Tong Yao didn't know why she suddenly stopped Murong Xi, she pulled the corners of her mouth a little embarrassed, and said embarrassedly: "It's nothing, you, be more careful." ”

Murong Xi smiled knowingly and nodded.

He looked at the moon flickering in the fluttering clouds overhead, and the night air was full of moisture, and the moon above his head was exceptionally round.

Tonight, it's a full moon.

Murong Xi took a deep breath, he knew what Tong Yao was worried about, the night of the full moon was the time when the monsters were most active.

Out of nowhere, a huge black mouse suddenly came out, ran past Murong Xi's feet, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

With one hand, he gently pushed open the door of the room.

Murong Xi and Tong Yao walked into the house one after the other.

When they saw the scene in the room, both of them couldn't help but gasp in horror.

A family of three fell in the room, and the dim moonlight shone into the room, which made people palpitate.

It's a tragic scene.

The man of the house, sitting in a chair with wide eyes, has a long sword stuck in his chest.

The sword pinned him to a chair, and in front of him were his dead wife and son.

There was also a sword stuck in the woman's body, and the black sword penetrated through the right rib and into the lungs, and the cold long sword froze the woman's active internal organs in an instant.

Even so, her hand is still only holding her son's small hand.

The most terrifying thing is the body of his son.

This family of three should have died at about the same time, the bodies of the male owner and the hostess still retain their bodies, and the son's head has turned into white bones, only below the neck, there is still a body remaining.

Judging from the shape of the corpse, this boy should only be six or seven years old.

It can't just be a head, it's going to turn into a pile of bones.

Murong Xi stared at the corpse and fell into deep thought.

Tong Yao beside her was completely frightened by this scene, her body seemed to be frozen, and her eyes were staring at the eyes of the male host.

In those eyes, there seemed to be some kind of telekinesis, firmly imprisoning Tong Yao's body, although her mind wanted to move, but she couldn't move.

Murong Xi's eyes slowly turned: "Tong Yao? ”

He screamed softly, but saw that the people around him did not respond as if they had been robbed of their minds.

Murong Xi's eyes glowed with a cold glow.

He followed Tong Yao's eyes and looked into the eyes of the male host.

It's Hitomi.

It's obviously already a corpse, but there is still a soul-stirring pupil technique in the eyes.

In an instant, the bone flute in his sleeve whistled out, and a sword cut the man's throat.

The dead head rolled down the man's neck, and two white plumes of smoke rose from his eyes.

The man's head seemed to have been smoked by these two white smokes, and in a short time, only a white skull remained.

At the same time, Tong Yao felt as if her body could move.

She looked at the head of the male owner who had turned into a skull on the ground, and hurriedly walked to Murong Xi's side, grabbing his sleeve: "This ......"

"It's Hitomi." The cold air in Murong Xi's eyes spread in the room:

"You see, both men and women were stabbed to death by the sword, but this child, without the scars of a sharp weapon, also died. It shows that his death is not the same as the cause of death of his parents.

He was killed by Hitomi Jutsu, not by a cold weapon. Just now, you were also controlled by the pupil technique in the eyes of the man.,That's why you're confused.。。

If I hadn't cut off the man's head, you'd have been like this boy, a corpse with white bones. ”