There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

It is the taste of human blood, not pig blood, nor chicken blood, it is human blood.

He walked forward slowly, only to hear a lot of strange and low voices in the village, but all the familiar people disappeared.

"Ah!" A scream tore the false calm apart.

A middle-aged woman covered in blood, struggled to crawl out of the room half of her body. From the outline of the blood-colored human figure, Bai Yi could vaguely recognize that she was her neighbor.

Unfortunately, before she crawled out a few steps, she fainted in front of the door because of excessive blood loss. The blood on her body seemed to be slowly flowing towards a certain direction in the room.

"There is one here!" The man in black who was chasing the woman over, shouted involuntarily after seeing Bai.

"Isn't it all over to kill me? Is there an ordinary person you can't beat with a blood-printed knife?" A cursing voice came from the inner room.

It was a masked warrior who was big and thick, carrying a blood knife almost exactly the same.

"Thirteen, believe me, this is really different. Let the boss summon others over quickly. My blood-printed knife...it is trembling!"

"You're crazy. How could there be a bloodline man in such a remote mountain village that can make the blood-printed knife react?" the masked warrior retorted.

Although the masked man named Thirteen had some disbelief in his words, he still told others about this matter immediately, gathering his accomplices who were addicted to looting and blood.

Bai did not stop their gathering, nor did he rush in to save people, because he could no longer hear any familiar breathing sounds.

The powerful five senses far beyond ordinary people and the memory that never forgets every moment, he has long remembered the breathing characteristics of everyone in the village.

I came back too late and all the people in the village were killed.

"Boy, you've already found something wrong outside the village, why did you still come in?" The man in black in the head surrounded Bai Tuantuan under his command and asked in a condescending tone.

The knife in his hand was also trembling slightly, but he was forcibly controlled with his hands, and a large number of subordinates gave him a little hypocritical sense of security.

"What is a family? What is a bloodline?" He was holding the hare's white rabbit in his hand and asked the other party seriously.

"I'm asking you!" As he spoke, the man in the lead pointed out his left hand without holding the knife, and a red light rushed straight to Bai's body.

But he was like he could predict the future, and just moved his body and dodged the beam by a slight difference.

Unfortunately, the rabbit in his hand was not so lucky. The red beam hit its butt and burned a piece of hair and skin as big as a thumb, making it struggle desperately.

This light evoked some white thoughts.

"Why is there a beam of light?" He lifted the rabbit and let its burnt butt face the man in black. "Did you kill someone with this?"

The man in black in the head was stunned for a moment. He obviously did not expect the other party to react like this.

His own group of people slaughtered the entire village, but the boy, who was the only survivor, had a purely curious attitude and asked about his way of killing.

Is that naive or stupid?

The leader in black stared at the other party's face, but could not see the slightest hatred, fear, or sadness in it, as if the one who died just now was just a few bugs, not his relatives, neighbors, friends, and there were no enemies in front of him, just a few passers-by.

The cold blood, coldness and calmness made them, one of the guys who had more than two digits of life, feel a bit of bone-broken chill.

They are cruel and easy to kill, and can slaughter ordinary people without any psychological burden, but they will never be able to do so at the scene of their relatives and friends, and they will even act indifferent to their enemies.

It's really terrifying to be a person who doesn't care about anything.

"You seem to be curious?" The boy still had a expressionless face.

Without a man in black answering, the atmosphere became more and more depressing in silence.

The whiter the leader of the man in black felt more frightened, because those deep eyes seemed to be able to see everything hidden deep in his heart, and to spy on his secrets, which made him have a more and more thought that this child could not be kept.

"No matter what, he is just a savage who doesn't even know about the aristocratic family and bloodlines. He must have become like this with just a little talent."

"Damn it, why don't I have such a talent? If I had such a little talent, I wouldn't have..." The leader was jealous and hated, and couldn't help but have all kinds of distracting thoughts.

"Don't worry about any aristocratic family, kill him!!!" He lowered his head, tried not to look at Bai's eyes, and then issued a loud order to his subordinates.

He guessed that the boy in front of him should be the bloodline of a superior family who was wandering outside, so he had a little hesitation whether to help the other party return to the family.

But after seeing those strange eyes without any emotion, the leader of the man in black completely rejected the idea. It was so terrible that he would kill all of them.

"Kill!!!" Everyone who received the order rushed forward and tried to get into the crowd, numb themselves with the herd effect, and cover up the uneasiness deep in their hearts.

"Your knife is scared?"

The closer they got to Bai, the more the blood-printed knife on their hands trembled. The few people recently couldn't even hold it tightly.

The frequency and amplitude of the shaking of the knife handle are too large. As long as you relax a little, the knife will likely fly out of your hand and no longer be under their control.

"Who am I?" Bai's thoughts jumped to the question he thought most often, as if the enemies in front of him were air.

"Die!" A man in black carrying a blood-printed knife roared and slashed at the white surrounded by all sides.

However, it was cut in vain.

Bai moved outside the encirclement without warning.

"I always feel that I can kill all of you in an instant, but now I don't know why I forgot the way to kill. Can you remind me?"

"You!" If you hadn't read a few books, these men in black would have said, "How dare you?"

...

"The real me in my body seems to be about to wake up."

Some unknown information began to appear in Bai's memory. He instinctively followed this information, teleporting among the crowd, avoiding the ubiquitous blade.

"What kind of monster did we encounter?... Could it be that the old man pretended to be young and immortal in the bloodline."

Although the blood-printed knife can enhance the user's combat qualities in all aspects, it has time limits. Moreover, facing such guys who can teleport infinitely, they really don't have the confidence to last for how long.
Chapter completed!