The wound on Meng Nanxun's shoulder was dripping with blood, little by little, falling on the dense bamboo knots under his feet, and quietly seeping into the ground.

She looked up at the moon hanging lonely in the bright sky above her head, just like herself at this time. She had forgotten how many times she had seen the moon so round over the years, because it had always been the same, as round as it had been 23,000 years ago.

Meng Nanxun recalled the happy times he used to be with Brother Wei, and remembered the various fetters and pasts between him and Youtu. She asked herself what kind of feelings she had for this strange-tempered sister.

If she had to find out, she thought, she should hate Youtu, if it weren't for her and her Youclan back then, how could Brother Wei be crusaded by the people of the world!

In the end, Brother Wei died to protect them, so for more than 20,000 years, Meng Nanxun and Youtu have been running around the world in order to resurrect Wei Yang, looking for the right opportunity in their own ways.

Every time they were close to success, the flame of hope was extinguished again and again, and then rekindled in other parts of the world, urging them to go on their way again.

Meng Nanxun and their sisters have experienced too much of the hot and cold world in the past many years, and even many sisters have unfortunately died in the process.

It's a dream that will never come true, but they are always steadfast in what they believe in. Until he met Lang Hatetian.

Thinking of this, Meng Nanxun couldn't help but look up at the other mountain, where the incense cave was located.

It was from Lang Hatian that she saw the difference between the other party and many previous inheritors, and through her, she was able to see Wei Yang again. In her chest, the heart that had been beating firmly for thousands of years finally wavered, and she began to question what she had done all these years, and the innocent lives she had lost for her own selfish gain.

Is it really worth it, and is there any need to continue?

But there are some things that she can't resist and has no choice. Perhaps, the only thing he can do is to do his best to protect this child, which is also Brother Wei's wish.

Thinking of this, Meng Nanxun's heart finally got a trace of redemption, but she could never forgive Youtu in her heart.

"Brother Wei was killed by you, all because of you. She looked at the pit under her feet and said coldly.

The sound was soft, but it was clearly transmitted along the bamboo knot into the dark underground.

"It's because of this that I want the entire ghost clan to atone for Brother Wei's sins。。。。。。 ”

The words with a smile came from below, and Meng Nanxun was startled, and hurriedly jumped away from the spot. Those cages made of bamboo, which looked unusually strong, were vulnerable to the hands of Yutu.

With a roar, they had turned to powder, and Youtu's tall figure rushed into the air, covered in dirt and sawdust, slightly embarrassed.

"Sister Ototake, it turns out that you have always hated me like this. She shook off all the debris on her body, "I know that it was my fault that led to Brother Wei's death." ”

Youtu's words seemed very guilty and sad, and his tone softened a lot.

"I love Brother Wei, so I don't hesitate to sacrifice the entire Ghost Clan, which they owe to Big Brother. ”

"So you've planned it a long time ago?"

"Yes, from the moment Brother Wei died, I vowed to atone for the sins. ”

Meng Nanxun shook his head, with a look of regret on his face.

"Attu, Brother Wei's original intention was not like this, if he knew that you thought so, he would definitely not be happy. Besides, the ghost clan has declined to such a point in so many years, which can be regarded as providence. "But they didn't die as they deserved. ”

Youtu looked at Meng Nanxun's eyes, and there was a loneliness in his eyes that had experienced vicissitudes.

"Now Brother Wei has not recovered, and the ghost clan is no longer the same as it used to be, and I have nothing left. As she spoke, her momentum soared again, locking on the woman in front of her, "So, no one can stand in my way!"

Suddenly, a pitch-black chain stretched out from Youtu's hand, binding Meng Nanxun.

Meng Nanxun felt the substantial killing intent emanating from the other party's body, and muttered a little distractedly: "Even if it is your own good sister, can you kill it with your own hands?"

Youtu didn't answer her directly, but smiled apologetically at her, grabbed the chain with his left hand, and palmed his right hand, and a black beam of light stabbed at Meng Nanxun. However, Meng Nanxun was still in disbelief, and the beam of light had already penetrated her chest.

Behind her, at the end of the black beam, Meng Nanxun's blood flowed out of it. Meng Nanxun stared at Youtu deadly, but the latter's face was calm.

Bright red blood dripped from the sky, and the whole world was dark red when seen through it.

The moon, in particular, turned dark red.

Liang Ping rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen it wrong, but indeed, the moon was darkening little by little. He lowered his head and quickened his steps, shuttling from tent to tent.

In a nondescript tent in the camp, the phoenix was asleep. She has been worried about the safety of Youbaihua, but she is too tired, and in the end she can't support it, and gradually falls asleep.

The night outside had been peaceful, with only a few occasional insect chirps. Until there was a burst of shouting outside, there was still no sign of the phoenix waking up. Her body was already overdrawn, not to mention her internal injuries, and although she wanted to wake up mentally, her body was resisting.

"What the hell is going on out there。。。。。。 ”

She muttered hoarsely, too quiet, overshadowed by the noise outside the tent. At the entrance of the tent, there were two guards guarding, carefully watching the surroundings for any signs of intruders.

Suddenly, there was a man wearing a face scarf running towards him from a distance, and when he got closer, the other party shouted at them: "It is said that the intruder has been found over there, and there are still a lot of people, so hurry up and do a favor!"

"Really, caught so quickly!?"

One of the guards guarding the door was taken aback, but he didn't have much suspicion, and picked up his weapon and was about to follow, but the other person next to him was more alert and reached out to stop him.

"Wait. The guard looked the other man up and down, his words questioning, "I always felt that he looked a little strange, as if I had never seen him before. ”

With that, he raised his hand and pointed at the messenger, and commanded him, "Hey, take off your face towel, I think。。。。。。 ”

His words came to an abrupt end here, and there was no more second half of the sentence. Because he could no longer speak in his life.

The two guards guarding the door were lying on the ground at this time, their hands on their necks, blood soaking through the clothes on their chests, their limbs twitching, squinting at the two men behind them, holding short knives.

They had their throats cut in an instant.

Behind him, two men in black were wiping the knives in their hands, and one of them taunted at the two gradually cold corpses on the ground: If you know each other and leave quickly, you will not die so painfully. After the two guards guarding the door were eliminated, behind the tent, Youhao slowly walked out, nodded at the two men in black, and then leaned his face to the entrance of the tent.

A faint smell of medicine and blood came from inside. It was very quiet in the tent, Youhao waited for a while, no one came out, held the dagger upside down in his right hand, and gently lifted the heavy curtain with his left hand, and dodged into the tent.

Then, the two men in black disposed of the corpses on the ground, covered the blood stains on the ground with hay, quickly changed into the clothes of guards, held weapons, and stood guard in front of the door.

It seems that nothing has happened here.

Youhuang heard the conversation at the door of the tent, and in a daze, he felt that someone seemed to have entered the tent, and thought that Youbaihua had returned, and asked happily: "Sister Baihua, is it you?"

What answered her was the sudden light on the table, and Youhuang saw a man with short hair standing in front of the table.