In the air, there seemed to be fine, transparent snowflakes fluttering.

Huang Juan seemed to see a translucent face, which belonged to Song Lin's face, and slowly covered Zhuang Zekun's face......

Decade.

Names, faces, identities, are all fake.

Even the process of getting acquainted is deliberately designed.

And she and her brother are stupid, seeing him as a trustworthy elder, and even thanking him......

It's been ten years.

Zhuang Zekun saw a teardrop roll down Huang Juan's lower eyelashes and land on the table.

The vertical lines between the eyebrows are deep.

The under-eyes are bluish and black.

He remembered the first time he saw her ten years ago, when she sat there, very quiet, looking at him with curiosity in her eyes......

She's dying.

He suddenly realized it.

"Stop, Xiaojuan," he said, "There is no point in you doing this, you and your brother are both victims, do you understand, you are forced to be a goddess, your brother is forced to commit murder and crime, I am dead, Hu Yuefeng continues to be at large, there will be more children like you and Huang Hu, who are used by him and held hostage by him......"

Snowflakes fell on the handcuffs, and with a snort, white smoke rose from the handcuffs.

The handcuffs then turned into powder and fell to the ground.

Zhuang Zekun grabbed her hand.

Cold.

Thin.

Then, a force burst out from Huang Juan's body.

He saw her eyes, determined, the same as her brother.

Zhuang Zekun did not let go.

A layer of frost slowly formed on the table.

"Xiaojuan, there is no sacrifice here, even if you sacrifice yourself and summon him, he can only stay for a moment," Zhuang Zekun's voice became louder, "Hu Yuefeng sent you here to sacrifice and squeeze out your last bit of use value......"

The table slowly collapsed.

turned into powder.

Under the impact of the qi, it flew in all directions and flew to the wall, where a layer of pale cyan light flashed on the wall, and the powder lost its momentum and fell to the ground.

The table is gone.

Zhuang Zekun and Huang Juan sat facing each other, and he kept holding her hand and didn't let go.

"So what should I do?" Huang Juan asked.

"Tell me what you know."

"Which ones?"

"He needs blood to eat......"

Before Zhuang Zekun finished speaking, he felt a cold force burrow into his body from his grasp of Huang Juan, and he subconsciously let go of his hand.

- He is the same as me.

Huang Juan stood up, and she said, "You are the same. ”

- Bring them here.

The hair cord was broken, and the hair fluttered in the energy, turning white little by little.

A snowflake fell from her cheek.

"Xiaojuan, stop!"

Zhuang Zekun shouted loudly.

Countless snowflakes centered on Huang Juan and flew in all directions, and the pale cyan on the wall was extinguished as soon as it lit up.

……

Xiao Lou shook a little.

The sound of continuous explosions rang out.

……

"You hold her," Jiang You said to Tang Butian, and then he glanced at Guan Nuo, "Follow the section chief, let's go out first." ”

Tang Butian reached out and grabbed Shu Xing.

They walked out.

……

"The goddess has done it!" After speaking, Hong Kang rushed in the direction of the back mountain.

This time, Sun Xiu didn't stop him.

It was a little brighter.

The people who were originally ambushed near the small wooden bridge followed Hong Kang to move towards the small building one after another.

Sun Xiu watched them turn into black dots and melt into the woods in the back mountain, and he took a few steps forward.

The wind blows, the leaves sway, and the rain falls from the leaves.

……

Sun Yu rushed out with Zhaocai in one hand and Jiang Mo in the other, and only stopped after running for more than twenty or thirty meters.

He gasped and looked at the ground outside the small building

Jiang Mo stared at Xiao Lou.

A little red flickered in the depths of his pupils.

……

Zhuang Zekun quickly made several handprints, temporarily sealing the momentum that was constantly impacting outward.

Huang Juan's hair has all turned white.

"It's useless, Xiaojuan."

The eyelashes, which had also turned white, fluttered.

"I felt it, like Him." Huang Juan said.

"What?"

……

Shu Xing's body suddenly softened, and a solid black cloud rushed out of her body and rushed into the room where Zhuang Zekun and Huang Juan were.

Zhuang Zekun reached out to grab it, and he was shocked to find that he hadn't caught anything.

The black qi rushed into Huang Juan's body.

……

The fire in the Lingguan Hall was finally extinguished.

The statue of the Lingguan god that had been burned beyond recognition fell to the ground, and half a meter away from the idol lay a charred corpse.

"Host, there seems to be some movement in the small building in the back mountain."

Qingyang Daoist raised his head and glanced at the square-faced Taoist priest who spoke, and he said, "It's good if the fire is extinguished." ”

……

After Tang Butian tested Shu Xing's snort and pulse, she said, "She's dead." ”

"What's going on?" Guan Nuo asked.

"Shall we go in and have a look?" Jiang You proposed.

Tang Butian nodded, she walked to the door, and after verification, she opened the door.

The black qi writhed like an earthworm on Huang Juan's face and body.

Guan Nuo heard her say: "Don't pretend, Zhuang Zekun, you are not for justice, nor for revenge for Sang Xu, everything you do is for yourself." ”

"Xiaojuan, if you don't stop, I'll ......"

"Everyone in the inner courtyard has seeds planted in their bodies, and through these seeds, He can extract the power we have cultivated and our lives. We are all just His sacrifices. ”

Hong Kang rushed to the back mountain, and suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Then, he fell.

And those who were with him also fell.

Clouds of black gas poured towards the small building.

poured into Huang Juan's body.

Guan Nuo felt a heavy pressure above his head. Something intangible seems to be coming in.

The snow was still falling.

Rainwater also mixed in.

White fog rose all around. Guan Nuo was in the fog and saw some small houses and some trees......

"This is, the fragmented world ......" Zhuang Zekun judged the situation, and he asked, "What do you want to do?" We're going to get caught up in it! ”

"I am a goddess, and my power is not only to let Him come here, but also to be a bridge, a passage, to connect the two worlds." Huang Juan's fingers slowly turned into powder.

- Bring them here.

- on our turf.

- Myojin will deal with them.

"Uncle Song, welcome to the ...... where I grew up"

Before she finished her words, Jiang You shook a white postcard at her.

It is painted with a small house in which a little girl and her brother live.

She painted it.

The energy around them has become very unstable.

Zhuang Zekun saw a shadow surging up on the soles of Guan Nuo's feet, he rushed over, and then, both he and Guan Nuo were pushed into the white mist by an invisible force.

"I told you, next time I come, I'll take you away." Jiang You grabbed Tang Butian's left wrist and pulled her to Huang Juan's side.

"It's you, not Uncle Song?" Huang Juan realized that she had misjudged.

"It's time to hit the road."