In Anyang Village, Youwen pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, patted the dust that did not exist in his palm, and glanced at the warm sun hanging high in the air. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info yesterday the only remaining villagers hugged his "lone seedling" and hid in this dilapidated hut, where did he know that the harmless little child who had been protecting him was the troubled god of killing!

The ghostly frown and slapped his palm on the crooked wooden plank, and the waist-high threshold instantly turned into a cloud of debris.

With his little head held high, he strode out of the cabin, the sun shining on his delicate little face, which became more and more transparent. He walked through the village strewn with corpses on his short legs, looking very happy.

At first, the villagers were frightened, but they would also collect the corpses, bury them in the ground, and wail in pain. But when more and more people died, the remaining villagers were a little numb in fear, thinking that it would be better to die early, at least there were people to collect the corpses, and I don't know if there would be that blessing to be buried in the earth after they died.

The hearts of men are selfish, and gradually, no one cares about the corpses anymore, leaving them to lie on the ground, surrounded by mosquitoes and flies.

"Auntie, Sister Rong Qing said that you must know the etiquette of being a demon. You want to thank you, for sending such a big gift to Youwen, I will let the ghost king give you a good baby! ”

Youwen squatted in front of an eldest lady and thanked him in a proper manner. If you ignore this environment and the terrifying words he says, you will definitely praise this child for knowing etiquette at such a young age.

That lady had actually been killed by the ghost pattern half a month ago, and the corpse was here, and the corpse was all over the place, and the corpse qi on her dark face gradually began to rot, and under the wrinkled eyelids was a pair of shriveled eyeballs.

The little fleshy hand poked the ground, pursed his lips, and a very interesting thought suddenly appeared in his mind, he stretched out his hand to take a few bamboos leaning aside, the purple light flashed in his hand, and the bamboo was split into several bamboo sticks more than a foot long with a few clicks.

He picked out two at random and grinned at the eldest lady, indescribably innocent. I saw that as soon as he flipped his wrist, the bamboo stick accurately pierced into the eyes of the eldest lady, and several small insects sensed the movement, twisted their fat bodies and squeezed out, wandering on her gray face.

"Haha, fun, fun!" The ghost stripe clapped his hands and applauded, with an innocent smile on his face, and a pair of smart and lively eyes suddenly bent into a crescent moon.

He rose up, floating in mid-air, looking at the corpses everywhere, stretched out his little finger and tapped his head, suddenly the purple light flashed in his hand, all the bamboo sticks flew out of his hands, shooting in all directions, piercing into the eyes of each corpse without a mistake, he followed the appearance of Zhong Lixie and hugged his arms to look at his masterpiece, and giggled.

"It's fun—"

Before he knew it, the sun was setting, and he glanced at the darkening sky, pouted reluctantly, and slowly shook his body and flew out of the village. He was going to find a new place to eat souls before sunset, and the Demon Venerable had only given him a year, which was almost.

When Shao Chen arrived in Anyang Village, the sky was already dark, giving people a deep and depressed feeling. She stood on the top of a poplar tree at the entrance of the village, quietly looking at the silent village in the mist in the distance, for some reason, she actually felt a hint of familiarity, and her heart inexplicably swelled a little panic.

Stretched out his palm and condensed a purple flame, sensing the surrounding aura, when it shot at the mist, the cluster of faint purple flames seemed to be aware of it, and danced to itself, and the mist at the entrance of the village gradually dispersed under the swaying of the purple flame, revealing a gravel paved path.

A mist swept across her face, causing her to tremble for a moment, "This is the Lost Soul Array!" ”

Startled, he nearly fell off the treetops, staring at the scattered mist in amazement. The Lost Soul Array was a first-class auxiliary formation in her Demon Realm Phantom Array, how could it appear in a small village in the Human Realm?

Don't?

She looked towards the village in surprise, and with a light tiptoe, she skimmed over the green treetops and quietly landed in the village. In the eyes, the eyes were full of devastation, corpses everywhere, and the ears were full of mosquitoes and flies "buzzing", Shao Chen frowned, raised his hand and waved out a purple light, and the corpses within a radius of ten zhang disappeared instantly, annihilated behind the air.

There was no disturbing sound, and a very familiar aura permeated the silence of the village, which touched her heart. She followed her breath so excitedly that she forgot to fly, just as she had seen her master standing in front of her waiting for her when she was a child.

"Master-" Shao Chen slammed open a wooden door and called excitedly, with a smile on his face that he had never seen in all these years, and a smile like a bright moon seemed to infect the whole world.

But what was waiting for her was a house full of rotting corpses and heavy cobwebs on the beams, and there was no figure in her heart, and it was suddenly like a basin of cold water poured on her heart, cool and cool.

"Master—" Shao Chen stood in the doorway, and called out.

Of course, no one answered, and a fly flew over in a swaying manner, hitting the magic of Shao Yan's talisman and flashing with purple light, and the fly instantly turned into dust.

After staring blankly at the fly for a long time, he ran out of the hut and rekindled hope, looking room by room. The breath is so strong, the master must be here!

It's no wonder that Shao Zhi will mistake the breath of the ghost pattern for Feng Xiu, when the god is stoned, the demon venerable uses himself as the traction to awaken the ghost pattern in advance, so that the power of his origin is the magic power of Feng Xiu, and it is also the breath of Shao Zhi's dreams.

"Master-" The search was fruitless, and Shao Zhi flew over Anyang Village and shouted into the distance, "Where are you?" ”

The voice mixed with magic spread out layer by layer, Shao Chen closed his eyes, and two lines of tears flowed down, "The little water sound is here-"

From hope to disappointment, Shao Chen felt the pain in her heart like a knife, she gathered her magic and fell to the ground, hugged her knees and cried, in this quiet night when no one was around, as if she wanted to confide in the grievances and resentments of these years.

"Ahh

After a long time, a purple light rose into the sky and stumbled into the distance. Shizun is not here, and there is no need for her to stay, she wanted to see what the ogre demon looked like, but she didn't want to taste the heartache that she had not seen for a long time.

Suddenly a distant voice appeared in the void, "Alas-" The voice sighed, and the ethereal voice added a bit of gloom and desolation to the barren village.

The cold moon hung high, and Anyang Village was already bathed in a sea of fire, and under the light of the fire, ten miles of smoke rolled up. Tomorrow, this once peaceful village will completely disappear from the world, leaving no trace.

The voice of the void said with emotion: "Mortals, what an ant-like existence! ”

Shao Chen, who came out of Anyang Village, followed a direction indiscriminately, speeding aimlessly with his eyes closed, and accidentally crashed into the cliff of a mountain cliff, and with a "pop", it was embedded in the stone wall.

The purple mangs around her body melted the hard stone wall, and she fell off the cliff in an instant without support.

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