Martial Arts World

The remote small village surrounded by mountains, but at this time, the smoke is thick.

Crying, screaming, and unbridled arrogant laughter endlessly, the mountain village is now a hell.

There were corpses lying on the ground everywhere in the village, and some old and young faces were terrified of death. Looking at the dress, they were obviously residents of the village. The red blood stained the surrounding ground with a shocking maroon color.

A fierce gangster full of fierce glances ran back and forth in the villagers' homes, and the goods found in his hands ran out of laughter from time to time, and then a fire ignited the cleaned houses into a huge torch.

The road leading from the village to the forest is full of villagers who flee, most of them are women and children mixed with a few guards young and strong, at this time they are one by one panic and panic, the child's cry crying the woman's scolding and blaming Mixed together, it's annoying while the atmosphere of death seems to be nearly desperate as if death is about to come.

"Kill kill, kill, please!"

Three burly gangsters fell behind the panicked villagers. Their faces were full of murderous violent colors. The ghosts in their hands raised the sword. The blood splashed between the splits. The broken limbs were broken and the head was horrified. Gao threw it around and flew around from time to time, sending out a horrible grin like'桀桀桀' from time to time.

The three of them walked all the way and set off a violent storm of blood. The mournful wailing of the villagers before the death made the villagers who fled ahead tremble with a pale complexion.

At the forefront was a young woman in her twenties in Huaxin who was still holding a child of about one year old in her arms. At this time, the young woman was already pale and sweaty, and her feet were staggered and her hair was scattered. She insisted on it with a great motherly love, but when she heard the screams behind her getting closer and closer, she finally did not hold her heart down and fell down.

And in the direction of her fall, a boulder stood quietly!

"what……"

But that's how she still took care of the young child in her arms, and she took all the damage when she fell. One head hit the roadside boulder and snorted, her head suddenly bloody.

"Boy, my poor boy, woo woo..."

The young woman's body fell softly at the foot of the boulder. The original white and beautiful face was stained with red blood and Yin Horror, and the hands of the young woman tightly pressed the young child in his arms into the grass underneath. Xiumu's voice was sobbing, her voice getting lower and lower until she completely disappeared.

Fortunately, the young woman was sleeping soundly in her arms. She didn't realize that her dearest relatives had passed away. She shrank between her mother's arms and the grass and slept very sweetly.

"Oh, what a pity this little girl with water spirits!"

At that time, the three bite killing gangsters had killed all the villagers who had escaped. No matter whether the woman or the child had let go of the cruelty of the means, it was a pity to see Qingxiu young women already Xiang Xiaoyu falling.

"Uncle Niu, Niu Niu, ah, ah, etc., who have done such an extinct human nature, the thief **** it!"

Just when the three bite-killing bandits satisfied their tyrannical killing desires and turned around to leave, suddenly a hoarse anger in the voice-changing period sounded like thunder.

"Who……"

The reaction of the three bites to kill the gangsters was not unpleasant, but when I was shocked, the ghost sword was already carrying a fierce killing, and the head did not swipe back to the direction of the sound.

Hiss!

A small, thin figure like a galloping horse galloping past the three gangsters, the three acted suddenly, but they seemed to have been fixed, and a big sound of blood came out of the throat and fell to the ground. Died.

The three gangsters were killed in an instant. The small, thin figure did not stay in the slightest, and his eyes became blood-red and blood-red with a pair of gasps, and he ran towards the fireworks village with a hatchet.

Soon afterwards, there were bursts of screams and screams from the smoke-washed village, and from time to time a dull sound of one or two weapons struck, but soon disappeared again.

Huh...

Lin Sha sat down on the ground, gasping heavily, no matter where the sweat and blood on his face were mixed, he only felt that his hands and feet were soft and even a touch of elasticity was gone.

He was wearing a ten-year-old boy's body at this time, wearing a white sackcloth that had been washed white, and carrying a small medicine picking basket on his back, which was heavily filled with wild vegetables and untreated herbs.

In his left hand, he held an old half-cut hatchet with a wooden handle, and in his right hand, he held a thin blood-stained bamboo pole. His eyes stared blankly at the small village like a ghostly domain except for the flame crackling.

Inexplicably traversed to this quiet mountain village, the body and age are somehow turned into about ten years old, the internal power dissipated, but fortunately the strength of the dark peak is still there, and lived in the kind house of the uncle Niu, which took less than one month Quiet life.

Damn it!

After many years of fighting in Luding World, Neijia fist reached the peak level of dark power in the tempering of blood and fire, and all 12 serious things in the body were also opened. In order to try to break through the realm of Neijia fist, he took a risk and the result...

"Wow wow wow..."

Just as he wandered about his thoughts, from the direction of Houshan, who had just flew past, there was a loud cry of babies. Was there a living villager in his heart?

Shaking his sore and soft ankles, his hands swayed from the ground with his hands vigorously. Although the strength of the inner fist of the family fist is still strong, it is a pity that the strength and muscles of the ten-year-old child are not full~www. wuxiaspot.com~ The strength that can be exerted is only in the early stage of Mingjin, and it is necessary to fight quickly or wait for the exhaustion of physical strength is a destiny that is arbitrary.

Along the way, the villagers’ deaths were terrible. The abominable thieves’ psychology had been completely distorted. In order to vent their hearts, even the dead bodies were not let go. I have been vomiting for a long time and I have no strength to walk.

Following the cry of the bright baby, she quickly found the baby who was holding her tightly in the arms of the beautiful young woman Yang Jie who had been killed for a long time near the three brutal thieves who had been cut by her own throat.

call out!

The thin bamboo pole in his hand pierced like lightning, and instantly drove a belly snake head less than half a meter away from the crying baby, carefully turned over Sister Yang's already cold body, struggling to lift her firmly held arm away, and cry More than a little baby is gently held in his arms.

"Niangniang, I want to fuck, I want to fuck..."

The one-year-old baby was already able to speak, and was unhappy to be held in the arms by Lin Sha. A small face with a slap in her face was tears and tears. She tried to reverse the fat body and stretched out a pair of small white arms. Sister Yang, who had long lost her voice, kept waving and shouting.

"Hey……"

Lin Sha only felt that her nose almost fell into tears...