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Chapter Nine Hundred and Nineteen: The Man Calling for Help

On the coast of the East China Sea of ​​Qi State, there is a remote mountain village.

"Pfft!"

The palm penetrated the sternum and pulled out a beating heart full of blood. The young woman who lost her heart widened her eyes. She had obviously found a sweetheart who could take her to enjoy happiness. How could she let him give her heart away?

What about digging it out?

"It's not that I want your heart, but that you want to show me your heart. If I don't want your heart, wouldn't I be betraying your good intentions and make our relationship a joke!

"

The young master with a handsome face, his hands covered with the woman's blood, looked at the dead woman with a sinister smile. He devoured the woman's heart in one bite, feeling the rich essence of life inside. The handsome young master's face was full of tears.

The color of enjoyment.

The handsome young man looked at the young woman who fell on the ground and thought for a while: "The person is dead anyway, so don't waste it, just eat it all with me."

The handsome young man opened his mouth wide, and the teeth in his mouth became sharp, biting the woman's flesh.

"ah!"

When the old woman saw that her little daughter was half eaten by the handsome young man, she screamed in fright, her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground.

There were many people in the old woman's family. When her several young and strong sons heard the old woman's screams, they immediately came out to check. They saw the old woman kneeling on the ground, lifeless. A man with blood on his face,

His eyes glowed with green light as he looked at these people.

"Since we are all here, let's go together as a family." The handsome young master was like a gust of wind, killing several men quickly.

When these men saw their old mother being killed by the handsome young master, they were all furious, clenched their fists and beat the handsome young master to death.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

The sharp nails scratched the head, two heads flew up, and blood burst out, making people shudder.

Green fire flashed in the handsome young man's eyes, and he attacked the other two men again, swiping his fingers. The two men fell to the ground, clutching their necks, their bodies twitching and bleeding.

The handsome young master took a deep breath, and the blood from the four people flew towards his mouth. The smell of blood made the handsome young master once again show a look of enjoyment on his face.

It’s comfortable, and it’s as satisfying as human blood!

Within a moment, these men had turned into shriveled corpses. The handsome young man laughed and turned into a gust of wind, blowing towards the small village.

Early the next morning, a caravan came from afar. The leader of the caravan smelled the strong smell of blood and frowned.

A young man next to the motorcade also covered his nose and said: "Why is there such a strong blood evil spirit? Could it be that there was a deadly fight between wild beasts ahead?"

"It doesn't taste like the blood of wild beasts. It smells like human blood. Let the servants cheer up and pick up their weapons. For Liu Shan, take out the talisman that Miss Xiaocui gave you." The leader of the convoy relied on

He immediately gave instructions based on his own experience.

The people in the convoy immediately took action, looking warily at the small village ahead.

The convoy slowly entered the road next to the small village. The village was quiet. It was already the time of spring work. There was no smoke rising from the village, and no one was seen walking around. There was a bloody smell spreading in the village.

"No, let's go!" The leader of the convoy was suddenly shocked. There was definitely something wrong with this village. They couldn't stop here for a moment longer and immediately urged their men to hurry up.

The convoy moved forward empty-handed, speeding up and passing through this small village.

In a small village, a handsome young man held a young girl in his hand. Her body was covered in blood, and her face was filled with fear and tears.

"Don't eat me..." the girl begged.

The handsome young man's eyes were glowing green, and there was no trace of humanity in him. His long, fishy tongue licked the girl's face. The girl screamed, but half of her face was licked off by this handsome young man.

"Only a young life can restore my strength. If the human cultivators don't come, I will eventually be able to become a strong demon at the golden elixir level!" The handsome young man sneered and bit the girl's neck.

"ah!"

The screams spread far away, and many people in the Liu family's motorcade heard the screams.

A young man clenched his fists and said angrily: "The bandits must be killing people and stealing goods, why don't we save them!"

The leader of the motorcade shook his head and said: "You are still young. This coast of the East China Sea is very chaotic. Demons and ghosts are rampant. Even immortal masters do not dare to move around at will. How can we mortals withstand the attacks of demons!"

"If it's so dangerous, why don't these people move away from here and still live here?" The young man became even more angry.

Another older coachman said: "The tyranny is as fierce as a tiger. If they can survive inland, how can they survive on the coast of the East China Sea, which is full of dangers!"

The motorcade gradually became silent. Their speed continued to increase, but no one in the entire team spoke anymore.

We are all human beings, and our hearts are all made of flesh. If something really unfair happens, we should take care of it if we can. But when demons harm people, even if they have the intention, they are powerless to really step in and take care of it.

, I can only put my own life in it.

It's not worth doing such a thing.

The wind gradually picked up, and the handsome young man smelled the vigorous blood of the young people. He looked towards the direction of Liu Jia's motorcade with green flaming eyes. With a sound, the handsome young man transformed into a strong wind and headed towards Liu Jia's motorcade.

The wind became stronger and stronger, blowing dust all over the sky. The sandstorm gathered behind Liu Jia's motorcade, making it impossible to see any road for miles around.

The face of the leader of the convoy changed drastically. He guessed that there was a demon in the village, but it was too late. He should have taken a detour in another direction instead of passing by the village. They were also a group of good players in this convoy, even if they faced the gangsters

, you can also escape intact.

Facing the monster, the leader of the convoy knew that there was no way out for them.

"Xiaowu, you and Liu Shan are riding horses and rushing to Donglian Mansion with the banknotes. There is an immortal master in Donglian Mansion. Please ask him to come and save us!" The leader of the motorcade immediately took out dozens of banknotes.

, was placed on Xiao Wu and Liu Shan of the Liu family, and asked them to ride horses quickly to call for reinforcements.

Xiao Wu said: "Don't worry, Dad, we will definitely ask the immortal master to save you!"

The two rode fast horses towards Donglian Mansion. The people in the convoy also took out their weapons and looked towards the direction where the sandstorm was sweeping.

The leader of the motorcade said with an ugly face: "Brothers, Boss Liu, I am incompetent and have brought trouble to everyone. The eldest lady is an immortal master. She will avenge us when she finds out! What everyone is doing now is to fight for the lives of Xiaowu and Liu Shan.

Opportunity! Kill!"

"Kill!" Everyone in Liu Jia's convoy looked nervous. They clenched their weapons and watched the sand dust getting closer and closer.

A middle-aged man bit his finger, and blood fell on the yellow talisman paper in his hand. The cinnabar words on the yellow talisman paper glowed red. The middle-aged man saw surprise on his face: "This talisman really works, let me do it!"

"

The middle-aged man stood at the front holding the talisman. The blood in his hands continued to blend into the talisman, and the sand and dust swept over him. The words on the talisman were like a cauldron, covering the Liu family's motorcade, resisting the invasion of sand and dust.

.

"Huh? A human cultivator?" The handsome young master stood in the storm, and the sand and dust were like his well-behaved children, moving according to his wishes.

"If I am a human cultivator, I can't show up now. If the human coalition forces are attracted, wouldn't my cultivation here be in vain?" The handsome young master thought for a while, and did not show up, but continued to manipulate Sha.

Chen attacks the Liu family's convoy.

The big man of the Liu family who was holding the magic talisman also began to look pale. He had lost too much blood and his complexion was a little pale.

"Let me do it!" Another man bit his finger, took the talisman from the big man's hand, and kept the red text on the talisman releasing its power.

The sand and dust gradually formed into a tornado, and the violent wind began to tear the talismans of the talisman. The talisman could no longer hold up, and the talismans had cracks and were about to collapse.

"Crack..." The sound of breaking egg shells sounded in the storm.

"Fight them!" the leader of the convoy shouted while holding a knife.

The handsome young man stood in the storm, watching several ordinary people charging into the storm with knives, with a slanted smile on his lips: "How can ants who don't overestimate their abilities understand the power of practitioners!"

"Bang!"

The first strong man was torn into pieces by the tornado's sand and dust, and his blood splashed everywhere like a watermelon being smashed, shocking the people in the convoy...

There is an immortal master in Donglian Mansion, a disciple of the Demon Slayer Sect. Ordinary people don’t touch the sect. They only know that he is a kind-hearted immortal master. If you want something from him, it is not a problem that is too difficult.

Any kind-hearted immortal master would do it.

Xiao Wu and Liu Shan came to ask for help. After the disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect heard this, their expressions changed slightly. It seemed that the monsters left behind by that thing had not been completely solved.

The disciple of the Demon Slayer Sect released a spiritual light from his hand, "I have gone to ask my senior brother for help. I will go with you to have a look first."

Xiao Wu immediately stepped out of the horse and asked the disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect to get on the horse. But the disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect shook their heads: "You point me in the direction, I am the Free Dharma Sect."

Xiao Wu pointed to the southeast location. The disciples from the Demon Slayer Sect nodded and understood. He jumped up into the sky, stepped on the city wall and flew towards the southeast direction outside the city. The disciple from the Demon Slayer Sect swam towards him with a flying sword.

It fell at his feet and carried him to the southeast.

"I hope there's enough time!"

The spiritual light displayed by the disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect flew towards Dongzhou City at a very fast speed. It only took half an hour to travel a thousand miles.

By noon, Li Fujian had repaired most of his injuries. The wounds on his body had already condensed into blood scabs and fell off, leaving only a shallow scar.

A flash of light flew by, and Li Fujian stretched out his hand to grab it. After reading the contents, Li Fujian immediately went to find Su Zhao.


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