bandit felt desperate.
But half of the bandits reacted quickly and did not inhale the smoke, or were lucky enough to be outside the range of the smoke.
Listening to the screams that continued to sound in the smoke, the bandits were so frightened that they clenched the handles of their knives and retreated involuntarily.
"What, what's going on? How many enemies are there?" a bandit asked tremblingly.
"The smell of blood is so strong..."
"How many people died inside?"
Others were also frightened, clenching their weapons and staring wide-eyed, huddled tightly together, staring around nervously.
The strong wind blew out the torches, and thick smoke filled the air.
The entire mine was plunged into a ghostly darkness, with pale moonlight and heavy shadows, as if a man-eating ghost would jump out at any time.
No matter how courageous you are, you can't help but feel guilty about being a thief. After all, every bandit here has more than one or two lives on his hands.
"What should we do? Should we go in and rescue people?" someone asked with chattering teeth.
"I'm not going! If I want you to go," the person next to me immediately resisted.
"I'm not going either. Didn't you hear the screams inside? We didn't even see clearly who the enemy was, and we didn't know how many people were coming. Wouldn't rushing in rashly be tantamount to seeking death?"
"What should we do with the people inside? If Big Brother finds out that we are afraid of death and dare not go in... Big Brother will definitely not let us go!"
"..."
As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen bandits fell silent.
"ah--!"
The screams came from the smoke again.
Someone shuddered hard and suddenly said: "Let's run!"
"While the smoke has not dispersed and Big Brother can't see us, let's run out first! Find a place to hide, and we'll come back when it's safe!"
"Whoosh--" The mountain wind echoed in the mine, blowing away the swirling smoke, revealing the scene shrouded in smoke.
All the bandits were so frightened that they broke into cold sweat, held the handles of their knives tightly, and instinctively looked into the smoke.
The smoke dispersed quickly.
A river of blood was exposed on the ground, and the corpses of bandits were lying all over the ground in a pool of blood. All of them had their eyes wide open and refused to rest in silence.
All the dead bandits were killed by one blow, pierced through the heart by a sword, or wiped across the throat with a sword.
However, their expressions before death were all the same——
Frightened and desperate, his bloodshot eyeballs were full of hatred, and he was ferocious and twisted to the extreme!
Dozens of corpses fell to the ground along the bloody road.
Like hell. Popular "" This chapter has been completed!