Adorable Beasts: The Peerless Demon Girl

The mountain wind blows, but in the early autumn of September, the sky is high and the clouds are light and the sun is light, but it makes people extremely cold.

In Zuoshui Village, the villagers of the whole village are enjoying a rare leisure time.

Some people leaned on wooden recliners, squinted their eyes and gnawed at the dried soul meat, belching comfortably.

Women are peeling lingonberries, and young children are drawing pictures in the sand with branches at their feet.

Draw a few people.

Then draw a huge net, which covers people and turns into a pile of high grain mountains.

After finishing the painting, the children began to smile and clap their hands.

The autumn is crisp, and the villagers of Zuoshui Village haven't been so leisurely and comfortable for a long time.

They squinted and lazily basked in the sun. The food for the winter had been stored, so they didn’t have to worry about it this year. There were childish laughter and sparse applause next to their ears.

I don't know when it started.

The applause suddenly became powerful and tidy.

"Huh?" The village chief lazily opened his eyes and looked outside reluctantly, but jumped up from the reclining chair when he saw clearly.

He yelled: "Who!"

At this moment, on the branches of the entire Zuoshui Village, in every shadow, and beside the children, there are strangers standing.

An Wan walked in the front. The little princess who had to hide behind Yin Nian even in less dangerous battles in the past was forced to go ahead of everyone. She could no longer see the immature look on her face. The sharpness of the next piece after polishing.

An Wan's palm was clapped heavily.

"Okay, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the air is good, the scenery is also good, what a paradise."

The people in Wuhe Palace leaned against the big tree trunks, with ironic smiles on their faces, they wiped the knives in their hands unhurriedly, and poured water on the blades, as if they were waiting for the next moment. The cut is cleaner.

"Ah!" The women screamed when they saw this, and quickly pulled their children together, as if they could gain more strength and courage.

An Wan is already a god general, and has also taken the Pearl of Inheritance.

Not to mention, the people who came with Wuhe Palace this time were all fierce people. Most of those who were persecuted and wandered and survived until now had some strength.

They whistled towards the people in this village, with a sneer on their lips, but strong disgust in their eyes.

Such a person again!

On their way to exile, they were also offered rewards by posting portraits by their enemies. It is not that they have never met good people, but more people exchanged their lives for rewards. It is recognized that Wuhe Palace can pass the screening of the undead grandma, and those left in the end are either born with oppression and bullying, or a good person who was originally a good person was driven crazy by this dirty world.

They hate everyone like the people in this village!

Yin Nian took them to Mu's house for revenge, so they naturally wanted to reciprocate and treat these people who murdered Yin Nian's "family" well.

"Who are you?" The village chief tried his best to maintain his composure, but his hands behind his back couldn't help shaking. "It seems that our Zuoshui Village has no grudge against you."

"Hahaha." An Wan covered her belly and laughed out loud, "How long has it been, you don't recognize me anymore?"

"My face, don't you recognize it? Is my relationship with Yin Nian not good enough, not enough for those aristocratic families to give me a portrait alone!" An Wan's voice moved aside, revealing the silent painting behind her. Xuan and Fozi.

Yucheng Buddha put his palms together and smiled slightly at the village chief, "Almsgiver, long time no see."

Hua Xuan looked at them indifferently.

The smell of burning torches from that day, the smell of earth on the Internet, the laughter, the sound of celebration, and the screams of being beaten by Ruan Qin and the academy team seemed to appear in her nose again.

"You...are you enjoying yourself these days?" Hua Xuan twitched the corners of her lips, her voice was calm but the village chief was sweating profusely.

"You, you, how could you be still alive!"

A huge python stick appeared in his hand, which looked like a brand new artifact, "Get out of here! You are not welcome in our village!"

As he said that, the village head, frightened and angry, took the python stick and slammed at Huaxuan.

The village head is a nine-star god.

He is already the strongest person in this village.

Hua Xuan didn't even need to make a move, An Wan stabbed out with a sword, and directly picked off the brand-new magic weapon in the village chief's hand. Immediately afterwards, she grabbed the village chief's collar and tore him violently. A pair of spiked fingertips appeared on it.

Bang bang bang bang!

There were afterimages from the fists, and the blood splashed on her face like the waves of fish shaking the ice.

The murderous intent on An Wan's body was about to emerge.

Amidst the screams of a group of people, when An Wan withdrew her hand, the village chief, who was still alive and well just now, had turned into a headless blood corpse, and fell straight to the ground, his old bones shattered.

"Ah! Ah!"

Some people knelt down on the spot, with tears streaming down their faces, they put their wives and children behind them, and begged miserably with their palms together: "We are wrong, we are obsessed with ghosts, girl, girl, please spare our lives."

They kowtowed loudly, only to Huaxuan and Fozi.

These two people, one is a woman and the other is a monk. The woman is soft-hearted, and the monk is compassionate. They are like people who have grabbed the last piece of driftwood and are unwilling to let go.

"Master, there is nothing we can do!"

"Look at our children, they are too thin and have nothing to eat!"

"If it were you, wouldn't you be able to watch your children starve to death and freeze to death?"

"If you think about it in another way, you will understand us!"

They kept repeating words like 'helpless', 'difficulties' and 'miserable' in an attempt to gain some sympathy from them.

Everyone cried together, tears and snot coming out together.

But soon, there were small voices from around.

A group of people raised their heads, only to find that the surrounding mountains and plains were full of people, but these people were not all from Wuhe Palace, but all the surrounding villages.

They all looked terrified, watching the scene in Zuoshui Village tremblingly.

It was a Wuhe Palace team led by Jin Buhuan who drove them over.

He scratched his head and said, "Okay, according to Yin Nian's instructions, bring these people here."

An Wan took a deep breath, turned her head to look at the stunned villagers of Zuoshui Village, and couldn't help but sneered from the corner of her mouth: "You can't help it?"

"In such a fine weather, why don't you just stay at home and bask in the sun without farming, even if you want to catch some spirit beasts and gather some herbs?"

"Tell me!" An Wan casually pointed to a villager who was forced to watch, "How does your village live?"

"Plant, grow a kind of ginseng, take it out and sell it, sell it..." The villager was so frightened that he couldn't speak fluently.

As long as you have hands, how can you not survive? It is a life without fine clothes and food, at least you should have food and clothing, otherwise this place is really barren and full of vitality. Are these people and the nearby villages sick here? ?

"And you!" She pointed to another one.

The man answered hastily, biting his tongue in his haste, "We catch spirit beasts, sell their skins, and sell their meat."

The soil is not good.

You can't grow food, but you can grow a special medicinal material.

There are some wild spirit beasts all over the mountain.

The people in Zuoshui Village felt as if someone had strangled their throats, unable to speak a word.

"It's the first time I've seen such good weather. There is a village where all the people are doing nothing to bask in the sun." An Wan smiled sarcastically, "It's really good for you to have nothing to eat, it's really miserable! ! Nah!"

The whole village, old and small, big and small, even if there are some that are originally good, they still know how to pick up two fruits.

When you learn that it is easier to live by hurting others than trying to do it yourself, you become like these grown-ups.

Especially looking at those children's paintings on the ground, it can prove this even more, which makes people feel chilled and disgusted.

An Wan sneered.

The long knife in his hand swung forward heavily: "Kill me!"

"Not a single one!"

Jin Buhuan said at the right time: "Pull the heads of those who dare not look up!"

His gentle face looked especially cold at this moment.

"Look carefully!"

"This is the end of the people who move the world and help the family!"