Great Creator

Chapter 267 Rain of Blood (12)

It was raining heavily.

The sky was dark, the climate was gloomy and cold, and boundless rain poured down on this mountain villa on the outskirts of the city.

This heavy rain has been falling for a long time, and the entire villa is quiet, as if no one lives there.

In one of the rooms in the villa, there was an inconspicuous cellar under the originally ornately decorated floor.

Suddenly, the lid of the cellar moved.

One click, another click, and then, the cellar cover was slowly opened a crack.

A boy of fourteen or fifteen years old peeked out through the half-open cellar door with a pair of eyes exposed through the gap.

He saw a bright red.

The red like a dyeing workshop, the bright red splashed in large areas, the dark red mixed with unknown minced meat, and the brick red mixed with the soil, together formed a living hell and appeared in front of him.

The boy shrank back in fright, the cellar door closed again, and he scrambled and retreated into the corner inside the cellar.

Outside, the thick bloody smell was still wafting into the cellar.

Then, another day passed.

The food in the cellar had been eaten long ago, and the rain had not stopped, so he was very thirsty, so he drank the rainwater that flowed down from the entrance of the cellar.

There was a strange smell in the rain, like rust, and there was even a stink.

While drinking, the boy retched.

If he stayed here, he would still die.

The boy thought so.

So, he mustered up his courage, tried to open the cellar again, grabbed the edge of the cellar with his hands, jumped hard, and climbed up with difficulty.

He has some superficial internal strength, which was taught to him by his parents.

Back then, he was still the young master of the village, with an arrogant temper. His parents asked him to practice martial arts, but he refused to practice hard. He always said that everyone in the village was a master, and it was fine to let others do it. Why bother him?

Now, the teenager only regrets that he didn't work hard back then.

If he had practiced martial arts well, maybe at least he wouldn't be so powerless.

That day, my father led people to fight against the enemies who came to destroy Zhuangzi, but my mother only had time to push him into the cellar, told him not to come out unless it was absolutely necessary, and then left after disguising the entrance.

Afterwards, the boy obeyed his mother's instructions and hid in the cellar, listening to the noises outside, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

The sound came to his ears, and he knew what was happening outside.

Regret and pain were repeatedly intertwined in his heart.

He didn't dare to leave the cellar until there was no movement, four days later, and he couldn't stay any longer.

After finally standing up straight, the young man breathed heavily and looked at the scene in front of him.

The house is full of stumps and blood stains. Those who once spoke beside him alive are now piled up on the ground in an inhuman form.

He suppressed his fear and walked out of the house.

To leave here and go far away, he wants to live, live!

It's a pity that the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes.

The blade reflected the raindrops and appeared in front of him.

The bright blade was on his chest.

"Where are you going?"

A joking voice came from behind, which made him feel very familiar.

It was the voice that killed his mother, father, and many other people in the village.

He turned back slowly.

It was a slender man with disheveled hair, his body was dirty and bloody, but there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What kind of little mouse did I say? It turns out that it is the remnant of Lumei Villa. Haha, I came back to find some money to spend, but unexpectedly, I caught a fish that slipped through the net."

The blade ran along the boy's neck and limbs.

"Let me think about it, is it more convenient to just chop off your head and take it to receive the reward, or cut off half of your arms and legs first to prevent you from escaping, and then take you to receive the reward?

Hearing these words, the boy's eyes were full of despair.

The lanky man was just playing with the knife on him, seemingly enjoying the process.

Suddenly, the young man let out an angry roar, and threw himself on the slender man who was close at hand. He suddenly stretched out his hand, holding a sharp dagger in the palm of his hand!

Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce into the slender man's chest, he suddenly laughed grimly.

"Innocent!"

The man withdrew, returned the knife, and the speed was extremely fast, and he slashed at the dagger. When the blade touched the dagger, the boy's wrist felt as if struck by lightning. As if to show off his skills, the man slashed on the blade of the dagger, and the dagger was bounced away by him, flying far away.

He didn't want to kill the only surviving boy right away, but circled him like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Come on, let's play more."

The slender man scratched the boy's neck with a knife. The sharp blade cut the skin of the neck, and blood flowed down the knife.

"If you're so bad, let's play a game in which you run faster or my knife cuts your head faster, shall we?"

As soon as the knife was released, the boy ran away.

The ground receded rapidly under the boy's feet, and the uneven road made his body bump up and down.

However, no matter how fast he ran, a cold blade was always clinging to the back of his neck, and slightly cut into the flesh, making the tingling pain always accompany him.

How high is that slender man's martial arts, and how strong his ability to control weapons is!

Just when the young man was out of breath and unable to run any longer, he already felt that the wound on his back was getting more and more painful, and the knife seemed to be cutting his neck off.

A horrible grinning sound sounded from the back of his head.

"It looks like this game..."

The boy staggered and fell to the ground.

The voice whispered behind his back:

"you lose!"

do you died? do you died? The boy thought painfully in his heart. Father, mother, I have come to reunite with you.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky.

A silent and slender bolt of lightning.

No, that's not lightning!

It was a boundless rain curtain, reflecting an incomparably dazzling light in mid-air!

The place where the light shines is behind!

The boy turned around and looked at the place where the ray of light appeared.

The scene that caught his eyes at that time finally became a miracle that he could never forget in his life.

A gorgeous sword light flashed in the heavy rain, whether it was the slender man just now or the continuous rain curtain, they were cut in half by this sword light!

Is it a miracle, or a dream?

He still couldn't believe it, and stared at the place where it split, until the man split into two halves, flew out in two different directions, and fell to the ground.

Seeing the motionless wreckage on the ground, he finally believed that this was reality, not a dream.

The young man looked up and saw a girl in a bright yellow embroidered dress standing at the place where the sword light disappeared. On her skirt, there were embroidered red carps swimming lively and lifelike.

The girl held two swords. Although she was standing in the rain, her clothes never showed a trace of wetness.

Under the dark sky, she was as bright as the sun, emitting scorching light and heat, reflecting the young man's vision brightly.

The girl in the yellow skirt raised the sword to her eyes. The sword had just cut someone, but it was still smooth and bright, like a pool of autumn water, without any blood stains.

"Wow, you are a sword fairy! I decided to make you a beautiful girl of the sword fairy!" A lively voice came from not far away.

Running along with the sound was another woman holding a lotus-leaf umbrella.