"How does it taste?" Ma Liansha looked at Ye Mu expectantly, waiting for a good review from him.

"So-so. Ye Mu said.

"Cut, it's rare to make it for you to eat. Marentha pouted.

Ye Mu didn't know how to coax girls, so he just didn't talk to her. Marensa stayed for a while, and then went to the kitchen and got busy.

In addition to cooking, she also works part-time as a dishwasher and cleaner, and is very diligent. Only at this point, Ye Mu didn't feel that she had been a lady, like a diligent nanny.

The blood pattern has been smelted several times, and it has not been practiced yet. Fortunately, Ye Mu could let the clone help him refine the blood pattern.

One morning after ten years, Ye Mu heard someone knocking on the door, so he changed his appearance and went to open the door.

Outside the door was a group of men in hats and red robes, with wooden batons pinned to their waists and a bud embroidered on their heads. Apparently a group of patrol officers.

"Who are you?" asked Ye Mu's old man tremblingly.

"Sir, have you noticed any suspicious people lately?" said the patrolman, pulling out a portrait from his bosom.

On the portrait is a woman with a beautiful left face like an envoy, and a woman with a festering right face that looks like a devil, it is none other than the appearance that Ye Mu has become.

"I haven't seen it. "Ye Mu's lying skills are very strong, his face does not change, and his heart does not beat.

"If you ever see this man, you must run away in time, she has already killed seventeen people in the city. This damn murderer is a cruel and ruthless demon, you must run when you see her!"

The patrol officer instructed repeatedly, and Ye Mu pretended to be afraid and nodded.

After the patrol officer left, Marensa came behind Ye Mu and asked, "Mr. Ye Mu, who is coming?"

Ye Mu looked back at her and said, "A group of people who will bring trouble." ”

The panic in Spring City continues, and there are now countless patrol officers stationed at various intersections, who are patrolling day and night, looking for possible traces of murderers.

As the culprit, Ye Mu, he was not panicked at all. Because of the perfection of illusion, everyone is tracking down a woman who does not exist in this world at all, and no one will suspect him as a man who is very qualified in all aspects.

The blood streak is finally smelted. Ye Mu swallowed his saliva and began to try to swallow this blood mark. But as soon as he entered his mouth, Ye Mu felt a burst of coldness from the inside out.

It was a terrifying, terrifying coldness, as if I was back in the snow and ice all of a sudden.

In the ice and snow, twenty people with familiar faces, but who had not even spoken a word or two, lined up in two rows and walked forward.

Ye Mu followed behind them, his body moving forward uncontrollably.

"Where are we going?"

Ye Mu asked the person beside him, he turned his head and looked at Ye Mu with those empty and godless eyes, which made Ye Mu creepy and had a feeling of being targeted by a demon.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Mu like this. Immediately afterwards, the people around him all looked back at him, and finally everyone stopped and looked at Ye Mu.

These people, Ye Mu looked at their strange and familiar faces, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. There is no doubt that in the bloody rain of more than 20 years in Spring City, all the dead and missing people are here.

And the culprit who killed them was none other than Ye Mu.

"Damn. Ye Mu scolded, because he saw that the person at the back had opened his big mouth, and he slowly turned into a humanoid monster with blurred flesh and blood, and pounced on Ye Mu, followed by everyone around him began to change a little bit, and finally turned into all kinds of weird monsters, and pounced on Ye Mu.

Ye Mu had no way to fight back, and he couldn't even use the blood pattern. He once again felt this feeling of powerlessness and could only be slaughtered by others, which was really uncomfortable.

But so what?

Ye Mu could only close his eyes, screaming and wailing while being torn off pieces of flesh and blood by the monsters.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Mu found that the monsters in front of him had already walked away one by one, and when he could control his body to sit up again, the first thing he felt was a burst of pain.

Compared with the pain of cutting the skin and the pain of cutting the flesh, this pain is more powerful. The bones all over the body were trembling and aching.

Sitting up, Ye Mu looked at the emptiness around him, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. In front of you, there is only endless ice and snow. The sun is bright, the light is bright, not even the slightest ray of light is gone

It's pitch black, but you can forget the whole world at a glance.

It was very weird, Ye Mu tried to stand up and walk in the snowfield. He wanted to shout, but his vocal cords seemed to have been damaged by the assault and he couldn't make any sound.

I don't know how long I walked, Ye Mu felt very tired, and he lay down in the snow. Look up at the dark and dreary. Nothing but white snowflakes could be seen.

Gradually, Ye Mu didn't feel the cold anymore, his breathing slowly became weak, even the blood slowly coagulated, and his heart began to slowly become lazy.

A minute later, Ye Mu was buried in the snow, unable to feel anything, unable to think about anything.

Breathing seemed to stop.

The cold, the darkness, and the pain that tormented him were gone.

This world has returned to the state of the beginning of Lian Sheng-nothingness.

Everything is nothing, nothing exists.

Ye Mu's vision gradually became brighter, he felt that he was very light, and when he flew into the air, the whole world began to become bright and dazzling.

A shining red sun is slowly rising. When the warm sun shone on this world, Ye Mu saw "himself" buried in the snow. He was so pitiful and lonely, with no one around him but cold ice and snow.

"Ye Mu ......"

A deep voice came, like thunder, and the sound shook for thousands of miles.

Ye Mu slowly raised his head, looking at the clouds that were gradually being pushed away, and a face of harmony appeared behind the clouds.

"Is it time for your trip to end?"

A deep voice asked.

Ye Mu looked at "himself" who fell in the snow, and didn't think that he seemed to be dead. He looked at the face behind him again, a little hesitant.

If the end of a life is death, then it seems that you have come to the end. Because he devoured too much blood in his heart, he finally ushered in a tragic death? But I feel that it is very consistent with my bloody life.

Ye Mu was about to nod, but he heard the neighing of horses.

Turning his head, he saw a blonde woman riding a horse to his side. She knelt on the rain and used her body to warm herself.

She was...... Who?

Ye Mu couldn't recognize this woman, but she felt extremely familiar and inextricably linked with herself.

Gradually, many people rushed to "themselves", they lit the fire, boiled a large pot of hot soup, helped themselves to the fire, and let their bodies feel warm little by little.

Remember that I have a permanent address for a bronze tripod