Han Feng stretched out his hand to touch Ying, who was lying on the ground in front of him, with a look of despair on his face.
However, the hand went through it.
Han Feng slowly clenched his fists.
As soon as the scene changed, it was a familiar village again, and everything that had just been seen was repeated.
Over and over again, endlessly…
Looking at Yae Sakura who went from grief and despair to numbness, Han Feng clenched his fists.
Until this time…
"Huh? Why is there someone here? Wow! So seriously injured..."
Ying squatted beside Han Feng, who was seriously injured, and carefully inspected the wound.
"This time is different!"
The picture shattered and the whole space suddenly became quiet.
A road made of light appeared at Han Feng's feet.
Han Feng was walking on this light road. As he walked, his eyes suddenly lit up. Under a cherry blossom tree in full bloom, he stood there pretty.
Rin stretched out his hand and stroked the tree trunk. Next to it was a grave, 'The Tomb of My Sister Yae Rin'
Rin turned around and said to Han Feng, "Please... please save my sister. There is always a dark force eroding my sister's heart. If I don't hurry up, my sister will disappear..."
"What!"
Ignoring Han Feng, Lin continued, "Sister's heart is about to be completely swallowed up. I can only reluctantly appear in your dream. Brother Xiaofeng, please! Please save my sister."
Han Feng, who was about to say something, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and the scene in front of him began to become unreal.
"Well…"
"Is this a dream..."
Han Feng opened his eyes and found Theresa, her whole body resting on him.
The quilt has been completely snatched away by Theresa, half of his body is exposed, and the other half is resting on Theresa.
Regardless of this, Han Feng carefully pulled out half of his body and looked at Theresa who was still sleeping soundly. Han Feng let out a sigh of relief.
He carefully came to the closet, took off his yukata, and found a pair of smart clothes to wear.
After changing clothes, Han Feng walked carefully to the door, picked up the knife hanging on the wall and put it on his waist, opened the door and walked out.
Theresa didn't even notice that her face was extremely red.
When we arrived at the courtyard, it was almost dawn.
Han Feng took out his knife and started practicing in the yard in the morning, thinking about his true dream while practicing.
When the sky is fully lit...
"Boom!"
The door of the mansion was suddenly forced open from the outside, and the villagers filed in.
The villagers wore fox masks, and the leading few held naginata in their hands, and lined up in front of Han Feng.
Han Feng held a knife in both hands and looked at the villagers who suddenly broke in. As the collapse energy surged in his body, dots of cherry blossoms appeared around Han Feng.
The loud noise startled other people in the mansion.
Yae Sakura, who was the first to rush out, stood beside Han Feng with a knife and asked, "What do you want to do!"
The Lord God also came out, looked at the villagers frowning and asked, "What do you want to do!"
Rin opened the door and leaned on the doorframe, looking at the courtyard with a pale face.
Theresa ran out of Han Feng's room and turned her head when she saw Han Feng's face turned red.
Yae Sakura raised her eyebrows when she saw Theresa running out of Han Feng's room, and looked at Han Feng with an unkind expression.
Han Feng coughed lightly and said, "I'll explain in a moment..."
At this time, the villagers began to gather together and slowly made way out of the middle.
The old man walked out slowly with crutches.
Han Feng looked at the old man with a serious expression, "This old man is exactly the same as the one in the dream!"
The old man crossed the villagers and came to Han Feng Yae Sakura and bowed slightly, "I am an old man in the village. I am here just to take away the sacrifice. Please don't stop me, Miko."
"etc!"
The Lord God quickly stepped forward and said, "Didn't I tell you, give me some more time..."
After hearing what the Lord God said, the old man slammed the crutch in his hand and said fiercely, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, the village has been waiting for you for a long time! Your daughter's life is life, but the lives of the villagers are not life!"
"
The old man's words left the Lord speechless, and his outstretched hand fell down weakly.
Yae Sakura reacted when she heard this and quickly asked, "Father! What's going on? Could it be..."
"snort!"
The old man interrupted Yae Sakura's inquiry and said to Yae Sakura, "According to the ancient method recorded in the village, if the sacrifice fails, the next sacrifice must use a sacrifice with the blood of the Yae clan. This time the sacrifice is you.
younger sister!"
Yae Sakura looked at the Lord with a pale face, hoping to get a negative answer.
"Father…"
But Sakura's only answer was silence.
Upon hearing this, Han Feng quickly passed the three of them and ran towards Lin.
However, when passing by the Lord of God...
"Bang!"
"Well…"
Han Feng turned around with difficulty and looked at the God Lord with his hands raised and his expressionless face slowly falling to the ground.
"Why…"
It was an old man's voice that answered Han Feng.
"Go on, control him, don't hurt him, he's still useful!"
Two tall villagers pinned Han Feng tightly under their bodies, and the knife was thrown far away.
The old man walked to Lin with a few villagers on crutches, lowered his head and smiled, "Miss, let's go."
Rin was frightened and stepped back.
The old man's eyes flashed red, and he stretched out his skinny hand to grab Rin.
Rin screamed in pain when he was caught.
"stop!"
The Lord of God shouted loudly, came to the old man, grabbed Lin, took a deep breath, and said in a slower tone, "I will send my daughter there, and tonight's sacrifice will be carried out on time. Please give me a little more time."
"snort"
Hearing the words of the Lord God, the old man snorted coldly.
"I hope you won't let down the village."
With that said, he led everyone out of the Yae Mansion.
No one knew that the old man gave Han Feng a deep look before exiting the mansion.
Han Feng got up with difficulty, staggered over and picked up the knife.
"Xiao Feng..."
The voice of the God Lord came.
When Han Feng heard this and looked around, there was no gentleness in his eyes, only sharpness remained.
The God Lord felt Han Feng's eyes and could only smile bitterly.
"Xiao Feng, I want to ask you a favor."
Han Feng laughed.
"Please what? Please don't stop me? Please send Rin there?"
Facing Han Feng's sarcasm, the God Lord shook his head and said, "I want you to take Sakura and Rin out of the village. I can also do it if you have eight levels of blood..."
Hearing the words of the God Lord, Han Feng opened his mouth and closed it again.
Han Feng suddenly remembered what he saw in his dream, and his eyes became firm.
"No, we can't take them away!"
"Why!"
The God Lord looked at Han Feng in confusion, "Are they so unimportant to you?"
Han Feng then said, "No! We can't escape, and we can't escape. The old man will definitely be on guard against this attack. If we are caught, Lin's fate will be even worse!"
"Then what else can we do..." the Lord God said with some despair.
Han Feng put the knife back into its sheath, put it on his waist, and said as he walked out the door.
"The god who seeks the flesh and blood of the protected is no longer a god, it is just an evil thing!"