The north of the Universe Continent, the Luo Elephant Realm.

"Squeak... Squeak..."

The dried farmland was devoid of grass, and only the louder and louder chirping of insects could be heard, which stood out especially loudly in the silent wilderness. The earth was black and oppressive, squeezed by these insects, and the air was full of rot.

It is a corpse worm with a soft and flat body, with an orange dot on each pair of wings, and when gathered, it seems to be hundreds of millions of pairs of ghost eyes, dazzling with golden light under the reflection of the blood-red sunset.

On the bank of the Luoshui River, there was originally a village group called Fenglin Evening, and now only the ruins of the broken walls are left of hundreds of households.

Crumbling roofs and pillars lay in front of a simple courtyard gate. Inside the door, a young girl with a young face curled up in a large vat, soaked in sewage. Next to the tank, lies her mother-in-law Aunt Qiu in this life.

A few days ago, she was pierced through the heart by a demon with a sword and killed with a sword!

Seeing the army of corpses and insects coming,—— "Mother! The girl trembled and screamed with great rage.

***

Reborn in another world, Ling'er just wants to find a place to escape from the world and spend his life in peace.

As she wished, she landed in the Maple Grove evening. Chaimen Ancient Road, the field house is alienated, the cooking smoke is rising, and the good wind is pure people. Aunt Qiu picked up the baby girl when she was dressed, and saw that she had a light purple spirit flower in her mouth, so she named it "Xiu Ling Zhi", and her milk name was still called Ling'er.

However, after twelve years of carefree life, bad luck suddenly swept the entire Universe of Heaven.

That day, in the dead of night, the villagers had already fallen asleep. Suddenly, a strange sound of the piano ethereal, and then the green smoke rose from the ground, quietly burrowing into the portals of each house. The green smoke suddenly turned into a sharp blade and swung at the unsuspecting villagers.

"It's the luthier?!"

"The luthier killed someone?!"

The crowd screamed, and the wild dogs barked wildly, all of them were shocked.

The qin is the supreme cultivation weapon of the Universe Continent, which can not only promote the growth of all things, but also evolve into thousands of skills with music. As a violinist, he is the world with the sound of the piano and supports the common people with the piano, and is admired and respected by the world.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed such a thing as a violinist killing someone.

Xiu Ling rushed out of the door with his bedclothes in his bed, and immediately froze in place.

Three feet away from her, a luthier held Luo Xiangqin in his arms, and between the bombardments, the strings shot out, turning into swords and sword shadows, falling towards the fleeing crowd, and blood splashed in the shouting.

With red eyes, he played a frenzied piano tune, and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, as if there was infinite grief and anger that must be baptized by this killing. The long hair scattered fluttered with the tremor of the piano, and the blue and white robes condensed into a translucent frost coat.

His eyebrows were clouded, and he looked like he was completely mad, and he was about to turn around.

With a "bang", Aunt Qiu closed the door, dragged the stunned girl, and hurriedly pushed her into the water tank: "Ling'er, there is only one way to die when you go out." Corpse insects are afraid of water, you just hide here, don't probe out! ”

Before he could answer, he heard a bang outside the door, and the trembling wooden door had been shattered.

"Auntie?!" Xiu Ling's eyes widened, and he stared at the approaching violinist in a daze.

Aunt Qiu hurriedly pressed Xiu Ling into the water, reflexively protected the water tank, and kept begging: "Please, let her go!" Please......"

But as if he hadn't heard, the violinist raised his hand.

"Auntie!" In the water tank, there were bubbling bubbles, and the cultivator faintly heard a plucked string, and if there was a quiet sound in the hollow, he drilled out. At this moment, the luthier's hand in the air hesitated slightly, but, in an instant, the sword fell.

Aunt Qiu's body tightly protected the child, and the blood in her chest flowed into the water tank, "Ling'er, be good, don't be afraid of ......" she muttered the last few words.

***

The pianist stared at the cultivator, and he had already moved to kill again, but he heard a woman outside the door calling: "Xifan!" Hearing the sound, he froze in place.

"Zhen Xifan!" The woman burst through the door. She waved her sleeves, and a Luo Xiang style piano was born in the crook of her arm.

She asked solemnly, her voice choked: "Zhen Xifan, do you remember who you are?" You are the son of Luo Xiangqin Zun Zhen Yi, the chief disciple of the Luo Xiangqin Sect, and my Qin Yuli's favorite senior brother! ”

Zhen Xifan didn't look back. But Xiu Ling clearly saw that his eyes were a little clearer in an instant, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling.

"Wash Fan." The woman at the door took a few steps forward.

He still didn't look back, but closed his eyes, raised his hand again, and picked the strings.

Behind him, Qin Yuli was already full of tears, but she didn't hesitate when she raised her hand, and suddenly a sound sounded, the ground collapsed and the mountains cracked, and the sound was as one, and she rushed out in unison, galloping towards the person she loved the most. The sword pierced through his heart, and there was only momentary pain.

The piano broke in his hand, and he fell to the ground with his head up. He looked at her, with that hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his five fingers tightly grasped the tassel of the broken piano, among which was her green silk.

Qin Yuli stared at her senior brother, lost her soul, and walked to him step by step. She couldn't hold back any longer, muttered a mouthful of blood on his robe, and muttered only two words: I understand.

In the middle of the night, she waved her hand and stroked his eyes, letting him sleep peacefully. With a wave of her hand, she stroked the remnants of the piano that had fallen into fragments on the ground, and the immortal paulownia wood turned into silver dust, and the stars were all included in the sachet she carried.

She gently put her arms around him, took the tassel into his arms, picked him up, and walked towards the door.

"Sister, are you still back?" Inside the vat, the cultivator called her, but she didn't hear it.

The liver and intestines were broken, the five tones were blind, Qin Yuli passed by the threshold, and his colorless eyes blankly swept past the man in red leaning in the corner, and left the royal qin.

***

Just gone?

It was not certain whether Qin Yuli would turn back, and the spiritual cultivator could only sit in the vat and think about where to go.

But in the middle of the breath, the dense insects swept in again, about to devour the last food here.

Xiu Ling watched as the insects quickly devoured Aunt Qiu's corpse, and in an instant, only white bones remained. However, she could do nothing but be like a water tank again, holding back breath after breath, holding all her grief, anger and injustice.

Can't wait any longer! Xiu Ling choked on two mouthfuls of water, suddenly turned out of the vat, and ran out desperately.

Because she was afraid, she didn't care about discerning the direction, just ran, running desperately. Fortunately, she could remember every road, every house and tree, even the undulating potholes on the ground with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, something stumbled under her feet, and she stumbled forward and fell into the Luo River.

Xiu Ling wiped her eyes with her hands, and when she looked over, her eyebrows were as high as the riverbank. But now, it's not so much a river as a pool of blood. The overflowing smell of blood was mixed with a disgusting musty smell.

Down the river, the river had dried up because of the blockage of corpses. The dry area was crawling with insects, wriggling and churning out sections of rotting bones. Perhaps they were full, and the speed at which they ate the corpses was obviously not fast.

The sky in the distance darkened a little bit at some point, making people more and more disheartened.

Accompanied by bouts of nausea and despair, the cultivator cried out, "Is there anyone ...... Is there anyone else? ”

The shouts echoed through the maple forest, and only the fallen autumn leaves seemed to answer. Fallen leaves rustle, corpse insects squeak, nothing else.

Suddenly, there was the sound of stampede footsteps behind him. Xiu Ling turned around excitedly, but he was startled.

A corpse seemed to have a mouthful of popularity, and the hand that had already become a white bone flicked the ground, and then flicked the ground, making a gurgling sound, and slowly rose from the ground, completely unfeeling that his body was still gnawed by the teeth of the corpse insects.

Immediately after, the pile of corpses was in a commotion, and three or five more corpses were raised......

After a while, a group of corpses surrounded her, and countless rotting and withered arms stretched out towards her.

In an instant, a bloody mark was drawn on the left shoulder by a white bone, and the bone joints were deeply cut into the white and tender flesh, and the blood was dripping.

The cultivator screamed miserably, but the corpse man became more and more excited. The corpse worm fell silent, as if waiting for something with bated breath.

I felt a tearing pain coming, and the cultivator's eyes went dark, and he fell backwards.