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Tang Yin did not walk fast, but he moved soundlessly. His two eyes flashed with a terrifying green light, as though he was a demon wandering the dark night.

It wasn't too far away, and after walking for a full hour, he arrived at the first house in the village. His clothes were soaked in sweat.

With one hand on the wall, he panted heavily. Finally, he walked up to the gate and forcefully pushed it. The door was locked.

He had to take a few steps back to jump over the wall.

The earth wall was not high, if it was a normal situation, he would not need the Shadow Shift, and could easily jump over it with a leap.

He had never climbed over a low wall in such a clumsy manner, nor did he fall from the top of the wall like a rag bag.

He landed solidly in the yard, his bones almost breaking, and at the same time there was a dull thud.

The noise in the yard alarmed the owner of the house. First, the main house lit up, and then the door opened. From inside walked out a brawny man with an oil lamp in one hand and a wooden stick in the other.

"Who?" "Who's there?" The sturdy man looked at Tang Yin who was crawling on the ground, and bravely asked.

"Qiang, who is it? "Has it been a thief recently?" The timid voice of a woman sounded from the room again.

Thief? What an insult! Tang Yin who was lying on the ground breathed heavily, and laughed bitterly in his heart. He swallowed and feebly said, "Am I not a thief?"

The sturdy man could tell that Tang Yin was not very confident when he spoke, and seeing that he had been lying on the ground for a long time without getting up, his courage immediately increased. Borrowing the weak light of the oil lamp, he carefully approached Tang Yin and asked, "Who exactly are you? What are you doing in my house? You want to steal something? "

Tang Yin did not reply, he only took in large gulps of air.

The sturdy man finally walked in front of Tang Yin and prodded him with the wooden roll in his hand. Seeing that he had no reaction, he couldn't help but kick Tang Yin's lower abdomen, and said angrily: "What are you pretending for, why aren't you talking?"

After that kick, Tang Yin's body that was lying on the ground became lying on his back with his eyes closed.

Seeing that he didn't even have the strength to fight back, the muscular man was completely at ease. He mumbled, "Let's see which blind dog dares to enter my house and steal something!" As he said that, he stopped moving and used the oil lamp in his hand to shine it at Tang Yin's face.

When he clearly saw Tang Yin's facial features, he was extremely frightened, causing him to scream out loud. Instinctively tilting his body backwards, he sat on the ground. It was the most horrible and ugly face he had ever seen, half human, half bloody, a dark mass of scarred, proliferating tissue.

At this moment, the eyes on the terrifying face suddenly opened, two faint green rays of light shot out. This was too scary, a ghost-like face, ghost-like green eyes. How was this even a human? It was exactly like a wraith!

"Mother!"

The brawny man screamed as if he had been instantly swallowed. His body that was sitting on the ground started to roll and crawl back to him.

However, how could Tang Yin, who had already recovered his breath, let him leave? He suddenly made a move, grabbed his ankle, and forcefully pulled on it.

The sturdy man trembled as he looked at Tang Yin with a face filled with fear. He opened his mouth wide, but was no longer able to make a sound.

He saw the other party smile. His half-lipped mouth slowly opened to reveal a set of white teeth. He could even feel that there was saliva on them.

Then, a large hand covered his face. It was not a human hand at all, because no one could burn a flame. Instead, it was a strange, terrifying, and inconceivable black flame.

This was the last thing the muscular man saw.

Whoosh!

The Fire of Darkness's face continued to burn all over his body, without any sound or struggling, the strong man's body instantly turned into smoke, but his clothes remained undamaged, and he did not suffer any burn wounds.

Tang Yin was like a dry grass that had been drenched in sweat for a long time, he raised his head and greedily sucked in the white mist floating in the air. As the white mist entered his body through his nose, Tang Yin finally felt the return of his life.

He greedily didn't let out a single trace of spirit mist. Only when he could no longer breathe did he let out a long sigh of relief. To Tang Yin, the spiritual energy that an ordinary person had transformed into was like a drop in the bucket. It was far from being able to satisfy him, and even aroused an even stronger desire in his body.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the green light in his eyes became even more intense. The hands that were pressed against the ground slowly retracted, and his ten fingers were embedded into the soil.

"Qiang?" "What's wrong?"

The concerned voice of a woman came from the room again.

Tang Yin's eyes became even brighter. He sprung up from the ground and walked towards the main house step by step.

Ah!

After he entered the main house, there was only a short scream from a woman, but it quickly stopped and the room sunk into silence.

After a while, Tang Yin walked out of the main house. He did not stagger like when he first arrived, his steps became much steadier. Even the terrifying scar on his face seemed to have recovered a bit.

Tang Yin stood at the door and twisted his neck, his green eyes turned and looked at the room.

The corners of his mouth curled up as he revealed a bloodthirsty and evil smile. He strode like a meteor towards the room's door and kicked it open.

"Who?"

The old man's scream came from the room, but just like the main house, his scream stopped immediately, followed by a deathly silence.

Right now, Tang Yin's eyes were completely red, even though his eyes were emitting green light. His mind was running out of rationality, and he could only rely on his body's most basic needs to find satisfaction. In his eyes, the villagers were not people at all. They were prey, food, and a source of life for him.

The first group of villagers was merely the beginning of his devouring, and was far from the end. Next was the second group, the third group, and the third group ?

No matter if the other party was a man or a woman, old or young, beautiful or ugly, Tang Yin would still mercilessly pounce on him and use his Fire of Darkness to turn him into a spirit mist, sucking him dry.

Everywhere Tang Yin went, there were no birds or dogs left, both humans and animals were annihilated.

The last person he looked for was the Village Head, and this was also the only place that he considered to be troublesome.

The village chief had a large family, his family had more than ten people of various ages, short labourers, servants, Maidservant s and more than twenty people. With so many people, Tang Yin was unable to ensure that he could eat all of them without making a sound, which was why he kept the village chief at the very end.

Even if the injuries on his body had not completely healed, they were mostly healed as well. Furthermore, the wounds on his face had completely healed, and not even a single trace of a scar could be seen on his handsome face. It was as if he had never been injured at all.

This was the miracle of the Spirit Cultivator of Dark.

In fact, just as he had expected, the village chief and his family had caused a huge ruckus. It was a pity that all of the village elders and juniors had already been "eaten" by Tang Yin. No matter how intense the commotion in the village was, no one came to help.

Until his death, the Village Chief was confused. He did not know what had happened and how he had offended this young and handsome man.

By sucking in the villagers, Tang Yin also found some information about the Han woman from their memories.

Han Ning and Han Zhan were not from Yi Bai Village, but had married here. When Han Ning married into Yi Bai Village, she had a child called Han Zhan, and the name of the person who married her was Li Yi, a sick man who had always been in bed. Of course, people who were in good health would never marry a widow with children.

However, Han Ning was very unlucky. On the day they married into the Bai Yi Village, perhaps her husband was too excited from seeing her beautiful appearance, or perhaps he was too excited to even breathe, and the joyous event turned into a funeral for him. After that, Li Yi's parents couldn't bear the pain of losing their son, and after their deaths, only Han Ning and Han Zhan, the orphans and widows remained in the family.

What the two of them were even more unlucky was that in the next battle, Feng Ning War broke out completely. First, two hundred thousand Feng Army buried bones, then four hundred thousand soldiers were annihilated on the Feng Country, then a million soldiers were defeated on the Hedong.

When the two of them were not here, the village was peaceful and peaceful. But once the two of them were married, their husband's family had died, and the disciples of the Central Army had died. The hearts of the people were filled with sorrow, but at the same time, they vented their anger on Han Ning and Han Zhan who had no one to rely on.

Even though the villagers had forced the two of them to move out of the village and live in the most remote corner of the village, people still disliked the two of them and wanted to completely expel them from the village.

Han Ning and Han Zhan were said to be jinx, of course this was a kind of superstition, but the death of her husband's entire family was closely related to her, and the villagers of Yi Bai Village had all disappeared within a night, and all of them had been swallowed into Tang Yin's stomach, which was also directly related to the two of them.

It was impossible to say whether or not the tragedy in the village had been dealt with by his two daughters. Perhaps, this was fate.

After Tang Yin finished eating the last house that belonged to the village chief, he went on a tour around the village. When he was certain that there were no survivors, he took all of the families' wealth, and searched for a few hundred taels of silver and a bag full of copper coins. Finally, he silently returned to the Han couple's home.

Early in the morning, Han Ning and Han Zhan were still in their dreams, when they vaguely smelt the smell of meat.

It was very strange, how could there suddenly be the smell of meat? Han Ning woke up from her dreams, she looked at her son who was still sleeping soundly and smelt carefully, confirming that the fragrance of the meat was not wrong, then quietly got off the brick bed, put on a coat and walked out of the room.0

The moment he stepped out of the kitchen, he saw a radiant and handsome youth adding firewood in front of the kitchen counter, and the fragrance of meat was coming from the pot.

Seeing her, the youth was not the least bit surprised. His handsome face revealed an enchanting yet brilliant smile as he softly said, "Madam, you've awoken. Wait a little longer. The chicken will soon be stewed."

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