Chapter 324
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'Who did this?!!'
Rage surged to the top of his head, and a glint flashed across his eyes. Among the corpses, he was able to discern the clothes of the Tang Clan's servants, cooks, guards … and even Village Chief Tang's treasured concubines!
He immediately eliminated the suspicion of the Tang Family.
Looking at the piles of bones on the ground again, Zhen Xiaoxiao was both sad and shocked.
Did all the East Village citizens end up like this?
Natural disaster? Man-made disaster?
With a tearing pain in his chest, Zhen Xiaoxiao held back the tears in her eyes. She stumbled and rushed through the door. Then, she was so shocked by what she saw and heard that she forgot to breathe!
There were still living people in the courtyard!
They were stacked layer by layer like materials, piled up into a human pagoda!
The people at the bottom were like the dead outside the door. Their limbs had turned into bones and their lives had been extinguished.
As for the people piled high, although they were all skin and bones, their chests still seemed to be breathing weakly.
What a strange scene!
It was hair-raising and chilling.
This was clearly man-made, but the person who could do such a crazy thing must be extremely evil and had no moral bottom line!
Save people!
Apart from the horror, only these two words appeared in Zhen Xiaoxiao's mind.
The dead were gone and could not be brought back. But as long as there was still breath in their chests, she would not allow another one to die!
However, just as Zhen Xiaoxiao leaped towards the human pagoda, a black figure unexpectedly rose from behind the pagoda!
The moment the shadow appeared, the surrounding scenery seemed to be cut and distorted. Zhen Xiaoxiao's footsteps trembled, and she suddenly felt a boundless pressure pressing down on her shoulders. The pressure made her knees tremble, and she almost knelt on the ground!
"Zhen Xiaoxiao!"
A sharp roar that sounded like someone sawing wood entered her ears.
The black figure flew up, black robes fluttering and demonic hair dancing. Finally, a familiar face formed in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao.
The Water of Hatred!
It was the Evil Dragon Sect's Left Protector whom she had once fought with!
Zhen Xiaoxiao's expression froze.
Who would have thought that this person would not die after being struck by his saber and falling off the cliff? Furthermore, the pressure on his body was even stronger than before!
Hatred Water's face, filled with hatred, appeared in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao. His cheeks were even deeper and his skin turned sallow. His eyes turned into two balls of burning karmic fire!
He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
How hateful!
An ant.
Not only did he crush his younger brother to death, but he also knocked him off a cliff because of the Frenzied Blade inheritance!
If it wasn't for the fact that at the moment of life and death, his monstrous resentment had attracted a black saber to enter his body, he would have died by now!
He had never been so angry before!
After Hen Shui was defeated, he never returned to the Evil Dragon Sect. In fact, when he heard the rumors of Dongling Ten Blades appearing, he did not even head to the War God Temple to report. His goal was to find Zhen Xiaoxiao and settle the grudge between the two of them!
"It was you … who slaughtered the people of Dongxiang?"
The moment he saw the hate potion, Zhen Xiaoxiao understood.
She stopped in her tracks and locked eyes with him. The anger in her eyes was even hotter than his!
But even if he was seeking revenge, how could he come to Dongxiang?
Seeing Zhen Xiaoxiao's ashen face, the hate potion seemed to have guessed what she was thinking. He laughed madly and immediately picked up a living person from the pile of bones.
"You recognize this person, right?"
The skull that was tightly gripped by his fingers cracked.
"After I climbed up from the cliff, I passed by Quanhua County and was about to borrow a living person to cultivate. I saw this person boasting to the people of the county that he was the loyal servant of the missing alchemy disciple of Seven Leaves Valley, Zhen Xiaoxiao. Since she was ten years old, he had been in charge of her daily life. The village she used to live in was Dongxiang, a place with beautiful mountains and rivers … In a moment of impulse, I let go of Quanhua County and specially came here for a walk."
As he spoke, the hate potion licked his face with his long tongue, showing an expression of longing for more.
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