Murong Yinzhu was in a bloody color, all he saw in front of him was a vague red, all he could smell was the smell of living things and dead things, and all he could think about was to keep killing to vent the restlessness of his body, and vent the load caused by absorbing too much blood on his body.

Then continue to kill, suck blood, continue to vent, and the cycle repeats.

She could barely hear what the others were saying, she had only thought about killing since then, and she had forgotten it, she only knew that when she tore open the body of that person with abundant aura, the pleasure, body and mind were full of happiness.

She tore the man apart little by little, and then her world was shattered, and then, she kept tearing apart, from humans to beasts.

And then, she was trapped, and the creature that had trapped her was now standing in front of her, an invisible annoyance that prevented her from rushing out and tearing him apart, she had dashed again and again, but the invisible thing was stronger than the ice that had frozen her.

At last, her ears stopped, and she heard him asking her over and over again.

"Who let you live, why are you alive, is it really to kill? Murong Yinzhu, answer my question well. ”

Who is Murong Yinzhu? She thought, what does it mean to be alive? Let her kill, let her keep killing and killing, no one will stop her, no one will come to disturb her.

"Murong Yinzhu, don't you have any relatives? Don't you have anyone you care about? The man asked again, and he made a gesture that looked like he was going to draw his bow and shoot an arrow, but he didn't have anything in his hand, and then his annoying voice could still be poured into her head.

The person who cares, what does this mean, what does it mean to care about the person, the numb brain is a little loose at this moment, as if it is creaking and turning, and begins to think and recall slowly, the person who cares...... People who care......

Suddenly, there was an extra picture in the blood, Murong Yinzhu seemed to see a smiling face in the blood, a handsome man with sharp edges smiled softly at her, beckoning to her, his lips closed one by one, as if he was holding him.

"Yinzhu, Yinzhu, don't cry, stand up, come with my brother, my brother will protect you, always protect you." The man was smiling, but the picture flickered, and the man was lying in a pool of blood, "Yinzhu, you have to live, keep your humanity alive, and my brother will always guard you." ”

As soon as the picture passed, it regained its bloody color again, but Murong Yinzhu stopped struggling, stopped any movement, and lowered his head, only looking at the ground.

"Brother......" She muttered these two words out of her mouth, brother, something was blowing up in her chest, she raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her again who was doing a strange bow drawing posture, "Brother, what is it?" Brother, who is it? ”

Han Anyan was shocked, is Murong Yinzhu a little sober? Fortunately, a bow and arrow composed of spiritual energy immediately appeared in his hands, this is not a malicious ice arrow of attack, it is just an ordinary spiritual energy arrow, as long as Murong Yinzhu does not move, he can shoot this into her head and make her faint.

As long as she faints, even if it is only for a short time, it is possible for him to repair Rong Hua's drunken seal, then Murong Yinzhu should also be completely sober.