There was a naked desire in those people's obsessed eyes, a desire to possess her as their own.
When Jun Wushang saw the dirty looks in those people's eyes, his dark black eyes narrowed dangerously.
Bei Yutang looked at the people in front of him and said word by word: "I want them to die!"
Jun Wushang didn't react much when he heard her words.
However, when the villagers heard her words, they all came to their senses and thought she was just telling a huge joke.
Someone looked at the two with contempt, "You think you can kill us with just this man next to you? Haha, you're just daydreaming."
Someone with a bad temper said, "Don't waste time talking to them. Kill this man. This woman will belong to our village."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the men in the village became excited.
Suddenly, many people felt something splashing on their faces. When they touched their faces and saw the bright red blood on their hands, they were shocked.
The person who was talking just now had his head separated from his body.
With a "thud", his body fell to the ground and his head rolled to the feet of the village chief.
Jun Wushang picked up Bei Yutang and placed her on the rooftop to keep her away from danger. Jun Wushang stood there, looking at them coldly.
The village chief was a little frightened by his fierce gaze, but he still shouted, "Let's go together and kill him to avenge Erbai."
At the command of the village chief, all the people in the village rushed forward together, and countless swords, sticks went towards Jun Wushang. However, his figure was like a ghost, and they could not get close to him at all, let alone attack.
Wherever he went, blood splattered everywhere, and many people didn't even know how they died.
As bodies fell one after another, they found that there were fewer and fewer people around them.
They finally realized that they had encountered the God of Death.
Some people wanted to escape, but it was too late.
The person who ran the farthest felt a strong wind coming from behind him. The next second, he saw a knife piercing his chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.
There were only three people left on the field. They looked at each other and ran away separately, but the faster they ran, the faster they died.
When Bei Yutang regained control of his body and consciousness, he saw corpses all over the ground.
A man fled in panic. Jun Wushang's figure passed by him like a ghost. The man froze and felt a pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw a bloody hole in his chest.
But there was something extra in Jun Wushang's hand, a red heart. He held it in his palm, and the heart was still beating slightly.
The man looked at the thing in his hand in astonishment, which originally belonged to him.
I saw his slender five fingers gather together little by little, and then I heard a "puff" sound, and blood and flesh splattered.
"A heart without conscience is useless." Jun Wushang said coldly.
The man fell straight down, his eyes wide open before he died, and the fear before his death still remained in his eyes.
When Bei Yutang woke up, he saw this scene.
Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, and the man standing in the pool of blood, there was no fear, no disgust, only his majestic figure, and only the generous and warm support he offered.
Jun Wushang turned his head and their eyes met in the air.
Bei Yutang smiled at him. In the golden sunlight of the morning, her smile was so beautiful, so breathtakingly beautiful.
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