When the corpse of a child appeared in front of Yu Luoxi, the strength of all those disguises collapsed in an instant.

Yu Luoxi knelt on the ground, holding the small body, shaking vigorously.

She remembered the child, the little mischievous one who was yelling in the light lotus room to see the bride.

She remembered that when he laughed, he would show a cute little tiger tooth, which was simple and very pleasing.

But at this moment, his body was already cold, and he could no longer open his eyes, shouting that he wanted to grow up and marry his mother-in-law quickly.

His life has just begun, and it has come to an end.

This is what made Yu Luoxi the most devastated.

As far as the eye can see, in the entire villa, there are lifeless corpses lying horizontally and vertically, and Yu Luoxi's eyes seem to be able to reflect the appearance of them playing with each other during the day, and then they are shattered and turned into smoke.

The smell of blood was thick in the air, and the entire villa was shrouded in dead smoke.

The hustle and bustle of the day has long been lost, and the villa at this moment is like a ruin, and the scene everywhere is like hell on earth.

Cries, calls, wails, resounding in the sky.

With just one glance, Yu Luoxi could no longer hold back the burst of sweet taste in his throat, turned his head to one side, and took a "wow" mouthful, and the bright red liquid spread all over the entire piece of land on his side.

Yu Luoxi seemed to hear Yu Boya's call, shouting heartbreakingly, and she didn't know if she was calling herself, she opened her mouth to comfort Yu Boya, because the grief in his eyes was too obvious, but before he could speak, he felt that his eyes were dark, and he could no longer see a trace of light.

Yu Luoxi had a dream.

A long and terrifying dream.

She dreamed of the people in the villa standing in the sun and lazing their waists, and everyone had happy smiles on their faces.

As soon as they saw Yu Luoxi, they ran over, and they kept saying what Yu Luoxi couldn't really hear, and they were a little anxious, so they wanted to get closer and listen to what he was saying.

It was only a few steps away, but she couldn't walk any way.

She was a little panicked, a little irritable, and then ran quickly, trying to run into the crowd.

She felt fine sweat on her forehead, and the clothes on her back were soaked with sweat, but she still couldn't touch those people.

She began to shout, she began to roar, she began to go crazy.

But no matter what she said or did, those people didn't seem to hear or do.

She fell to the ground exhausted, calling out the names of the men.

Someone stayed in front of him, Yu Luoxi was overjoyed, and wanted to reach out and hold the hand that the person was like herself, but before she could touch it, the person walked away.

Everyone in her field of vision began to walk in the opposite direction of Yu Luoxi, and they turned around and waved goodbye to her.

No matter how Yu Luoxi retained, no one stopped.

"Don't go, I beg you, don't go...... Stay......" Yu Luoxi lay on the bed, waving his hands, and shouted very sadly.

Yu Boya grabbed the hands that were waving wildly and held them tightly.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, we're still here!" He reached out and gently stroked Yu Luoxi's forehead.

The wound on her forehead was also bandaged, and the white gauze was as pale as her face.

It's just that there is scarlet on the gauze, and there is not a trace of blood on her face.

Yu Boya thought to herself, she could be in such a coma, and it was much better than when she woke up.

Once she sobers up, these cruel truths must be forced to face her.

These are the most difficult things to accept.

But everything always backfires.

Yu Luoxi rolled her eyes a few times, her movements could be clearly seen on her eyelids, and then her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and her eyes slowly opened.

Those eyes, which should have been as gentle and bright as the stars, have long since dimmed at this moment.

If it weren't for the black and white eyes that rolled a little, I am afraid that she was staring at the void in the air like this without focus, like a person who thought she was blind.

Her lips were dry, and with a slight squirming of her lips, a slender wound opened dryly.

Beads of bright red blood trickled down her lips, which should be as delicate as flower petals.

Yu Boya hurriedly soaked the water basin mountain on the side of Jinpa, and gently pressed her lips to moisturize.

The kite poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Yu Boya.

Yu Boya helped Yu Luoxi sit up some of her body, put a thick quilt around her waist, and then fed her water.

From beginning to end, Yu Luoxi was at the mercy of others and did not say a word.

If she didn't ask, Yu Boya and Kite naturally wouldn't take the initiative to mention those things.

The three of them were silently deadlocked.

Yu Luoxi's tears rolled down lifelessly.

She just stared blankly ahead, without a hint of expression.

Teardrops flowed from her eyes.

It was like a clear river, meandering down the pale face from the eye socket and into the depths of the placket.

Yu Boya's heart tugged.

In Yu Boya's impression, this is the first time Yu Luoxi has cried.

It's not as heart-rending as I imagined, but she is even more difficult to breathe.

The kite really couldn't bear to see Yu Luoxi like this, rubbed the tip of her sour nose, and went out.

The kitchen also prepared some clear porridge, and the kite was heated up and brought to Yu Luoxi to eat some.

Let's hope she can eat some.

Yu Boya just stayed by Yu Luoxi's side and kept helping her wipe her tears.

He wanted to open his mouth to comfort her, but he couldn't.

He knew the position of those people in Yu Luoxi's heart, and he also knew how hard this incident hit Yu Luoxi, and because of this, he had no way to speak.

"How many people ......" Yu Luoxi's voice was thick hoarse and tired.

Yu Boya tilted his head and replied sullenly: "Thirty-six!" ”

In an instant, Yu Luoxi began to cough violently.

One after another, it seems that the internal organs have to be knocked out to be considered a relief.

Because of the violent coughing, Yu Luoxi's lip flap cracked open again, and the small wounds that were cracked looked really shocking.

It took a lot of water to calm down the cough.

Yu Luoxi lifted the quilt, but Yu Boya's outstretched hand pressed tightly on the spot.

"Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you, at this moment, even if I beg you, can you stay here?"

Yu Luoxi was in a coma all night, and Yu Boya had already sent someone to place the bodies of all the victims together as quickly as possible, but the mountain villa was still filled with a strong smell of blood.

The blood stains on the stone steps were still dark red and shocking.

Although people have been brought to brush it many times, there are still some crevices in the stone that can clearly see the red.

Yu Luoxi stood up regardless of it.