The maple-red viscous dawn, the damp streets with shadows of houses, echoed with the melodious singing of a little girl. Shangguan Naiya seemed to see what she looked like when she was a child.

"Shake and shake, shake and shake, shake to the bridge. ”

"Meng Po is making soup, mix spices with me. ”

"Meng Po said—"

"Hang the ghost, cut off the head and boil. ”

"Hungry ghosts, tongues are wonderful. ”

"Knife stick, cut the meat slices and stir-fry. ”

"Meng Po asked me what the hell I was, and I said I didn't know. ”

"Meng Po said that I drowned the ghost, and I said hello. ”

"Untie Yang Shi's clothes and take a bath in the soup. ”

"Jumping off the Meng Po pot, this life is over. ”

The little girl threw herself into the boiling water. Shangguan Naiya felt a burst of heat, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that there was no Meng Po Nai He Bridge, and she was floating on a raft, in the vast blue sea and blue sky. The sun was shining brightly, and there was no one around.

She couldn't help but panic, why was she the only one left in the world?

"Hey~Where's the people?hey~Xiaobao?" she shouted.

"Hey~ Brother Bao?"

The sky suddenly turned a terrible red color, and the sea turned from blue to dark, and countless limbs and human skulls drifted out of white. Zhang Jiabao emerged from the sea, his face pale and his lips purple. His eyes were hollow, and his mouth was closed one by one, "Girl, come down and accompany me." ”

"Brother Bao, what's wrong with you?" Shangguan Naiya asked with concern as she lay on the side of the raft.

Zhang Jiabao stretched out his hand and grabbed Shangguan Naiya, the hand was rotten, wrinkled and pitted, "You killed me, come down and accompany me." I'm so cold by myself. ”

and stretched out many pairs of rotten hands from the water, and they all wanted to tear Shangguan Naiya into the water. There are Yang Guang's, Lan Xin's, and Li Jingtao's.

"You've killed us. ”

"yes, yes, you're hurting. ”

"You're dead too. ”

"No!" Shangguan Naiya struggled in horror, "I didn't hurt you, I didn't ......" Zhang Jiabao and the others couldn't help but say and kept pulling her down.

Xiaohui's headless corpse suddenly appeared on the raft, grabbed Shangguan Naiya's hair, and didn't see him have a mouth, but said to himself: "The head is left on it." ”

So Shangguan Naiya was torn in two, her head was carried by Xiaohui, and her body sank into the sea.

"Ahh It turned out to be just a ridiculous dream.

The chaotic consciousness finally woke up, and Shangguan Naiya recognized that he was in a simple bamboo hut. The glare of the sun shone in through the window, burning the bed, and from time to time pesky mosquitoes flew around my ears. Shangguan Naiya remembered that it was raining heavily on the riverbank that day, and Zhang Chuanliang urged Zi Gu to take her life, she was in great pain, thinking that she was going to die, and then she didn't know anything.

"You're finally awake. He Xiaoping came in from outside with a basin and poured a glass of water for Shangguan Naiya with the teapot on the table, "Drink some water, wipe your body after drinking." You've been in a coma for five days and five nights. ”

Shangguan Naiya took the glass of water and drank it in one gulp, and could clearly feel the cool liquid flowing from her throat to her stomach. Still not quenching her thirst, she picked up the teapot and drank it all to the spout, and the collapsed body regained some consciousness.

"Where is this, Xiaobao?" Shangguan Naiya wiped her mouth and asked eagerly, "Didn't I have a Gu poison attack, why am I still alive? Who saved me?"

"I don't know about Gu poison, I'm only responsible for serving you. He Xiaoping twisted the towel and said indifferently, "Zhang Jiabao was forced by his uncle and fell into the river, and no one rescued him." He has long been washed into the abyss and shattered to pieces. ”

Shangguan Naiya was like being struck by lightning, paused for a long time, and forced a smile: "Don't be kidding, I'm not dead, how can Xiaobao have something." ”

"Wipe it off. He Xiaoping handed the towel to Shangguan Naiya, "People can't be resurrected after death, whether you believe it or not, Xiaobao is already dead." ”

Shangguan Naiya didn't take the towel, propped herself on the side of the bed and stared at He Xiaoping pitifully, expecting her to suddenly laugh, "Lie to you, Xiaobao is fine!"

However, no. He Xiaoping threw the towel back into the basin, turned around and went out, "The medicine should be fried, I'll go get it." ”

He ...... Is it really dead?" Shangguan Naiya muttered to herself, her eyes glazed. Is it really like what happened in a dream, and everyone's deaths were caused by themselves?

"No! no!" Shangguan Naiya shouted loudly, leaving aside the quilt and struggling to get out of bed—she was going to find Zhang Chuanliang, even if she died together, she would also slash the enemy, but her hands and feet were weak and she fell to the ground.

"I'm not guilty, I'm not guilty......" she cried, moving her elbows and knees from the side of the bed to the door of the bamboo hut.

"Holy Maiden, why are you?" Seeing this, a warrior on duty hurriedly carried Shangguan Naiya back to the bamboo house. This girl, who has been in a coma, only came to the headquarters a few days ago, but she was directly favored by the leader of the Fengtian Sect and accepted as a righteous daughter. The Fengtian Sect is the true core of the Anti-Demon Alliance, and the status of the sect leader's daughter can be said to be second only to the alliance leader. If the other people saw the appearance of the holy maiden so embarrassed, the warrior would not be able to eat and walk around.

After a while, a man strode into the bamboo house, and it was the leader of the warriors who attacked the convoy that day. As soon as he came in, he half-knelt on the ground, "Lin Yongcheng, the fourth hall master of the subordinate hall, see the holy woman." It's only been a few days, and his breath has risen a lot. Because of the merit of bringing back the holy woman, the Fengtian Sect Master gave him a Divine Transformation Pill and some pills to survive the thunder tribulation. He has already completed the Six Rank Dragon Seeking Realm, and he can impact the True Realm in a few more days of preparation. There are very few people who step into the realm of transformation in their thirties.

Seeing Shangguan Naiya going crazy on the bed, biting the quilt and banging her head on the table, Lin Yongcheng clicked on her a few acupuncture points, making her unable to move, and walked out of the bamboo house with her back.

This place is located in the Wufu Mountains of Xichuan Prefecture, and countless mountains are the territory of the Anti-Demon Alliance, and the headquarters is built here. Along the way, there are verdant towering giant trees, perching birds singing high in the branches, running rabbits hiding in the flowers, and summer cicadas flapping their wings in the trees. The sound of the murmuring spring is like the sound of jade hitting each other, and I don't know where it comes from. It's like a paradise.

The highest mountain is called Yunzhi Peak, which is actually not very high, but the people who live on the peak can touch the clouds. Lin Yongcheng carried Shangguan Naiya on his back to the foot of Yunzhi Peak, where there were three steps, one stop, five steps and one post. After showing the token, the warriors guarding the peak let them go up. Walking up the stairs, there was no more figure.

There is a flat ground at the top of the peak, which looks like a ghostly axe, and standing here, you can almost see the entire Wufu mountain range. There is a secluded stone room in the stone platform, which is the place where the alliance leader retreats and cultivates. There was a stone table in front of the door of the stone room, and the two were sitting opposite each other and drinking.

The black-robed man has gray hair, majestic and solemn facial features, and is Qi Changtian, the leader of the Anti-Demon Alliance, 162 years old, a powerhouse in the Sanpin Dan Realm. The other person was wearing a white shirt, with long green silk hanging down, and he was comfortable with a drink - he was the leader of the Fengtian Sect, Tingyi, who was promoted to the five-rank knot pill realm at the age of 87 years ago 10 years ago.