The scene changes, and people are happy and happy with their families.

Suddenly there was darkness, and the eyebrows were gradually dyed with a look of fear, and the horses galloped through the city like feathered arrows, and the shining broadswords mercilessly harvested the lives of the people, and the blood was splashed extremely high, and the bright blood red stained the green meadows, and the mighty and majestic city walls red, leaving one frightened face after another.

People ran, screaming, screaming, and their faces were full of twisted expressions of horror.

Rivers of blood flowed and corpses were strewn all over the field.

There were corpses everywhere, old people's, children's......

There seemed to be a smell of rust in the air, and the whole space seemed to freeze.

The city was empty, and the weeds began to grow wildly, and they frantically climbed the walls and surrounded the palace like victorious invaders dividing up their losses.

The human home became a natural thing.

The music came to an abrupt end.

The scene changes back to the streets of Sun Moon Valley.

Yejiu put down the bamboo flute, held the flute tightly in her hand, and lowered her eyes.

Pain! Heart-rending pain! Her heart was beating heavily, as if it was about to rush out of her body, so that she could not breathe, like a fish out of water struggling desperately on the shore.

The crowd around gradually came back to their senses, and suddenly found that they were shocked into a cold sweat.

The woman in front of the stall looked at Ye Jiu in amazement, and she suddenly smiled.

"Congratulations, I'm the person in charge of the Canglan Conference, you are now selected by us as a special contestant, your first level has passed, you can go directly to the second level, this is your number and the hint of the second level." The woman handed Yejiu a piece of paper and a token.

The people on the side suddenly beat their chests and feet, and they regretted it.

Why didn't you go up yourself!

Yejiu turned pale and pursed her lips.

"yes, I see."

She picked up her medicinal herbs and Star Spirit Grass and left in a hurry.

Yejiu returned to the courtyard and quickly returned to his room, slamming the door shut.

She leaned her back against the door, frowned in pain, and gradually slipped down, crouching down and holding her head.

It hurts! It felt like there were countless needles piercing her head, stimulating her nerves, and her chest seemed to be pressed hundreds of pounds of big stones, making her breathless.

She did her best to huddle herself in a ball, as if that was the only way to ease her pain.

Red lips whitened, Ye Jiu raised her head, her eyes inadvertently swept over the ring inlaid with dark red gems on the table, she stood up with difficulty, walked to the table, twisted the ring in one hand, and held it in her palm, and placed it on her chest.

Miraculously it doesn't hurt anymore.

What Ye Jiu didn't see was that the moment she held the ring, the ring flashed a faint red light, which was fleeting.

She touched the ring, and there was a coldness in her expression that she didn't even notice.

Maybe...... It's not bad to meet the old man.

"Tuk Tuk!"

There was a knock at the door.

"Wife! Wife! ”

Ye Jiu snapped back to her senses, the coldness in her eyes buried deeper by her self-consciousness.

She put away the ring and went to open the door.

Knocking on the door was the North Palace Festival.

As soon as the door opened, Yejiu was held in his arms.

"My wife is fine." Beigong Sai looked at her worriedly: "You locked yourself in the room as soon as you came back just now, why are your hands so cold?" ”

"Nothing." Ye Jiu looked at him with a cold expression and withdrew his hand lightly.

Spoiler alert, the scene of this song is very important, not to mention my hydrology, it is really important.

(End of chapter)