It was a gloomy night, Shang Hong was lying on the bed tossing and turning, since that day Xiaojiao heard about the identity of Ah Ci, he had not taken care of himself for two days, he sighed lightly, I don't know what to do.

The other western swamp is as black as ink, like a sleeping beast in the depths of the abyss, full of danger and mystery.

There was also a light sigh in the dark room of the Tianyin Sect. Shang Jin's clothes were disheveled, his expression was haggard, his broken hair was scattered wantonly on his face, and his black hair was mixed with beads of sweat on his forehead, like black poisonous snakes wrapped around his pale and bloodless face.

She was still dressed in a fiery red garment, and she lay on the floor moaning and sighing quietly. The hands were clenched, the joints were distinct, the meridians burst out, the long nails sank into the delicate skin of the palms, and the blood stained her hands red, flowing to the floor, painting delicate and dazzling blood flowers.

"Master, I'm in so much pain." Shang Jin restrained her low roar, the bloodthirsty crazy idea of destroying the world continued to wash over her brain, only the pain in the palm of her hand could recall the little consciousness that remained, making her sometimes manic and sometimes sober.

"Then release it, good man." The voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, hoarse and demonic. The Tianyin Sect Master was dressed in a black robe mixed with dark red, his face was hideous, and he laughed hysterically, he gently stroked Shang Jin's head, this disciple is really talented, just over a month, the Tianyin Exercises have greatly improved, which leads to delirium and bloodthirsty, and it really doesn't disappoint: "Don't suppress yourself, vent, release, it's fine." "He guides the tempter.

"Ahh Shang Jin's clenched five fingers suddenly parted, and blood droplets were still hanging from the tips of his long nails. She rushed out of the Heavenly Chamber, and all the people of the Heavenly Yin Sect were killed by her palm, and all the disciples were stunned for a moment before fleeing in all directions.

Shang Jin seemed to be a demon, flying fiercely over the western swamp. After a while, they came to the quiet village where Shang Hong and the others stayed. She hovered over the cottage, and waves of qi emanated from the palm of her hand, and everywhere she passed, the houses were destroyed, and the whole village was like a hell of Shura, and the screams were endless.

Shang Hong and the others heard the sound, and what greeted them was a tragedy, and in just a moment, the village was almost slaughtered. Shang Jin wanted to attack a young mother holding a baby in front of him again, Shang Hong Xiaojiao and the others flew away, and before they suffered, Shang Hong was able to take them out of the battle circle.

As soon as everyone exhaled lightly, they saw Shang Jin turn around and attack backwards, and in that direction, Aunt Kang's family of three was there. Seeing this, Ah Ci's parents hugged Ah Ci tightly at the last moment, and the love of her parents was deep and eternal. Ah Ci's parents were hit hard in the back and fell to the ground.

"Jin'er!" Shang Hong shouted in grief: "Wake up." ”

Shang Hong stabbed Shang Jin in the shoulder with a sword, and the blood flowed like a torrent. Shang Jin was in pain, and his sloppy eyes gradually gained focus.

"Jin'er, what's wrong with you." Shang Hong stepped forward and hugged Shang Jin with pity. What a failure my brother has done, and I have put you in such a situation.

"Brother~Brother~" Shang Jin shouted slowly, his head cracking, as if he had a long and terrifying dream.

"Xiaojiao, take care of her." Shang Hong handed over the stunned Shang Jin to Nian Xiaojiao and walked towards Aci's family.

"Dad, mother." Ah Ci knelt beside her parents, crying and shouting. Uncle Kang and Aunt Kang have collapsed to the ground, not knowing whether they are alive or dead. The corners of Ah Ci's mouth were also oozing blood, and she was already injured.

Shang Hong squatted down to investigate, Uncle Kang was already fatal on the spot, he closed his wide-open eyes for him, and shook his head at Ah Ci. Aunt Kang's breathing is slight and there is still a trace of vitality, but her viscera has been broken, and she is afraid that she will not be able to return to heaven.

"Ahem, cough, cough~~" Aunt Kang coughed violently, and blood spurted out of her mouth, as if she would cough up all her internal organs.

"Auntie!" Ah Ci hugged her mother's head and suddenly entered the accident, making it impossible for her to deal with it.

"Acimo cry, good boy, live well." Aunt Kang touched Ah Ci's face with her hand, she was very loving, she was the only one left in the world, how could she rest assured? She turned back to Shang Hong and said, "Childe is kind, the Kang family only has this trace of blood, please let Childe take it in." ”

Shang Hong turned around to look at Xiao Jiao, just opposite his eyes. Xiao Jiao retracted her gaze and looked away.

"Okay." Shang Hong replied softly.

"Ah Ci, no~don't~hate, live well~" Aunt Kang gasped and said this with difficulty, her eyes overflowing.

"A-Niang, I just want you to live well." Ah Ci cried even more grief-stricken.

With reluctance and concern, Aunt Kang slowly lowered her hand and closed her eyes. Wife, I'm here to accompany you.

"Daddy! Auntie! Ah Ci's cry resounded through the sky, but it could not bring back the soul that had been separated.

Shang Hong patted Ah Ci on the shoulder: "I'm sorry, mourning." He turned around and walked towards Shang Jin, who was still stunned.

Looking back at the entire dilapidated village, almost slaughtered, everyone looked very solemn.

"Jin'er, what's going on with all this?" Shang Hong stood in front of Shang Jin and asked in a deep voice.

"Brother, I did all this?" Shang Jin burst into tears, very helpless, and his eyes were sad.

"Yes." Shang Hong Road.

"Brother, Sect Bishop I Tianyin Dafa, if you practice this exercise until you are small, it will cause the meridians to backlash, damage the brain, and go insane. I only feel bloodthirsty and uncomfortable in my heart, and only when I vent it can I alleviate it. Shang Jin said and squatted down with his head in pain: "My head hurts so much!" ”

"Jin'er, it's okay, it's my brother who is not good, and he didn't protect you." Shang Hong squatted down and hugged Shang Jin's thin and fragile body.

"Brother, I'm the devil." Shang Jin looked at the mess in this place, and the dozens of lives that had been lost, old and young, they just lay there, some of them staring at her with wide eyes, as if they were accusing her of sin. She had trouble accepting that she had done it.

"I'm trying to heal you, you're just sick." Shang Hong's heart aches, the naughty but kind-hearted sister who has taken in stray cats and dogs who have been homeless and beaten by everyone since she was a child, and will take care of the young birds that were picked up from the bird's nest by her brother's prank. Everything is as good as yesterday.

"Brother can't go back." Shang Jin's face was full of pain: "My body, my soul, have been eroded. What we do today is even more intolerable. Brother just think that Jin'er has passed away, and the one who is alive is no longer Shang Jin, I can't tarnish the reputation of the merchant, I'm just a monster now. Shang Jin held the knife and slashed several times at his face, and his pretty face was hideously hovering with several deep scars.

"Jin'er, what's the matter?" Shang Hong held Shang Jin's hands, afraid that he would hurt himself again.

"From now on, there will only be ghosts in the world, and there will be no business." After Shang Jin finished speaking, he flew towards the road and soon disappeared.

There was only a helpless voice in the air: "Tell Daddy that my daughter is not filial." If you forget me, you should never have my daughter. ”

After Shang Jin left, Shang Hong and the others began to clean up the village. The situation was extremely tragic, with less than 10 people left in the entire village. The survivors were grief-stricken, hugging their deceased loved ones and crying out. Shang Hong comforted everyone, and in order to prevent the plague from running rampant, all the corpses could only be disposed of in a centralized manner with corpse dispersion, and the survivors gathered in a few undamaged houses to rest. After everything was dealt with, Shang Hong and his entourage returned to Kang's house with exhaustion and heartache.

"Childe, my mind is full of the tragic death of my parents. I'm afraid, can you stay with me? Ah Ci's eyes were still red and swollen, and she choked up.

Because Aci's parents were killed by Shang Jin, Shang Hong was very guilty, he looked at Xiaojiao with a complicated mind, turned back, and finally replied: "Okay." ”

Ah Ci rested on the bed, covered the quilt, and looked at Shang Hong pitifully: "Thank you, son." ”

"I'm sitting right here, you don't need to be afraid." Zhong Yu moved the chair to the bed, and Shang Hong was sitting on his side.

Gillian and Qing Yu looked into the house through the unclosed door, the candlelight was rising, exuding a warm yellow light, Ah Ci's face was haggard, Shang Hong's back was resolute, if there was no previous bloody case, it was a very warm picture. They are a couple, Xiaojiao told herself silently.

"Let's go back to our room." Xiao Jiao said weakly to Qing Yu.

There is no moon outside the window, the darkness is as heavy as ink, and the night wind mixed with bleak cold hits from the window, which colds people and people's hearts. The candlesticks in the room were silent, and it was also pitch black, and Nian Xiaojiao and Qing Yu were lying on the bed, with thousands of thoughts.

"Qing Yu, let's leave." After countless sighs, Nian Xiaojiao spoke with difficulty. This decision seemed to drain all of Nian Xiaojiao's strength.

"What about my sister and the merchant son?" The two of them got along with each other, and both of them were in love.

"Some people have some things that are destined by heaven, and Ah Ci and him are already married to him, but I crossed the line. I always knew that he had a marriage contract, and I let myself accept his goodness, and the gentleness of my greed did not belong to me. Xiaojiao only felt that her heart was wrenching, and she could control what she did, but she couldn't control her sadness and heartache.

"Qing Yu knows that her sister is bitter, and Qing Yu is with her sister." Qing Yu gently hugged Nian Xiaojiao, hoping to relieve her pain slightly.

"Ah Ci's current situation, if it weren't for our arrival, maybe nothing would have happened." Xiao Jiao regrets not being at the beginning, and there is chagrin, self-blame and guilt. If it weren't for her injuries, Shang Hong wouldn't have stayed here, and Shang Jin might not have come to slaughter this village. Now, with the legal principle of marriage between her and Shang Hong, and the tragic death of the lonely and helpless Ah Ci and Ah Ci's parents, how can she be good with Shang Hong?

"Sister, even if it's for Shang Jin, Shang Gongzi will not leave, it's useless to think too much, my sister is relaxed. No one expected what happened tonight, and no one could control it. Qing Yu persuaded carefully.

The answer to Qing Yu was only a sigh. How can some lives be spared?

"Sister, can you think about where to go next?" Qing Yu saw that Nian Xiaojiao was depressed, and asked a different topic.

"I don't know, let's just walk around." Nian Xiaojiao didn't have much thought, just thinking about leaving first. Since some people are destined not to have it, they forget about it.

"Sister, I've always had something to hide from you." Qing Yu was silent for a while, bit her lip, and plucked up the courage to say to Nian Xiaojiao.

"Would you like to tell me now?" Qing Yu has always been hidden, Xiao Jiao has been clear from beginning to end, but she is waiting, waiting until Qing Yu is willing to say it.

"Senluo Hall is in trouble."