Beauty Gathered: the Second Dimension of Shen Lin

Without words, Kikyo closed her eyes.

The surging spiritual power made the loose clothes rattle.

Faint fluorescent lights gently brushed across the sea of ​​flames, and afterward, the surrounding heat wave gradually subsided.

The flames receded gradually, and several people stood on the scorched earth.

There was no sound around, and no one was left alive in the entire village.

"Did the robbers do it?"

All the valuable objects in the village were looted. I thought it was the deed of the face-depriving monster, but the scene in front of me was too unexpected.

Monsters don't have any interest in human property. This style is more like that of robbers who burn, kill and loot.

"No, there is the smell of monsters around, but it is covered up a lot by the burning smell around." Yaoyue shook her head.

"I don't think it was done by bandits, because I haven't heard of any disasters caused by bandits from nearby villages." Kikyo said softly.

"But those bandits just now were pulling a carriage," Jie Luo said.

"The behavior of the robbers will be different. Those people should just come to take advantage of the harvest." Kikyo said.

Some bandits will occupy the mountains as kings, while others will roam around in groups.

Although they are both robbers, their behaviors are very different.

The former occupies one side of the land, so they will not loot the surrounding villages, which is not conducive to sustainable development. If they do too much, they will have to move places.

As for the latter, they don't need to think about anything because they live in no fixed place, so when they do things, they basically kill them all, and they don't let anything go.

If it was this kind of bandit who was good at burning, killing, and looting, he would definitely get relevant information if he came here, but the surrounding villages didn't get any news, so the bandit would only be the former.

"Youkai who become thieves...that's very funny." Jie Luo hugged Yaoyue into his arms vigorously.

"The other party has just committed such an evil deed, and maybe it is counting the spoils now, so it should be able to catch up with it..."

Chapter 130: Killing Intent and Pleasure

"Hahahaha, great harvest, great harvest!"

On the open and flat grassland, a handsome man in armor laughed loudly.

There are valuables piled up around him.

High-quality knives and precious cloth were randomly piled aside, and the man happily grabbed a large amount of gold from the cloth bag beside him.

Feeling the touch of the palm of your hand, a strange sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.

However, the hearty laughter suddenly stopped.

The smile on his face disappeared, and the other party frowned, and took the precious pottery from the side.

After examining it carefully, he discarded it like a clog and threw it on the stone aside, smashing it to pieces.

"why?!"

With a loud shout, the other party surrounded him with all the surrounding weapons and hugged them tightly.

"Not enough... not enough... need more... more... what is it?"

Holding the pile of items, the other party sat on the grass and thought hard.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a group of thieves.

They said they had no face and were monsters, so they killed them and deprived them of their faces.

After replacing them one by one, he was not satisfied with the rough faces of the thieves, so he threw away those faces and continued to search for suitable faces around until he met a young monk.

After getting a satisfied face, he killed a passing samurai because he wanted a good sword.

Putting on the opponent's clothes, taking the opponent's knife and riding the horse that the robber had snatched from, and then began to loot the surrounding villages to get these things.

But not enough...

The endless greed and strange impulsiveness that surged from the bottom of his heart made him restless.

What is it?

more money?more power?Or more women?

--woman? !

The man suddenly froze.

A red and white, fleeting figure of a woman appeared in my mind.

The figure was so blurry that it was too late to make out.

Because he didn't have any memory when he appeared in this world, so he couldn't find any clues from his memory.

"Is this the guy?"

The immature voice from not far away made the man raise his head.

What came into view was a child who couldn't help feeling jealous.

Standing on the green grass, the child's face is as delicate and lovely as a porcelain doll, and the strange purple eyes exude a magnificent color like amethyst under the sun.