There are several scattered camps in the tail peak of Chixia Mountain. Although there is a shortage of food, there is smoke everywhere here.

"Has the stew been done?" the man asked at the woman surrounding the pot.

"It's almost done, I'll bring it to you." The middle-aged woman looked at the broth in the pot carefully and swallowed her saliva back.

The man watched the thin woman bring soup out of the pot, and his hands holding the soup bowl were already as thin as a hair.

"You eat it first." The woman put down the soup.

The man didn't say anything, picked it up and took a sip, then put down the bowl and grabbed a piece of meat, and put it into his mouth. The woman just looked at him.

After a while, the broth was half gone.

The wife swallowed and picked up the chopsticks.

After drinking the broth, the meat was gone, only a pile of broken bones remained.

The bones were shattered by her husband with his palm force, but at this moment she could no longer tell which ones were skulls and which ones were coccyx.

The woman glanced at the man, touched her unfulfilled belly, and put the bowl on the side.

"Tomorrow, let's change Chao'er, too." said the husband.

The wife nodded and smashed her mouth, not knowing what she was thinking.

...

"What do you mean by your family? Cough cough cough." The old man's cough became severe again, and his whole body was shaking like a candle in the wind, with a look of grievance: "We are all good people, and it is absolutely impossible for us to do something like eating human flesh. I hope the head of the family will understand clearly!"

Tang Luo looked at the old man who was still performing for love, and the people with grievances on their faces, and chuckled softly: "Is that right?"

"Yes, the head of the family!" A man with no left arm hugged the child and said loudly: "Although no one in the mountains now takes advantage of the tricks, children often get lost. Even if they come to attend the rally, the young man dare not put the child in the cave and take it with him."

After saying that, the man kissed a child's dirty little face hard, as if to prove his love: "How could someone who feels sorry for the child like me go to eat the child? The head of the family is clear!!"

"Yes, our man is so fond of his big baby that he will have a heart. How could he eat the baby?" A middle-aged woman beside the man cried to Tang Luo and said, "The head of the family is clear."

Tang Luo looked at the man and the woman coldly and asked in a cold voice: "When did I say, are you eating children?"

It seemed like the coldness of the bones. The man and woman who were still crying just now froze, and the hand holding the child suddenly tightened, causing the child in her arms to scream loudly, but the man seemed to be stunned.

Tang Luo always thought that the saying that the heart was born from the heart should be a stupid thing, because he had seen many people with beautiful faces but extremely dirty things, and he also knew a few people with ugly appearance but kind hearts.

It is undoubtedly a fool to judge a person's moral standards by his appearance, but Tang Luo looked at the group of disabled old men in front of him and felt that God gave them such a look, which really complemented each other.

The man who just loved the child and wanted to rub it into his arms threw the child in his hand at Tang Luo and ran away like the wind. The thin woman also stepped on her long legs, as if the weakness and grief just now were all illusions.

The shadow of the dragon gently held the child to remove his strength. Two innate weapons passed through the man's head, and one pierced the woman's chest and abdomen. The two bodies didn't even sound, so they died in the distance, shocking the disabled old men and causing chaos.

Tang Luo sent the child held by Long Ying to Sun Jinfang with a blue face, turned around and continued to lightly say to everyone in front of him: "Now, I'll ask again, I have never eaten human flesh, come out and I'll take a look."

The old man who had just coughed and suffocated, stood up straight, threw away his crutch, and said to Tang Luo Han: "Don't the genius took two people's lives with just one slip of tongue. Isn't it too cruel to think it's cruel?"

"Brutal?" Tang Luo sneered and looked at the old man who no longer pretended to behave and said coldly: "I'm afraid it's not cruel enough. I should kill you all, because when I think about it, I feel disgusted!"

"Oh, the son of a daughter is the son of a daughter. He has never experienced anything but claims justice." The old man looked at Tang Luo and said with a grim smile: "These children are not kidnapped by us, but their parents abandoned them by us. I don't know about the pride of heaven like you. Every year, many children will die in the mountains and forests. I just asked these children to change their way of death, but saved more people. What's wrong?"

"After coming to Chixia Mountain, you refused to distribute food and let us die on your own. What can we do? We can only exchange children for food! We are warriors, how can we lose meat for a day? Do you think a little food will kill us? Yes, I am a sacrificial man, but after I eat people, I also put the bones together and buried them for sacrifice. And you, Tang Luo, threw more than a thousand people from Yue into the flood and drowned. Why don't you kill yourself in front of me first!"

Anyway, they are all dead, so what is the difference between eating into their stomachs and corpses and wilderness? They are all warriors. They have no meat for a few days and are weak all over, but where can I find meat for this flood?

How many people die at the hands of aristocratic families every year and how many people eat, the old man feels no pressure.

The old man who knew that he had no way to live had completely given up his disguise, and the group of disabled people led by him also burst out with extraordinary momentum.

"Struggle to death!" Tang Luo looked at the movements of the people in front of him and started the immortal battle body. The silver-gray giant five meters away appeared on the earth again.

The old man flowed his spiritual power all over his body, bulged his clothes, looked like he was fairy-like, and pointed at Tang Luo and said, "He is only one, everyone, come on!"

Amid the shocking shouts of killing, the disabled old men ran towards the giant, but the old man with fairy spirit soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he rose to more than ten feet high and flew northward.

Facing a group of warriors who did not even reach the peak of the Transcendence, Tang Luo's face did not change at all. Ninety million magical treasure light turned into a sip of innate weather arrow and spit it at the evil-headed old man.

The pillar of light that gathered in the five-colored rays destroyed the old man in mid-air, and the people on the ground had rushed to the front and began to attack the giant.

The shadow of the powerful dragon burst out with a bang, and in just one roll it exploded several people into flesh and blood. The giants gathered their hands together and turned into giant axes, and they just waved them at the people rushing closer. This was a scene of flesh and blood flying across the Asura scene.

In just a moment, Can Lao Lin's backbone became broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground and disappeared.

Tang Luo dispersed the Immortal War Body and looked at the bloody mud on the ground and silently. He did not regret killing these people, but he was suddenly thinking.

How many darkness hidden in this Chixia Mountain is that he doesn't know. He believes that it is not only the only place in the Qianlonglin of Taifeng.
Chapter completed!