"Are they still alive?"

Ming Mo asked subconsciously. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hahaha...... What do you hope? Is it alive or dead? Maybe I can help you......"

The wooden villain couldn't help but laugh when he was amused by Ming Mo.

When Ming Mo heard such an answer, she instantly changed her face.

She clenched her knuckles as she walked forward, her teeth clenching, "Sooner or later, I'm going to find a way to clean you up!" ”

The wooden villain giggled in Ming Mo's body, and said something even more ugly, Ming Mo could only pat his stomach with one hand, only to hear the sound of "oops", and it was finally quiet.

She was still clutching the branch she had picked up, and the corners of her clothes were all dragged to the ground, making a dull "rustle" sound.

As we got closer, there was a loosening of the earth behind the house, very close to the fire.

It wasn't until Ming Mo saw the scene in the distance clearly that a trace of puzzlement appeared on his face.

She snapped her eyes shut to hold down her anomaly, and then shifted her feet to the front of the house with a pretended sluggish expression.

I saw that there was a bright bonfire burning here, and the man who was pretending to be the Green Tooth Army before was digging a deep hole in the light and putting the remains of the old couple down.

"You're here......" He stopped and turned to look at Ming Mo, "Do you want to come over?" ”

"Why are you here?"

"Let's see if you're telling the truth...... "Jieya handed the long shovel in his hand to Ming Mo, "You can do the rest yourself!" ”

Ming Mo silently took the shovel and pushed the soil on the edge of the pit inside.

The back of her neck was buried low, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the expression on her face quickly stiffened.

All the while, she didn't dare to look up into the hole.

"I can't......" she suddenly pushed the shovel to the side, "I can't do it, I can't see them again......"

As soon as he closed his eyes, his grandfather's blood-soaked eyes would appear in front of him, and his painful and reluctant look was like putting his forehead against him, staring at himself all the time.

Jieya quickly stepped forward and took the shovel, and stepped forward to block in front of Ming Mo.

His broad back just kept her out of the fire.

Ming Mo just looked at him like this, and gradually filled in the hole.

The shovel lifted the dirt and fell quietly, and the heavy and solid force of the arm wiped away the traces of a person in this world little by little.

The whole process was very fast, and then he turned his head to look at her silently, and Ming Mo realized that his face was full of tears.

"Thank you......"

She slowly pulled out a smile, the corners of her eyebrows slightly curved together, and she was still the same as before.

The defense in Jie Ya's heart was only then relaxed, but thinking of her previous confrontation in the army, she couldn't help but ask: "What you said is true?" Do you know the way to get past from the swamp? ”

Ming Mo looked at his face firmly, and his eyes slowly crossed his shoulders and landed on the newly built mound: "I didn't lie to you......"

"Okay, what are you capable of a little girl?" Jie Ya's tone was suddenly extremely tough, and he took a step towards where Ming Mo was, with a sense of oppression from top to bottom, "Or rather, the thing you hid......"

Ming Mo subconsciously began to retreat, but was caught by the cliff with his right hand very quickly, and the strength of the whole person was controlled in that wrist, so that no matter how much strength he had, he couldn't move.

"Say!"

He suppressed his voice and asked again.

"It's a puppet...... she immediately cried in a panic, "My grandfather is not in good health, and my brother has been working for others in Banli City for a long time, so Bo Ling ...... It was the worshipper of Muzi who made this puppet for me...... When you talk about power, you're actually enchanting! ”

In the distance, there was a small spot in the night, about shoulder-width apart, that shook casually.

The image of the branches touching each other suddenly overlapped, and the glow of the heat of a bonfire quickly returned to its original shape.

Jie Ya's eyes didn't move, but he also sensed the difference just now.

Ming Mo's right hand was firmly held by him, and the grievances in her heart were once again drowned in the moment when she continued to suffer pain, and she twisted her waist to break free from the control of the cliff.

For a short moment, Jie Ya took a deep breath smoothly, and then held his breath.

There seemed to be water ripples in the air.

In the night, this ripple silently spreads from a point to a circle with a diameter of half a mile at a speed invisible to the human eye.

And Jieya stood in the center of this circle, in the world that he had cut off from.

Within half a mile, all the plants and trees were still, the wings of the insects were frozen at the moment of waving, the green leaves were just in the posture of being carried by the wind, and Ming Mo's heart also happened to jump and stopped in the middle of the chest.

Jieya slowly let go of the hand holding her, looking at her expression that was just about to cry out loud, the muscles of her cheeks twitched together, forming a stiff arc, her upper teeth gently pressed against the middle of her lower lip, and the next second, she should be about to say - "let go of me".

One of Ming Mo's hands was raised near his shoulder, and the soft sleeves were frozen in the air with a flicking undulation.

A few strands of hair stuck to the ears a few inches away, tears just left the edge of the eye sockets, and the clothes on his body were the same as those of the Green Fang Army, no different.

Except for the depths inside her, those hostile eyes.

Jie Ya quietly stared at the eyes in her body, which were hidden in the darkness, and were glaring at herself with a vicious and frightened look at her.

The difference is that it is frozen in this moment, except for the inexplicable fear of the existence of this person, it may not be able to see through what is happening in less than a second.

These eyes were constantly devouring Ming Mo, and it looked both greedy and indifferent.

Jieya stretched out a finger to lift Ming Mo's chin, the originally very simple child, her extremely painful expression, should have been created in just one or two days.

Then, he turned and walked towards a point in the night.

There was just on the other side of the fire, and beside them were three wooden barrels, and the golden food in the barrels was sprinkled all over the ground.

Behind it is a low bush, about a man's height above the ground, where air meets air, and if you pay a little attention, you can see a clear line.

He stepped over the churning sparks towards the still landscape, sporadic coals passing through his robes, leaving no trace.

He soon came to the barrel, and the unusual sight became more and more obvious, as if something was in the darkness, and it was just stopped in that place.