Qin Daniu's movements were not slow, and he was fiercely protected in front of Yun Mei'er almost at the same time that Zhu Fan flashed in front of Yun Mei'er.

The tall body like a hill protects the people behind him, and the face that usually looks honest and honest is now like a lion guarding a calf, glaring fiercely at Zhu Fan, who is almost close to him.

It's a pity that he can't be compared with the current Zhu Fan at all, no matter how strong he looks, no matter how fierce his expression is, and how fierce the breath exudes from his body, it still can't reach Zhu Fan, who is only as high as his chest, and is no longer a human being.

Zhu Fan's hand, at the moment when Qin Da Niu blocked it, stretched out from the wide black sleeves with lightning speed!

Just like Fang Cai treated the village elder and the old man, he took Qin Da Niu's throat directly, and didn't even give him any chance to fight back, so he choked his throat and threw it to the side casually, and the strong body flew heavily to a distance of several zhang, and even those who fled were also crushed by this hill and died on the spot!

"No—"

Yun Mei'er let out a scream of almost despair, and before she even had time to look at Zhu Fan, she held her stomach and ran in the direction where Qin Da Niu flew away, but she only turned around, and she felt a bone-chilling chill enveloping the back of her head.

"Ahh She! She......! Frightened shouts were heard all around, and the entire mountaintop was in chaos.

Yun Mei'er turned her head sharply and looked in the direction that people were pointing, only to find that the person who was still standing on the ground was actually floating in mid-air at this moment!

The black hair was flying, and the blood-like flowers on the black dress danced among the crows hovering in the air, like living creatures.

And the most frightening thing is not only this, but the white and cold on the familiar face and the red-eyed skull hanging from her neck!

"No...... No, ......" Yun Mei'er hugged her stomach, covered her mouth with one hand, and looked at the little girl in the sky who was obviously no longer the person she used to be, and her tears couldn't stop flowing out.

Not fear, but overwhelm and disbelief.

"Best wishes...... Blis! She cried out with her stomach in her arms, hysterical and crying, "You lied to me! You've been lying to me! What the hell is going on?! What the hell is happening to you! Come down, come down! ”

That face is obviously the eyebrows and eyes she is familiar with, and it is obviously the tomboy Zhu Fan, who has played with her since she was a child!

But why...... Why is this happening? Why...... Tell her nothing, don't tell her anything, why......

In the chaos, Hexiang couldn't take care of Yun Mei'er if she could take care of the old lady's end, and was just about to run over to Yun Mei'er, but who knew that the person in the air suddenly waved his sleeves at Yun Mei'er after stopping for a moment.

He Xiang's eyes were about to split, and she ran desperately towards Yun Mei'er, "Sister! ”

However, it was still too late.

Yun Mei'er, who had a big belly, waved her sleeves like a kite with a broken string, and like Qin Da Niu, flew a few zhang away, hit a tree, and fell heavily.

"Nope! Sister-" Hexiang's legs went soft, and she fell to the ground, rubbing a large piece of blood on the ground with her palm.

Screaming and terrifying were so frightened that people couldn't find their way, everyone wanted to run down the hill, and a few went to the temple.

At this time, they still want the goddess to protect them, and they have always believed in the stone statue with no temperature inside.

It's a pity that the goddess at this time did not protect them, and those who rushed down the mountain one by one rolled down the stone steps one after another, breaking their necks, broken hands, and broken feet.

Screams after screams filled the top of the mountain, and the air was already occupied by the thick smell of blood because of the faint smell of ashes from the burning paper.

The person floating in mid-air, her wide robe swaying in the wind, the red flowers were like fire, and with a slight wave of her sleeves, a corpse would be separated.

They screamed, screamed, fled, fell.

I saw that as soon as the person floating in the air stretched out his hand to Zhou Gang, who was fleeing in a panic, Zhou Gang's eyes suddenly bulged, and he rolled down from his eye sockets, and there was another scream.

"No...... Don't ......" Hexiang's hands trembled, she was clearly not injured, but her body was already red with the blood of those people.

She crawled towards the old lady, who had already fainted.

At this moment, Hexiang thought more about how much they had never come up, more about them sitting and chatting in the courtyard after dinner, more about listening to the words of the gentleman in his ear, and more about ...... The second girl who mischievously played with her.

But no, everything was gone, the gentleman was not here, and they did not eat when they came.

By the way, the gentleman is still lying on the bed, he is still injured, will he be okay? If...... Will he take care of himself?

Hexiang didn't know, she didn't know anything, everything in front of her was like a hell, dead, broken, gone, the soil that buried Zhuhua was red, I don't know whose blood had infected it.

There was a sudden movement around her, and she looked over tremblingly, and found that it was Zhu Baozhu's head!

The pupils suddenly dilated, and the stomach churned, "Gross!" ”

It was uncontrollably spit out.

"Fan'er!"

And at this moment, a clear voice suddenly came from the stone steps, which was different from the voice of the person above them, there was no anxiety and panic, but it was somewhat familiar.

Hexiang endured nausea and lay on the ground and raised her eyes weakly, and the person in white met her eyes like this.

The man was as warm as jade as always, there was a tranquility in his phoenix eyes, and the Lanzhi jade tree was like a fairy, he walked over slowly, looked up at the person in mid-air, and stopped when he was about two feet away from the person, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Three...... Third Young Master......"

He Xiang moved her lips, naturally she recognized the person, but she didn't expect that this person was still so calm after such a time, why?

One black and one white, strange and beautiful in this piece of blood red, she stopped, her godless eyes met the man's beautiful eyes, and time seemed to have stopped for a moment.

Fox Zhiyi looked at the little girl above, with a smile on the corner of her lips, and her whole body was like a touch of warm jade, dyeing a touch of warmth for this cold and bloody night.

"Fan'er," he looked at her and said softly, "Third Uncle has finally seen you." ”

That year, when he came, there was only a handful of loess left, and the last time he saw her was when she was caught, and when he said goodbye, the cardamom was in his prime, and the past was vivid, and it became a regret in his heart.

Now, that regret has finally been filled, and what he sees is no longer the pile of loess full of desolation.

It's a pity that compared to his sobriety and gentleness, the people of the past are long gone.

Zhu Fan looked at him, indifferent, unconscious, and indifferent, she looked at the person in white, and felt strange, isn't this person afraid of death? Why, did he know her?

So she asked, "Who?" ”

From the beginning of the killing to the present, Hexiang has never heard her speak, and the person is like a madman who can't express himself, but at this moment, she opened her mouth to the man.

Also, how can you not feel a little bit?

She has no ordinary relationship with him.

Compared to the pain when he first heard the words ask him who he was from her mouth, Fox Zhiyi was now able to control it very well.

He didn't show a trace of sadness, he just smiled, looked at the red and godless eyes, and told her: "Fan'er, you forget, I am your third uncle, we have been relatives and worshipped heaven and earth, I am your husband." ”

"Husband...... Jun ...... "Just like the first time they met, she was like a child learning to speak, biting those two words stiffly.

Hu Zhiyi blinked and chuckled: "It's okay, Fan'er, you go, the third uncle is waiting for you." ”

He said that one day he would make her think of him again, and it didn't matter if he forgot it for a while, if he couldn't remember it for a long time, he wouldn't let her go.

Zhu Fan didn't understand, as if she had lost all her patience, and when she saw a person running under her behind the man, she stared at her and waved a yin wind.

But in an instant, the man fell to the ground with a scream, and a large pool of blood gushed out from under him, staining Hexiang's eyes red.

Hexiang couldn't scream anymore, her throat seemed to be tightly choked by an invisible hand, and she couldn't make a sound, and when she raised her eyes again, she saw that the blood-stained hands were choking the jade-like man's throat.

Hexiang's eyes widened, tears rolled down from her eyes without warning, she stretched out her hand to that end, and wanted to grab that hand in a blur of blood and tears, "Fan...... You can't do that to him, you can't ......"

"Click!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking, accompanied by the action of retracting the claws, was clearly insignificant, but it was so clearly transmitted into Hexiang's ears, and at this moment, it seemed that she really couldn't hear anything in her ears.

The screams of the people, the sound of the wind, and even the sound of her own breathing were all cut off.

She watched as the originally spotless person was stained red with blood, and finally fell down slowly, closing those graceful eyes, but the corners of her blood-stained lips were slightly raised.

"Complicated ......"

Hexiang pursed her lips bitterly, her outstretched hand trembling in front of her eyes, and she finally fainted from excessive fright.

The cold wind roared, and the entire temple top was filled with a thick smell of blood, and bursts of screams fell, and even the firelight seemed to be dyed red.

The soil in the deep pit, which had been buried not long ago, was still soft, and streams of bright red blood seeped into it like a trickle, so that the soft place collapsed to a corner.

It didn't take time for a stick of incense, as if in an instant, the entire temple mountain became an empty mountain full of dead people, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

Cao Chunhua's body tied to the tree was already stiff, and she opened her eyes in horror as the deadly ghost appeared in front of her, but she could no longer find her voice, and her eyes were staring at the person until she died.

As if asking: Why?