When he returned, he saw a woman dressed in red, standing there proudly, without saying a word.

There was a pitch-black sunken wooden coffin on the high altar behind him, and blood was constantly spilling from it, and fresh blood was slowly flowing down the altar to all sides.

"Tick tock...... Tick tock......"

It's like an old piece of music......

New blood covered it, covering the layers of rotten and filthy blood below, like washing, more like atonement.

At her feet lay a dead man distorted beyond recognition, and the blood on the ground seemed to know fear, and did not dare to approach, and flowed around her elsewhere.

Red-robed, red-blooded......

The sky was full of blood red, filling his eyeballs.

The young man's eyes swelled up with an even more strange and terrifying blood red, and with his gray clothes stained red by blood, he lived like a blood doll all the time.

Kwai Xi suddenly raised his head, looked at the young man who had returned from blood, smiled slightly, and his bewitching face turned everyone upside down.

"How?"

Seeing her looking, the young man bowed his head, but suddenly found that his head had fallen, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to straighten it, and his lowered eyes quickly crossed a red blood.

After tidying up his head, the young man explained word by word: "The Mu family, five hundred and seventeen people, no one has survived. ”

Aoi Xi glanced indifferently behind him, "There are still these four." ”

The boy continued to bow his head, "Five hundred and twenty-one." ”

Kwai Xi nodded, walked indifferently, and whispered when he missed the young man's side.

"Burn it!"

Let all these sins burn out in the fire!

Aoi Xi's voice revealed a kind of tiredness and hoarseness that had gone through thousands of sails, she was obviously a woman in her prime, but she had experienced the most tragic fate in the world, she was tired.

Physical and mental exhaustion.

Now that she has taken revenge, where should she go?

The young man was stunned and stroked his heart, but the blood red in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

The young man who bowed his head raised his eyes slightly, looked at the back of the red-clothed figure in front of him, and looked behind him with his right hand casually.

Scorching flames erupted.

Aoi's red dress was lifted by the wind in the night sky, and behind her was the light of fire.

Swaying skirts, wanton tongues of fire.

After tonight, there will be no Mu family in Plains City.

It all seems to be over.

……

Ten caves.

Cave 10 pear blossom forest, red pavilion.

Kwai Xi stood in a snow-white pear blossom forest in a demonic red dress, integrating purity and charm, and his calm and waveless eyes looked ahead.

The embarrassed young man was still wearing the same gray shirt he had worn last night, the blood on it had dried up, crumpled and hanging on his emaciated body, and his face was also dried up with blood.

But none of this blood is his.

How can a puppet doll bleed.

Even if Aoi Xi fed him with his own blood and gave him a body that was no different from a human, it still couldn't change the fact that he was a puppet.

His left hand, which had fallen off from the fight, was hanging to the side, but he didn't feel a trace of pain, because he didn't feel pain.

"Go pack up and come back."

Hearing Aoi's indifferent command, the young man nodded silently and turned to leave.

When he reappeared, although the gray boy just now was still dressed in gray clothes, he was dirty and dirty, and the whole person was much more refreshed.

It's just that the gray headband he usually wears his hair has been replaced by him with a blue hosta.

Although it is only the difference of a hairpin, the whole feeling is completely different.

At this time, he was like a real person, a Confucian gentleman, in his prime.

Aoi Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the young man who was walking towards her step by step, and recalled the first time she saw him in her mind.

That day, after she woke up in Dog Mountain, she was originally going to kill them directly, or die with them, just to understand the hatred in her heart.

However, she looked at the white bones on the dog mountain, and suddenly felt that it was too cheap to kill them like this.

What's more, it is not certain whether her ability can successfully kill them, she can't lose, she must ensure that nothing goes wrong.

So, she picked up a few of those white bones at random and brought them back to the Ten Caves.

Most of these white bones were made into nine cats by her, guarding the ten caves for her, but the last remaining ten white bones, Aoi Xi stopped when she was making the tenth puppet cat.

At that moment, Aoi suddenly wanted a puppet in the form of a humanoid.

She was so lonely, even after a very tragic betrayal, she still longed for someone to be by her side.

And just like that, the puppet king appeared.

The nine puppet cats only sucked her blood when they were refining, and she gave them eternal life and terrifying powers, and they only obeyed the orders of Aoi Xi alone, and guarded the first nine caves of the ten caves for Aoi Xi, loyally.

And the puppet king of the tenth cave, every month there will be fresh blood of Kwai Xi to eat, he is the most powerful puppet, and he is also Kwai Xi's most satisfying work.

She always thought that they would be the ones who would always be with them forever and ever.

The young man walked leisurely and unhurriedly towards Kwai Xi.

Of course, ignore the head that dangles after two steps and the severed hand that can't keep up with the pace.

The young man stepped forward with a determined gaze, towards the longing he had been longing for.

In his eyes, Aoi Xi is his light, his possession, and his strength to survive.

However, the premise of all this, Aoi Xi is his master first.

And he is one of the many puppets under her, but his ability is slightly outstanding, and he has become the puppet king of these ten caves.

The boy stood in front of Aoi Xi, because standing at the foot of the steps, the young man who was a head taller than Aoi Xi could only reach Aoi Xi's chin when he looked up.

Kwai Xi stretched out his hand, gently stroked the jade hosta on his head, and bent the corners of his mouth.

"It's so pretty."

Crystal clear jasper, delicate auspicious cloud pattern, this is a fine hosta.

The jasper hairpin was pinned between the long bright black hair, making the boy look more elegant and dignified.

Seeing her praise, the young man also smiled, looked at Kwai Xi with joy, and then spoke softly.

"I'm missing a name."

The young man's smooth words and the smile on his face like a spring breeze made Aoi Xi's hand on top of his head pause slightly.

Suddenly, Kwai Xi suddenly smiled, his smile was bright, and the silver thread in his hand quickly interspersed and pulled the young man's head that had been interrupted in the fight to be carefully sewn.

The movements in his hands are non-stop, and the smile on his lips is still warm.

"What kind of name do you want?"

After sewing his head, Kwai Xi repaired his severed arm again.

After several times of wearing, the boy's body was intact again.

The boy raised his head again and looked straight at Aoi.

She said, what name do you want?