Sima Fu's head also fell to the ground.

The remaining Sima Clan's children were all stunned and stunned.

Cao Ang raised his blood sword and shouted, "Kill all the Sima clan, and leave no one behind!"

Three hundred warriors swarmed up and rushed towards the terrified Sima disciples.

The ancestral hall was stained with blood, and the mourning continued.

When the setting sun slanted westward, the killing ended.

More than seventy mouths of the Sima Clan were all killed.

"Where's Sima Yi, why didn't you see the corpse of the villain?"

After Cao Ang counted the bodies, he found something was wrong.

Lu Lingqi rushed over and whispered, "Eldest son, I just interrogated a servant, Sima Yi, that dog thief, just left Sima's house and went to Licheng to pick up his relatives."

"We're here mainly to kill Sima Yi, how can we kill him all over the house, but let him run away!"

Cao Ang saw the murderous intent in his eyes again, and shouted: "Go straight to Li Cheng immediately, be sure to kill Sima Yi!"

Therefore, Cao Ang and Lu Lingqi led his subordinates to leave the blood-washed Sima's house, and went straight to Licheng in the east.

...

at dusk.

On the avenue, a team to pick up the relatives is going westward.

Sima Yi rode a tall horse, instead of looking back at the happy car behind him, his face was full of spring breeze.

"This family has a beautiful appearance, and is extremely intelligent. He will definitely be my Sima Yi's virtuous helper..."

Sima Yi's thoughts twitched, and a smug smile crept across the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a horse rushed towards him.

"Second son, something has happened, something has happened!"

The man was covered in blood, rolled off the saddle, and threw himself in front of Sima Yi.

Sima Yi took a closer look and recognized that the man was actually Zhuang Zhong's servant.

"What happened, so panic!"

Sima Yi frowned and asked angrily.

"Second Young Master, a group of Sui Gu defeated soldiers came to the village just now, and when they broke into the village, they would kill anyone they saw!"

"Master, the eldest son, and the other sons were all killed by them."

"Our Sima clan has all been slaughtered by the bandit soldiers!"

The servant cried out the bad news.

A thunderbolt came crashing down.

Sima Yi's body was shocked, and it solidified into ice in an instant, and his face was frozen for a moment of shock.

Just when he went out to greet his relatives, the Sima family was wiped out like this?

Sima Yi was dumbfounded and lost, thinking that he was in an illusion.

"Impossible! It's impossible!"

"Our Sima clan is a big family in Hanoi, what a position, how dare those defeated soldiers dare to kill my clan!"

"This is impossible!"

Sima Yi woke up suddenly, his face twisted and deformed, and he let out a hysterical roar.

"Second Young Master, it's absolutely true, the Sima family has really been killed!"

"The gang of defeated soldiers are still chasing this way, it seems that even the second son won't let go!"

cried the servant.

Sima Yi shivered abruptly, and a suspicious look flashed across his sad and angry eyes.

The robbery and murder of the defeated soldiers were nothing more than for the sake of making money.

Now that the Sima family has been defeated, they should just move the money in Zhuangzhong away.

But why, those defeated soldiers didn't even let him go, and they killed him all the way, insisting on eradicating his Sima Clan?

Sima Yi was puzzled.

Just then.

On the west road, the dust and mist rolled and swept over.

"Second son, it's not good, the defeated soldiers are chasing, run away!"

The domestic servant got up and shouted in a trembling voice.

Sima Yi took a deep breath, and instantly recovered from the grief of the genocide, and regained a sense of calm.

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