between the shadows of salted fish

Chapter 17 Massacre and Reflection

The moment the blade tore the body apart, Lian looked at the fallen intruder's body and said, "Who else is there?"

As soon as Lian finished speaking, the intruders all backed away like frightened sheep.

Blood slowly dripped from the blade to the ground, Lian looked at the intruder and said, "Leave or die! You don't have a third option!"

At this time, an attacking soldier spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "Don't underestimate Dahe! We will not retreat!"

The knife flashed, and Lian looked at the wreckage gushing 'ketchup' and asked: "Don't retreat? You chose death! I respect you!"

As soon as Lian finished speaking, the Red Mist Knight beside him said, "There's no need to talk nonsense with them! Kill...Huh? Are you hesitating?"

Lian nodded and said: "This goes against my knight... Forget it! Kill them all!"

The moment Lian's order was issued, dozens of red mist knights rushed into the intruder's team like hungry wolves.

Accompanied by bursts of heart-rending wails, Lian looked at the wreckage lying on the ground and said, "I don't know that Lord..."

When Ai Lian was inexplicably entangled in his heart, Zhao Yanxiang looked at the man in black and said, "I'm curious about one thing! You..."

Zhao Yanxiang sideways dodged the man's attack and then kicked the man in black with a knee and said at the same time, "I know your camp!"

The man in black stood up and spit out a mouthful of blood foam, then sneered and said, "I'm so sure! You're still drinking when I'm playing games..."

Before the man in black could finish speaking, Zhao Yanxiang swooped in front of the man in black and said while shaking his fists, "Your mouth is fragrant?"

The moment the black shadow hit the man in black's abdomen, Zhao Yanxiang dodged behind the man in black and pressed the man's head to the ground, slamming it down.

With the splash of cement, Zhao Yanxiang stepped on the head of the man in black without hesitation and said in an indifferent tone: "Guess! Will you die... No! Why don't you guess how long it will take you to get free?" Bar?"

The man in black, who had a bloody head and a bloody head, responded in a hoarse voice: "You wouldn't think... uh... I would give in!"

The sword flashed, and the man in black looked at his missing finger and shouted angrily: "Boy! If you can, I'll give it a try..."

Zhao Yanxiang stepped on the face of the man in black, interrupting what the man in black was about to say, and said, "Happy? Why?"

The man in black glared fiercely at Zhao Yanxiang and said, "You...don't...too arrogant..."

Zhao Yanxiang, who heard the words of the man in black, responded indifferently: "Are you arrogant? I have been patient... patient..."

After several saber lights flashed across the black-clothed man's limbs, Zhao Yanxiang looked at the black-clothed man and said, "Arrogance? Maybe! But there are more powerful things...for example...like this?"

The man in black gritted his teeth and watched Zhao Yanxiang spit out blood, and said, "Sooner or later, I will let you know the fate of going against me!"

Zhao Yanxiang looked at the blood gradually overflowing on the ground and said indifferently: "The end? It's hard to say what my end will be yet... But your end... It seems to be doomed... Ah! By the way! I don't know what. That's when I started...I was very craving for...that flowing red viscous liquid...it made me want to stop!"

Zhao Yanxiang turned the man in black with one foot and took out a crimson knife and said, "You know what? That impulsive feeling from deep inside... No! It's not blood sucking... It's a kind of No matter how you want to get it...Ama once told me...although I didn't care...because I know...I can restrain it! Restrain the desire for it!"

After Zhao Yanxiang raised the dagger, the man in black sneered and said, "I...can't feel the pain! Your threat is meaningless!"

Zhao Yanxiang approached the man in black and said, "Threats? No! You're mistaken! I'm just admiring the raw material of 'art'!"

The man in black looked into Zhao Yanxiang's clear eyes and said, "Madman? No! You...you're cognitively biased! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Zhao Yanxiang looked at the knife piercing the man's neck in black like a child and said with a smile, "That's pretty good...at least...I can...yes! I can do it!"

After Zhao Yanxiang pulled out the knife, Qifan asked with tomato sauce splashing everywhere: "Are you... are you okay? (OS: Mental illness? No... It seems more dangerous than ordinary mental illness!)"

Zhao Yanxiang wiped the 'ketchup' spilled on himself and then looked at Qifan and said, "No rush! No... I should say there is no need to worry... My self-control ability is quite strong!"

Qifan nodded and asked: "What's next? What are you going to do? The commotion at the entrance of the village... huh? It seems to be over... (OS: Restraint? I believe your evil... But that’s all it can do for now!)”

Half an hour later, Lian found Zhao Yanxiang, who was sitting at the entrance of the village with blood-stained clothes, and said, "You... have you also encountered an enemy?"

After fiddling with knives for a while, Zhao Yanxiang said, "Are you all right...how is the attack at the entrance of the village? Are there any casualties?"

Lian shook her head and said, "Not yet... that's right! You're not injured... um? Ai Lulu and Ai Luer? What are you doing... (OS: What happened to these two children? like a hairy cat?)”

Zhao Yanxiang put the knife away and turned to look at Lian and said: "It's okay... Maybe it's because I have too much murderous intent... Don't force it... Just stay with Qifan! (OS: Desire for that) ! Hehe hehe... I... am I sick again? Without you... I am really just a good-for-nothing idiot!)"

Just when Zhao Yanxiang finished speaking, a familiar uncle's voice came from beside him: "Little guy! The smell on you is too strange... It's just like the Devourer!"

Zhao Yanxiang looked at the familiar face and said: "Uncle Thorne... taste? What is the Devourer? If you have time, please tell me... about the Devourer! (OS: I can feel it! Uncle also produces A little bit of hostility!)”

Thorne smiled and said: "Have a drink with uncle! Let's chat while drinking! (OS: This guy's question almost made my hair explode!)"

At the same time, on the other side, the EMT stood in front of a man in sportswear and said: "No! You are a liar! I don't believe you!"

The man in the sportswear gritted his teeth and said, "I was really sent by that lord! Please leave me alone..."

(End of this chapter)