Mu Qinghan looked at the still barren sky, her heart was unprecedentedly heavy, and she had no way out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info since the limit was broken, that voice has not stopped, and it has been echoing in her ears...... The content of the voice also changed from ordinary shouts to continuous low roars.

In the dark, this low roar was pointed all the way to the edge of the snowy region. The content of the low roar is not those seductive words, but has become the propaganda of self-strength.

Know who I am? Do you know that the sub-rat eats the sun? I am! Know who you are? The heir of the Oblivion Clan? No, no, no! You are my successor, and you are about to become my blood. Do you know what a solar devouring is? Not even the endless blazing sun can escape my grasp. Hehehe...... The source of the three rivers is my hometown, release my soul, and share prosperity with you!

These are the words over and over again. But...... No matter how Mu Qinghan responded to that majestic voice, that voice was silent. It rings only at the hour of the day. After this voice, there is also a voice that makes Mu Qingqing's heart move the most-

The witch spirit is strong enough to destroy the world. At that time, your son, your companions, your team, and your bandit group will all be wiped out. Everything about you will be gone. Only I can save you!

This is already the edge of the snowy region, and it is close to the source of the three rivers. Nearby, a group of people appeared. The group of people was ragged and unkempt, and they looked like travelers on a long journey. Their anxious expressions showed that they were panicked. The group was clearly on the run, and many of them even had more than one wound on their bodies.

Mu Qinghan's perception disappeared here, she closed her eyes and carefully sensed the guiding aura in the dark!

The aura of guidance dissipated completely, and a beautiful voice floated in the air.

A young man in white covered in blood was looking down to pick up the leaves of hay that had slipped from the back basket, and the moment he heard the song, he subconsciously glanced in the direction from which the sound came from. Then, everyone turned their eyes to Mu Qinghan, who had just arrived, and her appearance made these people a little afraid.

In the bushes, a big black-faced man hugged the unconscious woman, shouted loudly, whimpered and took off his coat to cover her bleeding skin. I didn't let go of it.、I didn't notice the melody in the wind at all.。

The eyes of a gray-clothed middle-aged man on the edge of the fire suddenly changed, and he retreated to the edge of the fire in fear, looking in the direction of the dense forest, the beautiful music was getting closer and closer, and the middle-aged man did not feel intoxicated at all, but grabbed the young man's hand, even though he did not know the man.

"What's wrong?" The young man had just finished picking up the blades of grass and was looking for something on the grass next to him, when his wrist was suddenly grabbed. Sensing the strange fear of his companion, he suddenly felt a twitch in his heart.

"Devourer! Demon Eater is coming! The middle-aged man completely ignored the snow robber who would wake up the snow robber who closed his eyes and recuperated, blurted out a sharp cry, trembling and grabbing the young man's hand hard, "Run...... Run! ”

"Devourer?" The young man gasped, clearly understanding the meaning of those two words. However, he was not afraid, not only did he not run away, but he also reluctantly picked up the grass to search: "I must first find my herbs!" ”

"Run...... Run away...... "The middle-aged man's accent was a little strange, not the lingua franca of the mainland, and I couldn't tell where it was. He saw that the young man insisted on not leaving, and the pair of hard-working mandarin ducks didn't care about anything else, their faces were pale, and they ran when they got up alone.

The music is getting closer and closer, permeating the night. The song spreads like water, as if it has a shape and a substance, viscous and deep, blocking people's steps.

The middle-aged man got up and ran a few steps, and suddenly his steps slowed down disobediently. He looked back, and his hands and feet suddenly went limp: "Demon Eater ......"

The sound of snoring and the sound of music were close, and in the jungle in the middle of the night, several human figures appeared and walked slowly.

The young man found himself as if he were trapped by the sound of the song, and tried to stand up, but could not move—he grabbed a branch from the ground with great difficulty, and held it up in front of him, and used it as a weapon,

The figures approached. However, the people walked in a strange way, as if they were sleepwalking, silently.

As he got closer, the firelight reflected his pale face, and at that moment, the young man blurted out in exclamation - it was actually a few corpses that had been dead for a long time!

The men walked in a strange way, their hands hanging straight down, swaying, as if sleepwalking; Strangely, however, the eyes of several of them were completely awake, full of fear and frenzy, and they were all about to bulge their sockets. However, as if manipulated by an invisible hand, they involuntarily walked slowly towards the fire.

Very strange situation. However, what made the young man exclaim was the person who appeared behind the group of rebels.

A beautiful woman, with waist-length hair and a piccolo, walked out of the dark night forest that exuded a cold air, and the bell on her wrist made a small sound under the moon.

There was a group of black storms around her, and those black winds were about to come out, and they could storm into a shocking energy at any time! Her countenance was so white and pure, cleaner than the frost of winter. Her facial features are also quite coordinated, like a fairy in a painting. It's just that...... The eerie aura made her beauty full of horror.

When I took a closer look under the moon, her moon-white skirt fluttered between her knees, and she had no feet!

The Devourer came leisurely with a flute, like a shepherd driving away lambs. However, in the sound of that flute, the terrifying corpses swayed from the depths of the dense forest and returned to the place of escape, slamming down to the fire and unable to move.

The slumbered middle-aged man was completely unable to move, and could only watch in horror as the woman appeared.

However, his consciousness slowly blurred and he fell into a deep sleep; The couple in the bushes next to them were also silent, apparently controlled by the same. Mu Qinghan also pretended to fall down - she realized that the holy power of the person who came was extremely strong, so she naturally didn't want to argue with her, so she could only hide herself first!

Only the young man was still soberly and opened his eyes as the terrifying and beautiful woman approached. Seeing the woman approaching, not only did he not reflexively flee, but suddenly knelt down, clasped his palms together and prayed: "Meet Lord Zimo, these are all sacrifices handed over to your old man's family, and there are a few who are still limit-breakers, please smile!" ”

"Hmmm! Well done! The girl spoke, but the voice was that of a man, and she was a man...... He put down the flute and looked over at the embarrassed-looking young man.

Mu Qinghan looked at this man who was even more beautiful than a beauty out of the corner of his eye, and was surprised for a while-there is still such a man in the world. Yes! The beauty of this man can only be described by the word "alluring the country and the city"! However, when she looked closely, she was suddenly shocked - the man looked exactly like herself!