The grass and trees snapped and flew in all directions. The towering giant tree was uprooted, exposed to the air with its mud roots, slightly stained with blood. From a distance, it looks like countless tiny black and red snake tails, slowly writhing in the wind.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and earth, choking on the burning pain of the nose and throat. Countless black and red granular dust visible to the naked eye drifted away in the gray-black smoke.

The village, which was originally like a paradise, is now a hellish scene. Countless blood-stained limbs were faintly visible, like zombies breaking out of the ground, pointing upwards. It seems that he is not daring to roar, and he seems to be struggling hard.

In the collapsed houses, familiar faces can be faintly seen. Their faces were devoid of their usual simple smiles, and their distorted features were all huddled together, looking extremely terrifying.

In the village, where laughter and laughter continued, there was a dead silence at this time, only the sound of whimpering wind, and the sound of moaning from the wooden planks of the houses.

When the scene changed from the cave again, it was the scene in front of Zheng Ming's eyes that caught Zheng Ming's eyes.

The incredulous escape struck Zheng Ming's mind, and his vision slowly followed.

There, a stream of dark red liquid gurgled down, soaking the crumbling grass clippings.

Seeing those small feet, Zheng Ming seemed to understand something, and sure enough, he followed a desperate roar like a young beast, confirming his conjecture.

"Abba, Grandma!"

"Well, it looks like I'm in this first-person fantasy again. Is the subject the little boy? Just when Zheng Ming secretly sighed in his heart, the little boy ignored the sharp broken wood on the ground and stumbled to a house that collapsed into the ground.

He fell to his knees, digging frantically at the broken wood and dirt in front of him, ignoring his bloody hands.

"Looks like we've been attacked."

Unlike the little boy who only cared about his relatives, Zheng Ming saw some clues from the traces in the ruins before, as if he had received a tail blow.

If his estimate was correct, the giant tail that pulled the house down would have to be at least four meters in diameter. This is still Zheng Ming's conclusion after counting the energy blessing, if it is just a mouthful of physical power that causes this kind of destruction, then the size of the monster that attacked the village will be several points larger.

"Judging from the marks on the ground, it must be a python monster. White epidermal scales? ”

Here Zheng Ming is still analyzing the current form, the collapsed house made an overwhelming "creaking" sound because it was dug up by the little boy to bear the load, and then collapsed again.

It was also at this time that the control of the body was transferred to Zheng Ming.

"it."

Ignoring anything else, Zheng Ming only had time to curse, and suddenly kicked on the rotten wood in front of him and fell backwards.

With a roar, a large amount of dirt poured out and fell on him.

"Phew."

Spit out the mud and sand that fell into his mouth and nose, and Zheng Ming, who was covered in blood and mud, got up in embarrassment.

Intense pain came from all over his body. Although he made some evasive maneuvers at the last minute, he still suffered some abrasions on his knees and elbows, among other things. At the back of the thigh, it was pierced by a sharp wooden village.

"Tsk."

The pain from his young body was more intense than his own tempered body. The intense pain irritated his nerves. He could even feel the arteries in his temples beating more and more rapidly.

With his hands that his nails were cracked and turned over, he pressed down the wooden stake that had retreated, and with a roar full of pain in his life, Zheng Ming suddenly pulled out his thigh.

Blood gushed out, and Zheng Ming, who was sweating profusely in pain, only felt that it was dark in front of him, and a dizziness that was spinning the world faintly rose.

Zheng Ming hurriedly ripped off the belt of his trousers, and tightened his thighs with his hands and teeth to stop the bleeding. Only then did he limp to his feet.

Looking at the villages around him, which seemed to have been devastated by the earthquake, a wave of despair rushed straight into his brain. Under the influence of this, even Zheng Ming became a little negative.

"Inexplicable. What the hell am I supposed to do? ”

"Save ...... Help me...... Help me......"

A faint cry for help caught Zheng Ming's attention, and he hurriedly limped and dragged his injured thigh in the direction where the sound came.

"Who are you? Where are you? ”

Seeing that the cry for help stopped abruptly, Zheng Ming hurriedly shouted loudly, it seemed that Zheng Ming's voice injected a trace of life into this dead and silent place, and the faint cry for help was several points high.

"That baby from Orion's family?"

Zheng Ming's eyes flashed when he heard this, where did he get to this body? So he hurriedly shouted: "I'm Ming, hold on, I'll save you." ”

Zheng Ming, who soon searched everywhere, locked on the source of the sound. It was a pile of four corpses, and it was from where the cries for help were heard.

Zheng Ming hurriedly wanted to retreat from the corpse, but a sharp wooden cone stained red with blood pierced through two layers of the corpse and firmly fixed it to the ground.

As soon as the gap began to push the corpse, there was a painful howl from underneath, and Zheng Ming had to give up, but the corpse on it was offset a little.

This is a man with a blood-painted face and a thick beard, and his face cannot be seen clearly due to the blood.

It looks like he was hiding under the corpse when the disaster happened. Luckily, the collapsed house and the javelin-like pieces of wood scattered around him didn't kill him.

Unfortunately, however, two pieces of wood pierced his left shoulder and right abdomen, and along with the corpse, he was firmly strung to the ground.

The first time he saw the scene in front of him, Zheng Ming pronounced the death sentence of the other party in his heart. Not to mention that with his current child's body, even if he is in person, he is not very sure that he will be able to save the man in front of him.

"What the hell is going on?"

After realizing that the other party was destined to die a painful and slow death, Zheng Ming did not make any other attempts, and hurriedly asked the most important question.

"Help me...... I don't want to die. ”

Seeing that the man was just blindly calling for help and couldn't communicate at all, Zheng Ming frowned.

There are two choices in front of him, one is to tell the other party the truth. It is likely that after he understands his situation, he will see it openly, calm down, and tell Zheng Ming what happened before.

Of course, Zheng Ming felt that it was more likely that the other party would collapse after knowing the truth and make some bad choices that Zheng Ming expected.

So Zheng Ming made the second choice. He took off the gourd around his waist and fed the cold pool water inside to the other party.

Although it has no therapeutic effect, due to its special properties, it can relieve pain and inhibit the deterioration of injuries. This will allow the other person to survive longer and be more rational. Of course, it is undeniable that this is not necessarily a good thing, but can become a nightmare for the other party.

"Good ice. Phew~ Thank you. I feel much better. ”

Soon the cold pool water worked, and the man whose pain was weakened was no longer hysterical as before.

"What the hell is going on?" Zheng Ming saw that the other party was a little better, and asked again.

"Dead. All dead. Lord Demon Snake of the Shang Clan, passing through here, fell in love with the female baby of the sacrificial family, and asked us to sacrifice it to it. After that, I don't know why I went berserk and began to massacre in the village. ”

Zheng Ming vaguely remembered that the two of them had mentioned that Ya'er was the daughter of the village priest in the previous illusion, and when he thought of the face that was similar to the sister in his memory, and was infected by the emotions transmitted from the body, he immediately asked urgently.

"The girl of the sacrificial family? You mean Yaer? So how is she doing now? ”

"I don't know. I guess I hid at home. At that time, the village chief and the priest went to intercede, wanting to exchange the rest of the blood food for the girl's life. ”

Hearing the man's description, Zheng Ming hurriedly got up and stumbled towards the house where the sacrifice was located.

Following the path of stealing food last few times, Zheng Ming stumbled all the way to Ya'er's house. only to find that the bamboo house that was envied by the little boy had disappeared for the most part.

The huge gap that was missing from top to bottom, as well as the two rows of tooth marks left on the ground, did not need to be thought about to make it clear that it was caused by the demon snake.

"Ya'er."

The hoarse and angry shouts startled Zheng Ming himself. Countless strong emotions gushed out, and Zheng Ming was suddenly bounced out as if he had hit a spring bed.

Zheng Ming looked at the little boy in front of him who was anxious and frightened into the ruins, feeling the emotional impact of gradually fading and finally disappearing, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"It's funny, you can be possessed like a ghost? It can also empathize with the emotional changes of the host. Is this really a fantasy of memory? I don't know if my presence will cause a change. ”

Just as he was stroking his chin and whispering to himself, a terrible howl like a cuckoo crying blood came from the ruins, and the poignant and desperate emotions in his voice alone made Zheng Ming's heart continue to ripple.

His face was strange, and he suppressed the emotions in his heart, and looked inside through the ruins and broken walls, through the faint light.

I saw the little boy half-kneeling on the ground, holding Ya'er, who had only his shoulders and head left, and wailing in grief.

Looking at those two familiar faces, as well as the desperate wails that kept echoing in his ears, Zheng Ming's expression gradually became solemn, and his eyes were bloodshot, faintly shooting out a breathtaking blood light.

"Boom."

It seemed that because of the little boy's wail, it was already shaking, and the noise was constantly destroying and the house collapsed. The grief-stricken little boy was buried along with the little girl with a painful and pitiful expression.

The surrounding scene spreads outwards and becomes blurry like an ink painting soaked in water. Then it fluctuated like being thrown into a boulder.

Before all the surrounding illusions were destroyed, Zheng Ming vaguely saw a familiar figure arriving in a hurry through the blurred picture.

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