Yingmeng's consciousness fell into endless darkness.

The white clothes seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and the light that protected her faded.

The killing continued, her white clothes shrank in the corner, watching the bloody storm ahead.

She gradually discovered that compared to the initial horror, her passion for the world and her pure research spirit had quietly corrupted into a pathological and cruel curiosity and a secret appreciation of the gloomy and horrifying scenes.

What she considered was not the pain of others, but more about how to create a more beautiful masterpiece. The hatred of blood turned into a eccentric addiction.

This cruel and disgusting killing made her addicted.

She suddenly wanted to join the morbid incident calmly and gloatfully, and then adhered to the principle of no waste to turn those broken limbs into monsters that could scare or disgust the healthiest people on the spot.

The white-clothed face was pale, and she was still scared, but she couldn't help but wait and see.

She bit her lip and realized for the first time... neither she nor Hongyi could be alone.

In fact, each other walking in the dark is isolated and helpless except each other.

She stretched out her hand like a red dress, and her light voice spread in the darkness. The flying imagination depicted a series of rose-colored scenes.

Yang Cang: "Niu, I asked you to quietly accumulate strength and teach you how to identify people and distinguish things. It's not that you are going to play a leash for the madman."

Xiao Xue: "Little Butterfly, I heard that a new precious peony was planted in Xianjun's garden. It tasted delicious as soon as I heard it. I got up to steal vegetables!"

Han Xi: "My young master! You promised me that I would survive."

Xiangxue: "I saved you because you were both trapped in a quagmire and never gave up on resisting."

Xian Qing: "Silly. If you are not hindered, you can...not show any helplessness."

Hongyi seemed to hear some sound, and she stiffened and turned her head to look to her side.

Human reason and sensibility should fight against the darkness deep in the heart together, rather than being enemies of each other, because they do not conflict.

The appearance of Hong seems to be to protect the last touch of pure white in my heart, but in a sense, Hong is more fragile than imagined. It is Bai who is protecting Hong, which makes Hong not out of control in a violent environment. It seems that the practices over the years are indeed a bit putting the cart before the horse.

Red and white hate each other, but they also grow up because of each other's existence and stay awake all the time.

This time, the Shadow Dream regains itself in the dark world by relying on past memories.

The person who saved her was still in white.

But even so, Darkness still encouraged her to fall.

But this time, Hongyi responded to it with great resoluteness. The good and evil in Yingmeng's heart decided the outcome at the moment of collision.

The awakened red silk looked at the white silk silly.

His expression was a little dazed.

Apart from his expression, Baiyi was so panicked that she was so bad that she was out of control.

Hongyi sighed and raised her hand. "Thank you."

Bai Yi was stunned for a moment, a little cramped, and nervously held Hongyi's hand, stumbled to indicate that it was OK.

This time, Hongyi did not sneer at her nose as usual, but listened patiently with her eyes bent.

Everything seems to have returned to the past. Except for the bright bright red and the ignorant beige, they are a little darker at this time, and have become another brand new color. I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

Yingmeng was stunned and suddenly stopped. She was about to become the lamb of her soul. She was confused for a moment and then attacked decisively. Yingmeng, who had to bear the attack, subconsciously stopped when she opened her eyes...

"Hiss--!" The sword entered three points and the blood column spurted out.

Ying Meng bit her lip and watched in shock as she slowly fell down in front of her. His blood slowly spread to the pool of blood behind her...

Ying Meng looked at the broken limbs and broken arms around her, and then looked at the blood pool that was much wider behind her...

Some things you don’t see or are not pointed out, and you may think they are safe and clean, but once they are named, it will be a disaster scene.

The shadow dream opened his lips, opened and closed, and silently spit out three words.

She smiled bitterly, blood poured out of her mouth, and the collar was dyed again along her neck.

Yingmeng's hand softened, and the blade that supported her body slid down. As she knelt on the ground, the ethereal sound of the rang out slowly, as if floating from another world.

Yingmeng looked at the sound and saw the light golden snowflakes. In the shadows, the man in the moon white gradually became clearer.

He was wrapped in only a layer of white cloth, as if to show his original appearance to others, but in such a place full of decorative feeling, this feeling itself is like a lie.

Sin is reduced to help the lonely souls.

The dust leaves turn into wind and clouds, and the souls pass through.

Light golden light chips rose from the ground, looking down from above, like crane patterns

Under the golden light, black clouds surging from all directions, dark winds suddenly rise, and howling everywhere.

Yingmeng raised her eyes and swept across the world, layer by layer, filled with dead souls. Among them were the lonely souls who were abandoned and self-exiled, the crazy and stubborn madman, and the innocent disappeared... ordinary people.

Yingmeng looked at the figure with difficulty, and her doubts became stronger and stronger.

She had the honor of seeing the number of change in her fate in Shengyuan.

The scene was like this at the beginning, but the scale was much smaller and it was not very shocking.

Xian Qing sneered at first. "The Holy Yuan is just trying to save one or two."

She once asked, "Why do everyone else admire so much?"

"It's not just about reliance... praying for blessings, washing sins, relief, exorcising resentment, changing fate... what is he doing?" Xian Qing frowned, looked at it more, and his expression was a little surprised, and he casually regained the shocking old antiques. "Everything is balanced. This technique changes destiny and scatters the soul. What's worth paying such a great price?"

At that time, she thought he was very kind. Haha, the child was simple and easy to deceive. Now it seems that in him... he never thought about looking back.

At that time, Shengyuan changed symbolically one or two, and Xian Qing responded like this, which shows the price.

The larger the magic, the higher the cost, which is common sense.

Then let me ask you now... there are at least tens of thousands of people here... who is so kind... or how strong they are.

Yingmeng touched the wound that had recovered, her eyes were a little shocked, and she looked at the person who was parked in front of her.

The visitor was a young man with a long hair...the old man? She didn't know this person. But she knew the jade in his hand.

Resolve the love and ask for joy, Sanxiao gives the ... Beggars, prisoners, everything seems to have some connection.

When the sound of the stopped, I realized that the sky was dark. After a tumbling pool, the blood pool became clear and clear. At the same time, plum blossoms transformed into the surrounding area, and the fallen flowers appeared colorful. On the slightly foggy water surface, it looked hazy and mysterious, and the calmness came to my face, as if I was going to welcome some unworldly characters.

Shadow Dream's words bring some humility. "You are..."

"You may call me the supreme one who saves you."

Yingmeng: "..." "Fu her? Why does this sound so familiar? Master? The people who became the master in the nine heavens and eight realms have never heard of other names except the Buddha. Since ancient times, there have been more than the Buddha who became masters, and if the Buddha knew that this place should not be alone and ignored. With this strength and dare to be called the master, it is difficult for people not to think about it too much when they appear in this place. For example, the one who was unparalleled in the world at the beginning.

"Don't be suspicious, I will save the people. There is no need to avoid you."

After Yingmeng was silent for a while, she asked, "Master, I have no intention of offending, I am just curious. You don't seem to know this place just now. Whether it is out of kindness or trying to block their plans, you won't wait until now. If not, why do you need to do it?"

The old man with white hair chuckled. "I didn't want to participate in the cause and effect. After all, I had my efforts. Later, I changed my mind and changed some small fate. When everything was over, I hope they would have a better place to go."

Yingmeng: "... Then I dare to ask, what changed your thoughts." A little bit? Cause and effect? ​​Once upon a time, I? Okay, she has probably confirmed that this person has a close relationship with this place. It seems that he may even be the person here. Who would be with such a strong strength?
Chapter completed!