There was a rustling sound in the cave, which sounded like footsteps dragging the ground. Someone was coming out, and five people held their breath to see who would come out.
After a while, a figure appeared. It seemed that the person had not seen light for a long time, and was not accustomed to the harsh sunshine outside. He covered half of his face with his arms, and half of his face was bright and half was in shadow.
"Who are you?" His voice was very weak.
"Don't be afraid, we are here to save you. What happened? Why are you hiding here?" Simukong asked.
"Ah... ah... no, don't kill me." The man was a little out of control because he saw Han Ba's knife in his hand.
Si Mukong winked, Han Ba put away his knife, and Si Mukong said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, walk slowly."
Seeing Han Ba's knife back, the man calmed down slightly and gradually adapted to the surrounding environment. His mood also calmed down a lot.
"Drink some water first." Simukong handed the kettle to him. The man was still hesitating. He took the water bottle from Simukong's encouraging eyes, took a sip and poured it into his mouth. After drinking the water, he felt better.
"Sit down and have a rest, then tell us what happened."
"Hell, it's like hell. People are crazy, killing each other, killing each other. Thanks to my hiding in the cave, the snow has covered the hole, otherwise I don't know what will happen?"
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The time jumped back to three days ago. The people chased the Bloodstool Ancestor into the snow valley. They were happy to catch up with him soon. Suddenly, it snowed heavily. They didn't think it was a good thing at first. After all, the Ancestor could not run fast and would leave footprints, which would be easy to find. So they continued to chase him.
However, at this time, everyone heard the sound of the sky breaking and looked up at the mountains, where thick smoke billowed and huge snow fell. The horses were also shocked and neighed.
"No, avalanche. It's avalanche. Run!" Someone shouted. These people are all experienced martial arts practitioners. They are not so panic like ordinary people and run to the place where there is no avalanche ahead.
People's power is small. Even so, many people who run slowly are directly buried by falling snow, and many people have died. Other people have temporarily fled to safety. Even so, they are also scared.
Fortunately, Pang Xin of Huadao Gate and Hua Yun of Tiegun Gate were not killed. The two brothers were crowded in the same place. Pang Xin was panicked and complained: "Hua Yun, it's your fault. You said it's okay to snow, but it's a bad thing. The avalanche happened. We lost more than a dozen brothers in Huadao Gate. What do you say?"
"Pang Xin, is it still useful to talk about this now? Are you the only one who died in Huadao Gate? We are not dead in Iron Gun Gate. We are also dozens of brothers who claimed their lives."
They choked, and some people around them said, "Forget it, forget it. Now we are lucky to escape. Now we should try to get out of trouble."
While the crowd was making a lot of noise, they suddenly heard a burst of laughter from the mountainside: "Ha ha ha, things that don't know how to live or die, do you think this avalanche is an accident? Too ignorant!"
"It's the old man, the blood knife old man." Someone shouted, and they looked around. They heard laughter, but did not see the blood knife old man.
"Ignorant rats, you don't know that your life is in my hands now. I want your life to be as easy as a palm."
What he said was terrible. No one's life wanted to be handed over to others. When someone listened to him, they were shaken and squatted on the ground in fear.
Some brave people said, "Don't be seduced by his evil words. How can our lives fall into his hands? Don't be afraid to find him and tear him to pieces!"
"Ignorant people, it seems that I won't show you. You don't know how powerful I am. Do you want to taste avalanches again?"
"Ha ha, if you can really control the avalanche, we will trust you, but is it possible, ha ha ha." Some people thought it funny and said it out loud.
However, his voice still didn't fall. He just heard the rustle above his head, and then with a bang, a large area collapsed, and a large chunk of snow rolled down.
"Ah, it's really an avalanche, everyone run quickly." This snowfall has brought a lot of panic to the following group of people, and they are scattered like birds and beasts again.
Fortunately, the avalanche lasted for a short time, and soon subsided without any loss, but it frightened everyone. Those brave people also stopped talking and closed their mouths.
After a while, the ancestor said again, "How come you believe this time? Is there anyone who refuses?"
Everyone was silent, and there was no voice below.
"Well, my grandfather has the virtue of loving life, so he will give you a chance to live. In this way, if he declares allegiance to me now, I will promise to let him live. You can choose where you want to go."
"I am loyal to my ancestors!"
"Me too!"
In the face of death, these people all lose their personality. At this time, out of the instinct of wanting to live, whether they want to or not, they say yes first for the sake of rights. Many cowards and smart people think so.
Only half of the people announced their loyalty to their ancestors, and nearly half of them were tough.
The ancestor seemed satisfied with the situation and said, "Ha ha, not all of them are fools. It seems that there are some smart people. Well, I will give you a chance to those who declare their allegiance to me."
The old Zu paused and continued: "But there is no reason to speak. It's easy for you to say a word when you touch your upper and lower lips. But I'm not a three-year-old child and I can't be fooled by you. If you say you want to be loyal to me, you can show your sincerity. In this way, you kill a person for me, which means you are loyal to me, and I will let him go."
When they heard this, they looked at each other for a while. They thought that it would be over if they fooled around. But they didn't think that the ancestor would really let them kill and hand over the names. They didn't move for a moment.
Lao Zu seemed to be patient and said, "Oh, it seems that you are still hesitating. Well, I have patience, and I have plenty of time. You can see what you want." After saying this, Lao Zu disappeared, leaving these people staring.
At this time, the crowd was not so concentrated, but scattered in groups. Now everyone was more alert to each other, for fear that someone would kill him before he went to ask the ancestors for credit.
Fortunately, it is still daytime, and everyone can see clearly who has any action, so there is no unexpected unrest. But in a twinkling of an eye it was evening, and it was slowly getting dark.
Everyone is still on guard against each other, especially when choosing a residence, which is very far away. People from one sect often live in one place, and then another sect is far away.
Pang Xin, the second leader of Huadaomen, went out to have a rest in the middle of the night and did not come back for a long time. Hua Yu, the third leader, felt that something was wrong and poked the follower. "Go and see what happened to the second leader. He hasn't come back for a long time."
One hundred soldiers were reluctant to get up. How nice it was to hide in the tent in this cold weather. Nobody would like to go out if he had nothing to do, but the third leader could not refuse to go.
The pawn walked around and shouted, "Stronghold Leader Pang! Stronghold Leader Pang.
"Ah!" The little pawn moved forward and looked carefully. The man had become a corpse. His head had disappeared, and Pang Xin was wearing it again.
The pawn sat down on the ground in fear, turned around and ran, shouting: "Come on, come on! The second leader was killed and his head was cut off."
When he shouted, the disciples of Huadao Sect rushed out, and the third leader shouted, "What are you shouting? You see the ghost?"
"The third leader and the second leader were killed and their heads were cut off. Go and have a look."
Hua Yu led the people up to see the body of the third leader. "Fucking", the third leader stamped his foot, "It must be the iron gun door. Go and find them!"
The third leader led people to find Hua Yun at the Iron Lance Gate and shouted outside: "Hua Yun, you son of a bitch, come out to me. Our second leader was killed. Did you do it?"
Hua Yun also led the people out, "What are you going to do at Huadao Gate? Are you looking for something? What's wrong with Pang Xin?"
"Hua Yun, you are still pretending to be confused with me. Well, we can see each other under our weapons." The third leader is a hot tempered man with a little mentality. He can't help but say something. With a wave of his hand, these men rushed to the front, and with a move of his hand, he moved the real guy. He shouted at each other with knives, guns and guns.
Hua Yun feels very innocent and wants to explain, but it seems that the other party will not give him the chance to explain. He is so desperate. He wants to make a name for himself. It's necessary to kill these turtles and grandchildren and take their heads to ask for credit. Thinking of this, he also shouted, "Kill me!"
The disciples of the Iron Lance Sect were polite when they saw that the boss had spoken. Moreover, many of these people are attracted to the ancestors, so they can live and kill if they kill! Each of these people had an iron gun, and the two groups also fought. It was jingling and killing. They made such a big noise that others could not hear it. They all came to watch, but it was a mess. Besides, it was normal for weapons to hurt innocent people. Many people were also involved in the battle group. They fought until dawn and killed many people.
Some people kill people with red eyes, and cut them when they see people, and kill them when they see people. Some people have just killed a person and cut off the head of the other person. While holding it in their hands and laughing, they were struck on the head by a nearby person with an axe, and suddenly they were shocked. It's just such a disorderly war. Almost one third of the people died, but the killing has just begun