The night sank like water, and a huge blood moon slowly rose on the pitch-black sky, reflecting that the suspended altar above Nancheng seemed to be soaked in blood, and the more evil aura soared into the sky, making people look forward to the color change.

In an abandoned building that did most of the time before it stopped, I sat around the table with Fan Wuman, Mao Jie, and Liang Xiaoxi, for fear of attracting the attention of outsiders, the house was not lit, and the cement walls on all sides were not even white-dusted, and the mottled and piercing deep scratches were mixed with a lot of bloodstains, I didn't need to ask to guess that there must have been a tragic battle before here, otherwise there would not be so many criss-crossing traces, and from Wu Yue's villa all the way back, Only then did I understand that the more than 2 million people in Nancheng were not afraid of the red haze and hid at home and did not dare to go out, but they died and caught, and some people who were too deeply poisoned became monsters who did not perceive, did not know pain, and could only catch people to eat meat and drink blood.

"Are all the people who were captured on the altar?" After a long silence, I finally asked, and the deep guilt hidden in my heart once made me want to die, but I knew that I could not apologize with death, because all these consequences were caused by my wrong judgment, so no matter what, I must try to turn the tide, set things right, and give everyone a peaceful future!

This belief supports me and I still have the courage to live, but the picture in my mind has already flown to the ancient tomb in western Sichuan thousands of miles away, and I don't know if Ling Kai is still asleep? Or has he been assassinated by Wu Yue's use of conspiracy?

I could hardly imagine it, so I could only take a deep breath and force myself to stop thinking nonsense.

"Yes, they were all taken to build the altar, and it is estimated that there are no less than a million people." Liang Xiaoxi saw that no one else meant to answer, so he took the initiative to answer me.

Ever since I told everything about it, Mao Jie no longer bothered me, I knew that he was angry with me and resented me, thinking that I was the culprit of all this, but I had no right to blame him, so I could only endure his ignorance of me in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, Liang Xiaoxi is still righteous, and he will take the initiative to agree every time he goes back to the cold field, I glanced at him gratefully, turned my head to look at Luo Chenhui, who stood at the window and looked up at the altar for a long time, motionless like a sculpture, although I was very curious about when he came back from abroad, but it was expected to be related to the changes that occurred in Nancheng, coupled with his prejudice against me, I never mustered up the courage to talk to him.

Seeing that the atmosphere was cold again, Fan Wuman, who had been focusing on boiling tea, cooking tea, and making tea, raised his eyes and swept over everyone, and asked lightly, "What?" Aren't you going to come up with a solution? ”

Mao Jie, who had just raised his arm to pick up the teacup from the wooden plate of Kung Fu tea, looked stunned, his resentful gaze swept over me, and he snorted coldly, "Is there any way to think of it?" Even Akai was locked up by his own people, so why should we compete with that monster of the waning moon? ”

My heart throbbed suddenly, as if it had been pierced by a sharp object, and I lowered my eyes slightly, closed my eyes, and tried to calm the pain in my heart, but I couldn't say a word.

"There's one thing I want you to figure out, the waning moon has been plotting the Blood Infant Curse for thousands of years, how can anyone turn things around? What's more, the cultivator himself was taken advantage of by someone to enter because he lost his memory with a forbidden spell, and this result was expected, but if you still blame each other like this, what is the point of the situation? ”

The words without any emotion eased the throbbing pain in my heart slightly, I opened my eyes and looked at him, and smiled sadly to express my gratitude, he didn't look at me, and slowly took a sip of strong tea, "Although Shen Muheng is an ancient beast, after all, he has lived for too long, and he is already a candle in the wind year, and he will not live long." Thanks to his delay, we can drink a few cups of tea here, and once the waning moon is empty, how long do you think we can be stable? ”

Although his voice was cold and warm, everyone knew that his words were the truth, once the waning moon pulled out his hand, he would definitely round us up with all his might, and I had relatives in his hands, so I couldn't ignore the life and death of my father and Hua Yan.

Therefore, I shook my spirit, and after thinking for a while, I said, "I know that you are all blaming me in your hearts, it is me who does not know black and white, and reverses the identity of the cultivator and the waning moon, and I will not shirk the responsibility. But now is not the time to hold accountable, let's discuss a way to undo the wrongs. You also know that my father Yun Xueli and Hua Yan are in the hands of Wanyue, and I must save them, as well as the innocent people who were captured on the altar, they must be saved. I will drag them in the city, and you will immediately rush to the west of Sichuan to rescue Ling ...... Kai, only by bringing him back can he confront the waning moon, he is the only hope. ”

I used almost all my strength to say the name Ling Kai, but when I thought of him being locked in an ice coffin at the moment, I felt a violent cramp in my heart.

"No, it should be us who stay, and you go to western Sichuan." Luo Chenhui, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly turned around, looked at me with heavy eyes, and said.

I was stunned for a moment, turned my head to look over, his thin figure looked extraordinarily tall in the night light, but his back to the light, I couldn't see his expression clearly, I only felt that his eyes were extraordinarily bright, and they also shone in the dark, like stars in the sky.

"Yes, you have been to the ancient tombs of western Sichuan, and you are very familiar with the terrain there, and it will be a waste of time for us to go around and around. In this way, Mao Jie and I deliberately created an incident to delay them, Ah Hui is a fresh face, he can turn into a common person and sneak into the team that builds the altar, waiting for the opportunity to rescue Uncle Yun, Hua Yan or other people, if Mr. Fan is willing to help us stop the waning moon and help Yun Ya leave the southern city, it is best, and I think they will definitely not let us go to the west of Sichuan to rescue Akai, this road will definitely not be peaceful, and I need to bother Mr. Fan to escort Yun Ya, can you? "Liang Xiaoxi's arrangement is reasonable and meticulous, everyone said they have no opinion, but Fan Wufu seems to be reluctant, I know that he is unwilling to meddle in the affairs of the red dust, otherwise he would not have accepted the kindness of Wanyue and borrowed his villa. He retorted, "No need, it's enough for me to go to western Sichuan alone." ”

"You ......," Liang Xiaoxi froze, and I smiled, "Don't forget, I'm not the Yun Ya I used to be, I'm a witch spirit girl who was only born once in a thousand years." Now I am able to protect myself, rest assured. ”

"yes, I did." Liang Xiaoxi smiled, still with hidden worry in her eyes.

I know he's worried about my safety, but I just want to fly to western Sichuan to rescue Ling Kai as soon as possible, and nothing else really matters. After this division of labor, we went our separate ways, and I took advantage of the night to move around the empty city, trying to find a means of transportation and get out of the city as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, there were already people patrolling the city, all of whom were civilians wearing police uniforms and holding guns, but their eyes were all red, and they knew that they were trapped by witches and spells, and they didn't know what they were doing.

As the patrol team grows more, many people hiding in hidden places such as basements and supermarkets have been ruthlessly arrested, and I feel unspeakably sad. Looking up at the half-built altar above my head and reaching into the sky, and the city where I live has become a purgatory on earth, all of this is inseparable from my actions, I can't help but swing my fist and hit the hard wall, the sound of cracking bones is heard, but I don't feel any pain, I look down at the blood that slowly flows from between my fingers, I take a deep breath.

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