It was a dream of a hot summer night, the stars were shining, the world was calling to her, the silver-white greatsword tore through the night, and in this silence there was an endless dawn, it seemed to be like the rising sun, rising, but she saw the great shadow that slept in it, and the omnipresent evil.

Around the greatsword, countless shadows walked through the ruins, and endless black beasts peered at them through the cracks, peeking at them, they were formless, but no one else could see them.

The fools were blinded by the light, and they wailed towards the blood-staining greatsword like a numb corpse.

She had seen too many familiar figures among them, and her sister bore the brunt of it, her eyes were bloody, and her body was full of terrible black flames, and she stumbled and wanted to walk over

Not only her, but the others, Kuaishou, Ivan, Haig, Dahl, oh, and her father, who was crawling on the ground like a worm, trying to make his way towards the greatsword.

"What a fool" she burst into tears, wiped her hand, and realized that she was shedding bloody tears, black as ink, but with a hint of dark red.

She tried to wipe it, but the sticky black blood flowed more and more, and when she realized that there was nothing she could do, she realized that she was drowning in black blood.

No, she struggled to her feet, screaming, crying, but sinking deeper and deeper, cold and sticky blood spilled over her legs, her lower body, her chest, her shoulders, all the way upward, like a living blood snake wound around her.

The blood flowed more and more and darker, and eventually, black blood flooded her eyes, drowning everything, and then she woke up from the darkness

"Another nightmare" Wilna wiped the sweat from her body, and the horror in her heart grew, she hugged her knee, but the scar on her leg made her groan with a bitter pain, and the chill that penetrated deep into her bone marrow made her moan incessantly.

She could feel her body stinking, rotting, stiffening, oh, why didn't she just die.

Verna raised her hand, and the bandages wrapped around her, wrapping her like a living corpse that had been dead for a thousand years.

"Cold" she trembled all over, and then clenched her teeth, as if as soon as she let go of it, the last heat would leave, "pain"

"Let's put on another layer of quilt," the masked girl walked in from outside, her voice thin, cold, almost lifeless, "Drink some bitter millet tea." ”

She took the bitter tea and drank it as if enchanted. For the past few days, the pain has tormented her sleeplessness, and the only thing that can relieve her pain is this tea. She knew she had drunk too much, but if she didn't, she wouldn't be able to sleep.

It would be nice if I drowned in this tea. She imagined with disgust that it was a wonderful scene for her, that I should have died in the tunnel like everyone else, and that it would all be over.

Thinking of the corpses lying on the ground for no apparent reason, and the hot gun in her hand, she had a vague feeling that frightened her, that she had killed those people.

The old ranger, the coward Noel, the fool Addo, and the others, the entourage, they all died, and I suspect that they all died under my gun, and it is sad what kind of monster I have become.

She still hasn't left any impression on that bloody journey like a fantasy, it was too vain and too terrifying, she only remembered,

Himself and the masked girl helped each other through the nightmare passage, as if they were really dreaming.

The paralyzed girl didn't know what was going on.

The journey that followed was so long and long that it was impossible to breathe, and what made her even more depressed was that she always felt that someone was watching her, something indescribable was watching her back.

Forget it, that dream is over, what's the point of thinking about it again?

She had forgotten even Madame Humbisa's commission, and was thinking only of one thing at the moment.

"If I continue to sink, one day I won't even be able to reach his shadow, let alone take revenge," Werna clutched the quilt and had no clue how she was going to get revenge.

What am I going to do? Mother Tunnel, help me, give me strength

She prayed for a while, and when she realized that she could not get the affection of the Mother of the Tunnel, she stood up and limped to the place where she was washed.

The cold clear water was cold and clear, sweeping away her fatigue.

Before Verna could get far, she saw rows of girls exercising their bodies through the distant station, stretching or trying to tiptoe in these strange movements, and on the other side, a teacher was walking from a distance with a life-size nude male doll.

Three sensually dressed women, but already old, took the dolls and said something to the girls.

Of course, she understands that these girls are orphans or outcasts raised by the Jade Court, and they will become maidens, and they will be branded on their wrists to symbolize the identity of the Jade Court, and those marks will make them more delicate and sexy, and they will also make them doomed. The most beautiful of them were sent to the arms of the powerful merchants and stationmasters of the other stations for their sexual pleasure.

Isn't that what a maid does? Verna felt sorry for them, but soon she felt sorry for her excess pity.

She can't even be a maid with this appearance, but she still has to pity those girls who are about to wear gold and jade, and the pillow is soft and soft, so what qualifications does she have to pity her? Wake up

She soon fell into a kind of self-pity and contemplation, and she could not extricate herself for a long time, until she was awakened by the Mask, Alexandria, who was still a winged shield symbolizing the Rangers, mysterious and noble, and did not dare to seek trouble easily.

"Lady Lizard wants to see us," she whispered, Werna could barely hear clearly, but she heard the words "Lady Clarity" and knew he wanted to see them.

Ms. Mingxi was once a handsome man, but because she was forced to take sex reassignment drugs, she became the "young lady" of Yuting Station, specializing in satisfying certain customers with unique fetishes.

By now, he was in his thirties, and he looked more like a woman in his forties and fifties after taking too many drugs, and the discerning customers were no longer interested in him, so he became the "head teacher" here who specialized in training girls.

It was the servant he taught to save Verna and the paralyzed girl, and then reported it to him, and he agreed to take them in for the time being.

When Verna saw him, the slender man with a wrinkled face was training his maids, and among the two young girls in the row, named Xiaowei and Xiaoqi, were the two same maids who had brought them back, they were sixteen or seventeen years old, but they were kinder than she thought.

She thought that the maids were very sophisticated, but when she saw these girls, she knew how ridiculous her previous idea was, and they had already begun to receive all kinds of men two or three years ago

, but they were willing to do their best to save two strangers who had nothing to do with them, and they even used their small savings to help me, which she deeply remembered.

For this, Verna squeezed out an ugly smile towards the two innocent girls. Even though the healing wound on her face was torn apart by her smile, she also wanted to express her heartfelt gratitude to the maidens, and when she returned to Grey River Station, Verna swore to repay them.

But what should I swear, I have lost everything, and what can I repay them

Just as she stared straight at the two innocent girls, the clear "lady" stood beside her and the two girls, his eyes were cloudy and vicissitudes, his skin was wrinkled and skiny, and he had completely lost the appearance of a thirty-year-old man, and he was still smeared with something similar to perfume, and a greasy sweetness made her nose wrinkle slightly.

"Lenny," Lady Clear smiled gracefully at her, at least his smile was quite qualified, "you said you wanted to go back to Greyriver Station?" ”

Verna nodded sullenly.

"Not long ago, a young and promising merchant recaptured the Gray River Station and restored the neutral trade route, and there are many rumors about this."

Verna remained silent.

"It was a terrible battle," Lady Clear continued, "the Rangers' Wings of Freedom, the Children of Flame, and the outlaw mercenaries from the Northern Chaos all came to his aid, and even then, it took them three days to wipe out the Black Beast's lair at the head of Dawan Station, and the war was devastating, with the Rangers and the Children of Fire almost all wiped out, even the Wild Man Stationmaster at Feishui Station."

"Dead?" Verna's voice was even more muffled, "Who is the current stationmaster of Feishui Station?" ”

"I don't know," Ming shook his head, "but now it's said that a person named Summer is the acting stationmaster of Gray River Station, and people say that he is a handsome young man, and some people even say that he is from the ground, and even Sifu, who used to be the deputy head of Gray River Station, also works for him, he is too mysterious."

"What do other people think of him?" Her eyelids twitched slightly.

"People hail him as a hero, Grey River Station has rebuilt its home, and so is Big Bay Station, even here in us, there are people talking about how he tore the throat of the Black Beast King with one hand, and there are many outrageous rumors about him," Ming Cheng took a breath and looked at the girls in the distance, "Anyway, Lenny, Grey River Station has been rebuilt, you can go back safely, maybe you can still find your surviving relatives." ”

Verna pursed her lips before she nodded heavily.

He looked at her with clarity and pity, and did not speak again.

Verna turned back to her familiar place, thinking of what she had just said. She arrived at the transport station on the edge of the Han Court, a chaotic and barren place where officials occasionally asked her about the story of the missing caravan.

She said a hundred times that she didn't know, told a thousand times what she had been through, and couldn't trust the officials at the transport station.

The pain almost made her bedridden, and the officials who interrogated her did not care about a sick girl, and in the end it was the two kind-hearted girls who had been sent to serve the officials who helped her and sent her here for more favorable treatment, but she had been lying long enough.

She had to rush back as soon as possible, but she had no idea what to do or what to do, she just wanted to go back.

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