Chapter 813: Hell Is Empty, the Devil Is on Earth

The wooden spear in the hand of the burly man stabbed at Meng Fan. You know what, the speed was really fast.

Since Meng Fan had promised the old monk not to kill these villagers this time, he would not kill them.

He looked at the wooden spear stabbed by the burly man, his face was calm, and then he pulled the branch in his hand towards the wrist of the man.

In an instant, the wrist of the man felt pain, and his hand subconsciously loosened, and the wooden spear fell to the ground.

Although Meng Fan is now a mortal, he still has combat experience, especially his basic swordsmanship is still strong.

Among mortals, his combat power is definitely at the ceiling level.

These villagers are really not good enough in front of him.

"Pah!" Meng Fan pulled out the branch in his hand again and hit the man's face directly.

Immediately, the man's teeth were broken all over the floor, and blood couldn't help but spurt out of his mouth.

There is no doubt that Meng Fan showed mercy, otherwise this branch would definitely beat the man to death, and there would be no need to pull a second time.

"Since you are ordinary villagers, I don't want to make things difficult for you. If you don't know what's good for you, I will no longer show mercy." Meng Fan looked at the villagers coldly and said.

From his point of view, even if the old monk pleaded for mercy, if he was pushed to the edge, he would still start a killing spree.

It's not even a killing spree, after all, he is not a monk, not a Buddhist.

There are no such precepts!

Meng Fan beat the burly man so badly with a branch, and the villagers were really shocked.

I didn't expect that this white-faced little white face, who looked like a weak scholar, turned out to be a martial artist!

Being able to knock down Wang Hunter in one go is not something that ordinary people can do.

In terms of fighting ability, Wang Hunter is indeed the strongest in the village now.

Those who can really fight in the village are not here at the moment.

In Qingliang Mountain.

Meng Fan and the old monk were not wrong about this. These villagers are indeed in the same group with the bandits in Qingliang Mountain.

Most of the young and strong people in their village are bandits in Qingliang Mountain.

To be honest, Meng Fan's fighting power is so amazing that it makes these villagers panic.

It was the old village chief who stood up and said calmly: "He is only one person, two fists cannot beat four hands, everyone will definitely be able to take him down together!"

With the words of the old village chief, everyone regained some confidence and stared at Meng Fan aggressively.

To be honest, this is a bit ignorant of life and death.

However, if Meng Fan really kills today, it will not be an easy thing, and it will definitely be a bloody battle.

Even if it is just a group of villagers, he will probably have to pay a price to kill them all.

Anyway, it is definitely not an easy thing to not get hurt at all.

"Village chief, that girl ran away."

Just when the villagers were about to besiege Meng Fan and wanted to crush Meng Fan with human wave tactics, a woman suddenly ran over in a hurry and shouted to the old village chief.

Hearing this, the old village chief's face changed, and he didn't care about dealing with Meng Fan anymore, and hurriedly asked everyone to go back.

Just like that, the scene that was just tense and murderous disappeared instantly.

Seeing that these villagers didn't care about him, Meng Fan didn't bother to chase them and cause trouble for them. After all, he had just promised the old monk.

Subconsciously, he was a little curious about the "girl" mentioned by the woman just now.

What was the identity of this girl that made these villagers so nervous? She was just trying to deal with him, but she left him alone in a blink of an eye.

It was obvious that this so-called girl was a hundred times more important than himself.

At least in the eyes of these villagers, she was a hundred times more important than himself, there was no doubt about that.

This curiosity was limited and extremely weak, so Meng Fan didn't bother to chase after her to see what happened.

Meng Fan didn't bother to get involved in the affairs of Guihua Village, and walked directly out of the village, away from this place of trouble.

It was really hard to hold back when he thought that the starting point he had carefully selected turned out to be a den of thieves.

After leaving Guihua Village, Meng Fan began to look for the official road, so that he could identify the direction and walk towards the town.

However, this Guihua Village is extremely remote, which is equivalent to being in the deep mountains and old forests. It is not easy to leave this mountain forest and find the official road.

Now Meng Fan has no spiritual consciousness and can only rely on instinctive reaction to find the direction.

Two hours later, it was already evening and the sun was setting.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Meng Fan had a headache. It seemed that he would have to spend tonight in the deep mountains and old forests.

This is not good news!

Although his current body is considered to be a very powerful existence among mortals, in this kind of deep mountains and old forests, let alone encountering monsters, he may not be able to deal with a few terrifying beasts to the extreme.

It is easy to fail to become a mortal!

"Huh?"

Just when Meng Fan was about to find a big tree to climb up and rest, he suddenly felt a faint movement not far away.

In this case, it is natural to observe.

As a result, he walked over carefully and found that a woman was unconscious in the bushes not far away.

The woman's clothes were very worn, but it was still obvious that the material of the clothes was very unusual. She must be from a wealthy family.

Subconsciously, Meng Fan thought of the sentence "that girl ran away" just now.

Could this woman be the one that everyone in Guihua Village was looking for?

It was very likely, because there was only one village in the area of ​​dozens of miles.

Although the woman had fainted, she was still holding a long package tightly in her arms.

Meng Fan could smell a strong stench from the package.

"What is that? It stinks so bad, but you're still holding it so tightly?" Meng Fan was a little confused and curious, and subconsciously wanted to get closer to take a closer look.

As a result, as soon as he raised his feet, the old monk's voice rang in his mind.

"Donor Meng, don't look!"

The tone was very strange, with a faint tremor.

Meng Fan even heard a lot of emotions in the old monk's voice, including anger, grief, pity...

"What's wrong?" Meng Fan frowned.

The old monk was silent for a while, but since Meng Fan asked, he was silent for a moment and then said: "The package inside is a baby."

Baby?

Meng Fan's face changed.

Since he could smell a strong stench, it proved that the baby was dead.

Not only dead, but also smelly!

For a moment, Meng Fan's chest suddenly burned with nameless anger.

The rage grew more and more violent and more and more crazy.

As a disciple of the Shushan Sword School, his duty was to slay demons and eliminate evil spirits. He did indeed slay many demons and eliminate many evil spirits.

But sometimes, what is more terrifying than demons and monsters is the human heart!

Hell is empty, and the devil is in the world.