I Don’t Want To Go Against The Sky

"this……"

When Lin Fan and the others passed by a certain village, they found that it had become ruins, with corpses everywhere, and many women in disheveled clothes, obviously they had suffered some kind of torture during their lifetime.

"Cousin, they must have encountered bandits." Zhou Zhongmao frowned.

Although he likes not to leave a whole body for the enemy, he usually doesn't do anything to ordinary people. This is also Zhou Zhongmao's bottom line.

Feng Baoliu couldn't bear to look at this: "Okay, this is how the world is, every moment, there are tragedies happening, we are just passing by, don't worry about it too much."

"Why are you so indifferent?" Lin Fan looked at Feng Baoliu: "It's fine if I found you timid before, but when you encounter this kind of thing, you can say it so easily, do you still have any sympathy?"

Feng Boliu said: "You said it as if you had sympathy. When you slaughtered, you were more ruthless than anyone else. The branch was destroyed as soon as it was said. I didn't see you showing mercy."

"Fart, can it be the same? I can clearly distinguish the difference between bad guys and ordinary people." Lin Fan retorted, today's turmoil is going to be tough with him.

Feng Baoliu seemed to recall something, and his tone became a little depressed: "Whether good people or bad people, everything is just self-definition. If you want me to say, there are no good people or bad people in this world. Everything is self-centered. They just want to live on their own.”

"Why? If you have something on your mind, you can tell it. Maybe I can analyze it for you." Seeing Feng Boliu's expression, Lin Fan knew that he had a story and wanted to hear it.

"I……"

Sudden.

In the quiet village, the wood creaked only when it was on fire, but just now, they heard a slight cough.

"There is someone." Lin Fan said.

Feng Boliu was vigilant, and then a circle of gray internal force spread out, and the "Insect Control Technique" controlled the insects, sensing the movement in the ruins.

"There." Feng Boliu pointed to the collapsed ruins.

Zhou Zhongmao stepped forward, ignoring the burning logs, and directly grabbed them and opened them.

Pieces of wood were lifted to clear a passage.

Soon, the scene in front of them shocked both Lin Fan and Feng Boliu.

The two corpses were lying on the ground. The two corpses had been burnt black, and their faces could be vaguely seen, but they were also burned beyond recognition by the flames.

Zhou Zhongmao pulled the two corpses apart and saw a wooden board on the ground. The cough just now came from under the board.

The moment my cousin lifted the board, a sharp dagger suddenly struck in the dark space.

Very slow.

For a real master, the speed of this thrust is no different from that of a snail crawling.

Zhou Zhongmao did not fight back, but took a few steps back: "Come out."

Lin Fan and Feng Boliu looked at each other, obviously he didn't expect that there were still people alive.

Soon, from the dark cellar, a pair of immature hands that were stained with black ash stretched out.

"Child……"

Lin Fan didn't expect it to be a child.

The girl is not very old, she should be eight or nine years old.

The hair was long, but curled up at the ends, apparently scorched.

The exposed skin was red, as if it had been burned, and the skin was broken, with many blisters.

His face was covered with black ash, and his eyes were full of fear.

"It's luck to be able to survive." Feng Boliu said.

Lin Fan said: "Children, what happened here? Who did it?"

The little girl didn't speak, and kept looking at Lin Fan and the others.

Sudden.

When the little girl saw the two blackened corpses beside her, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Feng Boliu said: "Let's go, it's enough for us to rescue her, the next thing is up to her, whether she lives or dies, everything depends on whether God will feed her, we have caused so much trouble ourselves , I don’t know when I will face an invincible enemy.”

Feng Boliu took the horse rope and wanted to leave, but found that Lin Fan was not moving at all, his eyes were fixed on the little girl.

He admitted that the little girl was very poor.

But there are many poor people in the world, and there is no way to be pitiful.

"Mr. Lin, I never thought that you have the heart of a virgin." Feng Boliu said.

Lin Fan said: "Really? I didn't feel it, but I felt that there were things that needed to be done. If you mean that I am kind, then I admit it. I am indeed a kind person. Are you right?"

Feng Boliu was speechless, not knowing how to answer this question.

If you are so fucking kind, then there really will be no bad people in this world.

"Little girl, do you want to come with me?" Lin Fan looked at the other party, waiting for the other party's choice.

The little girl looked at Lin Fan, and then at the once beautiful village turned into ruins like it is now. She didn't know how much the beating heart in this small body suffered.

nodded.

"Okay, get on his horse and take you out of here." Lin Fan said, then pulled the horse rope and walked forward slowly.

"Hey, why do you want to get on my horse?" Feng Boliu shouted, what kind of thing is this, you want to take the person away, now you want to put the person on my horse, it's not like that.

Lin Fan said: "I'll give you a chance to be kind. Since you said I'm the Virgin, I'll show you once."

Feng Boliu smiled wryly, and then pulled the little girl up: "Sit down, don't fall."

When Feng Boliu's palm fell on the little girl's shoulder, for the little girl who suffered from burns, the pain on her body was relieved, it was refreshing and not so painful.

Under Feng Baoliu's eyelids, there was a trace of helplessness.

This reminded him of his time in Insect Valley. They were also adopted by the old master, and everyone's experience was very miserable.

Let's just say that he is romantic, and he has never seen what his parents look like in his life.

"Drive!" Feng Boliu pulled the horse rope.

Lin Fan smiled. The martial arts skills he practiced with his cousin were all for killing people, and he had never learned the skills to heal people, but the wind and waves are not certain. As a master of Chonggu, how could he not learned.

The little girl grabbed Feng Boliu's arm and looked back. That was her village, where her mother and grandma stayed, and there were many friends.

It's been a long time.

A small group of troops appeared in front of them, quite a number, hundreds of people.

These troops walked in disorder, carrying long spears and carrying many things in their hands, including chickens, ducks, and some tied pigs to long spears, and then the two of them put their shoulders on their shoulders and walked happily.

When the little girl saw these people, she clutched her burned arm tightly with both hands, even though it hurt, but she held back, tears rolled in her eyes, and blood flowed down her arm.

Feng Boliu felt that the small body in front of him was trembling, and he obviously understood what was going on.

These are the armies of King Wutong.

Lin Fan passed by these troops on horseback.

When the soldiers of the army saw these horsemen, they were also taken aback, obviously they did not expect that someone would dare to pass by them so calmly.

Lin Fan squinted his eyes. When passing by the leading army, he stopped suddenly, turned his head, and asked with a smile, "I want to ask you one thing. Did you destroy the villages behind?"

The leader of this army is Bo Chang, who can lead hundreds of officials. He held a roast chicken in his hand, his mouth was full of greasy food, and he walked towards Lin Fan fiercely: "We are the army under King Wutong, what are you? People, that village was destroyed by us, what happened?"

"It's nothing, I like people who tell the truth, so please go to your death."

brush!

A stream of light flashed.

Lin Fan drew the knife, and then the knife returned to its sheath, the speed was so fast that the knife was no longer visible to the naked eye.

Pooh!

A head slowly separated, and then a column of blood shot up to the sky, staining the ground red.

stunned.

All the soldiers were dumbfounded.

To them, it was like seeing a ghost.

The uncle was killed.

They couldn't believe that the uncle who was still fine died like this.

Rage point +66.

Rage point +77.

Rage point +66

...

When the little girl saw the scene in front of her, her eyes widened, as if she hadn't expected it.

Uproar!

The soldiers all reacted.

"The uncle was killed."

"He killed Bo Chang and caught him. They can't let them escape."

"Damn it, how dare you attack us, we are all soldiers of Wutong King, do you want to die?"

Lin Fan didn't pay attention to the clamor of these soldiers at all.

In his opinion, these are like mosquitoes buzzing in the ear, so annoying, really annoying.

"Cousin, take them down and tie them all up to a tree, don't kill them," Lin Fan said.

"I know, cousin." Zhou Zhongmao replied, and then dismounted, looking at these struggling little ants, he showed a sneer.

"To deal with you, you have to keep your hands. It's really troublesome."

boom!

The voice just fell.

Zhou Zhongmao rushed directly into the crowd.

These hundred-man troops are irresistible to ordinary people, but they are far from enough to the real strong.

To the hundred-man army, Zhou Zhongmao was like a raging beast. They couldn't resist at all, and they didn't even have a chance to resist.

Howling.

screaming.

Even though Zhou Zhongmao has kept his hand, it is really troublesome to control the power. Occasionally, he still blows up one or two soldiers.

The scene directly shocked the soldiers.

too scary.

It's just too scary.

Not long after.

The wailing stopped, and all these soldiers were tied to the trees.

There are a lot of trees here, and one person is tied to a tree, densely packed, which still looks a bit shocking.

Lin Fan stood there and said, "Look at my face clearly, don't die knowing who did it."

Rage point +66.

Rage point +66.

...

Although the number of anger points is very small, fortunately, there are enough.

"Let us go."

"We are soldiers of King Wutong, you let us go quickly."

They roared, even though their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, but at this moment, they felt that the smell of death had enveloped them.