() Found the way home!

Jiang Lingyue did not answer Bai Moyan’s question as soon as possible, but asked Xiaotian with a heavy expression: “What you said is true?”

"Zhizhi..." Xiaotian nodded, "It's true, there are many people who died in front of him, and they are all monks."

"Go and take a look." Hearing this, Jiang Lingyue turned to Bai Moyan, Xinglan and others to explain the situation, and signaled Xiaotian to lead the way. Several people carried carriages and headed towards where Xiaotian said.

At this time, although the carriage was on the official road, there was very few people because it was not in front of the village or the shop behind it.

Xiaotian was extremely fast, and the carriage stopped outside a remote village after walking nearly twenty miles.

Several people got off the carriage and looked at the village without any anger in front of them. A cold light flashed in Xinglan's half-fai's eyes, which were originally lazy.

After watching around, my posture became less disapproving and more vigilant. I narrowed my distance with Jiang Lingyue without any trace, so as to avoid any sudden situation and unable to protect this girl in time.

"What a strong dead air!"

After Bai Moyan walked a few steps forward, she stood firm and looked at the empty houses in front of her, without a trace of anger, and there was a little deeper look in her eyes.

"Lingyue, most of the people who die here are monks, you must be careful." Xiaotian stood on Jiang Lingyue's shoulder and carefully guarded to avoid any sudden situation.

Hearing Jiang Lingyue reposting Xiaotian's words, Bai Moyan couldn't help but frown and said, "Xiaotian said that most of the people who died here were monks, but... this place is more than 200 miles from the Kyoto of the Holy Rock Kingdom. It is an ordinary small village. How could there be so many monks?"

This is not only strange for Bai Moyan, but also for Xinglan, who is not so familiar with Shengyan Kingdom.

It is rare to have a few monks in a small village, but according to Xiaotian, there are no less than a hundred monks who died here.

But soon, after seeing the appearance of the dead monks, everyone's doubts were answered.

These monks died for only two or three days, but the corpse did not begin to rot.

After seeing their appearance, Jiang Lingyue suddenly felt very familiar. She remembered their identities without thinking about it.

"Aren't these people the monks who came from the secret realm?" Bai Mochen said in a panic.

"To be precise, they are all casual cultivators who came to this secret realm." Jiang Lingyue and Xinglan looked at each other, and both confirmed their identities.

"Scattered cultivator?" Bai Moyan frowned, then nodded, "That's right, they are not the cultivators among the sects that came to the Holy Rock Kingdom this time."

"Although most of these casual cultivators are not as good as those disciples of the sect, there are more than 100 people. It is not something that ordinary people can do if they want to kill them together. Obviously, the strength of the murderer should not be underestimated." Xing Lan said, and came to one of the corpses, squatted, and carefully checked the injuries on the other party.

Jiang Lingyue was also a little alert, and after watching it around, he spoke, "These people are all monks, not ordinary people. I think they are not the indigenous people of this village."

"So, what about the indigenous people here?" Bai Mochen was stunned: "Where have they been?"

"I think it's a lot of danger!" Jiang Lingyue shook her head. The village is so remote and poor, so naturally the indigenous people cannot be masters who can kill the casual cultivators.

As they had guessed, soon, more than a hundred corpses were found in a dry well behind the village, both men, women, and young and old. It was obvious that they were the indigenous people of the village.

Looking at one of the small babies who were only a few months old and a woman who was about to give birth to a woman, Jiang Lingyue's eyes were unconsciously infected with a bit of cold murderous intent.

There are many bloodthirsty people in the world of cultivation, but these people are just ordinary villagers, especially these babies, who are so innocent. However, the other party doesn’t even let them go, and their hearts are punished!

"Why did the murderer kill so many casual cultivators?" Bai Mochen asked in confusion as he looked at the corpses all over the ground.

People in the world kill people simply for interest disputes and grudges and hatreds. If it is a large-scale battle between sects, it is not a rare thing to die so many people.

But not to mention how innocent these indigenous people are, even these casual cultivators all come from all over the world, so how could they have an entanglement with the murderer behind them at the same time?

"So many casual cultivators cannot have grudges with someone or a certain force at the same time. It seems that it should be for the benefit."

Bai Moyan glanced at the corpses of the indigenous people in the dry well and sighed: "Although this place is a distance from Kyoto, it still belongs to the border of the Holy Rock Kingdom. I sent a message to the government here and asked them to arrange for a thorough investigation."

"Yes!" Hearing his last order, someone agreed in secret, and then he was silent again.

Seeing that Bai Moyan had already made arrangements, Jiang Lingyue and Xinglan stopped talking.

Everyone rushed to the road again, but after witnessing the hundreds of corpses, everyone had no intention of talking and laughing.

"Xinglan, did you see what the injuries of those people just now?"

The carriage drove away from the village, Jiang Lingyue put down the curtain and asked to Xinglan.

"It's all a sword that seals the throat. The most common sword is used, and it's impossible to see what it is coming." Xinglan shook his head. The other party was obviously prepared for it. Whether it was killing the indigenous people or killing the casual cultivators, it was very common. There were no clues left on the corpse.

"Everyone is more careful about the next journey." Hearing this, Bai Moyan reminded him.

The other party's killing target was obviously aimed at casual cultivators who had no power to rely on. Now, their identities are very consistent with this requirement.

More than a hundred casual cultivators died in the hands of the other party without disturbing anyone. Obviously, the other party's strength should not be underestimated.

Although they have an unfathomable star railing here, Bai Moyan and Bai Mochen, including Jiang Lingyue, will not be opponents of each other, so they should be more careful.

"Try not to act separately." Jiang Lingyue nodded. Although he had to experience it, he would always experience some risks and setbacks, but it did not mean that he would have to make trouble recklessly, let alone, the other party was a master who had a sword to kill the throat. He had only one life, but he would have nothing after playing it!

"Wow!" At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped without any warning. Before everyone could ask questions, a arrogant voice came: "Who are you all? Get off the carriage quickly for investigation, and you must not make any mistakes!"
Chapter completed!