"Thank you—"

Several women, who were frantically tearing the man, slowly stood up.

There were no male corpses in front of them, and the place where the male corpses were lying was empty.

Several women looked sad, with the joy of confusion and relief.

As if she had just woken up from a big dream that she would never wake up from, the woman with the cat looked left and right, and when she saw the familiar faces, she couldn't help but sob.

"Thank you for waking us up from this nightmare."

She let out a long sigh, her lips quivering and tears welling up in her eyelashes.

"We fought endlessly back then, and when we were thrown into the red camp, we only complained that fate was unfair."

After entering the Red Camp, everyone resented each other, believing that it was caused by each other's involvement.

In the Red Camp was a place of cannibalism, and they were tortured until they were killed and boiled into a soup of meat.

And the night before being thrown into the red camp became a nightmare for several of them, even if they were ghosts after death, they were trapped in it and it was difficult to break free.

For more than a hundred years, these devastated female ghosts kept recalling what happened that night.

The patrol and supervision envoy who controlled their life and death that day can still make them fearful even after many years.

Song Qingxiao's arrival broke the balance, she broke into this nightmare with a strong attitude, and killed this person with thunder.

But in the eyes of several female ghosts who have been tormented for a hundred years, the overseer who caused the nightmares of their lives is not really dead.

Song Qingxiao's killing for a while was not a relief for them, but her arrival made these poor female ghosts instinctively give birth to a glimmer of hope.

So every time dawn comes, the man who once ruled their life and death, and determined their final tragic fate, turns into corpses, and returns again and again, which is the embodiment of fear in their hearts.

The demons in the heart are together, and they are endless, and they are not destroyed.

It's a pity that even with Song Qingxiao's strength, they can't completely break the fear in their hearts.

What she said that day, in the hearts of these resentful souls who had experienced the war and had been tortured to death, did not really touch their hearts.

In the eyes of the woman holding the cat, Song Qing's words were just because she relied on her strong strength, so she did whatever she wanted.

So in the time that followed, her strength failed, her spiritual power withered, and her realm also deteriorated, and finally she became a 'weak woman' who was not much different from them.

In the nightmare, they have carried a hundred years of fear, both longing for redemption and at the same time harboring a kind of 'malice' that wants to draw people into it and sink with them.

But what happened next was a big surprise to the women.

Song Qingxiao did not accept her fate because of the weakness of her strength, she showed fierceness and tenacity, killing the returning dead again and again.

She had already guessed the origin of the soup, but she endured her hunger and thirst and did not touch half a point.

I don't want to indulge in the desire to give up my human nature.

For seven days, her endurance shook these resentful spirits who had been dead for a hundred years.

She was not tempted by her weak will, did not succumb to hunger, thirst, and fear, but relied on her perseverance to kill the corpses that had brought pain to the women holding the cat, and even made them unrestful after death.

No matter how strong he became, no matter how terrifying and hideous his appearance became with each passing night, he could not suppress her will.

This made the mentality of the girls gradually change, from the fear at the beginning, to the slow face of the past, and finally the nightmare overcome.

"For more than 100 years, we have always been trapped here, unable to escape, repeating the scene day by day."

The woman holding the cat had tears in her eyes and said in a trembling voice:

"If we had been able to unite a little more and have a little more courage, we wouldn't have ended up like this."

It's a pity that everyone is defensive and resentful of each other, and even framed each other in order to curry favor with the inspectors, and finally joined the red camp, and regarded each other as enemies.

It wasn't until after death that everyone became a ghost and a ghost, and that kind of grudge was not resolved, and it lasted for a hundred years, and now it is a big dream to wake up.

If it weren't for Song Qingxiao's accidental intrusion, if it weren't for the influence of her words and deeds, which made several women raise their courage one after another, in this predicament, they don't know how long it would take to get rid of this nightmare.

"Sister Juan'er......"

The woman holding the cat called several people in a row and gave a gift:

"I'm sorry for you."

When they were born, they regarded each other as a big trouble, and they had a lot of filth and stumbling with each other.

Now I realize that everyone has no grudges, and even died in the end.

"Sister Jo'er, I'm not right-"

Another young woman wrapped in red mist also cried softly: "There were many places that couldn't stand you back then. ”

Song Qingxiao listened to them apologize one by one, and these women who used to have a bad relationship finally reconciled after a nightmare that lasted for more than a hundred years.

Everyone hugged their heads and cried, not only for the tragic life experience and ending of several people, but also for the joy after liberation.

"Girl, this is not a place to stay for long—"

After crying for a while, the woman holding the cat seemed to remember something, her face changed, and she reminded her.

'Sonorous! ’

As she spoke, there was a cracking sound of the shipyard building, and the entire shipyard shook violently.

The strong yin qi slowly overflowed into the shipyard, and several female ghosts could no longer maintain their faces in front of them, and blood began to ooze from the surface of their bodies.

"There is a strong force in Shen Zhuang—"

Before she finished speaking, it was as if she sensed the existence of some extremely terrifying aura, and there were strands of red blood surging in her eyes.

The black threads formed a large net that sealed her face.

There was a look of fear in her eyes, but a look of relief, her lips moved, and she silently spat out a word.

Meow. With a cat's meow, Na Qiao'er's figure turned into red mist, was swept into the yin qi, and disappeared without a trace.

The rest of the female ghosts also had accidents one after another, and the scenery in the shipyard quickly decayed, and the furniture and other equipment decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Cobwebs are all over the place, the window lattices are corroded, and the hanging curtains are like withered flowers, losing their bright color.

The smell of rancid smell mixed with a strong demonic aura filled the entire shipyard.

Song Qingxiao's back straightened little by little, and his bones made a 'crackling' sound.

'Kill! ’

The subordinates who once died here belonged to the Li Dynasty, after a hundred years, they were still unsettled, and under the influence of demonic energy, they lost their minds and became extremely fierce.

As soon as her mind moved, the dragon soul, who had lost contact with her for a long time, finally responded.

I saw a little golden light flashing in Song Qing's small eyebrows, and Zhu Tian turned into a dragon soul, rushed out, and was held in the palm of her hand.

Song Qingxiao held it, poured power into her arm, and was waved by her casually-

'Boom-'

The supreme sword qi turned into silver rays, and the demonic qi retreated frantically wherever it went.

The power of this sword is unmatched!

The blood-red mist dodged, and the edge of this sword was almost torn apart by the sky obscured by the yin qi.

Bound by iron chains, the warships that once belonged to Li Guochao, carrying the ships he vainly tried to ascend the throne as emperor and establish an immortal hegemony here, were destroyed one by one under the sword.

'Wow! ’

The sword slashed through the warships that collapsed across the river, illuminating the sky above the Yongqing River, and at the same time fell into the river, almost tearing the blood river that had been dyed red.

The river boiled, spreading out to both sides under the domineering sword aura, revealing the river and the corpses buried below.

"Kill—"

The destruction of the warship caused the undead soldiers on the ship who had been angry for hundreds of years to be swept into the aftermath of the sword, torn apart one by one, and disappeared without a trace.

The river rushed up under the winds of the current, smashing the boats one by one.

Song Qingxiao floated in mid-air, looking at the city of Shenzhuang from afar.

The corpses piled up beneath the city quickly decomposed, and the blood dried up, turning from red to black and then to mottled marks.

The voices in the city that were still discussing 'Zhang Shouyi and Li Guochao' before she entered this place disappeared in an instant.

'Whoa-la-'

In the surging river, Song Qingxiao quietly looked in the direction of Shen Zhuang, and the wind and waves blew her hair and clothes, making a 'whoosh' sound.

Soon after, above the city, a group of figures wearing military armor suddenly appeared.

A man in military armor and holding a bow and crossbow looked in the direction of the riverbank, as if facing a great enemy.

It was a man of about forty years of age, with a stubble on his face, covered in dust and blood.

But there were only turbulent waves left on the river, and the old opponents who had fought with him and besieged Shen Zhuang had disappeared completely at this time.

In his memory, where Li Guochao's army, which once dominated the river and blocked Shen Zhuang, stood a girl in a light blue gauze skirt at this time.

"Thank you--"

Several women, who were frantically tearing the man, slowly stood up.

There were no male corpses in front of them, and the place where the male corpses were lying was empty.

Several women looked sad, with the joy of confusion and relief.

As if she had just woken up from a big dream that she would never wake up from, the woman with the cat looked left and right, and when she saw the familiar faces, she couldn't help but sob.

"Thank you for waking us up from this nightmare."

She let out a long sigh, her lips quivering and tears welling up in her eyelashes.

"We fought endlessly back then, and when we were thrown into the red camp, we only complained that fate was unfair."

After entering the Red Camp, everyone resented each other, believing that it was caused by each other's involvement.

In the Red Camp was a place of cannibalism, and they were tortured until they were killed and boiled into a soup of meat.

And the night before being thrown into the red camp became a nightmare for several of them, even if they were ghosts after death, they were trapped in it and it was difficult to break free.

For more than a hundred years, these devastated female ghosts kept recalling what happened that night.

The patrol and supervision envoy who controlled their life and death that day can still make them fearful even after many years.

Song Qingxiao's arrival broke the balance, she broke into this nightmare with a strong attitude, and killed this person with thunder.

But in the eyes of several female ghosts who have been tormented for a hundred years, the overseer who caused the nightmares of their lives is not really dead.

Song Qingxiao's killing for a while was not a relief for them, but her arrival made these poor female ghosts instinctively give birth to a glimmer of hope.

So every time dawn comes, the man who once ruled their life and death, and determined their final tragic fate, turns into corpses and returns again and again, which is the embodiment of fear in their hearts.

The demons in the heart are together, and they are endless, and they are not destroyed.

It's a pity that even with Song Qingxiao's strength, they can't completely break the fear in their hearts.

What she said that day, in the hearts of these resentful souls who had experienced the war and had been tortured to death, did not really touch their hearts.

In the eyes of the woman holding the cat, Song Qing's words were just because she relied on her strong strength, so she did whatever she wanted.

So in the time that followed, her strength failed, her spiritual power withered, and her realm also deteriorated, and finally she became a 'weak woman' who was not much different from them.

In the nightmare, they have carried a hundred years of fear, both longing for redemption and at the same time harboring a kind of 'malice' that wants to draw people into it and sink with them.

But what happened next was a big surprise to the women.

Song Qingxiao did not accept her fate because of the weakness of her strength, she showed fierceness and tenacity, killing the returning dead again and again.

She had already guessed the origin of the soup, but she endured her hunger and thirst and did not touch half a point.

I don't want to indulge in the desire to give up my human nature.

For seven days, her endurance shook these resentful spirits who had been dead for a hundred years.

She was not tempted by her weak will, did not succumb to hunger, thirst, and fear, but relied on her perseverance to kill the corpses that had brought pain to the women holding the cat, and even made them unrestful after death.

No matter how strong he became, no matter how terrifying and hideous his appearance became with each passing night, he could not suppress her will.

This made the mentality of the girls gradually change, from the fear at the beginning, to the slow face of the past, and finally the nightmare overcome.

"For more than 100 years, we have always been trapped here, unable to escape, repeating the scene day by day."

The woman holding the cat had tears in her eyes and said in a trembling voice:

"If we had been able to unite a little more and have a little more courage, we wouldn't have ended up like this."

It's a pity that everyone is defensive and resentful of each other, and even framed each other in order to curry favor with the inspectors, and finally joined the red camp, and regarded each other as enemies.

It wasn't until after death that everyone became a ghost and a ghost, and that kind of grudge was not resolved, and it lasted for a hundred years, and now it is a big dream to wake up.

If it weren't for Song Qingxiao's accidental intrusion, if it weren't for the influence of her words and deeds, which made several women raise their courage one after another, in this predicament, they don't know how long it would take to get rid of this nightmare.

"Sister Juan'er......"

The woman holding the cat called several people in a row and gave a gift:

"I'm sorry for you."

When they were born, they regarded each other as a big trouble, and they had a lot of filth and stumbling with each other.

Now I realize that everyone has no grudges, and even died in the end.