Ning Xue instantly had a premonition that something was not going to happen, and was about to rush back with all his strength.
"Whoosh!"
A crackling sound came from the side.
Ning Xue turned his head, and a Kunai flew past his ear and was nailed to the tree trunk behind him, its tail still trembling slightly.
Immediately afterwards, two more Kunais were fired, one on the left and one on the right, blocking his retreat.
The position is not fatal, it seems to be just to force him to stop.
Ning Xue did not dodge or look back.
A thin layer of Ice Armor condensed on his calf out of thin air, making a crisp sound.
"Ding, ding".
Kunai hit Ice Armor, bounced off, and fell to the ground.
In the darkness, several figures jumped out from the weeds and surrounded him.
seven people.
Wearing messy clothes, a simple mask on his face, and holding a Kunai or short knife in his hand.
The leader was a tall and thin man, who was looking at Ning Xue with squinted eyes. His eyes stayed on the Ice Armor in his hand for a moment, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"Ice Release?"
His voice was hoarse, with a hint of surprise.
"Unexpected material."
He paused and waved his hand.
"As before, the three of you will stay with me. The rest will go to the village."
"Yes."
The other four people turned around and were about to leave.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Several Ice Needles were shot out instantly, without giving the other party a chance to react, and accurately penetrated the acupoints of several people.
The bodies that made them move fell limp to the ground in an instant.
The tall and thin man in the lead shrank his pupils suddenly and instinctively swung his knife to block.
"Qiang!"
Ice Needle collided with the dagger, causing sparks to fly.
The man was so shocked that his jaw went numb and he almost dropped the dagger in his hand.
He raised his head and looked at the cold mask in front of him, with a trace of fear finally appearing in his eyes.
"You--!"
But before he could finish his words, the figure flashed in front of him like a ghost, and a hand touched his neck.
With a "bang" sound, the man instantly fell into a baby-like sleep.
After finishing all this, Ning Xue took back his knife and ran towards the town without stopping at all.
small town.
When Ning Xue rushed back, the streets were already in a mess.
The corpses of several old people were lying in the middle of the road, which was particularly eye-catching.
Some of them had their chests pierced by Kunai, some had their throats cut with short knives, and some had their skulls smashed.
Perhaps he was killed for resisting.
Perhaps he was killed deliberately.
In short, those wandering ninjas had no intention of staying alive.
Ning Xue paused in his footsteps and glanced at the corpses.
Then, he saw a person.
Innkeeper.
The skinny old man was lying on his back on the ground behind the counter. His cloudy eyes were wide open, looking at the ceiling, and he no longer had any breath.
There was a short knife stuck in his chest.
Ning Xue stood there, looking at that wrinkled face and those unbending eyes, and was silent for a long time.
A few hours ago, the old man was leaning on the door frame and said to him.
"No matter how dilapidated or dangerous this place is, it is still our home."
Now, he is dead.
Die in your own home.
Ning Xue withdrew his gaze and continued walking deeper into the street.
Cries and screams came from all directions.
Those wandering ninjas were going from house to house, dragging young people out of their houses and snatching young children from their mothers' arms.
Anyone who resists will be killed.
Ning Xue walked through an alley and saw two wandering ninjas dragging a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old out.
The boy's mother knelt on the ground, hugging his legs tightly, crying and begging.
"Please... let my son go... please..."
A wandering ninja impatiently kicked her in the face. The woman fell to the ground, her nose bleeding, but she still refused to let go.
"Old guy, you're looking for death!"
The wandering ninja raised the Kunai in his hand and was about to stab it.
The next second, his body froze.
A Ice Cone penetrated the back of his head and emerged from between his eyebrows.
His eyes widened instinctively, his body swayed, and he collapsed to the ground.
Before the other wandering ninja could react, a hand had already grabbed his throat.
"Click."
The man fell softly.
The young man collapsed on the ground, trembling all over, looking at the white-haired man wearing a mask in front of him, his lips trembling, but he couldn't say a word.
The mother got up from the ground, rushed to her son, hugged him tightly, and cried heartbreakingly.
Ning Xue didn't look at them and continued walking forward.
At the end of the street, a familiar figure was being carried on the shoulders of two wandering ninjas, struggling desperately.
It's the boy who stole his wallet.
At this moment, he was being carried upside down, his fists raining down on the wandering ninja's back, and he was cursing.
"Let me go! You bastards! Let me go!"
The wandering ninja next to him was upset by his noise and slapped him in the face.
"Shut up!"
The boy's face was beaten to one side, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, but he did not cry, he just stared at the other person with his cruel eyes.
"I remember you! When I grow up, I will definitely kill you!"
"Oh, do you still have a chance to grow up?"
The wandering ninja sneered and raised his hand to hit again.
But this time, his hand did not fall.
A Ice Cone penetrated his palm.
"Ah--!!"
He screamed and let go of his hand. The boy fell off his shoulders and rolled twice on the ground. When he got up, he saw the white-haired figure standing not far away.
"You..."
The boy was stunned.
Ning Xue glanced at him and said nothing. He just raised his hand and shot two Ice Cone, killing the wandering ninja.
The boy stood there, looking at the two twitching corpses on the ground, then at Ning Xue, and opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
"Go hide somewhere safe."
After saying that, he turned around and continued walking forward.
The boy looked at his back, gritted his teeth, and did not follow him. Instead, he turned around and ran into the alley next to him.
The streets are deeper.
Ning Xue saw a few familiar faces again.
The boy who was digging for food by the trash can, the girl who was protecting his younger siblings, and the little girl who was tugging on his clothes and carefully asking, "Just one candy will do."
At this moment, they were surrounded by a group of wandering ninjas, shivering.
The older girl opened her arms and stood in front of her younger siblings. Her eyes were full of fear, but she didn't take a step back.
"Please... don't catch them... they are still young..."
"Small?"
A wandering ninja sneered and reached out to grab the youngest boy.
"The smaller the better, it will last for a few years."
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill.
At some point, a cold hand rested on his shoulder.