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The bright red plasma dripped down the middle of the boy's head and face, and the flickering lights were shocking.

The answer poured out by Ayigul's voice completely coincides with Jiang Qian's inner guess:
"Sarkin!"

Ayigul said angrily: "It's alluvial gold! He also has a scar on the top of his head!"

At this time, Jiang Qian's mind was showing the image of Sha Jin when he fought for the first time: with a khaki turban tied on his forehead, dressed like a monk, with a strong figure and tight muscles in his exposed arms, he was a hard-working martial arts practitioner. family.

Thinking about it now, what the yellow turban covered was actually a nearly fatal scar...

Seeing the young Sha Jin crumbling, Jiang Qian and Ayigul finally understood why the causal mirror image was created.Of course, even knowing they can't interfere.

The young version of Sha Jin's body went limp, he was easily pushed away, and he lay limp by the side of the road.

At this time, his father had woken up from his grief in an instant, and rushed towards the executioner-like Xiaozhuo with a ferocious face!
Xiaozhuo casually threw away the hoe that had been used to chop up alluvial gold.

And took out a set of more convenient weapons from behind: machetes.

This is not the first time Jiang Qian has seen this scimitar. When he fought against Sha Jin, he almost fell for the scimitar maze.

Now it seems that the origin of this weapon is actually like this.

Since the scimitar came to Shajin's hands later, it means that Yuanxi's mother and son are in danger... Jiang Qian's eyes were fixed on the chaos, but he reached out and patted Ayiguli's shoulder, and asked her to hold it up by her ear. Conflict that will arise later.

According to the rules of subduing side chess, Jiang Qian still needs to defeat Sha Jin one more time to complete the subjugation.

But right now, the rhythm of the chaotic battle is rising steadily.

The father who was eager to protect his son directly turned his strength to three states, and with the high-speed movement, the ultimate move fell on Xiaoying's head!

Under the crisis, Xiaoying's state showed an astonishing calmness.

He didn't retreat but advanced, the scimitar was divided into two and then four by the twirling of his fingers, and he quickly flew all three of them out of his hands!One after another, they whirled and chased and killed the centaur leader from different directions and angles.

The leader in mid-air glared at him, but a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth, and he sneered at the scimitars that surrounded him.

It can be seen that it is not difficult for him to dodge these flying knives.

So his attention is still fully focused on the target prey - his nephew Xiaoyan.

However, in the blink of an eye, Xiaoyan was gone!
Under the surprised gaze of the leader, the scimitar that was chasing after him suddenly shattered, and the boy's palm protruded from the crack, carrying another scimitar.

The sharp curved blade refracted the moonlight, showing a dazzling blood color, and pierced straight into the leader's spine.

With a sound of "塁", the long knife collided with the scimitar, and the sharp weapon shattered!
The leader stopped the fatal blow from behind, but also damaged his own weapon...

He landed in a defensive posture and turned around, the sharp blade grasped by Xiaozhuo was approaching him.

At that moment, the light of the saber reflected on the leader's face, revealing his astonished face and slightly flustered expression.

Maybe it was because the opponent's strength had completely exceeded his expectations, or maybe it was the imminent stimulation of weapons. He could no longer maintain his composure as the leader of a village, but tried his best to avoid the edge, trying to find another opportunity to fight.

But this time, he stepped into another trap.

Xiaoyan's figure in front of him disappeared suddenly, and the familiar scimitar protruded out of the crack beside the leader again!

The blade cut on the leader's left rib, and blood splashed instantly, throwing the leader's huge and weird centaur body dozens of meters away.

The heavy body rubbed against the dirt road and stopped slowly. Before the leader had time to catch his breath, the short body was close in front of him again.

Xiaoyan raised the scimitar expressionlessly...

"Don't move, child! I'm your uncle!" the leader suddenly shouted.

This begging really made the attack hesitate for two seconds.

A puzzled expression appeared on Xiaozhuo's numb face, and he frowned.

However, it was this moment of stagnation that gave the leader a chance to fight back. He tensed his hooves and aimed at the young man's chest to attack suddenly!

With the sound of cracks, the horse's hooves that were about to explode stopped suddenly just a punch away from where Xiaoyan was standing.

Then, the thick horse leg faintly spasmed and fell to the ground.

Above the head of the centaur leader, a hidden crack appeared, and the boy's hand holding the scimitar protruded out of it, cutting off the leader's neck.

His short figure slowly protruded from it, and then threw the head in his hand to the ground.

Jiang Qian and Ayi Guliguan watched this scene silently, and they couldn't help frowning.

The residents and guards who were still alive in the surrounding village also watched this scene, and fear was spreading in their hearts...

Many people here haven't identified Xiaoyan's identity yet, all they see is this fact:
A half-grown child was killing a lot in the village. He killed many people like a wild beast, kept killing, and even killed the leader they supported and trusted!

It now appears that no one can stop the killing.

"Devils, monsters... help!!"

A resident with a nervous breakdown yelled, turned and ran in the opposite direction, and was cut open in the back by a machete the next moment.

He screamed and fell, crawled, and finally died.

Everyone on the scene froze.

The threat of death made people dare not act rashly.

A cold light flashed in Xiaozhuo's free palm, and a new scimitar appeared. Then, he looked around, as if he was looking for something.

His nostrils fluttered in the air, sniffing like an animal.

When he was facing the thatched hut where Yuan Xi was being held, he stopped and walked forward.

But at this moment, a hand gripped his ankle tightly.

Xiaoying's cold and numb face froze again, and when he looked down, it was the headless leader who had already cut off his head.

Jiang Qian, who was hiding in the dark, was also watching intently. He saw a strange light flowing somewhere on the leader's body, and that position was covered by his clothes, making it difficult to see clearly for a while.

Until the flowing luster quickly traveled across the headless leader's skin, along the arm holding Xiaoyan's ankle all the way to the nerve endings, and touched Xiaoying's skin through his fingers...

Suddenly, a puff of smoke rose along the skin where the two touched!
With a miserable howl, Xiaozhuo hurriedly broke free from the captivity of the headless leader, and swung the scimitar to fight back again and again, instantly cutting the headless leader's body to pieces!
In an instant, the blood mist dissipated, and the fishy smell suffocated, everyone was frightened.

"It's so disgusting~" Ayiguli muttered in disgust, and looked at Jiang Qian in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help being startled.

I saw Jiang Qian still staring at the brutal scene intently, taking a panoramic view of the falling pieces of meat.At this time, his eyes were faintly shining with almost greedy light.

What excites him is not the fragmented and bloody picture, but the weird circular branding on a piece of minced meat, like the mouth of a lamprey that is open.

--ash!
The leader is actually a man of Ashes, so is his behavior also affected by Ashes?That being the case, who will "that person" be... When Jiang Qian was full of doubts, Xiao Yao, who got up from the pool of his uncle's blood, was already staggering towards Yuan Xi's thatched hut.

Of all those present, no one tried to step forward to stop it, and no one even tried to escape from the scene. The deep fear of death kept them firmly in place.

"mom, Mom, Mom……"

Xiaozhuo swayed towards the hut, with black air lingering around his ankles, his whole body was like a leaked container, and his strength was being lost from the gap bit by bit.

At this time, no one was stationed in front of the hut, and the sparks splashing down in the chaos were igniting the hut. The fire was growing and the house was in danger.

Xiaoying quickened his pace, scrambling and crawling towards the hut!

The gazes of Jiang Qian and Ayiguli also followed his short figure. It could be seen that killing was not his intention, and he was fully focused on his mother.

"mom--"

As the hut collapsed in the flames, the short and shaky figure suddenly fell in front of the hut door with a painful and hideous expression.

In the next second, Xiaoyan was stunned.

The dark door shook, and a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

That person was the weak Yuanxi.

She looked around with a blank expression and remained silent for a long time.

Until Xiaoying struggled to get up from the ground, hugged her body, embraced her shoulders, and called her titles over and over again!
mom.

This appellation brought back some consciousness to the distraught mother.

She finally pulled her eyes away from those tragic scenes, from the faces of people full of fear, grief, and even resentment, and tried to focus on her own son.

Xiaoyan raised his face, and focused his attention on his mother's face. Although Jiang Qian couldn't see his expression, he could guess his excitement at the moment when his wish was fulfilled.

Yuan Xi stretched out her hand and caressed her son's blood-stained face, with complex emotions in his eyes:
"I'm sorry...Mom, I'm sorry for you..."

But her child doesn't seem to be good at expressing. He just hugs and looks at his mother, as if he can let go of all guards as long as he is by his mother's side.

So much so that when the dagger was inserted from behind, he was just stunned, still staring at his mother, with his mouth slightly opened, as if subconsciously wanting to express doubts...

Two lines of tears fell from Yuan Xi's face, smudged on the blood-stained clothes.

Now that the matter had come to this, she could no longer restrain herself from collapsing. The arm behind her son's back exerted force again, and the dagger pierced through her chest and pierced her own body at the same time.

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