There are many of them and their pace is slow.

Seeing the rebels approaching, they were already in chaos.

Cries, begging for mercy, yelling, wailing...

The voices of countless men, women, old and young mingled together.

These sounds did not move the red-eyed rebels, nor did they move their cold and hard hearts. They raised their knives firmly and dropped them. The light and shadow of the weapons were intertwined, blood spattered, and the corpses had their faces stained.

The remaining fear fell into a pool of blood.

Military orders are like mountains.

Up and down Xiaocheng, there are no chickens or dogs left!

Then, there is really only one dog and not one chicken left!

Suddenly, the curtain of a bloody hell on earth opened.

"Youli, the road ahead is still very long..." Looking at Shen Xiaolangjun who was unconscious from exhaustion after killing all the way, Qishan's eyes turned into a rare tenderness and complexity, "It will be harder than it is now..."

But he will always be there.

When he loosened his fist, he realized that the palm of his hand had been pricked with blood at some point, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

At this moment, he wished he could close his vision and hearing, never want to see those scenes again, never want to hear those sounds of struggling in the blood prison of the human world. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Chapter completed!