After a while, the hand behind his back moved slightly.

The black sword was like a wild horse on the loose, and like a lightning bolt at great speed, shuttling back and forth in the crowd, stirring up pieces of blood.

"Ahh

"Spare your life."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to"

How could the elders of the demon clan who had always been pampered be artifact opponents, and those guards who had seen things badly had already fled for their lives, so how could they still take care of them.

This night, the Demon Spirit Mountain was drowned by the endless blood of the demon clan, this situation and this scene, just like the bloody storm set off by the saint who escaped with her son decades ago, in a trance, it was like the reincarnation of history.

Ye Xin stood behind the ghost plot, looking at the purgatory-like scene in front of him, and didn't know how to react for a while.

She is not Xia Jingfu, she has never been bullied since she was a child, chased and killed to flee everywhere, she has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world at a young age, and naturally she can't understand the monstrous hatred in his heart.

But in all fairness, if she was Xia Jingfu, if the environment of her life allowed, she would probably be like him, enduring for many years, just to stab the enemy, no matter how miserable she cried and begged for mercy, she would not be shaken by this.

From others to herself, she knows that from today to the future, every effort is to have the strength to find out the black hands behind Ye Yuan, defeat them, and make them pay the price for their unsightly calculations.

Just like in the previous life, let Ye Yuan and Ye Xue go to prison, I am afraid that it will be cheaper for these people.

Such a vicious snake and scorpion's calculation should be repaid with eternal remorse!

In the screams and blood, Ye Xin secretly clenched his fists.

She will no longer be afraid, she will no longer be confused, no matter how strong those people are, how deeply they are hidden, and how well they are disguised, she will not give up.

She will walk the path under her feet step by step, accumulate herself little by little, and break those people's wrists inch by inch.

She will be fearless, no matter how dark and difficult it is and how thorny the ground is, she will take every step and keep moving forward.

Just as her blood was boiling, the cold palm was merciless, "snapping" on the back of her head.

"What do you think? I've called you a few times and you didn't respond. Ghost Mou looked ugly and glared at her.

Ye Xin hurriedly came back to his senses: "What advice do you have?" ”

"Tell me how big you are, hurry up, the demon army is coming, if you don't leave, just wait here to die."

The ghost plot jumped onto the thousands of miles of clouds and said to Ye Xin angrily.

It turned out that he was also afraid, but thinking about it, they attacked the Demon Clan Temple and killed the Demon Clan Elders, which was to become mortal enemies with tens of millions of Demon Clan players.

The demon army composed of tens of millions of demon players and NPCs can trample on Ghost Mou and Ye Xin every minute.

Ye Xin didn't dare to be in a daze anymore, and neatly boarded the Qianli Cloud, and they quickly rose into the air and fled far away.

They walked in a hurry, but they didn't find that under the temple, there was a demon clan elder who still had a breath of breath.

Before he died, the elder used blood as a curse, and all the unjust souls who died in vain that night were used as tools to condense into a drop of blood.

This blood bead seemed to be conscious, and after it was condensed, it actually moved against the wind, chased after the ghost plot thousands of miles away, and quietly attached to him.

When he arrived in the peach blossom forest, the ghost plotted to chase the leaves in his heart.

Ye Xin saw that he had neither given a reward nor a follow-up task, so he couldn't help but be very strange and kept asking.

Impatient with her question, the ghost plotted to drop the black wind-chasing sword angrily.

"Alright, okay, I'll leave this thing to you. Uh-"

He suddenly clutched his neck, spat blood from his mouth, and fell headlong from the clouds.

What's the matter, Ye Xin hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, but as soon as his hand touched him, he touched the blood on his hand.

"Blood, blood curse."

He struggled to spit out a few words, his eyes drifting away.

"Mr. Ghost, Mr. Ghost!" Ye Xin hurriedly called his name.

Xia Jingfu raised his hand with difficulty, and when Ye Xin saw this, he hurriedly asked him what he was going to do.

"Brocade, tips."

Ye Xin took off an old green bag on his waist, held it in the palm of his hand, and called out "Mother" in a low voice, and his breathing gradually stopped.

Dead, dead?

Always dressed in bright red, demonic, and uncertain, the ghost plotted Xia Jingfu, just, just died?

Ye Xin hugged the ghost plot's gradually cold body, unbelievable.

What about the good name that moves the world?

What is the fear of all those who say good?

Sun Yunrui, Boss Sun, is still waiting for him to go back.

He's just avenged his mother's murder.

No, it can't be.

Obviously, it is clear that the ghost plot will be powerful in the entire "Nine Heavens" in the future.

What the hell went wrong, and why did he die?!

Ye Xin was puzzled.

Suddenly, an idea popped into her mind.

Yes, the ghost plot should not die, if you want to save him, unless, unless you go back!

How to make the system roll back, Ye Xin thought of an idea for a while.

Report a bug!

She was afraid that the ghost would die, so she quickly opened the online customer service.

"Hello dear players, I am customer service number 120, I am happy to serve you, can I help you?"

Ye Xin stabilized his voice and said, "Hello, I seem to have found a bug, an NPC died in my arms, can you come and take a look?" ”

When the other party heard this, he immediately said in a nervous voice: "Okay, dear player, may I ask what your ID is and where is it now." ”

Ye Xin reported his ID and coordinates, and soon someone came.

"Hello, are you the player who reported the bug?"

Hearing the voice, Ye Xin raised her head, because it was late and it was backlight, she didn't see the person clearly, but the voice was really familiar.

She asked the person with some uncertainty, "Qingyan?" ”

"Dear player gentleman, I'm Technical Processing Engineer No. 233." The other party saw that she recognized the wrong person, and took the initiative to introduce.

Ye Xin was suspicious, and moved the arm that had been holding the ghost scheme.

"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person, this is the bug I reported, I just did a task with him, this NPC was fine before, and suddenly died, so I called your customer service."

No. 233 crouched down, expertly rubbed the devil's cheek, and pressed hard under the cheekbones.

If it had been placed in the past, Ye Xin would have felt strange, but after a few days of training in the special recruitment examination system, she had already understood that in the virtual world, such an action was actually No. 233 reading the file of the ghost plot through the feeling in her fingers.

Within minutes, 233 stopped.

"Dear players, thank you for the bug you reported, it has been fixed for you, and you can continue the mission."

As he spoke, Ben had no breath, and a cold cloud of ghosts slowly became warm, and he actually came to life.

Although he didn't say how he did it, Ye Xin knew that the action he had just made to press his cheekbones had actually "restarted" the ghost scheme.

It turned out that the switch to turn off and restart NPCs in "Nine Skies" was actually on the cheekbones on the face.

Ye Xin thought secretly, I don't know if if I press the cheekbones of the BOSS, will I directly "close" the boss, and then clear the customs?

I can give it a try. (To be continued.) )