From the Valley of the Wicked to the Town of Demons

"Crazy, they're all crazy."

Li Tong saw a servant who was surrounded by several vicious women. After a few tricks, he was defeated. After falling, he was hacked to death with knives.

But what can I do, these women seem to have lost their minds, they just rush towards themselves and others, even if they are kicked away, even if they are punched, they will not take a step back, as if they are not afraid of death.

"You don't have to keep your hands. They are out of control. If this continues, we will die."

With a backhand knife, Wang Yu chopped down a woman holding a long stick. He turned his head and shouted at Li Tong.

The situation is critical, and everyone in the God Catchment Sect is an old Jianghu. They know that they can't be merciful now, so they don't show mercy immediately, but use their knives to meet these women and children.

Wang Yu and the others were in danger here, while Yi Xing also felt a headache there. He had been chasing the old man well, but he was about to catch up, but a group of women and children surrounded him.

These women and children had obviously lost their minds, and rushed towards him facing the blade. Seeing the figure flying upside down, Yi Xing couldn't help but burst into cold sweat.

He was not a cold-blooded person, and he really didn't have the courage to slaughter women and children. He immediately dodged a few times, gave up the idea of ​​chasing the old man, and turned to other directions to break through.

But women and children kept pouring out of the village, and they rushed towards him with swords, guns, swords and halberds in their hands. Yi Xing couldn't fight, so he had to retreat, and the situation became more and more unfavorable.

"This is just asking for trouble. People have figured out that you are soft-hearted, so they use this method to restrain you, but you are still in the right place."

Lin Xiaochuan hid in the tree, watched Yi Xing jump up and down, and couldn't help rubbing his forehead.

He knew that Yi Xing was soft-hearted, but what about women and children?What is the difference between the knives in their hands and the bandits?Just because they are women and they are children, do you keep your hands?

Dongjiagou has been controlled by someone, and the person who controls this village is probably the mysterious masked man they met in Beiling County.

After all, the crazy people in the village are very similar to the crazy people in those water villages.

No, there are differences, at least they behaved normally during the day.

It doesn't matter much, Lin Xiaochuan knows that if he doesn't leave now, he won't be able to leave in a while, Yi Xing doesn't have to worry, if he wants to leave with all his heart, these women and children in Dongjiagou can't stop him.

As for Wang Yu and Li Tong, Lin Xiaochuan was not worried either. After all, it was the inner demons that trapped them, not the women and children, let alone the knives and guns in the hands of women and children.

After lightly jumping down from the tree, Lin Xiaochuan ran towards the edge of the village, turned over a courtyard, and ran into the opposite side of the fleeing old man.

Ganqing, this old thing, turned around and touched it again.

"Come on."

When the old man saw Lin Xiaochuan, he immediately recognized that he was a member of Yi Xing's group, and he directly waved his fists and hit him.

Facing a rank-[-] martial artist, Lin Xiaochuan didn't dare to fight against him, so he immediately retreated, turned on his back, and fled again.

The old man was chasing after him, while Lin Xiaochuan was running in front, but by coincidence, Yi Xing also came here, and the three bumped into each other at an intersection, they couldn't help being stunned.

The scene was a little awkward.

"Come on."

Yi Xing was the first to react, shouted loudly, and rushed towards the old man. Lin Xiaochuan thought the line was familiar, but he didn't bother.

Two sixth-ranks, let them toss about it. I'm a mere eighth-rank martial artist, it's better to leave as soon as possible.

Without saying a word, let alone chasing him, Lin Xiaochuan ran straight to the outskirts of the village. As a result, several women and children came out, saw Lin Xiaochuan, and killed him with their weapons without saying a word.

"I'm not one of those soft-hearted iron catchers."

Lin Xiaochuan sighed, and immediately swept over with a small cold stick. The minds of these women and children were affected, and they all acted on instinct, so Lin Xiaochuan was quite easy to deal with without holding back his hands.

Turning a stick into a gun, Lin Xiaochuan pointed it out continuously, and the two women who were rushing in front were shot directly, smashing through a wall next to it.

As for the women and children following behind, Lin Xiaochuan began to "sweep", with one stick hitting their legs, another hitting their waists, and another hitting their knees.

boom! boom! boom!
These women and children were all swept down by Lin Xiaochuan, especially the woman who was hit by a stick on her knee. She looked to be in her 30s. Now, her knee might not be able to bend anymore.

Seeing the people in front fell down, Lin Xiaochuan didn't stay any longer and rushed over, but he didn't want to, a young man was stabbed diagonally, shouted with empty eyes, and even stabbed Lin Xiaochuan with a dagger.

Perhaps out of instinct, Lin Xiaochuan shot three sticks in a row. The first stick hit his chest, the second hit his knee, and the third hit his head.

The stick was so powerful that it directly smashed his sky cap open, blood and brains scattered all over the ground, the boy held the dagger, staring straight at the sky with both eyes, and just fell silent.

Seeing such a scene, Lin Xiaochuan was suddenly stunned.

He recognized this young man as the one who shouted in front of the mourning hall during the day, but he never thought that he would die under his stick that night.

The hand holding the stick trembled a little, and Lin Xiaochuan couldn't bear it in his heart, but he turned around and left without hesitation, because he knew that if he stayed any longer, he would kill more people.

What exactly happened in Dongjiagou, he didn't know.

Whether these people deserve to die, he doesn't know.

All things will be dealt with by other people until the end, to find out, and what I have to do now is to leave here.

There were still people blocking the way ahead, Lin Xiaochuan shook his head, throwing out negative thoughts, he had to be ruthless, just like what his master taught him in the Valley of the Wicked.

There is no standard for judging good and evil, everything comes from people's hearts, so don't worry about it, as long as you feel right, that's enough.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xiaochuan picked up the Xiaohan stick and stabbed it out suddenly.I saw stick shadows flying around, and several women and children who rushed forward were beaten away. He was like a hungry wolf rushing into the flock of sheep. Wherever he passed, the flock of sheep avoided him.

Dongjiagou is in the middle of two small hills, and the direction of Lin Xiaochuan's breakthrough is just the periphery of a hill.

So Lin Xiaochuan went out of the village and went straight up the mountain. The women and children didn't chase him out, but continued to wander the streets.

It was as if he had never seen Lin Xiaochuan just now.

Lin Xiaochuan ran out here, and Wang Yu and others also rushed out from the entrance of the village, but they were a bit unlucky. , even ran away.

Lin Xiaochuan climbed onto the tree, this is also the experience of the rivers and lakes learned from the little masters. After all, there is only one road on the tree, and he stands high and can see far. If there is any movement, he can hide and escape.

Looking at Dongjiagou, it was still dark, but the crying was gone, and there was only a terrible silence left.