While speaking, Zuo Yang jumped high and rushed into the crowd without waiting for those people to react.

These people and Li Ruoqiu are just ordinary people, with only 1,000 qi and blood value and no martial arts skills. Zuo Yang is like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and he will die on the spot whenever he makes a move.

In the midst of howling ghosts and wolves, some people had already knelt down and begged for mercy, and some turned around to try to escape, but how could they quickly overcome Zuo Yang's light skills? Often, the escaped people were the first to become his killing target.

No one can run away...

Because what he wants is: no one left!

"kill!!!"

Zuo Yang's heart was filled with passion. He knew that he was a little out of control, but he was completely indulging himself.

"kill!!!"

He only knew that if he didn't do much, the turbid air in his chest would never be released, and nothing else mattered!

"kill!!!"

These people deserve to die, no! He is not killing people, but beasts!

"Li Wi... Cuihua, I was wrong. I apologize to you. Please see that I have given you three steamed buns before. You beg to this hero to plead with me and let me go. I am confused. I am not a human being. I will make you a cow and horse in the future..."

A slightly older man had already looked like a mortal face and could no longer stand on his legs. He just lay on the ground and hugged Li Ruoqiu's begging.

“…”

Looking at the scene in front of him that looked like hell on earth, Li Ruoqiu pursed his lips, feeling unbearable.

But seeing the familiar and...sick faces in front of her, she shook her head slightly, gritted her teeth and turned her head to the side.

"Good you Widow Li! An ungrateful bitch! If we hadn't taken you in, you would have long...ah!"

Seeing that Li Ruoqiu ignored him, the man immediately became angry and embarrassed again. His face turned into a ferocious look and started cursing.

Unfortunately, he only cursed halfway and stepped on him with one foot.

Then he made up his feet and died.

“…”

Zuo Yang just glanced at her, said nothing more, and continued to kill!

"Yihua Palace..."

Looking at his back, Li Ruoqiu's eyes were complicated, and a black plum blossom slowly fell from her face. She raised her hand to catch it, held it in her palm, muttering to herself, "Do notify the marriage in the world and kill all the unfaithful people in the world..."

...

After a while, nearly a hundred corpses were everywhere in Tingfeng Village.

The last person who lived was the hunter who brought back the news, and the first person who forcibly possessed Li Ruoqiu was also him.

"Big, hero, please let me go. I, I was wrong. As long as you let me go, let me do anything, I beg you..."

The hunter's face was ashes, his whole body was shaking like a sieve. He sat on the ground and moved backwards, hoping to be farther away from Zuo Yang, the bloodthirsty demon, even if it was only an inch away.

As he moved, a clear wet mark was dragged out from the ground, and the air was filled with smell and smell.

He was so scared that he was so scared that he was pissed out.

"hehe."

Zuo Yang ignored him and just approached slowly step by step. He turned to look at Li Ruoqiu not far away and said in that dull voice, "Look, if this world is originally a hell, instead of suffering in it, why not turn yourself into an evil ghost walking in hell?"

"The little ghost only dares to bully the weak, but he has always been afraid of the evil ghosts, right?"

After saying that, Zuo Yang stepped onto the hunter's chest and planned to kill him.

"Wait a moment!"

A soft cry suddenly came from behind.

"?"

Zuo Yang stopped his momentum, but turned around and saw Li Ruoqiu moving his somewhat stiff legs towards her, and in her hand, she had picked up the scissors that had been used to kill themselves before.

Maybe she had already hidden herself before she came out?

"Can this person..."

Facing Zuo Yang's gaze, Li Ruoqiu was a little restrained, and even his voice was still a little weak, but a trace of determination appeared in her eyes. She paused and continued, "...Can you hand him over to me?"

"please."

Zuo Yang made a gesture of asking for help, but in order to prevent the hunter from resisting, he still stepped on his chest.

"Thanks."

Li Ruoqiu nodded.

"Cuihua, everything is wrong with me. I deserve to die, my bastard, my beast... If you let me go, I beg you, you can let me go..."

Seeing Li Ruoqiu approaching step by step, the hunter began to struggle wildly and kept begging for mercy loudly.

But under Zuo Yang's control, he could not move at all.

"Li Cuihua, you can't treat me like this!"

As the hunter's face was already red, his voice was even louder.

But the next second.

"Click!"

The pair of scissors and inserted into his neck.

Blood gushed out and the whole world became completely quiet.

"call--!"

Zuo Yang let out a long breath, and the turbid air that filled his chest so much that it made him feel uncomfortable was finally breathed out, with unprecedented pleasure.

"Hero..."

Still holding the scissors inserted into the hunter's neck, Li Ruoqiu's chest was undulating violently, as if she had only really begun to breathe greedily at this moment.

"What?"

Zuo Yang asked.

"This black jade plum blossom looks even better after it is stained with blood."

Li Ruoqiu raised one hand, spread out his palm and exposed a black plum blossom soaked in scarlet blood. He curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled miserably.

The flowers are beautiful, and the people are beautiful.

"Um."

Zuo Yang made a nasal sound to express his approval.

"Hero, Yihua Palace... can really help me become an evil ghost? Now, I want to be an evil ghost, an evil ghost walking in hell."

Li Ruoqiu said again.

"You are now."

Zuo Yang nodded.

"But I'm still too weak now."

Li Ruoqiu said with a wry smile.

"Then let's go with me." Zuo Yang smiled.

"good."

Li Ruoqiu pulled out the scissors from the hunter's neck, and a blood mist sprayed out, dyeing her coarse cloth torn clothes red again...

...

This matter seems to have been resolved.

Li Ruoqiu volunteered to move to the Flower Palace with Zuo Yang, which was undoubtedly the best result.

Zuo Yang first accompanied her to a small lonely tomb not far away to worship. The one buried her four-year-old daughter, which was very simple and sloppy, and even the tombstone was just a piece of tattered wooden board.

Zuo Yang originally wanted to propose a rest, but Li Ruoqiu refused. She said she had her own reasons, so Zuo Yang did not ask much.

After doing all this, Li Ruoqiu had no worries anymore.

The two finally left Tingfeng Village and walked all the way to Mohua Palace.

But I didn't know that I had just arrived at a small locust tree forest outside the village not long after I left Tingfeng Village...

"Hula! Hula! Hula! Hula!..."

A sound of clothes breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and another team of people blocked their way.

There are five people in total, all of them NPCs.

The leader is called "Lingen Deacon Li Weiyong". He is short and round, with a squinting eyes and a nose that is almost a ball, his robe is tightly tight on his body, his hands and feet are wide, and he has a laughing expression on his face, and he looks cute.

The remaining four people are relatively ordinary disciples of the rootless sect.

"Hahaha, give this woman to me. I can let you go as if I have never seen you, otherwise... I scream..."

After landing, the smile on the face of the deacon of Wugen Sect, Li Weiyong, was a little better than before, and said to Zuo Yang with a smile.

However, this guy's voice was very delicate, and no matter how he sounded, he was a sissy that was extremely inconsistent with his figure. There was nothing wrong with this...
Chapter completed!