Jiang Yue stood in place blankly, watching in a daze as Qiu Yan gradually walked away holding Juanya's body, until he disappeared into the wind, frost and cold shadows, and could no longer see his figure clearly.

His mind was in a state of confusion, and he couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment.

In this unreasonable day, the whole town of Foshan has undergone unexpected shocking changes, and it seems that everything is wrong and different from before.

His mind was in turmoil, and for some reason there was always a feeling of fear, as if he seemed to think of something, but that cold and chilling feeling made him almost instinctively want to give up thinking about it.

Jiang Yue closed his eyes, stood under the big shame tree, and suddenly took a deep breath.

.....

Grandma stood on the hillock of the dark cave, looking into the distance, the tall and majestic mountains were still there, but the village was no longer lively. Occasionally, one or two shadows passed by, and if you looked closely, they were nothing more than wild dogs and wild cats.

The grandmother, who has been fasting and reciting Buddha for many years, did not sleep peacefully on this night. She left the silent underground cavern and hid in the windswept corner. Not surprisingly, she also saw that Foshan Town was now in ruins, and after being moved, she seemed to be more repentant and older.

After thinking about it for a while, Grandma's eyes accidentally swept under the hillock, and her body shook suddenly, and she stood up all of a sudden.

Under the hillock, a man walked up, and it was Liang Qiuyan.

The cold wind whistled, and the man stepped out of the snow. He hugged the body of a woman horizontally, and looked ahead, Grandma may have been a little dizzy, but he saw an extremely evil aura that seemed to be rolling and surging around him, like a roaring beast, like a roaring demon.

The gray and dusty sunlight shone between the heavens and the earth, but it could not shine into his figure, and the red flames burned in his eyes, as if the ghosts and gods who had finally completely unshackled after a long period of imprisonment, on this day, at this moment, were burning madly and wantonly.

The exposed skin on his body was accompanied by light black stripes, but they did not damage his flesh and blood in the slightest, affecting his movements, as if those stripes were born on him, as if they were one.

Time seemed to freeze, and all the creatures on the hill suddenly fell silent, and all that was left was the fierce killing intent that had never been seen before, like a sea tide, like an angry wave, and the clouds were rolling, following the man's figure, surging forward.

Grandma's face was bloody, where had she ever seen such a formation, her eyes were full of fear, and she looked at Qiu Yan and his strange red eyes and silver hair in amazement.

"Young man..."Grandma was conscientious, trying to wake up Qiu Yan, but after a while, her eyes fell on the face of the woman in Qiu Yan's arms, looking at the familiar and pale face, and the breath of death that she was all too familiar with.

Grandma's face also turned pale, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she said in a low voice. "Anya!"

Qiu Yan glanced at him, without any expression, not even stopping his steps, still continuing to walk forward, and at the same time said a sentence expressionlessly, cold as water. "Get out of the way!"

Grandma was intimidated by his momentum, and for a while she subconsciously stepped aside, and then followed Qiu Yan's side, saying eagerly. "Anya, this girl, didn't you go out to look for it, how did you become like this?"

Qiu Yan's face was as pale as ice, unmoved, and he still walked forward with Juanya in his arms.

Grandma was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but she didn't dare to approach Qiu Yan at all, and the invisible and shadowless evil aura around him made her feel creepy.

Walking into the dark cave, Qiu Yan's appearance caused an uproar, but no one dared to ask what was going on, and the darkness roared around him.

Qiu Yan's footsteps did not stop until in front of Hu Mu, and he stood silently, his eyes slowly lowered, and fell on the face of Hu Anya in his arms. Her face was unusually pale, but her expression was very serene, as if this chest was her most reassuring place.

There seemed to be a faint smile of satisfaction at the corner of her mouth, and Qiu Yan even seemed to hear her previous silver bell laughter at this moment. The girl blushed as if she were laughing at her as if they had met for the first time.

Her voice was pleasant, like the lingering sound of the verdant bamboo forest on Heyue Island.

The wind lingered in the cave, gray and swaying, taking away all illusions, and she finally left. Qiu Yan silently squatted down and slowly laid Juanya's body flat on the ground, his movements were extremely gentle, as if he was afraid that a little force would hurt her, with a little guilt, he said softly. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect her."

"Anya! My daughter! Hu Mu screamed hysterically, lying on Juanya's corpse and screaming in disbelief. Also, the three daughters of the Hu family died one after another, just for the legend that never gave up the world, and how many people can accept it as a mother.

After a while, Hu's mother's eyes were dilated, sometimes smiling, sometimes crying out in pain, and she whispered to the corpse, as if telling the madness of her fate in this life. She slowly stood up, raised her eyes and stared ahead, the shadows of the tunnel looming over her figure, and she laughed silently in the dark corner. Suddenly, there was a roar, painful, and pointed to the villagers around with hatred.

"It's all because you killed my daughter! I curse you people for ruining people, disaster to the nine tribes, lonely and helpless, and you will not die a good death! After enjoying the poisonous resentments of the world, and then suffering from the pain of karmic fire, there will be no peace forever! There are many roads of reincarnation, so let this wind and snow as evidence, the sun and the moon will bloom the flowers on the other side, and they will never wither! I'm waiting for you in hell! ”

Roaring hatred poured out of the woman, with the most vicious curse of this time, with the darkest wanton and rage.

'Peng! There was a loud bang, and the surrounding air vibrated and spread in a thrilling way through the dark cave walls. The dark tide was boiling, as if the carnival had reached the extreme, and the crimson color was like a jubilant elf, dancing violently, splashing on the side of Qiu Yan's face.

There was a moment of silence in the dark hole, and then a commotion erupted, and screams and exclamations came from all directions one after another, but no one cared, and they were sad.

Qiu Yan watched the drops of red dripping to the ground along with the cave rock, like a mandala under the three-life bluestone, which made people feel sad.