The burning black, the incomplete houses and the burning light all over the village.

All the peace and tranquility had disappeared, and the thick smell of blood filled the air.

It's hard for Shen Yanxiao to connect such a miserable scene with such a simple village. According to the news of Zhuque, she walked in the direction where Zhuque was. On the way, she saw the bodies of many villagers. The dead bodies lay on the ground quietly, and the soil under her body was dyed red with blood.

Many of these villagers and Shen Yanxiao had once met each other. Shen Yanxiao can even remember that the uncle who fell by the wall once enthusiastically stuffed her with two steaming steamed buns.

The villagers' pure and honest smile seems to be still in front of them, but they will never wake up.

Shen Yanxiao's eyebrows were frowning. Although she always thought the village was weird, it was hard for her to have any aversion to the livelihood of these villages.

The dark side of time, she has seen countless, but still cherish those positive things.

The more precious things are, the more precious they are.

Shen Yanxiao's heart is a little heavy. Only when she sees Zhuque can she know what happened in this small village!

Soon, Shen Yanxiao found Zhuque behind a broken thatched house.

Zhuque squatted on the wall, looking excitedly at some place.

Shen Yanxiao walked over, and the little Phoenix squatting on the head of the Zhuque immediately found her presence, cheerfully fanning her wings.

Zhuque turns to look at Shen Yanxiao. She makes a silent hum, and then hooks her white and tender fingers.

Shen Yanxiao frowned, walked to the side of the Zhuque, followed the sight of the Zhuque, and looked not far away.

Nine uncle is enough to hug the back, standing not far away, all over the body is scarred, he gasped heavily, relying on the crutches in his hands to barely support his body.

On the opposite side of Uncle Jiushu is a teenager about thirteen or fourteen years old. He is very delicate and handsome. Although he is still young, he can see that he will grow into a beautiful teenager in the future. Unfortunately, the handsome face of this little beautiful teenager does not have a trace of emotion. It's hard to see any fluctuation in his indifferent eyes. He stands upright in Uncle Jiushu On the opposite side, the hands on both sides of his body were covered with blood, red blood drops, dripping down his fingertips, fell on the two corpses lying at his feet.

The two corpses were all villagers in the village. The hearts of the two people were taken out of their chests. Now they were in the hands of the young man.

Shen Yanxiao has seen many of the world's top killers in his previous life. When they kill people, their expressions will not fluctuate at all. The most important thing is the eyes. The eyes are the windows leading to the heart. Whether a person's emotions fluctuate is mainly to look at the eyes, which are the top killers. It's hard to be completely unaware of them. But this is what we see The famous beauty youth, however, seems to have received a layer of ice cream without any change.

"Who is that kid?" Shen Yanxiao seldom sees such a ruthless person, and the age of the other person seems to be the same as that of her body. It's hard to imagine that such a cruel person can be achieved in such a young age.