The farmers were clearly relieved to be lured to their own territory.

Lacking food and clothing, and with their strength diminished, they were genuinely afraid of the big dog beside the little boy.

The big dog was all muscle and incredibly powerful; if you were bitten a few times by its mouth, your life would be in danger.

Farmers can smell the aroma of dog meat. After eating dog meat, they can eat tender baby food... The taste is amazing! The villagers can't wait.

One of them said, "Once we kill you, you'll know what that is."

Xiao Hao felt nauseous. He had been tricked into a village where people ate each other. The people on the cart must have been brought there to be eaten.

"On this snowy night, those two will stay behind. The rest of you, bite them to death."

With an excitement that seemed to be released from its restraints, it pushed off with its hind legs and pounced into the crowd.

The villagers didn't take Xiao Hao seriously; they were all on guard against Xue Ye. When Xue Ye rushed over, they all raised their farm tools and started hitting him.

Just as someone's shovel was about to hit Xue Ye, Xiao Hao threw a dart at the person, and with a cry of "Ah!", the shovel fell to the ground.

The snowflakes leaped and tore through the crowd, but even with so many people, they didn't bother with anything, taking whatever bite they could get.

Xiao Hao was throwing darts on the side, clearing obstacles for Xue Ye.

The man and the dog worked together seamlessly, entangled for a long time, and the villagers were helpless against Xueye, resulting in several people being injured.

The farmers who had tricked Xiao Hao into coming rushed at him.

"Good!" Xiao Hao leaped into the air, kicked one person in the nose, grabbed that person's shoulder, and used the momentum to climb onto another person's neck.

The man couldn't withstand the weight and fell down. Xiao Hao patted him on the shoulder twice and then jumped down.

The man who was kicked in the nose saw blood everywhere and was furious. He tried to grab Xiao Hao, but Xiao Hao pulled him away and suddenly produced a mountain-splitting axe, which he then chopped down hard.

Ah... that person watched helplessly as his forearm separated from him.

Blood splattered all over Xiao Hao's face. With a bloodthirsty smile on his face, Xiao Hao threw the severed arm into the boiling pot.

A farmer's wife, shocked and enraged by her husband's severed arm, threw an axe at Xiao Hao.

Xiao Hao dodged, ran two quick steps, jumped up, and kicked the peasant woman hard in the temple, knocking her unconscious.

While displaying his divine power in the snowy night, he was hit several times, drawing blood, which pained Xiao Hao greatly and made him fierce in his heart.

A boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old, with red eyes, raised a wooden stick and struck Xiao Hao, shouting as he did so:

"You little brat, I'll beat you to death, beat you to death..."

With one of his parents' arms severed and the other's fate unknown, the boy was filled with fear and a burning desire to kill Xiao Hao immediately.

As Xiao Hao crouched down to approach the boy, he swung his axe at the boy's calf.

He has undergone rigorous training for many years, and his body has been conditioned by the water from the spatial well, making him much stronger than ordinary people.

With a crack, the boy's leg bone broke, and he cried out as he fell to the ground.

With his son injured, the one-armed farmer disregarded everything else and lunged at Xiao Hao with a fierce expression.

With one arm missing, he lost his balance and was easily dodged by Xiao Hao, who then chopped off his other arm and casually threw it into the pot.

Having lost both arms, the farmer fell heavily to the ground, attempting to get up several times, but each time he failed.

Seeing that things were not going well, the farmer, whose arms had been dislocated by Xiao Hao, tried to run away, but Xiao Hao threw out his axe, which struck him right in the waist.

The farmer lost feeling in his lower body, but his body was still running forward when he crashed heavily to the ground with a thud.

Most of the villagers were killed in the snowy night. The few remaining were frightened by the ferocity of the man and dog and turned to flee.

Where are you going!

On a snowy night, the hunters would strategically chase after the villagers who had run the furthest away, biting their legs first, then catching them off guard and biting their throats.

It was decisive and efficient, without any unnecessary movements.

Surrounded by a man and a dog, the villagers who were just preparing to cook their child and stew the dog were either killed or maimed.

A four- or five-year-old boy suddenly appeared out of nowhere, shouting, "Daddy, Daddy, is there dog meat to eat? I want to eat dog meat."

Before even getting close to the courtyard, she was terrified by the bloodshed before her. She stood there, burst into tears, and was at a loss for what to do.

The farmer, who had been slashed in the waist, cried out in alarm, "Youngest son, run! Run! Go find your mother!"

The little boy was so scared he couldn't even walk; he couldn't possibly run away.

Xiao Hao grabbed the boy by the collar and threw him next to the big pot.

The farmer was so anxious that tears streamed down his face. He had two daughters before, and his wife had finally gotten pregnant, but then the end of the world came.

The villagers relied on grain for survival, and the first two years of the apocalypse were not too difficult; the birth of the child did not cause much suffering.

These past two years have been terrible. Food is becoming increasingly scarce, to the point where we're running out of food. We've been driven to desperation, and now we're even targeting the dead.

I ran into Xiao Hao and Xue Ye in the mountains today. I thought I could have a good meal and let my family eat their fill.

Who would have thought that this would bring a ruthless little devil to the village, and the farmers were filled with regret.

Xiao Hao first treated Xue Ye's wounds, which included several large and small injuries.

As if oblivious to pain, the dog wagged its tail excitedly incessantly in the snowy night, its face covered in smears that seemed to say, "I'm awesome, aren't I? I killed all those dogs."

Xiao Hao, with red eyes, patted the dog's head and said, "My Xueye is the best."

On this snowy night, I proudly tilt my head back, thinking, "Of course, I'm the best!"

There was a large water vat in the yard. Xiao Hao first cleaned the bloodstains off Xue Ye's body, then applied anti-inflammatory solution, sutured her with catgut, and sprayed her with wound healing spray, treating each step one by one.

He stuffed half a bag of dog food into the dog's mouth, gave it some water, and only after seeing that Xue Ye was alright did he look up at the pile of dead and living people in the yard.

The inside of the courtyard was even more terrifying than the outside. The little boy was so frightened that he wet himself and cried, reaching out to his father for a hug, but his father was too weak to do so.

Xiao Hao was unaware of how powerful his aura was. Of the four and a half people in the courtyard, only the little boy cried innocently. The others endured the pain and fear, not daring to make a sound.

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