Chapter 1: A Desert
Wiping away the blood splattered on her face, the girl frowned in disgust, the soles of her feet were crimson, and the sight of corpses strewn all over the ground in front of her seemed to be unable to stir up any ripples in her heart. She turned away and disappeared into the night, as if she had never been there.
In front of an inconspicuous courtyard gate in the suburbs, Mo stopped, she rotated the stone plate on the door, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Passing through the long aisle, an antique courtyard appeared in front of you, and in what should have been pitch black, this "paradise" was like daylight. A man in a white moire robe sits on a wooden chair, and a set of white porcelain tea sets is placed on the table next to him.
"Master. Mo stepped forward and called softly.
The man raised his head, "Amo, you're back." ”
The eyebrows are picturesque to describe him more appropriately, the man's facial features are like the gods have been created by comparison, and what is more eye-catching is the cold and dusty temperament, no more than no more, no less, if you let others evaluate, it is like the clouds and mist surrounding the top of the mountain, which can be seen.
"Well, here's what you want. ”
Yuan looked at Mo and didn't say a word, staring at the girl in front of him with a pair of eyes like Bitan, many complex emotions were intertwined in his eyes, either grief or expectation. Ah Mo has long been accustomed to it, and the master is always looking at another person through her.
"Master?"
Yuan came back to his senses, lowered his eyelids, and slowly stood up.
"Come with me. With that, he turned and went into the house.
Ah Mo was a little surprised, the master of that room would never allow her to come near before.
The inside of the room is completely different from the outside, only some night pearls are providing a faint light, at first glance it looks like stars twinkling in the night sky, and there seem to be many stone sculptures hidden in the dark, like some magical beasts, and like totems.
Yuan finally stopped in front of a huge magic circle, and Mo stood behind him in silence.
"Amo, you will finally know who you are, that day... Not far off. Yuan showed a sad look again.
Ah Mo touched the position of his heart, and the purple pupils that were different from ordinary people shrank, "To this day, it doesn't mean anything to me whether I know or not." ”
Yuan smiled bitterly, "The wheel of fate will turn after all, and no one can escape... You'll want to know. ”
With a wave of his hand, a black mist filled the circle, "Stand in the middle." ”
After Ah Mo did so, Yuan closed his eyes, and in an instant, countless points of light emanated from him, entangled with the mist, and the magic circle began to tremble, Ah Mo felt a burst of dizziness, and the voice of the master came to his mind: "Ah Mo, go find the Refining God Pendant... And the Witch Temple... You'll know..."
Yuan's voice became smaller and smaller, and Mo only felt a tingling pain, and he lost consciousness after shouting "Ah!"
Outside the magic circle, there was a broken scene, Yuan's body began to float away like a cloud, and a trace of blood spread from his mouth, "That day...... How could I not be like this? ”