Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

There was a lot of commotion, and the families closest to the village chief were frightened. After hearing such a commotion, they were even more afraid to come out to check the situation.

They felt that these two people must have come here to cause trouble. Those who once took it for granted and thought that anything was possible as long as it allowed them to survive suddenly became extremely panicked at this moment.

Because they clearly knew that the strength of the two did not match, the reason why they were lucky enough to kill the last batch of immortal disciples was entirely because they had already killed each other before they were surrounded and killed.

Or they were cruel to themselves, so when faced with the encirclement and suppression by one of them, they had no strength to struggle. The encirclement and suppression by dozens of people, even if it was just one person with a hoe, was enough for them.

It's different now. At first glance, these two people are more powerful than the last few people. They can even break through the evil spirits that they can't break, which shows that they are stronger.

Even if they repeat what they did before, I'm afraid it won't hurt them at all.

Therefore, after thinking about it, they felt that everyone's current situation was almost the same, except that the clay Buddha was crossing the river and could not protect himself.

If you know you can't do something, you won't do it without overestimating your ability.

Zhao Xuan did not stop Wen Xuan's movements. After all, Wen Xuan still learned from him.

At this moment, Wen Xuan's mind and ears were constantly echoing the words of the man before. When he thought of this, the natal sword was usually connected with the owner's mind. Therefore, the silver sword felt the owner's anger.

With a whoosh, he appeared in front of the village chief's family in an instant, hanging in the air, with the tip of the sword pointed directly at them, as if it was about to slit their throats in the next second.

"Chief Immortal, please spare my life!"

"Yes, Immortal, please let us go, we are forced to have no choice!"

The village chief's two sons, two daughters-in-law, and grandchildren, plus the village chief and his wife, it was quite lively, with a total of eight or nine people.

The two women kept holding their children tightly, huddled at the back, their heads lowered, their faces pale but they still did not forget to cover their eyes with their hands.

The two daughters-in-law of the village chief's family trembled silently, their pale and bloodless lips opened, and they didn't say anything for a long time.

Just looking at the eyes of Zhao Xuan and Wen Xuan, they were full of pleading. At this moment, Zhao Xuan clearly saw the words in their eyes that they did not say.

——"Thousands of mistakes are all their fault. I just ask Master Immortal not to implicate the innocent children!"

It is not difficult to see the greatness of motherhood from how they kept their children firmly in their arms even though their fingers were trembling.

They can be ruthless executioners or selfless mothers.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan's heart moved slightly. People's hearts are always so complicated. They can regard other people's lives as trivial, but they can also risk their own lives to protect others when life and death are at stake.

Wen Xuan's eyes just lightly passed over the two women holding the children, and stopped at the village chief and his two sons with clear goals.

"Where...are they?"

He didn't say body, but used a general term.

The village chief trembled, not daring to raise his head to look into Wen Xuan's eyes.

But even if he didn't raise his head, he could still feel the silent chill emanating from the long sword pointed directly at their faces.

It turns out...this is what it feels like to be on the verge of death and to have to watch your own death...

Several people behind were so frightened by the battle that they broke out in cold sweats. Facing Wen Xuan's words, they did not dare to quibble or delay. The two sons of the village chief's family went to the cellar and moved several corpses one after another. come out.

Wen Xuan carefully observed that several corpses had begun to rot, and their original appearance was almost gone. There were corpse spots on their faces and other places.

In order to squeeze more blood from them, dozens of cuts were made on several corpses, and these were only the wounds on the arms and legs...

Zhao Xuan lifted his fingers lightly and looked at the legs and arms of the three people back and forth. After reading...

He didn't know what Wen Xuan was thinking. Anyway, at this moment, he didn't really want to talk.

Perhaps it was because human nature could always break through his lowest perception of human beings, so he remained silent and did not want to speak.

It can be seen how these people were continuously exploited by the entire village after their death.

Wen Xuan didn't care about Zhao Xuan lifting other men's clothes at this moment, because what he saw with his eyes already made him feel an unprecedented soreness in his heart.

His usually clean eyes were now cold and cold, staring coldly at the village chief and his family who were huddled together, as if they were the weak ones and the victims.

In a cold voice, he said indifferently, "I have always thought that eliminating demons, upholding justice, and protecting the helpless people in this world are the reasons why we immortal cultivators should persevere."

Holding a sharp sword in his hand, he should face the foreigners who are not our own, and always protect the people behind them, and will never face the people he wants to protect.

But he didn't expect that something he had never thought of would one day become a reality. He would have the ability to hold a sword, but the sword was directed at the people he was determined to protect before.

After this incident, he...suddenly felt briefly uncertain. Is such a person...really worthy of his protection?

Or...what's the difference between them and demons? Perhaps the only difference is that their appearance and blood are still of the same clan as Wenxuan for the time being, but their hearts and demons have been assimilated.

"The danger in the village has been lifted. As for you..." No matter how much Wen Xuan hated them, he could never raise his hand and take everyone's lives.

The only thing he could do was to leave a sentence indifferently, "People are doing it, God is watching, cause and effect reincarnate, and retribution is not good. I believe that one day, the things you have committed will always be repaid to you." That day."

But after that day, if they dared to ask Yunxiao Sect again, Wenxuan would never come to their rescue.

After he left these cold words that were neither long nor short, he retracted his sword, swiped his fingers into the treasure bag at his waist, and took in the corpses of all six fellow disciples.

Six corpses disappeared out of thin air in front of the village chief and his family.

But they were still scared, because they could already see clearly what they should see clearly.

Whether it was the marks on the corpse or the face that had already begun to rot, they were all deeply etched in their minds.

Wen Xuan found the body, took it away, left behind what could be called a "curse", and then turned around and left.

Zhao Xuan glanced at a few people nonchalantly, followed closely, and said nothing during the whole process.

The village chief and his family seemed to have saved their lives, but a year later, changes began to occur in the village one after another, including those who had participated in the siege and blood-taking of the monks.