The doll with a pair of blood-red eyes opened its mouth wide towards Yin Nian.
It struggled desperately.
Yin Nian raised his hand and slapped the doll on the head.
explain!
She suppressed its neck, otherwise it would tear you apart.
Then go and tear up your companions.
Ho! Ho! The red-eyed doll is struggling desperately, bad woman! You are a bad woman!
The bad woman who bullied Axi!
Yin Nian sneered.
Okay, don't tell me. Yin Nian patted the snail on his shoulder. Can he control it?
Of course. Snail's two tentacles twitched proudly.
This little kid has good strength, but his mental strength is slightly weaker than mine.
soon.
The little kid just started drawing formation diagrams on the ground in a daze.
This is actually a twelve-cornered formation, which can be regarded as the top formation diagram among the formations in the small world of Wuzhou.
What's the way to break the formation? Yin Nian asked.
The little doll kept moving and said dullly: There is no way.
It is Axi's self-created formation. There is no way to enter the dream formation, you can only get out on your own. If you can't get out, you will stay in the dream forever.
kindness.
Yin Nian nodded.
After you finish drawing the formation and write it down.
Yin Nian said to the controlled little doll: Go and stand next to it. If you encounter a doll with red eyes like yours, go up and beat them to determine life and death. Do you understand?
The little doll nodded dully.
The cave is dark and damp.
Yin Nian then walked inside.
The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.
Where is Yuan Sleeping?
Yin Nian carefully walked inside the cave.
Now Spicy, Variety, and Snail are all little mythical beasts.
She also has the strength of the Little God Realm, and Xiao Miao can constantly heal her injuries.
If Yin Nian is more careful, he can still explore the cave.
The further inside she went, the more she became accustomed to the blackness inside.
The scene in front of me gradually became clearer.
Shhh. Yin Nian stopped and grabbed LaLa who was about to go forward.
There was a faint light of fire inside.
The firelight was very weak.
But he could clearly see the person inside who was placed in the center of the formation.
It's the dream formation.
But the person in charge was none other than A Xi.
And on the sharp corner of each formation stood a small blood-eyed doll. The little dolls seemed to be performing some kind of ceremony, and at Axi's signal, they knelt heavily towards Yuan Xinsui in the middle.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The head hit the ground and made a heavy sound.
It was as if they didn't know the pain.
What are you doing?
I haven't finished thinking about the last two words yet.
I saw a strong wind rising above the formation.
It hurts! It hurts me so much! Stop cutting me.
My legs are gone, grandma, my legs are gone.
My intestines have been twisted, why are you doing this to us?
Xianzu! My children of Xianzu!
In an instant, screams and cries rushed into Yin Nian's mind.
Countless blood mist floated out from the foreheads of those blood-eyed dolls, forming a purgatory-like scene in front of Yin Nian.
There were real corpses strewn across the field, with mutilated limbs everywhere.
That was the scene where the Xian clan was massacred.
Yin Nian stared at this purgatory-like scene.
Although I have heard of it.
But now that he saw it with his own eyes, Yin Nian realized that verbal words could not describe even one percent of the tragedy of that day.
There were pools of blood everywhere.
She saw those people inserting knives into the bodies of several children, and there were also girls lying naked and bruised in a pool of blood.
once.
This is the race in the five continents that is most willing to be kind to others.
The screams and cries turned into sharp knives and stabbed into Yuan Xinsui's body continuously.
Yuan Xinsui frowned, a look of extreme pain appeared on his face.
Axi stared at him coldly: I think you have forgotten the hardships that the people of your tribe endured back then.
You forgot that it doesn't matter.
I will help you remember it again, ha.
Yin Nian tightened his grip on the Dulong Whip in his hand, with a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.
The screaming continued.
But soon, Yin Nian saw a little boy in that illusion. The red mole under his eyes allowed Yin Nian to identify this person at once.
It’s Yuan Xin Sui from childhood.
Mother
Xiao Naisui stared blankly at the woman who fell in front of him and the clan members.
He stood up and tried to drag the woman up from the ground.
A puppet doll fell from his waist, and there was a small wooden sign hanging on the doll's body, with the word "Axi" written on it.
It was soaked in a pool of blood.
I had no time to take a nap.
He couldn't pull up the people lying on the ground, and he finally realized that they were all dead.
He sat on the ground and glanced coldly at those people who were still killing the tribesmen wantonly.
He stared intently at their faces, as if he wanted to carve them into his heart one by one.
Kill them all, kill them all
He murmured these words.
But he was too weak at that time. The thing that Yuan Xinchi regretted most in his life was that he was not strong when he needed it most.
Yin Nian watched Xiao Sui Nei in the fantasy world being sealed into Mount Paektu by the clan members with all their strength.
Child, you want revenge. These were the last words the patriarch said while holding his shoulders with red eyes.
Your talent is very good, you are the most talented child in our clan.
Good boy.
You have to survive.
The most gifted child survives.
If you protect him alone, you can only protect him.
But Yin Nian felt a chill and sadness rising from the bottom of his heart.
Such preservation is not something to be happy about.
During those long years of being imprisoned at the foot of Mount Paektu, what was Yuan Xinsui thinking?
When loneliness, hatred, and even the expectations of his tribe are all weighing on him.
Living has become a kind of torture.
The environment continues.
Yin Nian saw those who had killed the Xian clan collected their essence, flesh and blood and activated the formation.
The spiritual energy that should have been exhausted has increased again.
They became heroes and gods.
A tall tower was erected and named the Tower of the Floating God.
Others have created different sects of their own, large and small.
Yin Nian swept through those families and found that 90% of them were gone. At that time, the news of Yuan Xin's massacre of the clan was widely spread, and his evil reputation was completely spread. At that time, Yin Nian thought that he was just trying to clean up the name of the traitor.
Head gone.
But I didn't expect that Yuan Xinsui went there very purposefully.
He went to take revenge.
Yin Nian clenched his hand.
But the fantasy continues.
In fantasy.
The spiritual power is there, but the overwhelming resentment of the Xian clan never dissipates.
Those grievances slowly penetrated into the countless dolls scattered on the ground, day after day, year after year, and finally...
The first doll opened its eyes.
His eyes were scarlet red, and only pure evil and hatred remained.
Hanging on its waist is a small wooden sign with the word "Axi" engraved on it.