"Are you afraid?"

    Yang Xuan smiled and looked at the little bird. The background behind him was red all over the sky and could not live the withered life.

    "No... not afraid!"

    Little bird''s face was pale, but she still stubbornly opened her eyes. I don''t know how she, a six or seven year old girl, could have such courage.

    The golden moon falls on the earth, beautiful and elegant, but it is accompanied by the elegy of life and the flowers in full bloom of blood.

    In a moment, more than a hundred horse bandits died clean and alive.

    The thick smell of blood drifted away, and everyone was stunned.

    Zhang Gui''s mouth is wide, his eyes are prominent, and he looks at Yang Xuan blankly. The whole person is in a bland state. He seems to have been stupid.

    Zhang Gui''s men completely forgot their physical pain and were stunned. Looking at the powerful enemies who had just become dead one by one, they felt like they were in a nightmare.

    Some people in the caravan who were kneeling on the ground just now have been scared silly, collapsed to the ground, and even timid, and have been scared into a coma.

    Lao he looked at Yang Xuan''s back foolishly. He never thought that this young man who looked like a big boy next door was such a terrible figure.

    "Fortunately, I didn''t offend him!"

    He thought with a trembling heart.

    Several businessmen kneeling beside Li Changgui also became statues at this time. In their mind, there was a blank. Some were afraid and couldn''t help vomiting, as if they were going to spit out the gall.

    Wang Tongpu looked at Yang Xuan and couldn''t help shaking his head. The fear on his face couldn''t be dissolved.

    "He is such a demon. It''s ridiculous that I have to trouble him!"

    At this moment, the regret and fear in his heart were like a poisonous snake that ate his heart and made him spit blood.

    Wang Xicun looked at Yang Xuan blankly. Until this moment, he felt like a clown, a frog at the bottom of a well, a mole ant in other people''s eyes. It was funny that he didn''t know it. He jumped in front of others like a grasshopper.

    When he thought that he was going to rob the demon God''s horse, his heart seemed to be caught by something, and he couldn''t breathe.

    From this moment on, Yang Xuan''s figure was deeply rooted in his heart, and he dared not forget it any more.

    Since then, he spent his whole life doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. There were countless living people, known as good people, and finally died. Until his death, he never forgot Yang Xuan''s figure.

    Li Changgui sat on the ground with a dull face. At this moment, he almost suspected that he was still dreaming.

    He looked at Yang Xuan''s back as if he were looking at a demon God who came to the world and brought boundless killing.

    At this moment, he was very glad of last night''s whim.

    Although Lin Suyi knew Yang xuanqiang was big, she was shocked at this time.

    She did not expect that the beautiful golden moonlight was so powerful that in a blink, hundreds of people died under it.

    "First... First... Congenital master?"

    Pei Meng was so surprised that the silver gun in his hand almost fell and couldn''t hold it.

    His face was as white as snow and his heart felt shaking.

    He can''t imagine that he could meet a congenital master in this remote place.

    "Where is the nest of a cloud?"

    Yang Xuan took the little bird coldly.

    Pei Meng felt a mountain pressing down, making his body tremble slightly, as if he was going to kneel to the ground.

    He held the gun in one hand, the tip of the gun tilted downward and couldn''t help shaking.

    "In..."

    Before he dropped his voice, his eyes suddenly flashed a cruel color, suddenly burst up, his right hand with a long gun turned and twisted, and the green veins on his arm bulged like boa constrictors.

    "Shua!"

    A cold awn pierced through the air, like a meteor, directly stabbing Yang xuanmei''s heart.

    This stab is the most powerful blow in Pei Meng''s life. It''s powerful and can''t be found. It''s an unavoidable blow by an expert at the top of internal strength level 10.

    "Die!"

    He let out a violent drink, and his face showed a decisive color, moving forward.

    Yang Xuan looked unchanged, but Peimeng''s arm suddenly broke and threw it aside.

    The silver spear flew out of his hand and was held in his hand by Yang Xuanwei.

    "Ah!"

    The violent scream sounded, Peimeng''s body flew back, and blood sprayed everywhere.

    Lin Suyi patted her chest. At this time, she felt that the stone in her heart fell to the ground. That moment just now really scared her soul out of her body.

    Although she knew Yang Xuan was powerful, she was still startled out of guard. It was really a human instinct.

    Blood gurgled out and gathered under Peimeng. The sharp pain from the broken arm made him sweat.

    But he didn''t say a word. Instead, he stared at Yang Xuan with hatred in his eyes, like a man eating poisonous snake.

    "Where is the nest of a cloud?" Yang Xuan asked.

    Pei Meng sneered, his painful face twitched, but still showed a smile worse than crying: "you kill so many people, you''re dead, and the black crow won''t let you go."

    Yang Xuan''s thought moved, and two sparks fell, burning violently at Peimeng''s broken arm, burning his wound in an instant and no longer bleeding.

    "Hiss!"

    Pei''s back was almost out of breath in pain, and bean sized beads of sweat came straight out.

    "Where is it?" Yang Xuan looked at Peimeng coldly.

    "Well, since you want to die yourself, I''ll help you."

    Pei Meng now showed his hardness and endured the sharp pain: "here, hundreds of miles to the south, chuyun mountain, Luoyun mountain."

    "Luo Yunshan?" Yang Xuan looked at him suspiciously.

    "I know that place."

    Lin Suyi said, "unexpectedly, the nest of a cloud is there."

    Yang Xuan nodded, looked at Pei Meng again and said, "OK, you can go on the road."

    "Oh... Oh, it''s worth dying in the hands of... Innate experts. Pei Meng has done it all his life, including the general, the thief, the good man and the executioner. It''s worth it. There''s no regret." Pei Meng seems to forget the pain at the moment, and there''s a trace of tenderness in his eyes. I don''t know what he thought.

    Yang Xuan looked at him, his eyes showing a trace of appreciation.

    Although Pei Meng kills people like a hemp, he is also a real man, which is admirable.

    When a ray of golden light appears, it will be cut off.

    "Big brother!" the little bird made a sudden noise.

    "Hmm? What''s the matter?" Yang Xuan looked at the little bird.

    "I want to do it myself." the little bird''s tone is young, but it''s shocking.

    A six or seven year old girl, facing the Shura hell just now, not only was not afraid, but also at the moment, she had to cut her enemies.

    At this moment, Yang Xuan couldn''t help wondering whether the little girl was a traverser like him.

    "Little bird, you..." Lin Suyi was also surprised and couldn''t help making a sound.

    "Little Finch, don''t be fooling around." Li Changgui was surprised and stopped.

    "I''ll kill him myself."

    The little bird turned a deaf ear to other people''s words, but looked at Yang Xuan with firm eyes.

    Yang Xuan looked at her. After a long time, he suddenly smiled and took out a dagger from his arms. It was the one he took in the family treasure house.

    Although this dagger is not a treasure artifact, it also cuts iron like mud and is very sharp. He has never discarded it.

    "Take it and give it to you." Yang Xuan handed the dagger to Xiao Que''er.

    Xiao Que''er took the dagger and walked towards Peimeng step by step in the complex eyes of Lin Suyi and Li Changgui. Although she faltered, she was very firm.

    "Ha... Ha ha."

    Pei Meng wanted to laugh, but he he made a voice in his throat: "I didn''t expect that Pei Meng would die in the hands of a little girl in the end. As expected, natural justice circulates and retribution is bad, ha ha!"

    The laughter was ugly, but it spread everywhere.

    I can''t say. Pei Meng is really a man. He is still tough until now.

    Little bird stood beside Peimeng with a dagger, tears rolling in her eyes.

    The next moment, her face showed determination, and the dagger in her hand suddenly stabbed Peimeng''s neck.

    But she was a little force. This time, she just stabbed half an inch, so she couldn''t stab it any more.

    "Give me a good time." Pei Meng shouted loudly, as if crazy.

    Yang Xuan sighed, his mind moved, and the dagger stabbed Peimeng''s neck fell suddenly.

    Pei Meng''s voice stopped abruptly. After a moment, the light in his eyes gradually dispersed, but in the corner of his eyes, he left a tear, slid down his cheek and onto the ground, and then disappeared without trace.

    A generation of murderers were killed.

    "Niang!" the little bird cried sadly and fainted.

    She was young after all, experienced great joy and sorrow, and could no longer hold on.

    "Little sparrow." Lin Suyi hurriedly flew away and held the little sparrow in her arms.