It was very uncomfortable for Satoru to be caught under the squeaky socket, and the blood in his whole body rushed to the scoop of his head, and his head was shaking and buzzing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You let me go!" kept shouting for Cen Mo to let her go, but it didn't work.

Cen Mo didn't put Wu down, but the strength of Wu in his hand was lightened a lot.

Gradually, Satoru gave up the struggle, and except for the faint pain in the place where he was strangled in his stomach, the rest of the place was fine.

was so rude, and Zhiwu was taken by Cen Mo to the place where Cen Mo wanted to go.

It's still the same village.

In the village full of thatched houses, you can only hear the hula at night, and the sound of the thatched grass being lifted falls on Satoru's ears, which is very harsh.

When he arrived at the place, Cen Mo still didn't let go, and because of the struggle with Cen Mo along the way, his limbs and head became very sore.

"Can you let me down?" Wu's tone was very reluctant, cold and okay, even Cen Mo, who was not in Wu's body, was calmed by Wu's cold aura.

As soon as the hand was released, he fell to the ground without a doubt.

It was pitch black all around.

Zhiwu couldn't even see where Cen Mo was, so he could only guess by feeling.

Suddenly, there was a little fire in front of me.

Little by little, the firelight illuminates the village.

Then, there was more and more fire. This in turn illuminates the entire village.

Only then did he realize that Cen Mo had walked at the entrance of the village without knowing when.

Hurry up and keep up.

She found that this person was really strange,

You say he's not serious, he's more serious than anyone else.

You say he's serious, he's less serious than anyone else.

Now Cen Mo stood on the head of the burning village with a serious face.

Looking at the pieces of firelight, thoughtful.

Darkness is always intimidating.

There was darkness behind him, and he consciously followed Cen Mo and saw what was going on in the village from Cen Mo's point of view.

I saw the firelight shining on hundreds of bodies, and in the flickering firelight, the wriggling bodies became more and more hasty.

When Cen Mo saw this scene, he rushed forward without saying a word.

Rushing towards the flickering firelight.

Looking at Cen Mo's long background, Xue Wu also quickened his pace to keep up.

Satoru's height is too short, and even though he has been here for so long, he hasn't seen much of his growth.

As a result, Satoru is now shuttling through the crowd and becoming more and more petite.

For some reason, Satoru always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't say it, just like the last time he entered this village, it was this strange feeling.

As for why, she couldn't say.

Maybe he thought too much, but he comforted himself in his heart, and quickly followed Cen Mo, afraid of being dumped by Cen Mo.

She really didn't like this feeling, it was very depressing.

Enlightenment's small steps were not as fast as Cen Mo's, and she now wished that she could be caught under Cen Mo's squeaky nest, which would be much easier than now.

Because, the current enlightenment can no longer catch up with Cen Mo.

Cen Mo had completely disappeared from Satoru's sight.

The people around seemed to be crowding into one place, and it was very noisy, but I couldn't hear what they were saying, as if it was a dialect, and it didn't seem to be.

Originally, I realized that there was still a road in front of me, and as I walked, the road in front of me was blocked by this group of people with torches.

When Satoru saw the look in someone's eyes in the crowd, Satoru thought she knew why she thought it was strange.

Their eyes really miss the eyes of that little girl named Jiang Jin!

Suddenly, the heart of enlightenment was shocked.

Suddenly I felt as if I was in danger.

"Cen Mo-" Realizing that he was afraid in his heart, he shouted Cen Mo loudly.

But the voice of enlightenment was drowned out by a cacophony of voices.

Satoru looked around in pain, fear spreading through Satoru's mind like the sea irrigating it.

She became more and more afraid of what this torch-carrying hand would do to her.

Although their focus now doesn't seem to be on her.

Suddenly, a man's head turned from his original gaze to Satoru's side, it was a tall and strong young man, and through the torch in his hand, Satoru found that he was not bad.

Then, however, the heads of the others turned to Satoru's side as the young man's head turned, and Satoru formed an encirclement all around him.

From the point of view of enlightenment, it is impossible to see the edge at a glance.

"Cen Mo—" Wu shouted desperately, hoping that Cen Mo could hear him, but no one answered.

It is estimated that Cen Mo has gone far.

Satoru was in a hurry, but there was no way, and one by one his eyes followed the torch towards Satoru.

Mechanically, realizing that everyone around her gathered the torches, and there were more and more people around her.

She wanted to escape, so she found a place with a slit between their legs and got in.

Before the plan was implemented, his back collar was pulled up.

The strong force caught Satoru off guard, and she even maintained the action of drilling the thigh seam.

I took the opportunity to take a look at the person who lifted himself up, and found that it was the tall and strong young man from Fang Cai!

Her heart was beating faster and faster, and she didn't expect this grotesque-looking person to be able to lift her up with one hand so easily!

High in the sky, Wu Wu saw the person she was thinking about asking for help, Cen Mo!

He's already on the other side of the village!

At that moment, I realized what despair is.

In deep despair, Satoru could see that death had been beckoning to her.

Satoru pressed her eyes, hoping they weren't too cruel to her.

Sure enough, Satoru felt like she was descending at a rapid rate, and she could even hear the whirring of the wind in her ears, mixed with the sound of thatch being blown by the wind, messy and cold.

As Satoru thought, she was now free from that hateful hand, and was thrown out of the sky by that man.

This fall, I realized that I don't want to save my life, I just want to die not to be too painful.

……

Cen Mo hurried here because of the housekeeper's words, not for anything else, but because of his great-grandfather,

What his great-grandfather did, others didn't know, but Cen Mo knew better than anyone else.

It started with a little thing ten years ago.

At that time, Cen Mo was still young.

His father would always punish him for various reasons, and at that time, even when he was punished, he didn't even know what he had done wrong.

However, punishment is inevitable.

Cen Mo's heart was cold, and he swore that one day, his father's estate would come to his hands, and from then on he could get rid of his father's shackles.

It didn't take long for him to get his wish.

His dad died.

Without any warning, the doctor said that he died of illness, and Cen Mo was the only descendant of the Cen family, and he inherited the Cen family's family business as a matter of course.

But while inheriting the Cen family's business, he also learned another news that is not known to ordinary people.

That's the village.

Village of the Dead!