"If you really need this piece of land, can you give us time to allow the villagers to move away?"

The old village chief appeared, trembling and heartbroken as he looked at some of the dead villagers.

"Give you time to migrate?"

One of the bandits sneered, and then looked at the monks standing in the void.

The one in the middle is the third master of the Mofeng Thieves, a powerful man at the level of a god.

After hearing the old village chief's words, the third leader of the Demonic Wind Thief had an expression as cold as ice.

To be honest, in normal times, he might not really attack these mortals.

It's not that he is kind, but that he is too lazy to take action. To him, these mortals are simply inferior to ants, that is, dust that can be ignored.

but……

But it was the one who ordered it.

But if you don't do it.

Those who should be destroyed should be their Demonic Wind Bandits.

"There's no need to wait so long, leave no one behind."

The Third Master waved his hand.

The brutal killings began again.

All the familiar villagers fell into a pool of blood.

These demonic thieves can even kill these mortals with just a thought.

"Old man, you can go too."

One of the bandits sneered and pointed at the village chief to kill him.

However……

boom!

next moment.

A petite figure stepped down from the sky and crushed the bandit's body to pieces!

"Shi... Shi Shi, why are you here?"

The village chief, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, suddenly changed his expression when he saw that figure.

He was glad before that at least the stone was not in the village.

As a result, he came running by himself!

Stone, looking at the burning village.

And those kind uncles and aunts in the past are all lying in a pool of blood now.

Even the little flower following him fell to the ground.

Shitou's mind was shocked and his eyes were about to burst!
Chapter completed!