"

"Fuck! Dare to touch people in our village! Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

"..."

The scene suddenly became chaotic, some people screamed, and some people clenched the specially brought hoes, sickles and axes and started to fight back.

They were here to "rescue" Grandma Zhusheng, each of them had something in their hands, and the ferocity of the mountain people immediately came out.

Then it doesn't work.

It might be more convenient for Ji Congming to kill people with a sword than to chop Muggles with a knife. Tall's flexible figure flashed past them as if he was in no one's land, and the sword light flashed, and blood fell all over the sky.

Under the setting sun, his figure was so blurred that it seemed that only a silhouette remained, the red sky, the black figure, and the red pool of blood.

Clean, straightforward, without any hesitation.His face was extremely calm, but there was deep pity engraved in his eyes.

He's killing people while lamenting their deaths.

The five of Lu Fentang were dumbfounded, and Ji Congming gave them the impression that they were a gentle and considerate archangel, so soft that anyone could go up and bully them.

He is very soft and kind, easy to talk without the slightest airs.

They know that Ji Congming is very strong, and they have seen him kill ghosts, but killing...

The strong smell of blood couldn't be blown away even by the wind, and the gushing blood continued to spread on the ground. The people in the village were already afraid. Many people died from them. There is no exhausted panting, his hands are still so steady, and his eyes are still so calm.

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