I walked around the small village and found no one. I looked closely at the woods behind the village. Many fallen trees were in a mess. There were sword marks on the ground. The smell of blood still lingered in the air. It was obvious that after a fierce battle,

There was a fight, but no one was found, and there was no trace of blood on the ground.

Di Sha glanced at Feng Yun, who frowned and said nothing.

Di Sha said: "Follow the river and look for it."

Fengyun Bendang first pulled Disha along the river and speeded away.

Xiao Twelve and Xiao Eleven hurriedly followed, and they moved forward quickly. Not long after, Di Sha and Fengyun who were in the lead suddenly stopped.[

Seeing Feng Yun clenching his hands and looking at the river, Xiao Twelve followed Di Sha's gaze first. When he saw him, he immediately said angrily: "Who is he? He is too cruel."

Disha also saw it, and saw that in a bamboo forest next to the river, a large piece of bamboo tops had been cut off, leaving only bare bamboo branches, and each of these bamboo branches had a person on it. In the huge bamboo forest, there were densely packed bamboo branches.

It penetrated dozens of people. Everyone was pierced in mid-air and stopped in the center of the bamboo. The blood on their bodies flowed down the bamboo, merged into one stream, and flowed down the slope into the small river.

Among these people are gray-haired old people, middle-aged people with vicissitudes of life, energetic young people, beautiful women in their prime, and even more annoying, there are children.

A little girl of several years old, holding a bamboo flute in her hand, with her eyes wide open and full of fear, was driven through the bamboo branch through the heart and nailed to the bamboo with a look of death.

Xiao Twelve exclaimed: "What's going on? It's too much. How could something like this happen?"

Feng Yun bit her lips tightly, raised her right hand tremblingly for a while, and pointed at an inconspicuous corner by the bamboo forest. The three of them looked along her hand. Xiao Twelve couldn't bear it any longer and turned around with the long sword in his hand.

He slashed hard at the woods in front of him, causing dust to fly and the trees toppled. It was obvious that he was angry, and he roared: "Who is he? If you have the ability, come out to me. Come out to me."

Xiao Eleven's eyes were cold and he stamped his feet fiercely.

In front of Fengyun's finger, a newborn baby was carried high on a bamboo shoot. The baby's eyes were closed tightly. One small hand was holding it in the air, and the other was touching the bamboo shoot that passed through the body.

Bend it into a bow, and the blood on your body is dripping drop by drop along the bamboo, which is indescribably cruel.

The trees in the distance rustled, and it seemed that the beasts that killed these people were standing here admiring their masterpieces, laughing triumphantly, hehe, hehe.

It is also like the strong and unyielding adults among these victims, who cursed loudly, the frightened howling of the children, and the sadness and anger of the mothers.

They were so helpless, so sad and angry, and there was a suffocating atmosphere in the air.

There was a blue aura hanging over the bamboo forest, hazy covering the people who were cruelly nailed to the bamboos. At a glance, it was clear that the surrounding air was deliberately frozen in order to stabilize the bodies of these people and prevent them from falling.

, such cruel methods are really outrageous.

Disha kept looking at the woods without saying a word, his face sinking into the water with a heavy expression, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes seemed to burst out of fire.
Chapter completed!