The bright red plasma flowed down the middle of the boy's head and face, and the lights flashed, which was shocking.

The answer from Aiguli's voice poured out completely coincides with Jiang Qian's inner guess:

"Sand Gold!"

Aiguli said annoyedly: "It's Sha Jin! There is also a scar on his head!"

At this time, Jiang Qian's mind was showing the image of the other party when he first fought with Sha Jin: he was tied with a yellow turban on his forehead, dressed like a monk, had a strong figure, and his exposed arm muscles were tight, making him look like a martial arts practitioner.

Now that I think about it, the yellow headscarf covers a nearly fatal scar...

Seeing the young Sha Jin shaking, Jiang Qian and Aiguli finally understood why the causal mirror arose. Of course, even if they knew, they could not interfere.

The young man's body softened, and he was easily pushed away and collapsed beside the road.

At this time, his father had instantly woken up from his grief and pounced on Xiaozhuo, who was like an executioner, with a hideous face!

Xiaozhuo threw away the hoe that cut over Sand Gold.

And take out a more handy set of weapons from behind: scimitars.

This scimitar is not the first time Jiang Qian saw him. When he fought with Sha Jin, he almost fell into the maze of his scimitar.

Now it seems that the origin of this weapon is so.

Since the scimitar came to Sha Jin's hand later, it means that Yuanxi and his son are in trouble... Jiang Qian's eyes were focused on the chaos of war, but he reached out to pat Aiguli's shoulder, and attached it to her ear to remind her that the conflict that would arise later.

According to the rules of subjugating the sub-chess, Jiang Qian needs to defeat Sand Jin again before he can be considered as conquering.

But at present, the pace of chaos is rising.

The father, who was eager to protect his son, directly drove his strength to the third state, and as he moved at high speed, he slashed his killer move on top of Xiaozhuo's head!

In the face of danger, Xiaozhuo's condition showed amazing calmness.

He did not retreat but advanced. The scimitar divided into two from the twist of his fingers, and then into four. He flew three very quickly to all of them! He flew one after another and chased the centaur leader from different directions and angles.

The leader in the air glared at him, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, scoffing at the scimitar that was sending him around him.

It can be seen that dodging these flying knives is not difficult for him.

Therefore, his attention was still entirely focused on the target prey - his nephew Xiaozhuo.

However, in the blink of an eye, Xiaozhuo was gone!

In the leader's surprise eyes, the scimitar that he was chasing behind him suddenly broke, and the young man's palm stretched out from the cracks, carrying another scimitar.

The sharp curved blade refracts the moonlight, showing a dazzling blood color, and penetrates directly into the leader's spine.

With a "hu" sound, the long sword collided with the scimitar, and the sharp weapon collapsed!

The leader stopped the fatal blow behind him, but also damaged his weapons...

He landed in a defensive posture and turned around, and the sharp blade that Xiaozhuo had mastered had reached his sight.

At that moment, the sword light reflected on the leader's face, illuminating his astonished face and a slightly panicked look.

Perhaps the opponent's strength completely exceeded his expectations, or perhaps the imminent stimulation of weapons, he could no longer maintain his calmness as the leader of the village, but instead tried his best to avoid the edge and seek another opportunity for war.

But this avoidance has stepped into another trap.

Xiao Zhuo's figure in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the familiar scimitar was poked out from the crack beside the leader!

The blade cut the leader's left rib, and blood splattered in an instant, throwing the leader's huge and strange centaur's body dozens of meters away.

The heavy body rubbed against the dirt road and stopped slowly. Before the leader could breathe, his short body was approaching his eyes again.

Xiao Zhuo lifted up the scimitar expressionlessly...

"Don't move, child! I am your uncle!" the leader suddenly shouted.

This begging made the attack hesitate for two seconds.

Xiaozhuo's numb face showed a look of confusion and frowned.

However, it was this moment of stagnation that made the leader find a chance to backhand. His four hooves were tightened, and he aimed at the boy's chest and suddenly attacked!

As the sound of the crack sounded, the rushing horse's hooves suddenly stopped at a distance of only one punch from Xiaozhuo's standing.

Then, the thick horse's legs fell to the ground with a faint spasm.

A hidden crack appeared above the head of the centaur leader. The young man's hand holding a scimitar poked out from it and cut off the leader's neck.

His still short figure slowly poked out from it, and then threw the head in his hand to the ground.

Jiang Qian and Ai Guliguan looked at the scene silently and couldn't help but frown.

The residents of the village who were still alive around and the guards also watched this scene, fear spreading in their hearts...

Many people here have not yet identified Xiaozhuo's identity, and they only see this fact:

A half-old child was slaughtering in the village. He killed many people like a wild beast, kept killing people, and killed the leader they supported and trusted!

Now it seems that no one can stop the killing.

"Devil, monster... Help!!"

A resident with a mental breakdown shouted and turned around and ran wildly in the opposite direction, and the next moment he was cut open with a scimitar.

He screamed and threw himself down, crawled, and finally swallowed.

Everyone at the scene froze.

The threat of death makes people dare not act rashly anymore.

A cold light flashed in Xiaozhuo's free hand, and a new scimitar appeared. Then, he looked around, as if looking for something.

His nose wings swayed in the air, sniffing like animals.

When he faced the thatched hut where Yuanxi was imprisoned, he stopped and walked forward.

But at this moment, a hand tightly grabbed his ankle.

Xiaozhuo's cold and numb face froze again. When he looked down, he was the headless leader who had already cut off his head.

Jiang Qian, hiding in the dark, also focused his attention. He saw a strange luster flowing somewhere in the head's body, and the position was blocked by clothes, which was difficult to see clearly for a moment.

Until the flowing luster quickly swam through the skin of the headless leader, and ran along the arms holding Xiaozhu's ankles to the nerve endings, touching Xiaozhu's skin through his fingers...

Suddenly a smoke of smoke rose along the skin that the two of them were in contact!

Xiao Zhuo howled, hurriedly broke free from the headless leader's clamp, waved his scimitar and fought back, and instantly cut the headless leader's remaining body into pieces!

In an instant, the blood mist dissipated and the smell was sensational, and everyone was shocked.

"So disgusting~" Aiguli muttered disgustfully, looking at Jiang Qian in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Jiang Qian was still staring at the scene of tyranny intently, and took all the falling pieces of meat. At this moment, a nearly greedy light was faintly flashing in his eyes.

What made him excited was not this fragmented bloody picture, but a strange round mark on a piece of minced meat, like the mouth of an open lamprey.

--ash!

The leader was actually a man of ashes, so was his behavior also affected by ashes? In this case, would "that person" be... When Jiang Qian was in doubt, Xiaozhuo, who had climbed up from his uncle's pool of blood, was already staggering towards the hut where Yuanxi was.

No one was trying to come forward to stop them, and no one even tried to escape from the scene, and the deep fear of death kept them firmly in place.

"Mom...Mom..."

Xiaozhuo shook and approached the hut, with black air vaguely lingering at his ankles. He was like a leaked container, and his strength was missing bit by bit from the gap.

At this time, no one was stationed in front of the hut, and sparks splashed in chaos were igniting the hut. The fire grew and the house was in danger.

Xiaozhuo speeded up and rolled and crawled towards the hut!

Jiang Qian and Aiguli's eyes also followed his short figure. It was obvious that killing was not his original intention, and he focused on his mother.

"mom--"

As the hut collapsed in the fire, the short and staggering figure suddenly fell to the door of the hut, with a painful and ferocious expression.

The next second, Xiaozhuo was stunned.

The dark door swayed, and a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

That person was the weak Yuanxi.

She looked around, her expression was muddy, and she was silent for a long time.

Until Xiaozhuo struggled to get up from the ground, hugged her body, held her shoulders, and called her urgently over and over again!

Mother.

This title made the lost mother regain some consciousness.

She finally pulled her eyes away from those tragic scenes, from the faces of those people with fear, grief, and even resentment, and tried hard to focus on her own son.

Xiaozhuo raised his face and devoted his attention to his mother's face. Although Jiang Qian could not see his expression, he could also guess his excitement at the moment.

Yuanxi stretched out his hand and stroked his son's blood-stained face, with complex emotions waving in his eyes:

"I'm sorry...Mom, I'm sorry for you..."

But her child seems not good at expressing himself. He just holds and looks at his mother, as if he can let go of all his guards as long as he is by his mother's side.

So much so that when the dagger was inserted from behind, he was only stunned, still staring at his mother, his mouth slightly opened, as if he wanted to express his questions subconsciously...

Two lines of tears slid from Yuan Xi's face and smudged on his blood-stained clothes.

At this point, she could no longer control her collapse. She pressed her arm behind her son with force again, and the dagger penetrated her chest and stabbed her body at the same time.
Chapter completed!