The moonlight slid overhead, sprinkling a shimmering broken jade, which first illuminated Aunt Rong's face, followed by Lin Songyao's.

Sang breathed a sigh of relief: It's okay, it's okay it's not him. But then, it felt that its body was wrapped in something as thin as skin, and it became tighter and tighter, and it was impermeable, cold as an ice cellar, and every pore of its body seemed to be stuffed with ice and snow, and there was a layer of frost on its eyebrows and hair, and it was so cold that it could not breathe.

It heard Mu Cripple and Baotian behind him shout at the same time, and rushed towards this side, but before they could get close to it, they were knocked back, moaning incessantly.

The girl slowly walked to Aunt Rong and Lin Songyao's side, she leaned down, her eyes swept over the frightened faces of the two, smiled, pointed at Aunt Rong and said, "It's not that I want you to die, it's the moonlight who chose you among the two, do you accept it or not?" ”

Aunt Rong looked at her steadily, she already understood the meaning of the girl's words, but for some reason, her heart suddenly calmed down. Fear and unwillingness left her, and all that was left was rejoicing. If you have to choose between Song Yao and herself, then choose her, without her, he can still live, but if he dies, she really doesn't know how to walk the long road for the rest of her life.

She didn't seem to have thought about this before, but when she stood on the boundary between life and death, she suddenly figured it out.

"I'm willing to die." Aunt Rong propped her hands on the ground and looked up at the girl's face, but in an instant, the expression on that face completely changed: it was still full of elation like a child playing tricks on people, but now, the whole face was completely gloomy, full of unhappiness.

"What did you say?" The girl asked softly again.

"I ...... I'm willing to die, kill me. ”

"No, no," Song Yao stood in front of her, "Don't kill her, I'm the most damned one, it's me." ”

Aunt Rong's heart suddenly became uneasy, every pore on her body tightened, and her heart beat violently, as if it was about to pop out of her mouth. She grabbed Song Yao's arm and dragged him behind her desperately, her mouth was so incoherent that she couldn't even hear what she was saying, "Moonlight...... Shine on me first...... I...... No...... It's not him......"

She couldn't pull Song Yao, he was so firm, firmly in front of herself, just like before, she protected him behind her every time.

The messy hair on the girl's sideburns was blown back by the wind, and the pearls on the big wings also made a "bang", and her face was so white reflected by the moonlight above her head, like a piece of white jade.

Aunt Rong saw her fingers move, as if plucking a few strings, and then, Song Yao's body flew out, and she grabbed the corner of his sleeve, but slipped again.

A fist-sized hole had been cut in Song Yao's throat, and blood was spurting out of it, pouring Aunt Rong's face all over her body. Aunt Rong let out a scream and stood up to grab his hand, but his body flew into the distance as if it had been hooked by something, drawing an arc in mid-air and falling into the group of wild ghosts of Wuyang and Wuyang who were blocked by the firelight.

Aunt Rong didn't know how she got up and ran towards Song Yao, her legs were obviously so weak that she didn't have any strength, but she still supported her through the circle of wild ghosts that surrounded Song Yao and came to his side.

She held out her hand to him, and before the fingertips could reach his blood-stained face, he snapped his eyes shut and died under her gaze.

"You...... No...... Don't leave your mother ......"

But the next moment, Aunt Rong suddenly stopped crying, she saw a pair of greedy eyes around Song Yao, which were overflowing with thirst for food, they had been hungry for so many days, hungry, and couldn't bear it anymore.

"No, no, you can't eat him." She held Song Yao in her arms, tightened his body that had lost its temperature, her chin rested on the top of his head, his hair was so soft, just like when she was a child, "You can't eat him, I'll go and make food for you, anything, you can't eat my son...... I beg you, I beg you......"

There was a clapping sound behind him.

"Well," the girl clapped her hands and laughed, as if she hadn't been so happy in a long time, "well, she owes you so much, and now it's time to take it back from her son." ”

Aunt Rong looked back at her in horror, but at this moment, she felt a light in her arms, and Song Yao's body broke away from her embrace and flew into the dense group of black shadows.

The wild ghosts gathered towards him, layer upon layer, and Aunt Rong heard the sound she knew all too well, biting, smacking, and sucking...... For so many years, she had turned a deaf ear to these sounds, and even hummed a little song about them, but today, these sounds were like a hammer, smashing her skull one by one, heavy and slow, shattering all the things that had long been numb inside.

She saw Chen Yuan, and saw those who died in her hands, they came from a distance, bathed in the mountain breeze, and their faces were covered with a seeping blue light.

"Moon...... The moon is out......" Aunt Rong smiled, and the laughter echoed in the mountains and forests, and it was terrifying.

She's crazy.

"Death is the easiest thing, so there are countless cowards in this world who are scrambling to choose death," the girl turned her head to look at Aunt Rong, her eyes blinked, "I want you to live, I want you to appreciate this life full of thorns, and spend the rest of your life licking the scars that will never be good, and I want you to boil slowly." ”

She smiled, her eyes drifted to Sang's face, who was still entangled in the robe, tilted her head and said softly, "You are the same, I won't kill you, I want to keep you, without you, I feel a lot boring." ”

She walked briskly in front of Sang, her cold fingers slid over its cheeks, her smiling face approached it a little, her lips close to her ears, and the cold breath she exhaled put a layer of frost on its neck, "Don't be fooled by me all the time, it's not fun if you have too many times." ”

With that, she smiled at its angry face, and suddenly turned around, and walked towards the depths of the mountain forest, and when she reached the top of the mountain, with a flick of her fingers, the robe wrapped around San's body was suddenly loosened, and returned to her hand.

was suddenly loosened, and his frozen stiff body couldn't adapt for a while, so Sang slammed back a few steps and slammed into Mu Cripple, who was still lying on the ground moaning, and was about to trip, but fortunately was held up from behind by a pair of warm hands.

"I'm late." The moment he heard Zhao Zimai's voice, Sang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, it fell into his arms, and the two of them fell together towards a thickly spread pine leaf.