139. Good and Evil

"What's going on?" Duan Qianxiao obviously noticed it too.

The group came to the yellow sand, and the ground was covered with sprayed blood and hideous deaths. Some spirit beasts were also split into several large pieces.

Wen Yuan leaned down, his fingers probed a man, and found that the man still had some breath. He gave the man some aura, and the man muttered a few vague words as if he were back in the light of day.

"Shadow ...... Blame ......"

Then his eyes became cloudy, his whole body trembled, and he stopped moving.

Wen Yuan and Duan Qianxiao glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.

"I remember the breath." Alec said suddenly, feeling the residual energy in the air, and closed his eyes, as if in thought.

"They have been studying a secret technique to collect the souls of people who have died tragically and put them into the soul lamp to refine. This kind of black shadow gathers the resentment of countless people, is powerful, and will attack mentally, making people sick and uncomfortable. ”

Wen Yuan's eyes flashed with deep thought, this description sounded like the black shadow monster they had encountered in the forest.

Alek spoke again: "Of course, I've been asleep for too long, and I don't know if this secret technique is stronger now. ”

Wen Yuan looked at the sky, and there was a faint bad premonition in his heart. He turned to them and said, "Let's go." ”

Duan Qianxiao: "Where to go?" ”

Wen Yuan: "Qingman and Luo Cheng's home." ”

"Do you remember the way?"

"If memory serves, it's not far away."

Several people walked along the blood stains of the yellow sand.

They had only been in the ancient city for a short time, and the place had become a place of slaughter. Corpses were scattered everywhere, and the yellow sand seemed to be soaked red with blood.

The silhouette of a thatched hut in the distance, crumbling under the wind and sand.

Wen Yuan and Duan Qianxiao moved forward quickly, and Alek followed.

Duan Qianxiao hesitated for a moment, took a step forward, and knocked on the door.

No one responded.

"Sister Qingman, are you there, Brother Luo Cheng?" Duan Qianxiao asked. When he said this, he also had some other emotions in his heart, and he didn't know if Brother Luo Cheng was not there, and what happened in the ancient city before, I hope it was a misunderstanding.

There was silence inside the door.

Alec on the side was a little impatient and was about to forcibly open the door, but Wen Yuan held his hand and shook his head at him.

At the same time, the door of the thatched hut opened.

The woman who opened the door was dressed in a modest robe, her hair in a disheveled bun, and her broken hair hung down at the sides. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to be a little stiff, and the look of his pupils seemed to be a little confused.

It was Qingman.

Duan Qianxiao thought, how many days Qingman has been haggard like this, is this worried about them? Or maybe I'm worried about Brother Luo Cheng.

Thinking of what happened in the ancient city, he immediately asked, "Sister Qingman, is Brother Luo Cheng back?" You don't know, there are a lot of corpses out there, but luckily you're fine......"

Before he could finish speaking, the person in front of him suddenly rushed towards him-

Duan Qianxiao was stunned for a moment, but Wen Yuan reacted in an instant, his eyes moved, and he pulled him aside!

"Bang!"

Qing Man's robe was covered with turquoise powder, and because Duan Qianxiao avoided it, he fell stiffly in the sand.

When the powder hits the sand, it makes a "sizzle" corrosive sound. If Duan Qianxiao hadn't dodged just now, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

There wasn't even a smell of blood around, but Wen Yuan already understood through Qing Man's pupils that she had been dead for a long time.

He cautiously bent down to probe her breath, and sure enough, there was no movement.

Duan Qianxiao said in a trembling voice: "How can this be? ”

Wen Yuan suddenly felt that something was wrong, he looked at Qing Man's posture and felt that the feeling of her legs was a little awkward.

He wanted to check, but when he thought of something, his body froze again.

Eventually, he said, "Let's get around her and go inside the house." ”

The back room smelled of rancidity, and the walls were streaked with traces of blood. The whole room felt weird and bloody, and in the hot air, Duan Qianxiao broke out in a cold sweat.

Wen Yuan sighed softly.

"I'm wondering if Luo Cheng knows about this."

……

The sky was getting darker.

Luo Cheng walked naked on the yellow sand.

A dark shadow gradually appeared beside him, looking at him condescendingly.

"You're here." Luo Cheng's voice was hoarse.

His eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale and terrifying, and his pupils seemed to have lost their light.

The masked man who came looked down at him, Luo Cheng, who had always liked neatness, had a shabby robe, and was covered in knife wounds and sweat.

He walked among the piles of corpses, and his whole body was extremely embarrassed, like a lost dog.

"Looks like you're not having a good time lately." The masked man said leisurely.

Luo Cheng clenched his fists and said hoarsely: "Do you know!?" Does this matter have anything to do with you! ”

The masked man lifted his eyelids and said lightly: "That's the killer sent by your family, obviously you saw them kill her with your own eyes, you yourself failed to save her, and cowardly blamed me for this?" ”

Yes, Luo Cheng saw it.

But he always felt that something was wrong, how could it be so coincidental, obviously he was one step away from saving her.

She died in front of him.

Later, when he examined her corpse, he found that the brutes had done something inferior to her before killing her!

He was almost insane at that time, and rushed with a knife. Countless blood burst out, and the head fell to the ground, he didn't feel anything, almost numb, and only a piece of blood red was left in his eyes.

When he reached the last one, he collapsed between the sand.

But what's the use of this, all of them are killed, and Qingman can't come back.

The black shadow man smiled lightly, raised his eyes to look at Luo Cheng, and his eyes were faintly pitying: "Look at you, you have been in the bag for a lifetime, and in the end, you can't even protect the cherished things." ”

"She has been with you for so many years, and she trusts you with all her heart. You're like a waste, and you can only hold her corpse in agony. ”

"Shut up, fuck off!!"

When Luo Cheng heard this, a desperate roar came out of his throat, as if he was about to rush up and kill him in the next moment.

The atmosphere between the two was tense to the extreme, and many black shadow puppets suddenly appeared around them, surrounding them. The men stared blankly, their fingers covered with weapons.

It seemed that as soon as the masked man gave the order, they would pounce.

The masked man waved his hand and motioned for them to stand down.

The shadow retreated silently.

"Are you going with me?" The masked man looked into his sleepy beast-like eyes and said softly.

"We can give you supreme power to seek justice from those who have wronged you."

"I think you must be very unwilling."

Luo Cheng closed his eyes.

He remained motionless and did not respond, as if he had fallen asleep.

But if you look at him up close, you will see that his body is trembling slightly.

The masked man raised his eyebrows slightly, and said leisurely: "In fact, sometimes good and evil are not so important, people live in the world to have their own freedom. You have been in the place for so many years, and you can't fulfill any of your ambitions, you must be very unwilling, right? ”

Luo Cheng couldn't say anything.

This time the masked man seemed to have a good patience, and he quietly waited for Luo Cheng's answer.

“…… Good. ”

In the end, Luo Cheng said bitterly.

"But you're going to have to let me bury her properly."

The wind ceases here.

Darkness descended on the land, so heavy and overwhelming upon him.

The dawn never seemed to come again.

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