Ai Siyu stood there blankly, looking at everything in front of him with an infinite chill in his heart. The air was filled with the strong smell of blood. He shook his head vigorously, hoping that these were not true.

He walked with difficulty and walked not far away. He bent down and stretched out his trembling hands to touch a man on the ground. The man's body was still warm.

"Hey, brother, wake up." Ai Siyu shook the man's shoulders with both hands, and a stream of blood spilled from the man's mouth without any response.

Ai Siyu threw himself at other corpses on the ground, and the same result responded to him. Looking at everything in front of him, blood condensed into a river, corpses piled up like a mountain, and pieces of body and limb fragments scattered on the ground, one by one.

The bloody internal organs were scattered in the grass, and the bright red blood stains under the moonlight made people feel suffocating against the green background.

Almost all of the cold corpses on the ground had been shattered by powerful force. The internal organs inside the bodies were incomplete and the corpses were so weak and textureless.

Ai Siyu rushed to the farmhouse where Situ Yue lived in panic. The dilapidated courtyard door was ajar. A bad premonition came from the bottom of his heart and he rushed in in panic.

"No!" What he saw in front of him made him return to his previous calmness. In the center of the courtyard, two old men were lying on the ground, with their two withered hands tightly clasped together. There was a long blood trail behind them. It was obvious that

The two of them used their last bit of strength to crawl together before they died.

Ai Siyu rushed towards the two old men in panic and touched their bodies lightly with his hands, but a trace of residual warmth had not dissipated.

"Uncle, aunt, wake up." Ai Siyu mobilized the clear current in his body and injected it into the two bodies, trying to use his power of spiritual cultivation to save them.

"Cough..." The old man coughed, and streams of blood spilled from his mouth.

"Young man, don't waste your energy. Xiaoyue was chased by them and ran out of the village. I don't know what happened to her now! Go and see her!" After the old man said this intermittently, another mouthful of blood came from his mouth.

When he came out, the old man turned his head with difficulty and stared at his wife beside him. His eyes were filled with a kind of tranquility. His dry hands tightened, and the last bit of life quickly disappeared.

Ai Siyu stood there looking at the two bodies that were getting colder and colder, with a few tears falling from the corners of his eyes. He knew in his heart that if he hadn't taken Situ Yue away, these old people would not have died tragically, nor would these simple villagers.

Mingsang Huangquan.

Just when Ai Siyu was falling into deep self-blame, he suddenly felt something touching him from behind. It was a touch without energy fluctuations.

Slowly turning around, his heart was shaken again when he saw everything in front of him. There was a child covered in blood lying on the ground. The small body was only five or six years old. The boy's body crawled with a half-meter wide path.

The boy's abdomen was forcibly penetrated by a force, and gurgling liquid continued to flow out of the hole. A small intestine was pulled out from it, and it stretched out for several meters. A faint layer of blood reflected on the intestine.

The cold moonlight shines.

At the other end of the intestine hangs an organ that Ai Siyu cannot name. "Brother, can you help me find my mother? I'm scared of this place. It's so scary. There's blood everywhere." The boy's immature voice sounded feebly.

, the little face became twitching constantly due to pain.

Ai Siyu's heart ached as he listened to the child's helpless words. "This is still a child, this is still a child who has never experienced anything in the world. Why are you so cruel that you won't even let a child go?"

Ai Siyu squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and shed tears. He stretched out a pair of small hands to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Brother, don't cry. My mother said, no matter what happens, we must learn to be strong. We are men, men must behave like men, and men must have the dignity of men." Ai Siyu raised his lowered head and looked at it.

He looked at the child who was struggling to stretch out his little hand to hook himself up. He held the little hand in his hand. The little hand was so weak that it had no strength. The child's painful face showed an innocence that was not polluted by any worldly world.

"Yes, mother is right, brother should not cry, brother should be strong." Ai Siyu responded to him while holding back tears. The corners of the child's mouth slightly tilted up to reveal a smile, but that smile was immediately replaced by a facial twitch.

The child's little hand twitched violently and began to become a little cold. Ai Siyu could clearly see the pain of the child's death through the teardrops in front of his eyes. There was his innocence in those dark eyes.

With a desire for life.

Putting down his little hand, Ai Siyu stood up and looked at the courtyard as before. He couldn't get rid of the look in his mind when the child was about to die. He couldn't forget that look in his life, and he wanted to remember it in this life.

His heart was filled with self-blame and a strong sense of guilt that made him not know what to do.

After searching the entire village with difficulty, no trace of Situ Yue was found, and no survivor was found. More than a thousand lives in the village became dead souls overnight.

With a helpless sigh, Ai Siyu walked out of the village. When he was near the entrance of the village, he looked back at the village under the night sky. There seemed to be two old people smiling at him, and there seemed to be a child waving to him.

"I'm sorry, maybe I won't be able to make up for my mistakes in this life, but I won't let those beasts live freely." There was a hint of coldness in my heart, and my deep eyes returned to their previous calmness.

After a night of searching, Ai Siyu searched the entire imperial capital, but there was no trace of Situ Yue.

Towards the early morning, Ai Siyu dragged his tired body towards the military camp. Xiao Nuo lay on the bed and looked at the listless Ai Siyu with his eyes narrowed.

"Siyu, what's wrong with you? Why are you so worried?"

"It's nothing! I feel a little bad!" Ai Siyu fell on the bed, and various scenes in the village emerged in his mind.

"Siyu, don't you treat me as a friend? Something must be wrong with you, I've never seen you in such a low mood!" Xiao Nuo stood on his chest and stared at him with big eyes.

Ai Siyu naturally knows that Xiao Nuo cares about him. Xiao Nuo is his real brother in this world, but he doesn't want him to know all this, because knowing it will only increase the troubles of this little thing. "It's nothing Xiao Nuo,

I’ll be fine if I take a rest!”

Seeing him so tired, Xiao Nuo knew that he had experienced something. "Siyu, tell me what happened. You and I are brothers. As long as I, Xiao Nuo, can help you, I will do my best."

"Haha, Xiao Nuo is really fine! Don't worry, I'll just rest for a while." Seeing Xiao Nuo's anxious look, Ai Siyu felt moved in his heart.

"Siyu, tell me, don't forget that I promised Mengxin to take good care of you. I, Xiao Nuo, will keep this promise for the rest of my life. I am willing to share any worries for you." Xiao Nuo's face was full of solemnity and there was no trace of it at all.

Ai Siyu knew that he couldn't resist the laughter of the past, so he told him everything about last night.

After hearing this, Xiao Nuo rolled from Ai Siyu's chest to the bed, and his eyes became a little dull.

"Is this the product of cultivating gods to their peak? These beasts, you are not worthy of being a god cultivator. I, Xiao Nuo, don't know whether I should embark on this path of cultivating gods in this life!" Xiao Nuo said to himself, his words full of disappointment.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Nuo turned back to look at Ai Siyu, who was also sluggish, and asked softly: "Siyu, do you know who did it? Let's send them to the Six Paths of Reincarnation tonight. They are not worthy of being human in this life, and they are not worthy of cultivating gods in this life."

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Xiao Nuo said calmly, and his stern little face gave Ai Siyu a strange feeling that he had never seen before.

Ai Siyu's body was even more exhausted after a day of military training. He did not dare to stop. He was afraid that the laughter of the two old men would appear in his mind again when he stopped. He was afraid that he would see the eyes of the children again when he stopped.

As night fell, Ai Siyu didn't eat dinner and lay on the bed trying his best to calm his inner turmoil.

It was approaching midnight, and the physical fatigue had almost disappeared. Ai Siyu took Xiao Nuo out of the military camp. Just as his body was about to flash, a voice came from behind.

"Ai Siyu, what are you going to do!" Hearing a familiar voice, he slowly turned around. Zhang Hao stood behind him at some point, with that wretched expression still on his face.

"Zhang Hao, why did you follow me out?" Ai Siyu asked in surprise.

"I saw that you were not in a high mood today, and I knew what kind of trouble you were in. You are really not a brotherly brother, and you didn't tell me when you were in trouble." Listening to Zhang Hao's teasing words, Ai Siyu felt warm in his heart.

He stepped forward and patted Zhang Hao's shoulder gently.

"It's not that I didn't tell you, it's because I'm in too much trouble. I don't want to involve you. I don't know if I can repay you for saving my life last time..."

"Why are you so sour? Brothers joined the army together, went to brothels together, drank wine together, what else can't we share!" Zhang Hao interrupted him and said a little rudely.

Hearing about the brothel, Ai Siyu heard Situ Yue again, and the sadness in his heart intensified again.

"Okay, Zhang Hao, with your words, I have accepted this love, and I will cherish this friendship for the rest of my life." He patted Zhang Hao's shoulder gently and told him everything. Listening to Ai Si

As Yu said this, Zhang Hao's expression changed dramatically.

"It's so damn useless. I won't even spare a child. Why are you still wasting your time here? Let's go, Siyu, let's get rid of these beasts." Zhang Hao had an angry look on his face, and his words were filled with a sharp look.

The meaning of killing.

The two mobilized the breath in their bodies, and their bodies disappeared into the night sky in a flash.
Chapter completed!