"You kid, didn't you pretend to be righteous just now? Why are you scared now?"

Hong Laoliu glanced helplessly, and Yang Dongdao, who was hiding behind him.

"Senior Hong, don't forget, I paid!"

Yang Dong stretched out his head from behind, hesitated for a moment, and stuffed a penny into Hong Laoliu's hands.

Hong Laoliu immediately smiled and said generously;

"Don't worry, boy, you can save your life within three feet of my surroundings."

Yang Dong nodded and immediately followed Hong Laoliu's figure and got into the woods.

At the same time, on the other side of the trail, a peasant army dressed in tattered clothes and holding various weapons in their hands was looking at the direction of the shelter with grief and anger.

"What the hell do they want to do with these damn bastards?"

"This place is just a few poor people, so why did they send cavalry to attack!"

"Brothers, I know you are very tired! But our compatriots are being massacred at this moment. Can you bear it?"

The middle-aged man in the lead spoke a local dialect of Luozhou, which immediately attracted the response from everyone behind him.

"I can't bear it, I have to fuck him!"

"Damn it, you have the ability to come to me! What's the ability to bully the elderly, weak, women and children!"

The group of peasant soldiers cursed, and the tired look on their original faces instantly faded a lot.

At this time, it was already dark.

With the faint moonlight, Yang Dong followed Hong Laoliu and touched the shelter.

The increasingly intense smell of blood made both of them look ugly.

"Senior Hong, we..."

Hong Laoliu immediately gave Yang Dong a gesture of silence. After thinking for a while, he jumped onto the branch of a pine and cypress next to him.

Looking into the location at the door of the shelter, my face instantly turned gloomy.

He observed about half a stick of incense and jumped back to the ground.

Seeing that his face was extremely ugly, Yang Dong seemed to have guessed something, frowned and asked:

"But there are still living things?"

Hong Laoliu shook his head slightly.

"The human blood is dark and red and has not dried up yet. I'm afraid the person who committed the crime has just left for a while, or may have been hiding in the dark. To be safe, it's better to observe it again."

"Wait a little longer?"

A trace of struggle flashed across Yang Dong's face.

He knew very well the dangers of shelter.

If someone lies in the ambush, he and Hong Laoliu will immediately fall into danger.

But if you just wait here, then the people in this refuge will have almost no chance of survival.

If they can pass by now, they may have a glimmer of hope!

Thinking of this, Yang Dong immediately asked:

"Senior Hong, if the other party has a master, can you still protect me?"

Upon hearing this, a strange look appeared on Hong Laoliu's cheeks.

He glanced at Yang Dong and asked:

"You kid, aren't you a fifth-grade martial artist? Why are you so cowardly..."

"Just a mere fifth-rank martial artist, not a good man."

Yang Dong laughed at himself, but was immediately interrupted by Hong Laoliu.

"Boy, you're a little bit self-deprecating. Do you know that there are very few people in this world who can practice martial arts, let alone martial arts?"

"There are many masters in the capital, but that is the capital of the Great Zhou. Can you have so many masters in other places?"

After saying this, Hong Laoliu nodded slightly again.

"But the old guy named Lu didn't read you wrong. Although you are a little cowardly, your intention is not bad."

"Although I'm afraid of death, I still stick to my own morality. This is very good!"

"Boy, since you and I are destined to be together, I will give you a word. It's right to stick to morality, but you also need to pay attention to protecting yourself at all times. But..."

"You boy is so cowardly, I'm afraid you are not a person who sacrifices your life for justice."

Well……

Yang Dong was speechless, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Is Lao Liu praising me?

But why do you always feel weird...

I always feel that this old guy is mocking me...

But I can see one thing, Hong Laoliu is definitely not an ordinary person.

Moreover, his friendship with Mr. Lu is probably deeper than he thought.

Although I have not investigated the identity of Mr. Lu in detail, his skills alone are extremely human.

So this Hong Laoliu has a simple identity!

And according to his opinion, his cultivation level is actually not low?

Thinking of this, a hint of joy flashed across Yang Dong's face.

"Senior Hong, what do you mean is... Is my strength considered a master in the world?"

"That's natural... Although your foundation is very poor, you are also considered a pseudo-master."

Hong Laoliu looked hidden and continued:

"As long as you don't fight with others, this level of cultivation is still quite intimidating."

"What if...what if you fight with someone?"

Yang Dong asked with anticipation.

"Then I can give the white-haired man a black-haired man a meal."

After Hong Laoliu finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"When I go to the table, remember to get me more chicken legs. I will just have this bite!"

When Yang Dong heard this, his face was immediately covered in darkness.

Is it a paper tiger?

The kind that can be broken with one poke...

"Let's go, boy, I will ensure you are safe when I travel!"

Hong Lao Liu looked like a master and swaggered into the entrance of the shelter.

Yang Dong followed him and there was a little speculation.

It seems that this old sixth person has long known that there is no one in the shelter. Since that is the case, then he did that just now, it must be to test me...

But why are you trying to test me?

Could it be because of Mr. Lu?

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up slightly.

I knew that Mr. Lu must have a hidden identity. Next time he called me to go to the cold palace and manufacturing site, I must not be lazy anymore.

While talking, the two had already stepped into the shelter.

This place is like an ordinary village, and there is nothing special about the entrance of the village.

But the increasingly intense smell of blood made Yang Dong frown frequently.

"Strange, where is the smell of blood coming from..."

"hiss…!"

Yang Dong's body suddenly froze and couldn't help but take a deep breath!

He looked at the market in the center of the shelter and his face changed wildly.

Wherever my sight was, there was blood red!

At this moment, the blood flowing into the river is no longer just an adjective, but a real and true appearance in front of Yang Dong!

Children, elderly, women...

The extremely miserable corpse was casually stacked on one piece, forming a mountain of corpses.

The bright red blood gathers into a dark red river, flowing down from the mountain of corpses.

The so-called purgatory on earth is nothing more than that!

Yang Dong felt a tumbling in his stomach. He immediately turned around and vomited wildly behind him.

After scraping his stomach, a pale pale appeared on his face.

Too miserable!

He has never seen such a bloody scene in his two lives!

Hong Laoliu sighed deeply,

"This is the world today..."
Chapter completed!