Chapter 389: Genocide
The disciples of the Su family were beaten to the point of dying.
Jiang Lin carried his sister on his back and lit a fire with red eyes: "Burn, burn them all!" The Su family imprisoned them, and this was the source of their fear.
"This source of all evil should not exist in the world!"
The boys and girls held torches in their hands, and the flames shot up into the sky. Everyone in the Su family cried and howled in the fire.
"Princess Zhaoyang, we know our mistake."
"Princess Zhaoyang, you are of southern blood and have awakened the power of the gods. We are of the same blood..."
"Princess Zhaoyang, as long as you rescue us, we will obey you and serve you as our master!"
"Weigh the pros and cons. The people behind you are not related to you and will not be of any help to you. But we are different. I can help you seize the throne and seize the country!" The Su family courtyard was filled with blood. , at this moment the fire roared in and surrounded them heavily.
The young girls severely injured them in anger, and now they are lying in a pool of blood, begging softly.
Hair on the temples was soaked, his body was shivering and shivering, trying to arouse Lu Chaochao's pity.
Jiang Lin and others looked at Lu Chaochao nervously.
Xie Yuzhou yawned: "To advise a three-and-a-half-year-old child to weigh the pros and cons, you might as well get two chicken legs."
Lu Chaochao took back his sword and crossed his hands coolly: "Lock the door."
"Yeah! Long live Princess Zhaoyang!" The young boys rushed up like crazy and locked the door, locking it to death.
The blazing flames burned, lighting up almost the entire Nandu City.
The miserable, terrifying and frightening screams could be heard from the courtyard of the Su family, almost reaching several streets.
The sound of scratching at the door is frightening.
From a distance, some people were watching and were stunned when they saw a group of children standing in front of the Su family's door.
A woman boldly stepped forward and pulled the skinny boy in the corner.
As soon as the boy turned his head, the woman slapped her thigh, shouted and ran back.
"Mother Yuan'er, Mother Yuan'er, we've found it! We've found it! Your Yuan'er has been found!" The woman shouted as she ran, but within half the time of burning the incense, she panted and pulled a man with a dull expression on his face and his arms and legs. Here comes the godless woman.
"It's really far away, go and have a look!" The woman was so tired that she couldn't breathe.
The woman with hair as messy as a chicken coop and dull eyes grinned: "Hey, hey, they're dead, they're all dead... Yuan'er was lost, my husband was beaten to death on the way to find him, and my parents-in-law committed suicide by drowning in the river... They're all dead, Die..."
"It's good to die, it's good to die, no worries..." The woman grinned crazily.
The little boy in the corner looked at her blankly.
Looking at her grabbing the ends of her hair and playing with it, her face was covered with mud.
Jiang Lin pushed him: "Zhou Yuan, is this your... mother?" Zhou Yuan is ten years old this year. His father is a carpenter and his mother is an embroiderer. Although they live a poor life, they live a happy and harmonious life.
On the Lantern Festival at the beginning of the year, his mother took him out to enjoy the lanterns.
As a result, when there was a crowd, someone covered his mouth, knocked him unconscious and took him away.
The mother chased after her, but was blocked by the swarming crowd.
When he woke up, he was already locked in the secret room of the Su family.
The young boy missed his parents at home and ran away several times. His legs were also broken by the Su family. Now his legs and feet are slightly lame.
He took a few steps forward, and as he walked, he ran towards his mother.
Under the firelight, the little boy ran towards his mother.
The crazy woman heard the tentative words: "Mother..."
The smile on his lips suddenly fell.
"Mother…mother…" The little boy cried so hard that he was out of breath.
"Mom, I'm in the secret room of the Su family. Three streets away from my mother..."
"Mom, the Su family abducted countless children to practice evil arts, and countless children were drained of their blood and died. My son thought that he would never see his mother again..." He raised his head and cried loudly, and his mother no longer remembered him. ?
The messy woman looked at him blankly, and suddenly reached out to touch his face with a trembling hand. He stretched out his hand, feeling dirty again, and wiped it on his clothes hurriedly.
After wiping his hands until the skin was raw, he carefully held his son's face.
"Yuan'er...is it Yuan'er? Is it really Yuan'er?" Her voice trembled, her whole body trembled, and with a pop she knelt down beside her son softly.
"Yuan'er, you are really Yuan'er!"
"It's all my fault. It's all my fault that I didn't take good care of you and let the thieves **** you away! I can't forgive you, my husband, my father and my mother. I can't keep this family together. It's all my fault..." The word "woman" The word weeps with blood, and the family is broken and people are dead.
"My Yuan son, my mother's son!" She hugged Zhou Yuan and cried wildly.
"Mr. father, mother, we have found my son far away..." The woman was heartbroken. She found her son, but her family was gone.
The family was destroyed, everything was lost.
Jiang Lin secretly wiped away tears: "I don't know how many tragedies the Su family has caused."
Xie Yuzhou cried in distress: "These beasts, no wonder countless bones were dug out under the ancestral hall..."
From time to time there was a cry from the crowd, and some people found their children one after another.
"The Su family was practicing sorcery and they killed many children. The secret room was filled with bones…"
The children who came out cried to their parents.
The number of children lost in Nandu is only a small part.
Most of them come from remote areas, and it is unknown how many people have been harmed.
"They deserve it, they deserve it! Burn them to death!"
"Burn them!"
"Deserve it!"
The crowd became excited and the people began to curse. The people who came to put out the fire overturned the buckets and hid them in the corner.
Da da da…
In the distance, the faint sound of horse hooves could be heard, uniformly, and everyone's expressions changed with shock.
"It's the army!"
"Someone has been sent from the palace!" The Divine Attendant has the supreme status in the Southern Kingdom. Now everyone is watching the Su family being burned and hearing the screams in the courtyard getting weaker and weaker. They are not afraid.
"Surround up! No one can leave even half a step away!" Nan Mubai was riding a horse. He had just returned to the palace when he saw a fire coming from the direction of the Su family.
The eldest princess personally ordered him to lead the troops and come to the Su family to find out the reason.
His eyes fell on Lu Chaochao, his eyes full of fear.
"Hurry up and put out the fire!" Nan Mubai felt a **** in his heart when he saw the door was locked.
"Where is my great-grandfather? Where are the Su family members?" Nan Mubai hurriedly jumped off his horse, swung his sword, and smashed the lock open.
As soon as he opened the door, his pupils trembled and he took a step back.
The scene in front of me was like a purgatory.
The door was covered with **** handprints, and countless people fell at the door, their bodies burning with fire. The ground is full of human-shaped flames…
"Who locked the door? Why didn't you open the door?! Who is it!" Nan Mubai's eyes almost turned red.
This is the royal grandmother's natal family, the mother's support!
Just thinking about it made his scalp numb and his whole body felt cold.
"Where is my great-grandfather?" he asked tremblingly.
"Mr. Su abducted boys and girls and used human beings to practice magic. He was punished by the Xuanyu Demon God and turned into a human pig. Well..." Lu Chaochao pursed his lips towards the corner. Xuanyu probably even wanted to let him see the misery of the Su family. A trace of spiritual power was left to prevent him from dying miserably.
Still leaving him a pair of eyes.