Fantasy: First Day Of Wedding, Reward Supreme Bone

The originally peaceful village with beautiful mountains and clear waters has now turned into a piece of scorched earth.

A fire swallowed up everything. Looking from a distance, the flames were still not extinguished, and fireworks were everywhere...

In the past half month, the residence they lived in has been reduced to ruins, with the house collapsed and smoke billowing.

"Snapped."

The gift in Tang Guiyao's arms suddenly fell to the ground.

At this moment, both of them had a bad premonition. With a wave of their hands, they were in the sky of the village in an instant.

The scene in front of them stunned both of them.

On the trail that ran through the whole village, corpses were scattered everywhere, and every familiar person turned into a cold corpse.

far away.

Some young men and women were talking and laughing.

He noticed the two people appearing in the void and showed a hint of surprise.

"Tang Guiyao?!"

Someone noticed Tang Guiyao and made a sound of surprise.

Then everyone looked at Qin Yun, and there were wisps of fiery color in their eyes: "Supreme body?!"

At this moment, all these young men and women showed greedy looks on their faces, and they immediately took action and immediately surrounded Qin Yun.

"Is it really the Supreme body? How could he appear here?"

"Didn't you say you died in Mount Tai? You actually left safely?!"

"It must be the Supreme body. With Tang Guiyao, it is naturally impossible to be someone else."

"These two people definitely obtained a valuable treasure in the imperial mausoleum, and the Supreme body can take Tang Guiyao away safely, so they definitely possess some kind of secret treasure!"

Some discussions arose.

From all directions, young figures kept appearing, flying up into the sky and surrounding Qin Yun.

There were quite a few young men and women, numbering between ten and twenty. Qin Yun saw some familiar faces, most of them were saints and saints from the Holy Land. They were all geniuses of the younger generation.

"Did you kill these villagers?"

Qin Yun ignored everyone's looks and spoke in a deep voice.

His mood was very bad, it could be said that he had never been in a bad mood.

"Are you Supreme?"

No one in the crowd answered him, but a saint asked with a slightly naughty smile.

"Why do you want to kill these villagers?" Qin Yun did not respond and continued to speak, with a cold tone in his voice.

At this time.

In the distant sky, a young man walked out. He was very handsome and had an extraordinary appearance. He was wearing a shirt with the words "Dao Yi" engraved on it.

Qin Yun recognized him. He was the Holy Son of Daoyi Holy Land.

He once participated in the hunt for Tang Guiyao, and he was very powerful. He was a leader of the younger generation, a peerless genius, and extremely famous!

"good."

The man chuckled and nodded lightly, as if he had done something insignificant.

"Why? Why kill? They are just mortals, what threat can they pose to you?" Tang Guiyao's face was complicated, and it was not difficult to hear the pain in her heart and the doubts in her heart.

"It is rare for our geniuses to gather together in Mount Tai. We are all ancient, so we decided to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to gather together."

“The scenery here is great, we chose this place.”

Holy Son Daoyi smiled and said softly: "Our gathering is comparable to a gathering of immortals. Naturally, we cannot tolerate the existence of despicable ants around us, which will affect our mood."

"So you killed the whole village?!" Tang Guiyao couldn't understand or accept it.

Holy Son Daoyi spread his hands, with an innocent expression on his face: "What else?"

At this time, a saint girl also smiled and said: "It was their blessing to be killed by us. This place was chosen by us to become a gathering place for our generation of geniuses, and it was their creation. It is not too late to thank us." ”

Everyone laughed.

It's like doing something completely insignificant.

At this moment, Qin Yun's expression had become extremely gloomy, and murderous intent was brewing silently.

Tang Guiyao was almost dull.

This reason seemed extremely absurd to her.

The willfulness of a group of dandy boys and a gathering cost so many mortal lives. The cruelty and bloodshed are so heinous!

Before this, perhaps even Tang Guiyao herself believed that human life was like an ant, dispensable.

However, half a month of village life made her change her understanding of mortals.

Seeing the familiar villagers lying in a pool of blood, and thinking of those simple and gentle smiling faces, Tang Guiyao's heart felt even more painful.

She walked through the sea of ​​corpses, trying to find survivors.

But everything made her so desperate.

They were all dead, without exception. They couldn't even resist. They were all killed easily by the monks.

In the sea of ​​corpses, Tang Guiyao saw a small figure. She was completely stunned there, her delicate face full of despair.

It was a little girl, very innocent and romantic, heartless, just like a little boy on weekdays.

The little face is often dirty.

She wears pigtails that look up to the sky every day, and will give Tang Guiyao meat porridge prepared by her mother. She will also keep pestering Tang Guiyao, following her, praising her for her beauty, and calling her aunt.

"Little bell."

Tang Guiyao picked up the girl and called her softly.

The girl has long since lost her life, and her clear eyes are full of the last fear of life.

"Little bell..."

Tang Guiyao's voice was faint and lonely. Her eyes were full of sadness and she lowered her head, full of sadness.

She squatted there for a long time, holding the little girl's body motionless, as if she was petrified.

After a long time, she stood up suddenly, her eyes glowed with terrifying light, and she stood in the sea of ​​corpses, looking up to the sky and letting out a sad roar: "Ah..."

The roar resounded throughout the world, endless mourning, and sadness everywhere.

The biting cold between heaven and earth was as if winter had arrived overnight, and Tang Guiyao's body burst out with terrifying murderous intent.

On the sky.

Many young men and women were slightly stunned when they saw this scene.

I don't understand why this usually cold woman suddenly showed such mood swings because of a group of mortals.

People just thought it was a bit funny and smiled one after another.

"I want you all to be buried with me!"

A mournful roar shook the world, and Tang Guiyao stepped forward, her hair flying, her eyes blazing like the scorching sun, murderous intent soaring into the sky, and her momentum collapsed.

"Haha, arrogant."

The young men and women didn't take it seriously and smiled one after another, and their smiles became even brighter.

They are all saints and saints of the Holy Land, top figures of the younger generation. Regardless of their inheritance or cultivation, no one is afraid of Tang Guiyao, not to mention so many saints and saints joining forces.

Holy Son Daoyi looked at Qin Yun and said: "I have answered your question, is it now your turn to answer my question?"

"Are you Supreme?"

Everyone looked towards Qin Yun.

The Supreme body is too mysterious, has all kinds of shocking inheritance, and hides too many secrets. These people came to Taishan all because of the Supreme body.

Desperate to know everything.

"it's me!"

However, Qin Yun's answer was direct and straightforward, without any hesitation, nor did he want to hide anything, he admitted everything.

Such simplicity shocked everyone!