The Li Family camp troops were divided into four groups, and they went towards the four Lineage clans with murderous intent.
White Wave Valley ago.
Li Xinge waved his hand, and behind him, monk Li Family began to attack White Wave Valley.
Since Song Family's elite monks have been taken by Song Zhong to attack Green Maple Valley, those left behind at Lineage are all old, weak, sick and disabled.
Facing the Li Family elite with high morale, they had no power to fight back. In less than half an hour, the Li Family people broke through the defense line, rushed into the valley, and massacred wantonly.
For a time, wailing and screaming could be heard endlessly.
White Wave Valley turned into a hell on earth.
Li Xinge put his hands on his back, stepped over the corpses one after another, and entered the valley.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
"Phew."
A sound broke through the air, and an arrow emitting cold light shot toward Li Xinge's back at lightning speed.
Li Xinge slowly raised his hand and caught the incoming arrow with his two fingers without changing his expression.
Behind him, four Li Family monks saw someone attacking and killing the family leader. They were all frightened and angry, and searched in the direction where the arrows came from.
After a while, a woman hiding in the darkness was caught by four people and dragged in front of Li Xinge.
"Kneel down!"
Li Family monk scolded angrily.
"Bandit Li, if you want to kill, kill, if you want to chop, then chop!"
The woman sarcastically said, her voice as cold as a silver bell.
The Li Family monk behind her would not coddle her and kicked her in the leg. The woman was in pain and knelt down with a "pop", but she still resisted fiercely.
Li Xinge pinched her chin hard, and the moment she raised her head, I have to say, Li Xinge was shocked.
I saw that this woman was extremely beautiful, with a face like a peach petal, a color like a spring flower, a skin like gelatin, and a slim figure. Especially the aura of a noble lady from a well-known family was fascinating.
"Husband... no, my beauty, would you like to share the table and sleep with me tonight?"
By some strange coincidence, Li Xinge said this.
The woman was stunned for a moment, and then her fair face turned red with anger.
She said in a mocking tone, "I originally thought that the dignified head of the Green Maple Li Clan family was an unparalleled young genius, but when I saw him today, he was just an ordinary man who was interested in lust! You want me, Song Jiao'er, to serve you, in a dream!"
After saying that, Song Jiao'er tilted his head to the side, making a gesture of bending his neck to be killed.
"Song Jiao'er?"
Li Xinge was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered who Song Jiao'er was, the granddaughter of the Song Family's head Song Tianbo. No wonder she had a noble air.
Being rejected by Song Jiao'er, Li Xinge was not annoyed, but clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I like your unruly look. I, Li Xinge, never force others, especially women. In this case... Come on!"
Li Xinge waved.
"Master!" Behind him, two Li Family monks bowed and clasped their fists.
"Go and bring me the remaining Song Family remnants."
Li Xinge ordered calmly.
"Yes!"
After a while, the two brought dozens of the Song Family old, weak, women and children.
"Look, these are all your tribesmen, and there are probably many people close to you among them."
Li Xinge said with a smile.
Song Jiao'er's expression changed. "What do you want to do?"
Li Xinge: "Didn't you already guess it?"
"Bandit Li, you must die a happy death!"
Song Jiao'er opened his eyes wide and cursed at Li Xinge!
"You cursed me seven times."
Song Jiao'er was confused, but then she understood. She saw seven Song Family clansmen being dragged out crying. Steel Saber fell down, blood spurted out, and the crying stopped abruptly.
Song Jiao'er was stunned by the scene in front of her. She reacted and subconsciously wanted to scold Li Xinge.
But he immediately thought of the terrible consequences and swallowed back the words he was about to say.
She gritted her silver teeth and said in a trembling voice, "How on earth are you going to let them go?"
Li Xinge sneered, and five more people were pulled out. Among them, there was a little girl about six or seven years old, wearing a luxurious skirt.
When the little girl saw the woman in the distance, she desperately tried to break free, and cried in a childish voice, "Sister, save me, they are all bad people, they killed their father and mother, wuwuwuwuwu..."
Seeing the little girl, Song Jiao'er's pupils shrank sharply.
"She is your sister? Yes, the little girl looks like you, very cute."
Li Xinge smiled and praised.
However, Li Xinge's spring-like smile looked like a devil's smile to Song Jiao'er.
Behind him, monk Li Family raised his sword again.
"No!" Song Jiao'er's mentality finally collapsed. She burst into tears and begged Li Xinge crazily, "Don't kill her. I beg you. I agreed. I will do whatever you want..."
Li Xinge shook his head. "But I don't like forcing others."
Song Jiao'er hugged Li Xinge's legs and shook his head desperately. "You didn't force me, it was all of my own free will, as long as you let her go."
Li Xinge laughed.
He raised his hand, and the knives raised by everyone behind him were lowered again.
"Don't let me down."
After saying that, a princess took this beauty into her arms and walked towards the room.
Behind him, several Li Family monks followed. He smiled, closed the door, and stood guard on both sides.
In the room, the garden is full of spring, and the girl is crying.
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Half an hour later, the shower began to subside.
Song Jiao'er leaned in Li Xinge's arms, with a peach-like face. "Li Lang, you just promised me that you would marry me, right?"
"Of course."
Li Xinge answered without hesitation.
"Then you will let my sister and my people go, right?"
"Of course, seeing as how hard you work, I will reunite you with them later."
Li Xinge stroked her long, silky hair, her eyes filled with adoration.
Song Jiao'er After listening, a flower-like smile appeared on his face, but the moment he lowered his head, it turned into deep-seated resentment.
Under the service of Song Jiao'er, Li Xinge put on his clothes and walked out of the room refreshed.
"Master of the house."
"Give her some decency."
Li Xinge said with an indifferent expression.
The two hesitated for a moment, but looking at the owner's increasingly cold face, they couldn't help but shudder.
"Yes."
The two Li Family monks looked at each other and walked into the room with three feet of white silk. Song Jiao'er's disbelieving curses came from the room.
"Li Xinge, you liar, you have to die! Even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go."
Li Xinge coughed lightly and whispered, "You would believe it if a man was in bed."
"But what does this ghost feel like?"
Li Xinge, who has been a man for two generations, pinched his chin, a little curious, and he had a little expectation.
In the room...
The scolding became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.
"Master, we've taken care of it. Not a single one escaped. Even the earthworms crawling outside were chopped up by us."
A Li Family steward came to reply Fate Dao.
Li Xinge nodded with satisfaction at his family's seriousness and responsibility in their work.
After wiping out Song Family's century-old savings.
A fire burned White Wave Valley to the ground.