With the sound of this weeping incantation, Tong Yao saw that the woman's black sword was slowly turning red, and the woman's hideous face was slowly becoming softer.

Murong Xi had words in his mouth, and the sound of incantations surrounded the heavens and the earth, endlessly.

In the end, the sword finally turned from black to transparent red, just like the blood that flowed from Murong Xi's heart.

The woman's hand was lowered from the hilt of the sword, and she collapsed to the ground, hiding her face and weeping:

"Oh my God! What exactly did I do? He has created such iniquity......"

Murong Xi pulled out the sword on his chest, slowly came to the woman's side, and stroked her neck with his right hand:

"I don't blame you for all this!"

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault......"

The woman cried, knelt in front of Murong Xi, and buried her head and hands deep into her knees.

At the moment when the woman was crying bitterly, Tong Yao saw that the boy's figure was getting fader and fainter, and finally, disappeared into the air......

This night, Tong Yao had a dream.

In her dream, the cherry blossoms all over the mountains pierced her body like a sharp sword......

Her heart sank, and she opened her eyes, sweat running down her sideburns and down her forehead.

She saw that beside her, there was Murong Xi with an indifferent expression.

Tong Yao looked around, simple and elegant furnishings in the house, when did they return to the house where they first woke up?

Feeling Tong Yao's movements, Murong Xi turned his head: "Awake?" ”

"How did I fall asleep? What happened? How did we come back again? ”

In Tong Yao's memory, only the woman's black sword was pointed directly at Murong Xi's heart, and that huge resentment shrouded heaven and earth.

The woman's heart seemed to have been completely devoured, and only a killing soul remained.

In her last memory, it was the woman who knelt in front of Murong Xi, hiding her face and crying bitterly.

Then, she felt a buzzing in her head, and the stars shifted, as if the earth and the dome had become a mass of chaos.

After this moment of dizziness, his body suddenly lightened, and then he lost consciousness.

"By the way, what about the kid?" Tong Yao would remember the last fragment of her memory, but forget the fate of the boy.

That child is the source of the woman's resentment, and the woman's sanity is restored, but she doesn't know what happened to the child.

"It's a long story." Murong Xi walked over: "In short, the boy will not come out to make trouble again for the time being, and the woman's soul will return to tranquility." ”

"What about you? How are you? Tong Yao thought that the woman's sword had been inserted into Murong Xi's heart, but now, he seemed to be completely unaffected.

"I'm fine, that's just a trick." Murong Xi said: "Moreover, we have been blessed by misfortune. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the courtyard, lying among the flowers, a snow-white little milk dog.

"Xiaobai?!" Tong Yao was overjoyed, and instantly forgot all about women and boys.

"Where did you find him?" Tong Yao is going to find Xiaobai when she does it.

"After the boy disappeared, Xiaobai appeared."

Murong Xi followed:

"However, Xu is still relatively weak because Xiaobai and the boy have the same spiritual understanding. I helped him see it, it's fine, just get some sleep. ”

No wonder I stroked Xiaobai's soft hair, and I didn't see any reaction from him.

Tong Yao remembered what Murong Xi had said to him before, and asked:

"So, we fell into this world normally, and Xiaobai blended with the boy's soul?"