Slender hands slowly caressed the dress, as if they were dealing with something particularly important.

She has never worn any decent dress in more than ten years.

Except for the slightly tattered white shirt she was wearing now, which was given to her by Amu.

But it was also stained with blood.

That, Amu's favorite white, she didn't keep it as it was after all.

secretly sees her movements, he is also a low-level person, he has also tried the warmth and coldness of this world, he knows best what kind of life she is living.

Even, it was worse than he expected.

He always remembered what Miss Meng Yan said.

"I just want to live well!"

If he hadn't met the Lord, he would still be struggling to catch his breath at the moment, wagging his tail and begging for mercy to find a way to live!

"Tomorrow, leave this to your lord!"

Meng Yan took out a slightly crumpled piece of paper from his sleeve.

"Also, tell me thank you, he's a good guy!"

After watching the dark put away the paper, she resolutely turned around.

Break it!

Dark sighed softly, frowning at her fading figure.

"Hopefully, injustice and disaster can stay away from her!"

After speaking, his eyebrows were stern, and he turned to look at the golden branches and jade leaves of this Xuan Shirt Pavilion, and sneered.

"You guys are really cultivated!"

With a wave of his sleeves, he left this "golden nest" full of fat powder in a chic manner.

These ladies of the family still don't know why, and they are complacent.

That's right, they are the most noble young lady in Haiyao, so they can't be cultivated!

……

Meng Yan walked out of Xuanshan Pavilion and turned an alley all the way to the west.

Coming to the entrance of the dungeon, the dirtiest city is also the most well-informed place in the city.

An old man with a cloak and a face stood at the entrance.

"Who's coming?"

The old voice has shown the vicissitudes of life he has experienced.

"Pucheng Mengyan~"

The cloak hid his eyes, and he couldn't see his eyes at the moment, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

"Nightmare! God's executioner, you have too much blood on your hands! Don't you be afraid, those undead? ”

A flash of shock flashed in Meng Yan's eyes, but he returned to his original state.

"I'm afraid!"

The old man coughed a few times, but laughed again.

"Oh! Why ...... then?"

"They should be damned, the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, if they were not forced to be helpless, who would carry a knife?"

The old man nodded, smiled and took off his cloak, in the dark night, in the faint light.

His heterochromatic pupils were unusually striking.

"You should understand that the life of a man with blood on his hands is borrowed, and one day he will die under the soul of an unjust soul!"

The expression in Meng Yan's eyes changed and changed, he is also a person with different pupils?

"Excuse me, why are you ...... too?"

Before he finished speaking, the old man took the lead.

"Fate!"

Life?

"Let's go inside! Don't stay, don't be nostalgic, amorous people, murderers, will be unhappy for a lifetime, I hope you understand! ”

You?

Looking down and thinking about it, Meng Yan still had too many doubts.

"The old man? Do you understand something? ”

Look up and ask.

But, at this moment, there are people around!

"Old man?"

I only heard a sound that seemed to tear through time and space echoed in my ears.

"The sea of vain, the pillar of creation, the immortal soul, the reincarnation of the world."

There were still doubts in my heart, but at this moment, the underground city gate was opened.

"Distinguished visitor, please come in!"

She didn't dwell on it anymore, after all, there was no need for it.

"Yes!"

Answered, and followed.

When I got into my eyes, I saw several people who looked like drunks and madmen.

When I saw her, I laughed maniacally, her eyes were wide and bloodshot, and she looked extremely terrifying.

"Get out! A bunch of maniacs! ”

The guide scolded, and these people retracted a little.

He looked down, looked up, and stared at her quietly.

Cowardice, fear, jealousy.

"Distinguished visitor, ignore these madmen!"

After speaking, the guide glanced at them hatefully again, and led Meng Yan to continue to step forward.

At this moment, she only heard a few people behind her whispering.

"Demon slayer, heaven is uneven!"

Another chilling giggle.

She turned her head to look at them, confused.

However, because the smiles of these people were intimidating, she quickly turned around again.

That kind of eyes are very similar to those of a dying person.