Dear Commander-in-Chief

The small village was terrifyingly quiet.

Gu Qiqi felt that something was wrong the moment she saw it!

Sure enough, she had only taken a few steps into the village when a strong smell of blood assaulted her face!

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. Finally, their gazes converged on Gong Jue and Wu Er as they anxiously sought the opinions of their bosses.

At that moment, the emotions in Gong Jue’s eyes were even more solemn than the others.

That was because this bloody scene that was hidden in a commoner’s village might not have been experienced by others personally, but he had actually experienced it!

The past events from more than ten years ago suddenly welled up in his heart. The shadow of his childhood that Count Hef had brought to him that he could not get rid of had also followed him like a shadow, like maggots that had latched onto his bones.

However, Gong Jue was, after all, Gong Jue. Although he could not get rid of this dark and negative emotion, he was still able to control it well with his powerful willpower, he spoke calmly and calmly, “This is the only way to the deep mountains of the northern mountain range. We can only pass through this village!”

Wu Er was completely convinced of his decision. He waved his hand and said, “Do as the fourth Master tells you. Let’s Go! It’s just a small village. How can there be ghosts biting people? Wait, protect that little girl in the middle.”

At least the Idiot Little Witch Doctor had a conscience!

Gu Qiqi glanced at Wu er indifferently.

She looked at Gong Jue again. The man was still using a thick hood to cover his head and face. He did not show much attention to her, but his pace had already slowed down without a change in his expression, the distance between his body and hers was gradually closing with the naked eye. He stood silently by her side to protect her.

Gu Qiqi pursed her lips. Gong Jue’s vile character had been stabbed in her heart countless times.

Dead Tsundere!

Dead Tsundere, would it kill you to confess? Would It!

Unfortunately, Gong Jue could not hear the ridicule in her heart. Otherwise, cracks would definitely appear awkwardly on the man’s weathered and cold face..

Everyone braved the strong smell of blood as they approached the village.

When they approached the first house, they were all stunned!

They saw a middle-aged man lying on the broken wooden steps in front of the house. His body was covered in blood and there was a long wound on his stomach. His eyeballs were popping out.

Obviously, he had been dead for a long time.

But before he died, he was very unwilling to die in peace.

Everyone sighed endlessly. They did not know who this middle-aged man had offended to be able to die so tragically in such a remote and secluded village.

Is this where the smell of blood comes from?

And yet...

Keep moving.

In front of the next house, two elderly couples were standing side by side.

Face up, the sharp edge of the knife from the forehead to the chin, can be said to be directly cut the face.

A head full of white hair, was dyed red blood!

The hearts of all shocked!

If the middle-aged man in front was killed for revenge.

What kind of people had this pair of elderly people offended to the point that they couldn’t live for long at their age, yet they were killed so cruelly?

Everyone’s footsteps became heavier.

As they walked on, there were only a few dozen families in this small village. However, corpses littered the streets in front of each and every one of them. The shapes of the corpses and the methods of death were all strange, but all of them were the same. They were all extremely cruel and brutal.

No wonder the entire village was filled with the thick smell of blood.

It wasn’t until everyone arrived at the last villager’s house.

All the cruel scenes from before had once again broken the bottom line! ! !

Even Gong Jue, who was as calm as a palace guard, had his expression become even colder under the hood --