Ren Baza, a high-ranking member of the Qiu Sheng family who had previously been proud of cutting off a piece of fat on his beard, now had a gloomy look in his eyes and said nothing.

The Jin'an people, who were surrounded by layers of forces from both sides, looked at the Blackstone Clan and the Chou Sheng Clan with calm expressions from the beginning to the end.

Jin An turned to Qi Bo and said, "Qi Bo, this is what children are talking about playing house."

Well, Qi Bo was stunned for a moment, and then nodded in a dumbfounded way. As expected, this Taoist priest Jin'an was really...his words were shocking every time.

After hearing Jin An's description, Master Yiyun couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth.

Bo Qing frowned: "What are you talking about?"

When Bo Qing listened to his translator, he was so angry that he drew his sword and killed the translator next to him. He was moody, violent and cruel.

The translator's body fell directly to the ground dozens of feet high and turned into a pulp.

In fact, Bo Qing is fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome and upright figure. Because of the harsh plateau climate, even nobles appear older than the Central Plains people, making him look about twenty years old, so Jin An pretends to be a child.

It is indeed a bit insulting for Jiajia to describe a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who has matured mentally.

What's more, he is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who thinks he is the master of strategizing, knows all the agencies, everyone is drunk and I am alone, and has a strong self-esteem, which is even more shameful and humiliating.

"Do you still think it's funny?" Bo Qing held up the stone knife that was still dripping with warm blood, his eyes cold.

"You, come and translate for them."

Bo Qing pointed at another translator, and the person being pointed was frightened and translated.

Jin An's eyes turned cold: "Do you know why we are laughing? The children's cleverness has actually been seen through by adults, but the adults are too lazy to be serious. It is not the tantric monks who are protecting us, but the existence of those tantric monks, which makes you

His dog’s life has been preserved till now.”

"But when you say that you are secretly arresting people to be used as medicine people for research, no one here today can save you!"

Unexpectedly, these serf owners and nobles did not take the lives of serfs seriously. Some of the people who lied about being crushed to death by snow and whose bodies could not be found seemed to have been captured by the Blackstone clan, and one can imagine their fate.

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of Qi Bo and Mr. Yiyun also turned cold. When they heard that the Blackstone clan had committed such a crime that dehumanized humanity, the Blackstone clan had already become a dead person in their eyes.

"Those who provoke me, the Black Stone clan, will die! Anyone who provokes me, Bo Qing, will die even more!" Bo Qing's voice was cold and faint, with a cold look on his handsome face. With a wave of his hand, he issued an attack order.

"Silly sheep! Take action! Take your seat, old man!" But someone took action first than Blackstone.

The goat carrying the old Taoist priest was like a white siege crossbow that had been charging for a long time. It shot out from the string in an instant. The bark of the tree, which was as long as the cliffs and rocks, was the most favorable terrain for it. The distance was

The five or six Blackstone clan members closest to it were holding tree bark in one hand and stone knives in the other. The stone knives had been severely knocked away by the white siege crossbow before they could even lift them up.

The goat is as big as an ox, and wherever it passes, it is like being bombarded by a siege ballistae. It is unstoppable, with heavy explosions and the sound of successive bones breaking.

Five or six people were hit on the spot with their sternums shattered, and they vomited blood and internal organs. Then, with desperate screams, they fell dozens of feet and were smashed into meat patties.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the goat had already knocked several waves of people, a total of more than a dozen people, off the ancient tree, and screams of despair continued in the ears.

Just as the goat transformed into a siege ballista and rushed out, Jin'an, Master Yiyun, and Qibo also rushed out together. Each of them protected Jin'an's flanks, knocking down waves of Blackstone clan members and Qiu Sheng.

The family members let Jin An rush straight to the top leaders of the two clans without any scruples.

"You are asking for your own death! It just so happens that I don't plan to let you leave alive today. Since I can't cheat you out of the prescription, I can only step on your corpses to get those precious medicinal materials to make up for our clan's losses today!"

Bo Qing's eyes were cold, looking at Jin An who was rushing towards him, showing a terrifying murderous intention: "Don't you really like to do good deeds, don't you really want to be a Bodhisattva, don't you really like to help those most worthless serfs! Then!

Just go to hell and become a Bodhisattva! Let me see today whether you are truly compassionate or falsely compassionate, whether you are truly kind or false and hypocritical in the face of life and death!"

Following Bo Qing's order, the Blackstone clan brought dozens of mature serfs and a dozen young serfs with chains around their necks. They used leather whips to drive these serfs to kill Jin'an and the others.

They threw themselves down from the sacred tree and fell to death.

When each tribe went into the mountains, they brought many mature serfs with them to carry burdens and miscellaneous items.

The dozen young serfs with chains around their necks were the "horses" Bo Qing brought with him.

However, the serfs who had always looked numb and had already resigned themselves to their fate and would never disobey the orders of the nobles, looked at Jin An, Young Master Yiyun and the others, and at this time, they actually had a slight hesitation.

puff!

A human head fell to the ground.

Then another head fell to the ground.

Several serfs were killed by Blackstone in succession, but still no one came forward.

"Why don't you obey orders!"

"Do you all want to die?"

A senior member of the Blackstone clan roared angrily. Even a few of the humblest serfs dared to openly disobey their orders. Thinking that they had lost face in front of the Qiansheng family, they became so angry that they killed several people in a row.

"Sacred Cow and Jin, Jin'an Bodhisattva, Yiyun La, Ram, they... are... good people!" Although several prime-age serfs were afraid of the butcher's knife, they still spoke their inner words. They no longer accepted their fate numbly, but began to have emotions.

One's own judgment in life.

"Bastard!" The senior management was furious. Just as he was about to raise his legs and kick the serfs who were speaking out of the sacred tree, bang!

He suddenly felt a violent shock in his body. The huge impact force, which was more painful than being hit by a wild bear in the snowy mountains, spread throughout his body in an instant. It seemed that all the bones in his body were crushed and crushed by the huge force at this moment, and his lungs were squeezed by the collapsed chest.

The bloodshot eyes burst out and were congested.

Then he felt that his body was light and weightless, and he lost weight under his feet. The sacred tree shrank rapidly in front of his eyes, and his body was flying away quickly. Before completely losing consciousness, he only saw a Taoist priest rushing into the flock of sheep like a tiger in a world full of blood.

The tribesmen became sheep, running rampant in the Blackstone clan, losing their hands and feet along the way, and were invincible.

Even the most powerful warriors in the clan were unable to block any of his moves and were knocked away with broken bones and tendons.

Even Tsering Baza, the Qiusheng family member who had been fighting with him all his life, had his head smashed with a palm from the opponent and fell from the sacred tree.

Looking at the Han Taoist priest who was unstoppable and more terrifying than the Snow Mountain Demon, at this moment, he had the illusion that he was seeing a mysterious demon who could fight the gods and Buddhas all over the sky by himself, and he seemed to be seeing a demon who could easily kill tribesmen by himself.

The mysterious master of the first warrior, Black King Kong, the two figures overlapped, and then his vision went black and he lost consciousness.

At this time, black raindrops began to fall on the sacred tree, and the raindrops fell more and more.

It's just that these black raindrops are all people.

This was a massacre without any suspense, but the people who were massacred were the Blackstone family and the Qiu Sheng family, which were more numerous. No matter how they begged for mercy or how they escaped, they could not escape this cold-blooded massacre.

There is no bloody smell permeating the sacred tree, but everyone's heart is shrouded in the cold murderous intention like falling into an icy lake, and they are unable to resist.

"Why, how could this be like this..." Bo Qing's complexion changed. He overestimated himself and underestimated the enemy. He finally understood what the other party said. All conspiracies and tricks are just children's play in the face of absolute strength...

"Kill him! I don't bother to know his origins! We must never cause further trouble!" Bo Qing's face was ferocious. He made a mistake today and provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with hatred.

That man was cold-blooded and ruthless, killing everyone around him. This fatal sense of oppression, like suffocation, made him crazy and lose his calm thinking. He would never be as ruthless, calm and conceited as before. As a result, he did not see the people around him.

There are fewer and fewer people, and all they can do is kill each other by any means necessary.

It wasn't until the screams in his ears disappeared and all the members of the Blackstone and Chou Sheng families were killed that he woke up from the massacre with a chill all over as if from a dream.

Jin An landed silently and suddenly appeared in front of Bo Qing, with a cold expression on his face: "Do you know why I left you alone? Because I also want you to taste the despair they experienced."

Bo Qing was so frightened that his legs became weak and he almost lost his footing and fell.

The Han in front of him, who was wearing Taoist robes and had just cold-bloodedly killed all his people, was a god of death in Bo Qing's eyes. He was the most terrifying demon in the snow mountain epic legend. For the first time, he felt that his heart was about to stop at any moment.

He felt a sense of terror and oppression, but his strong desire to survive made him make crazy remarks: "You can't kill me. If all our people are dead and no one comes back alive, even if you let those humble serfs out, their families

, Ajia Aji, sister and brother, all will be killed as traitors, and then their heads will be cut off and made into a Gabala wine bowl. The soul will be sealed in the Gabala wine bowl forever and will not be reincarnated! The only way is to let me go back.

Only with my intercession can you save these worthless serfs, and can you save their families! My life is more valuable than theirs!"

Jin An regained his sense of oppression: "Is what he said true?"

Jin An looked at the stunned serfs.

After the serfs came to their senses, the joy on their faces dimmed again, and the fire in their eyes was extinguished again, turning into numb expressions and nodding.

Bo Qing Bo Qing thought he had found Jin An's weakness. He held on to his slightly crooked Snow Mountain Wolf King hat to cover up his inner panic: "So, now that I'm the only one left, you can't even kill me."

On the contrary, I want to protect my personal safety, not to let me be harmed in any way, and to escort me all the way back to the Blackstone clan so that I can intercede for those serfs in front of the tribe leader and the protector god."

Bo Qing's eyes flashed.

Suddenly, the serfs spoke: "Jin'an Bodhisattva, Yiyun Ram, Qi Bo, and the sacred cow..."

"Thanks……"

"We understand that you are all good people. You have helped us so much along the way. It is too much for us to make so many unreasonable demands now. Snow Mountain Praise God, Buddha and Bodhisattva in the temple will definitely blame us for being too greedy..."

"But! Please kill Bo Qing! Only by killing him can we save our Aga Aji! relatives! Please kill Bo Qing!"

Although Jin An and Qi Bo could not understand the Tubo language, all three of them had a bad premonition at the same time. It was too late to save people. The serfs jumped off the sacred tree, willing to sacrifice themselves to save the lives of the whole family.

Jin An looked at the hesitant young serfs and shouted hoarsely: "No!"

But those young serfs who had already resigned themselves to their fate and whose eyes were numb gradually began to have hope in their eyes: "If I kill Bo Qing, will my family no longer have to be used as horses for others to ride on?"

"I have a younger brother!"

"I, Ajia Aji, am not in good health, and I need my brother to stay by my side to take care of me!"

The eyes of each young man are getting brighter and brighter, as if they finally see a glimmer of hope in the dark world.

"Tochena!"

Thanks.

"Tashi Delek!"
To be continued...