Of course, it was impossible for her to doubt Wu Qingqiu, but the fact in front of her made her not know how to face it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little girl who is still crying in her arms, is she a girl who really has no mother, or a monster who uses her inner fragility to pretend to be a girl, if she helps the girl find her father like in a fantasy, will she kill in another place, or will there be another self there.

Is the place you are in real or an illusion?

If it was in a fantasy, then, from that moment on, she was detached from reality?

Qingtian stroked the black fluffy little head in his arms, tilted his head back, and turned his head to look at Wu Qingqiu: "What should I do now?"

Wu Qingqiu was still shocked in his heart, why did he see different things before and after, he even took out a folding fan to identify the breath, but everything told him that the crying little girl in front of him was indeed a monster who had fought with him not long ago.

What's going on here?

"Do you want to take her away?" Wu Qingqiu frowned, and looked a little hesitant, "She called you mother..."

Qingtian was slightly embarrassed, but she immediately corrected her attitude, "I'm afraid, if I'm not there, she will become a monster again." ”

"Will this be the case?" Wu Qingqiu was a little surprised, what did Rao think, he didn't expect that the change of this monster had something to do with Qingtian, but looking at the facts in front of him, he had to feel that this idea was not impossible.

"Let's try. Wu Qingqiu thought for a while and spoke.

"How do you try?"

Xiao Qingtian went to a place that was not very far from the entrance of the alley, but it was not very close. Only the girl and Wu Qingqiu were left here, and the reluctance in the girl's eyes when she left made her sad, but there was no way to do it. If she is not around, the girl will become a monster, and if she can't find a solution, the girl will definitely not be able to stay.

As she walked along the road, she noticed that the number of people hiding in the houses on the side of the road had dropped sharply, and even the rest were hugging each other to keep warm, a realization that sent chills down her heart.

Xiao Qingtian left the girl in the corner before leaving. Wu Qingqiu frowned and looked at the little girl trembling in the corner, the feeling in his heart was a little indescribable, he was not comfortable at the moment.

Or to lure Xiao Qingtian away from here... It made him very uncomfortable.

But the thing in his body—if he's not mistaken, should be called Thousand Spirits. Qianling controlled him to do all this. What was he going to do next? See if this girl was really going to turn into a monster? No, another voice in his body told him that it wasn't necessary.

Just kill her.

"Girl," Wu Qingqiu opened her mouth and called softly, and the girl with innocent eyes immediately looked up at him, without any ferocity, "Do you miss your mother very much?"

The little girl in the corner nodded very obediently.

It's a pity that Wu Qingqiu didn't let her finish it. The original big eyes opened wider, and the innocent in the black grapes changed rapidly, from innocence to shock, to anger, and finally to hatred.

Eventually, there is no life at all.

The scarlet that followed the flow of water added another touch, but this time, the air was not bloody, but a foul smell that could not be concealed. Wu Qingqiu covered his nose and mouth, put away the folding fan that was still hanging in mid-air, and there was a bloodstain on the jade-white fan bone at this time, but before it returned to the master's hand, the bloodstain disappeared completely, and returned to the original holy white.

Wu Qingqiu stretched out his hand and folded the fan to put it away, and sighed almost invisibly.

What is justice and what is evil? Evil is justice at the end.

Her red umbrella was in Wu Qingqiu's hand, and at the moment she was wearing the red carpet used as a flying blanket on her head. While she was doing nothing on the street, she was sensitive to the change in the smell in the air.

That's not normal bloody gas, but...

Without thinking about it any more, she pulled her legs and ran towards the entrance of the alley. The man in the moon-white robe, holding a red umbrella, stood quietly in the wind and rain, motionless as a mountain.

"What's wrong!" she asked, gasping for breath.

Wu Qingqiu tilted his head, rubbed his temples, and sighed in his tone, "I killed her." ”

Qingtian was stunned, and his eyes slowly moved to the alley, like a slow-motion replay in a movie, and he subconsciously held his breath silently. But even so, in the end, his eyes were stabbed by the scarlet in the alley.

"Has she changed?" she asked.

"Yes, she attacked me..."Wu Qingqiu said softly, "I used a folding fan, you know..."

"I know," Xiao Qingtian didn't let him finish his words, "I didn't reply until I saw blood." ”

Qingtian looked at the figure who had collapsed to the ground, stepped forward and took the money bag in her hand, as expected, exactly like her own. "Do you think I'm going to go to her family?" she asked.

"I think," Wu Qingqiu turned his head to look at the old man under the eaves across the road, "they already know." ”

Qingtian slowly turned her head, in a few seconds, she didn't know what kind of mood she was in, if what she saw was too familiar, she would faint again, she felt that she couldn't bear it all.

Fortunately, the results didn't frighten her too much. It was an old man he had never seen before, with trembling hands and trembling lips, looking at himself.

Qingtian quickly moved over and hugged the old man who had vicissitudes of life: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tears welled up in my eyes unconsciously.

"I know, I know. The old man's voice was slightly hoarse, but there was not much resentment, "You have done nothing wrong, she has committed too many sins." ”

The monster has lost its life, but the wind and rain continue, in a way, at least the monster is not the leader of this storm, and the wind and rain, but it may be the monster's spawner.

The two said goodbye to the vicissitudes of the old man and walked slowly in the dirty blood water. "Where do you think it is?" Qingtian asked softly, and in the face of the girl's death, she was calm and did not speak.

Wu Qingqiu was behind her, staring at the back of her head and secretly inhaled, "The lake in the city." ”

Qingtian didn't ask why, didn't even say a word, and the two of them walked in silence to each other towards the most likely leader of the storm.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or something else, the shape of Qi City is a very standard square, and the northern city is also different from what they have seen all the way from Aoba City, except for the large lake in the center of the city, many places in the urban and rural streets are full of rivers and lakes.

And at this moment, the scarlet blood water is gathering into this central lake bit by bit with this pouring rain. Blood and water came from all directions, almost no different from what they expected, and there were many monsters hidden in the city that were as life-threatening as girls.