บท 217: Death Looms

"This..."

When Lin Fan passed by a certain village, he noticed that this place had turned into ruins. There were corpses all around and many untidily dressed women. It was obvious that they had suffered from some torture when they were alive.

"Cousin, did they face bandits?" Zhou Zhongmao frowned.

Although he loved to break apart the corpses of the enemy, he wouldn't attack ordinary people. That was Zhou Zhongmao's bottom line.

Feng Poliu couldn't bear to look, "Okay, the world is like that, terrible things would happen every moment. We are just passers-by, so let's not worry much about it."

"How are you so cold?" Lin Fan looked at Feng Poliu, "In the past, I noticed that you were timid but when facing such a thing, how could you make things sound so simple? Do you have no sympathy at all?"