A dilapidated courtyard in the Yecheng slums was in a mess, and the smell of blood and meat filled the courtyard. Several adult men had bulging eyes, and bloodshot eyes in the whites, and they fell in a pool of blood, with hot blood gurgling.
It was flowing, and plumes of hot white smoke were rising in the cold autumn weather, and within a few minutes it turned into a puddle of cold blood.
The underground fire in a large pot in the yard was extinguished, leaving only the charred wood. A large pot was set up. The hot water in the pot was still boiling. It was impossible to see what was cooking inside, but the cloying aroma lingered.
Distribute.
Next to the pot, several children had their hands and feet tied up and were lying quietly on the ground, breathless. Each of them had a scar as big as a bowl on their neck, and there was a blood stain underneath them as if they were killing chickens and sheep. Only one was lucky.
The child is still alive, but has passed out long ago.
This was what Long Yanhua saw when he rode Mingyue and brought Bird and Bear over. Bai Shaosi, dressed in black, sat far away on the straw-paved roof, frowning, obviously looking at each other.
I felt unhappy when I saw the scene, but it was just unhappy. This trace of emotion turned into ashes and disappeared after a few seconds. Looking at the girl standing in the courtyard, her face was calm, but her body was slightly trembling and her hands were clenched.
The drops of bright red flowing out from between her fingers when she clenched her fists showed that she was not at peace inside.
"How could this happen?" His voice became hoarse and heavy due to trying his best to suppress his anger. Bai Shaosi suddenly felt that the girl in front of him became different from usual, and even the cold aura on her suddenly unkempt hair was so fierce that she simply couldn't.
It was not something that a teenage girl should have. Even a general who had experienced hundreds of battles would not have such evil aura after many battlefields, but the girl miraculously allowed him to see an inexplicable phenomenon.
"Eleven people were already dead when I came here. Kill them before they kill the twelfth one." Bai Shaosi said, his calm tone seemed to mean that he was not talking about a dozen lives, but about a dozen lives.
A dozen numbers are generally easy.
Cold-blooded, this word was embodied to perfection by him, but this explanation was harsh in Long Yanhua's ears. He looked up angrily at Bai Shaosi who was sitting on the roof, even though he knew that the deaths of these children were not his.
wrong.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, I saw that the damned people had died and received the punishment they deserved, but those children would not survive.
He walked to the surviving child and looked carefully. It was difficult to distinguish her appearance from the blood-smeared little face, but Long Yanhua was slightly surprised and squatted down to pick up the child, moved it aside and placed it in a clean haystack nearby.
Next, was it an accident? Or was fate predetermined? This child was none other than Xiao Ping's sister Ling Ling. The child Xiao Ping asked her to take care of was the only one to survive among the other twelve children.
There were no souls left in the yard. After all, she came a step too late. She didn't know if there were ghosts in this world, but the souls of the children had indeed disappeared, and those evildoers were probably sent to hell.
The rich aroma gradually covered up the smell of blood. Looking at the source of the aroma, the thick smoke billowing in the large pot on the extinguished charcoal fire had been blown away by the wind, and the contents of the pot could be clearly seen.
But after just one glance, Long Yanhua couldn't help but turn away, pressed his right hand on his chest and couldn't help but retching.
It was a hand, a pale hand that had been boiled, and a ferocious face that was boiled to pieces, half submerged in the boiling water...
Crazy! These people are really crazy! She was surprised when she heard passers-by talk about cannibalism before, but now she saw it with her own eyes, and the one who was cooked was one of the children she saw yesterday, so even if she had it again
With a strong heart, it was difficult to accept it for a while. It would be strange if she could accept it. She is not as cold-blooded as Bai Shaosi.
She counted the dead children on the ground, ten, but the deer was missing. The identity of the person in the pot was also explained, it was the deer. Poor Xiao Ping and the deer, one was beaten to death, and the other was... She restrained herself from not wanting to
I thought about it further. I took out a yellow paper talisman drawn with cinnabar from my arms, pinched it with my fingers, and the paper talisman miraculously burned, turning into ashes and dispersing the Yin energy nearby.
"What are you going to do?" Long Yanhua's unusual movements made Bai Shaosi, who was sitting on the roof, slightly stunned. Although he didn't know how Long Yanhua lit the paper talisman in his hand instantly, it was obviously not a question at this time.
What was the right time? Facing the corpses here, Long Yanhua didn't seem ready to give up, so he asked her about her plans.
"Bury them, at least let them rest in peace." She sighed, this was the only thing she could do for them.
"Why waste time? There are many dead people in this world." Bai Shaosi was angry at her statement.
There was no answer. At this time, Long Yanhua felt that there was no communication between the two. She could not learn from Bai Shaosi's cold-bloodedness. She suddenly wondered if this man would be sad for someone one day. His cold-bloodedness was also
He is considered a weirdo in the world, and even the best killers may not be able to reach his level.
She personally gathered the children's bodies together and dug a hole beside the courtyard. Although Long Yanhua had Taoist earth movement skills and her spiritual power, she could easily dig a big hole.
Bai Shaosi was still here, and using Taoism would only cause unnecessary trouble, so she could only pick up the shovel in the yard and dig the hole herself and bury the children together.
I don't know when Linling woke up. When he saw 'big sister' digging holes and filling soil, he sat there as if he had lost his soul and neither cried nor made a fuss. He worked hard for more than two hours to get everything done, but nothing happened.
The monument was erected because Long Yanhua didn't know the names of these children. He walked slowly to Ling Ling and asked, "Are you willing to follow me?"
If she still doesn't want to follow, how will she live alone...
Seeing that the girl's eyes were still blurry, Long Yanhua pointed her index finger at the center of Lingling's eyebrows, and a trace of spiritual power helped the girl concentrate under her control. Only then did she see her expression gradually clearing up. The child was frightened, and suddenly this
The heavy blow was hard for her to accept and her spirit collapsed. Without Long Yanhua to help her concentrate, maybe she would only be a madman and a fool in the future.
"big sister?"
The girl's timid voice came, and Long Yanhua nodded.
Linling suddenly rushed to Long Yanhua and hugged her legs tremblingly, "Brother Xiaolu and the others..." She couldn't finish her sentence. Although she was in a trance before, she could clearly see Long Yanhua.
Yanhua's actions buried her companions one by one.
He knelt down, took the girl into his arms, and patted her shoulder gently, "It's okay, everything is over. The world is like this, the weak eat the strong. If you don't want to be buried in the soil, you have to...become strong!"
"
Linling suddenly stopped crying, her body stiffened, and she paused and said, "Can you become stronger by following your sister?" A pair of eyes on her determined little face looked at Long Yanhua seriously, as if she suddenly became a six-year-old
As the children grow up, they become brave and able to take responsibility.
"Maybe." A slightly aged voice sounded, without giving an exact answer, because Long Yanhua herself didn't know what the girl's future would be like. She didn't want to lie to her, she just wanted to help her and take her in as much as possible.
Lingling gritted her teeth and said, "I'll go with you!"
Long Yanhua just nodded slightly. He looked up at Bai Shaosi, who had been sitting on the roof for more than two hours watching what he was doing, and looked at each other silently. Then he stood up and took Ling Ling's little hand and faced the BMW Mingyue.
After waving, the horse stepped forward and led the two of them out of the small courtyard.
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As they left the city, there was a rush of wind in their ears on the road. Long Yanhua rode a horse and galloped, with a six or seven-year-old girl sitting in front of him. "Listen, now I am going to the front line of the Southern Territory war. I can only take you with me. You... just
Come with me to see the real cruelty of the battlefield!"
This may be the first baptism of Ling Ling's new life. It takes a lot of courage and perseverance to just watch on the battlefield. Whether she can realize her wish and become stronger depends on herself.
"Yes, Sister Yanhua." With her focused expression, the girl has gradually changed unconsciously. Meeting Long Yanhua will be the luck of her life.
On this day, Long Yanhua met a person, Song Ling, whose real name was Ling Ling.
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On the remote official road with yellow mud and gravel, a black horse galloped like black lightning. Bai Shaosi was dressed in black and had a stern expression. He was often distracted while riding. Even he himself didn't know why he wasted his time watching.
The girl burying those children was just a casual friendship. Although he could see that she was the same kind of person as him, they had completely different hearts. She seemed indifferent and didn't take anything to heart, but she
He has feelings that a strong person shouldn't have, at least that's what he thinks.
Born into a royal family and experiencing a life of intrigue and intrigue since childhood, he had long since given up on the feelings that caused trouble, and all he had was ambition and the will to become stronger.
Bai Shaosi, the only direct heir to the royal family of Northern Xinjiang, originally had many brothers and sisters, but those so-called relatives had been eliminated by him one by one. After he was assassinated many times by those "brothers and sisters" when he was five years old, he had already
He didn't believe in family ties. When he came of age at the age of sixteen, the coming-of-age ceremony was the heads of his two older brothers given by his father. At the age of eighteen, he had become the only one in the next generation of the royal family. One day, his father's body would be gone.
If you decline, you can kill your father! Get the upper hand!
This is the rule of the Northern Xinjiang royal family, passed down for thousands of years.
Northern Xinjiang is so cruel. There are many heirs in the royal family in the past, but as long as an heir is selected, the other descendants will only die. Therefore, when he was young, he naturally had many narrow escapes at the hands of his brothers and sisters. Bai Shaosi stood out among the others.
, relying on that cold-bloodedness, so in his opinion, this is his path to becoming strong.
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ps: This is the second male lead, does anyone like him? I have a hunch that he will surpass the first male lead and will be more popular than the first male lead in the future.