Since training from the beginning, Wen Hao has spent almost all his time on training, and only spends the time before going to bed every day to study book knowledge.
Although Wen Hao persisted in training every day, he was only eleven years old after all. Needless to say, his body was tired. As soon as he went to bed, he fell asleep quickly.
Wen Hao, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know how long it had passed, but suddenly there was a huge roar, and the ground trembled. Wen Hao was suddenly frightened to sleep, and then there was a burst of noisy sounds.
In the hazy state, Wen Hao got up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked outside through the window. The sky was still as dark as ink, with only a few scattered stars blinking like naughty children.
The entire Wen Family Mansion was brightly lit, and a large number of fully armed guards ran towards the front yard with solemn expressions, while the maids and servants who had no force fled in panic and screamed in fear.
Looking at what was happening outside the window, Wen Hao's whole body trembled, and he suddenly knew something had happened. Before he could react, a series of roars came, shaking the ground constantly, like an earthquake, making people stand still.
Unstable.
Immediately, from the place where the roar sounded, terrifying energy fluctuations overflowed, causing Wen Hao standing in the room to tremble all over and his face suddenly turned pale.
Without any time to think, Wen Hao turned around, quickly put on his clothes, took out a dagger from the wall, held it tightly in his hand, and then rushed out 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 who looked panicked. However, at this time, no one noticed Wen Hao, the young master.
As soon as he entered the front courtyard gate, Wen Hao was stunned.
At this time, the front yard was in ruins, killing cries were heard, corpses could be seen everywhere, and the blood almost formed a river, making it seem like a battlefield.
The front wall has collapsed, and a large number of black-clothed men exuding a powerful aura rushed from the outside. They were all holding weapons and had murderous looks on their faces. Wherever they passed, everyone they encountered was killed with one sword without mercy.
, even those defenseless old, weak, women and children are the same.
The guards of the Wen Mansion did not show any weakness. They took advantage of all the bunkers and fired out cold streaks from their powerful crossbows, constantly taking away the lives of the men in black who were charging towards them, vowing to keep them out.
Although Wen Hao comes from a martial arts family and has been practicing martial arts for six or seven years, he is only eleven years old after all, and has never seen a real fight, let alone such a terrifying scene.
Looking at the lives that continued to fall, seeing the gurgling blood shooting out like water, and listening to the wailing of those people who were full of unwillingness and fear before they died, Wen Hao's face suddenly turned pale, and fear rushed from the bottom of his heart to his forehead and brain.
There was a blank in his mind, standing there blankly, forgetting that he was still in a dangerous place.
While Wen Hao was in a daze, those brave men in black, who were not afraid of death, finally rushed into the front yard after suffering a lot of casualties. Immediately, Wen Hao's guards did not show weakness, dropped the crossbows in their hands, and pulled out the weapons from their waists.
With a sharp sword, his eyes were red, energy spread throughout his body, and he faced him with murderous intent.
In hand-to-hand combat, both the guards and the men in black were fearless, especially the Wenfu guards. The other party's attack on the Wenfu was an insult to them, so naturally they could not let each other go easily.
Everyone was in a life-for-life attitude. Even if they were slashed by the opponent, they would take the opportunity to slash the opponent again. Some of the guards were even stabbed by the man in black with a sword from behind. They actually
When he was about to die, he picked up the sharp sword in his hand and stabbed his body fiercely. The sword came out of his body and directly stabbed the man in black behind him to death.
Wen Hao's face was pale, and he just stood there, like a fool, motionless looking at the situation in front of him that was like Shura hell.
"bump"
A black shadow suddenly flew over and landed heavily in front of Wen Hao, making Wen Hao tremble all over.
Feeling the danger, Wen Hao instinctively pulled out the sharp sword in his hand and held it tightly. Only then did he turn his attention to the man in black on the ground covered in blood.
The man in black seemed to have felt Wen Hao standing in front of him. He was startled, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was about to attack Wen Hao. However, as soon as his body moved, a large mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, but he was no longer able to do anything.
Get up.
Feeling the cold murderous aura, Wen Hao's heart trembled. The huge crisis made him not care so much, and the sharp sword in his hand instinctively stabbed the man in black on the ground.
"laugh"
With a soft sound, the sharp sword easily penetrated the body of the man in black under the fearful eyes. As Wen Hao withdrew the sharp sword in his hand, a stream of bright red blood spurted out, covering Wen Hao's head and body.
A thorough one.
Feeling the scalding heat on his body and smelling the smell of blood, Wen Hao, for some unknown reason, actually stuck out his tongue and licked the hot blood around his mouth. It seemed to taste good and he even licked his lips.
"Master Wen Hao, why did you come here?" An anxious voice suddenly sounded behind Wen Hao, and then an old man with white hair and an anxious face appeared next to Wen Hao.
When the old man saw Wen Hao covered in blood, his expression suddenly changed. He hurried forward and while checking Wen Hao's body, he asked anxiously: "Master Wen Hao, where are you injured?"
Startled 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 great fear: "Fang...Grandpa Fang, I...I...killed...people."
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After checking Wen Hao's whole body, no injuries were found. Hearing Wen Hao's fearful voice, he turned to look at the body of the man in black next to him and the dagger still dripping with blood in Wen Hao's hand.
The old man understood immediately.
"The master once said that a man should protect his home and relatives from harm." The old man put his hands on Wen Hao's shoulders and consoled him: "These men in black destroyed our home and killed our relatives. As a man,
Our responsibility is to kill them all, so the young master does not have to blame himself."
Hearing this, Wen Hao raised his head and glanced at the dilapidated front yard and the countless corpses on the ground. He seemed to understand something. His eyes instantly turned red, and he held the sword in his hand tighter. Cold murderous aura came out of his body, and he made a cold voice.
Said: "Yes, these people destroyed our home and killed our relatives. We should kill them all."
Wen Hao's breakthrough changes shocked the old man, especially the strong murderous aura. Even the strong old man had some palpitations.
Looking worriedly at Wen Hao, whose temperament had changed drastically and whose whole body was wrapped in murderous aura, the old man's mouth twitched several times, not knowing what kind of impact his words would have on the child in front of him.
"I hope it's okay!" the old man prayed in his heart, and then regardless of Wen Hao's reaction, he picked him up and rushed towards the backyard.
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