"No!!!!"
Under his desperate gaze, the mist demon swarmed up and tore him to pieces.
It turns out that in the face of death, these inhuman dregs also know to be afraid.
The others were scared to death, tears and snot mixed together, no matter how much they begged, the death knell still sounded accurately.
Su Mu looked indifferently at the cleaning that took place below, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
Did these inhuman scum ever listen to the pleas of innocent people when they committed violence? Not only did they not, but they doubled their sadism for fun.
When the order of justice is no longer effective, then to deal with these dregs, using violence to control violence is the best choice.
An Zaisheng, the most powerful of these scum, was blown up by other fog monsters after his aura was exhausted, turning into a bewitching blood mist.
With a thought in Su Mu's mind, the thick sea of fog that covered the sky and the sun dissipated, and all the fog demon swallows returned to Su Mu's body.
The sky in this old city is clear.
Su Mu's eyelids were slightly closed, sorting out the messy memories brought back by the fog demon.
With his current strength, sorting out the memories of hundreds of people is just a matter of breathing.
After sorting out all the memories, Su Mu sighed softly.
In those messy memories, he saw that Li Laobald, who was eloquent and eager to love his son, turned into a cold corpse, and there was a child with no immature face lying in the carriage, his glasses fell aside, cracked all over.
These are the ordinary people in the turmoil, who can only pray helplessly in the face of the scum of the riot.
If one day his strength is not enough to drive out other thugs, what is the difference between the fate that awaits him and what is happening now.
You Ying stretched out her pink red tongue to gently lick Su Mu's fingers, and his indifferent cheeks were clearly reflected in his icy blue eyes.
"Let's go, enough people have died here, we can't let this riot continue."
Su Mu looked into the distance, and he saw Ling Xiu fighting fiercely with the beast horde under the western wall in the distance.
Each of them is very brave, but their number is too small compared to their boundless beast horde, and these spirits defending the city are retreating steadily under the impact of the beast horde.
Once the spiritual cultivators on the front line die, it will only take a few minutes to arrive here at the speed of the beast horde. At that time, all the survivors in the old city will die in the mouth of the beasts, and then the beast horde will sweep the entire county, and their bones will be thousands of miles away.
"This scene must not just happen under my nose like this, at least, I was once a human being!"
"Zhongli, you and Youying go to the west wall to help the Lingxiu defend the city there."
"Tree God, what about you?"
A sneer twitched at the corner of Su Mu's mouth: "I'll go and meet some mice that only dare to hide in the gutter."
"Please don't worry, the tree god. Zhongli pledges his own life that he will stick to the western wall and never retreat a single step! If he retreats half a step, Zhongli is willing to come and see him!"
"Let me help you." With Su Mu's eyes, Youying understood instantly, and immediately shrank into a ball, holding Zhongli's clothes firmly with his sharp claws.
Su Mu threw two tubes of life spirit liquid to Zhongli, then grabbed the spiritual power rope and threw it in the right direction, Zhongli turned into a star and disappeared into the sky.
"Liuli, the next battle is very dangerous, you should stay here in the old city."
Liuli is just an ordinary person, the battle that will happen next is too dangerous, even if it is far away, it is not safe, if it is swept away by the aftermath, there will be no bones left.
It's better to let her stay here.
