The night was gloomy, and the crows cried on the mass graves.

When the night wind blows, the mourning flags on the grave rustle, accompanied by hidden or visible black shadows, which make people's scalp tingle.

Two figures carrying the corpse wrapped in straw mats walked towards this side.

"Hurry up, hurry up, bury the person, don't let anyone find out."

"What's wrong with finding out, they're all dead anyway, not to mention where are the people from this mass grave, the ghosts are almost the same."

The man who spoke before had a limp on his leg: "Don't talk nonsense! ”

After speaking, he folded his hands and bowed in all directions, "Don't blame you, uncles, he has no intention of disturbing your rest, just leave in a moment, leave in a moment." ”

"Whew!"

The man next to him suddenly laughed: "I said that you are too timid, where are the ghosts and gods in this world, if there are really ghosts and gods, this woman can still die so miserably, and the dignified Miss Houfu was bullied and committed suicide by hitting the wall?" ”

"It's not for me to say, I heard that Cheng Anhou still relied on Miss Jiang's mother to make a family, but later she had a stepmother and a stepfather, and she didn't know that her daughter was killed, but this Miss Jiang is really stubborn, and she would rather die with her head than let others touch her at all..."

As the man spoke, he noticed a tug on his wrist.

"What are you pulling me for?"

The man replied, "I didn't pull you." ”

"Why didn't you pull it, my hand ......"

He looked down at his hand, and was about to shake it off when he bumped into a pair of dark eyes.

There was no warmth in his eyes, and he was very cold, and his eyebrows and forehead were full of scarlet blood.

"Hell, ah!!hh

The two of them turned pale with fright and screamed, threw away the straw mat in their hands and turned around to run.

Yun Qing felt that his body was falling short, so he hurriedly straightened his waist, turned over with the power of the straw mat, and touched two hard objects on the ground when he landed, and directly picked them up and threw them at the two people who were running away.

The two men were hit in the knee, fell to the ground with a scream, and then lowered their heads to look at the white bones rolling down at their feet, screaming even harder, and ran away with a roll.

Yun Qing wanted to keep those two people, but as soon as she moved, a heat surged in her body, burning her muscles and bones.

She only felt a burst of heat in her lower abdomen, her face suddenly darkened, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Damn! ”

Who the would dare to drug her?!

The rising tide of love made De Yunqing's mind even more confused, one moment it was the memory of a person named Jiang Yunqing, and the other moment it was her own memory, and under the conflict between the two, she had no time to take care of anything else.

Yun Qing lowered his head and bit his wrist, until the blood was dripping with the smell of fish, and he felt a little clearer.

He tore the clothes on his body indiscriminately, tied them with strips of cloth to the wounds on his wrists, and then staggered outside.

The mass grave was huge, littered with graves, and the dry bones that could be seen everywhere under their feet were creaking under their feet.

Yun Qing didn't argue the direction, just walked outside in a daze, she could feel that the medicinal power in her body was very domineering, if it was placed before, she could use the internal force to forcibly suppress the medicinal power, and then find a quiet place to configure the antidote.

But at this time, her body was empty, not even the slightest internal strength, and the wound on her head and the constant feeling of weakness in her body made her unable to suppress the rising desire/desire in her body.

All she knew was that she needed a man at this point.

If she didn't hurry up and find a man, she would really have to die again.