Fifty years later, the Central Plains Dynasty was in turmoil and war. Fortunately, there are not a few people with lofty ideals in the court, and there are many brave and strategic.

In recent years, the invasion of the barbarian tribes around the dynasty has been successfully suppressed, all because the general of the DPRK, General Xi Min, has been stationed at the edge of the southern rainforest for several years, and in recent days, the southern Zeyi has become more and more restless, and the war has started again.

It's just that this battle is different from the past, Ximin's resistance to the enemy is not good, and the whole gate is slaughtered by Zeyi in Nanze City. This time to fight against Zeyi, thanks to Wen Xiangrong, another fierce general in the DPRK and China, saved the people of Nanze from fire and water.

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In Nanze City, the flames were soaring, Wen Xiangrong walked through Nanze City with pride and disdain, with a fully equipped sergeant, behind him was the raging fire that ignited in Ximin Mansion, and on his side were the people of Nanze City who were grateful to him.

And all the thirty-five members of Ximin's family, who had been stationed in Nanze City, were killed by the Zeyi people and buried in the fire.

General Wen repelled the Zeyi people and kept Nanze City.

Wen Xiangrong won, and the class teacher returned to the dynasty, and he had his own fame.

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Time turns, the sun and the moon alternate. Sunset Xingmo was full of pain and hatred, she couldn't tell when it was now and where she was.

The pain of shattering bones and tearing flesh sent chills down her body. Finally, she opened her eyes and sat up with her hands braced.

The loess is flying in all directions, and countless loess slopes are stacked like mountains.

"Get up!" suddenly slapped her back, and she couldn't help but look at it in shock.

What made her up was a small monster of short stature, with dark green skin all over her body, eyes as big as a child's fist, red mouth and fangs, and very ugly.

"Idiot, I didn't see her with two arrows stuck in her legs, how could she get up. The speaker emerged from the other side of Xingmo's body, with earthy yellow skin and a slender and thin body, which contrasted sharply with the green monster.

After that, he stretched out his dry hand, grabbed the arrow on Xingmo's leg with one hand, and held the two arrows exposed on Xingmo's back with the other, "Bear with it!" ”

Before Xingmo could react, she quickly pulled the arrow out of her flesh and blood.

Xing Mo felt a tear in her chest, as if a cool breeze was passing through. She saw the yellow-skinned ghost strike again, trying to pull out the long knife from her chest. Waving his hand in a hurry, the guy's movements were very rough, "Wait! I'll do this myself." ”

The yellow-skinned monster looked at Xing Mo, grinned and nodded, motioning for her to do it herself.

Xing Mo frowned, gritted her teeth, patted the blade with both hands on her chest, and slowly and carefully pushed the steel knife out of her heart from front to back. She only felt as if something cold was passing through her chest, and there was no more pain.

Seeing this, the yellow-skinned ghost and the green-bodied monster looked at each other and smiled, "Look at your age of fifteen or sixteen years old, how could you die so miserably? As he spoke, one of them grabbed Xingmo's arm and lifted her up.

Xing Mo stood up and ignored him, this yellow-skinned ghost was only the same height as himself, and the green-skinned ghost was even shorter. Only then did she realize that she was not alone here, there were people like herself in front of her and behind her, and there were two strange-looking people on each side, heading in one direction.

Sunset was puzzled, "I'm dead, where is this?"

The green-skinned ghost laughed twice, "Of course it's where the dead should go." This is the entrance to the underworld, the Valley of the Sunset. ”

Xing Mo's heart trembled, it turned out that there was really nowhere to go after death. Is it really as the legend goes, everything in this life will be repaid in hell, and all the memories of this life will dissipate into nothingness before reincarnation?

The yellow-skinned ghost now likes this girl with resolute eyes, "I know what you're thinking, you're thinking, all the memories of this life will dissipate, and there will be no such person in the world, which means that everything is over in your life." The end means that you have become history, and you are not even history, because there may be no one in this world who remembers you, so how can you talk about history. The past of the red dust, don't be greedy anymore, people always have to look forward, in this underworld, the judge will decide, and Yama will convict him, and wait until the punishment is over, and re-enter the red dust. ”

When Xing Mo heard this, she was very unwilling. Suddenly, he shook his hand, "My relatives in my family were slaughtered and died miserably! There must be grievances in this, no one knows the truth, and no one will clear the snow for them! Is this the end of it?"

The green-skinned ghost was frightened by Xingmo's attitude, drooped his eyes, and waved his hand, "You...... You doll, don't be unwilling. Everyone has a life, and it is difficult for the heavens to manage the miscellaneous affairs of this world. Now that you're dead, what can you do if you don't look away?"

Xing Mo listened to what he said, slowly calmed down, and the yellow and green ghosts dared to slowly approach Xing Mo and stand by her side again.

The yellow-skinned ghost saw the tears in Xingmo's eyes, and drops fell down his face. Xing Mo rarely sheds tears like this, and at this moment she is helpless, and her heart is like fire.

Seeing her like this, the yellow-skinned ghost had to comfort her a little: "The world is always fair, and there will inevitably be a day when grievances will be revealed, and there should be no place for reincarnation, but the time has not yet come." ”

"Now that we have passed the Sunset Valley, we will truly enter the underworld, and the two of us are the caretakers who will accompany you through the Huangquan Road and the Evil Mirror Terrace. I'll be in charge of everything for you along the way. The yellow-skinned ghost winked at Xing Mo and said, "My name is San Lang, and his name is Husheng." ”

Xing Mo nodded silently, she didn't have the heart to say anything more to these yellow and green ghosts. There is only one road full of loess flying in Sunset Valley, and this is a road with no return, because this road is lined with towering loess peaks, each of which is sealed with white sails from top to bottom, and each white sail has different names of mortal regions written in black ink, like huge tombs. As the road stretches. The people who walk are going in one direction.

Finally, at the end of the road, there is no longer a dim skylight, and a wall of wind connects the world of Sunset Valley from top to bottom. A huge whirlpool on the wind wall slowly rotated hideously, the darkness was bottomless, and in the middle of the whirlpool there was a blue lightning raging and splitting, and the lightning light drove the wind to lift the loess away, and the blue light was reflected on the faces of the people in front of the wind wall.

Xingmo's pupils reflected the light of lightning, "Is it through this wind wall, you will reach the underworld." ”

Huang Sanlang nodded, "After the wind wall, it is the mirror of the evil mirror." The ten halls of Yama all looked at this mirror of evil, and there are no good people on the platform of the so-called mirror of evil, and they rely on this mirror to condemn you. ”

Xing Mo sneered, "My crime is sentenced by Yama, who will care about the person who kills my whole family!"

After all, she was not like the others who were so frightened by the lightning vortex that they didn't dare to take a step forward. Walking straight towards the wind wall, she closed her eyes, the wind raging and carrying the loess around her feet and body, she felt her whole body rise into the air, slowly being held hostage by the storm and swallowed by the whirlpool.

When she felt the ground under her feet again, she opened her eyes. Ghostly green fires filled her body as far as the eye could see, as if she were in a universe full of hazy stars.

In front of him, there are hundreds of white staircases, with a huge mirror surface shining with cold light, as tall as a palace. In front of her, a line of people stood in a line, slowly moving forward towards the mirror.

"You're running fast!" Huang Sanlang and Hu Sheng on Xing Mo's side gasped and just chased after her.

"I'm all dead, and I'm still afraid of that wall of wind and a few lightning?" Xing Mo just looked at the tall mirror in the distance, and didn't look at the two of them.

Huang Sanlang looked at her, this girl looked so sharp. "That's the mirror of evil, aren't you really afraid to look in that mirror?"

At this time, a man dressed as an official on the platform of the evil mirror was standing in front of the evil mirror, and the mirror showed the picture of him using his power to collude with his colleagues to persecute the people and seize the treasure of the woman before his death.

What he had done was announced to the public at this time, and he felt unprecedented fear, and his legs trembled.

"The people in front of the mirror of evil! Murder for money, immorality! Bring it into the palace of the king of Chujiang and continue to convict!" The sound was like a bell, shocking people's eardrums, and those who heard it were shocked.

Originally, the two guards beside the person, suddenly showed a long fork in his empty hand, and both stabbed into the flesh of this person's arm, and the two ghosts turned against the long fork and pulled this person off the evil mirror platform.

Seeing this, Xing Mo looked at Huang Sanlang, "If I am also convicted, will you and Husheng also drag me down with forks?"

Hu Sheng and Huang Sanlang touched their heads, a little afraid to look at Xingmo, and nodded silently.

Soon, Xing Mo had already walked through the 100-story staircase. In front of her was a mirror like the surface of a lake, and misty clouds were steaming and flying on the mirror.

On both sides of Xing Mo, stood Huang Sanlang and Hu Sheng. The three of them looked together at the misty mirror of evil.

The mirrored clouds slowly dispersed in all directions, and there were pink petals falling in the mirror, everything looked extraordinarily peaceful and beautiful, but it was very blurry, and in the distance, she seemed to see a red figure, and the wide sleeved robe was filled with the wind, falling from the sky.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind blew away all the white clouds and peach blossoms, the cold light flashed, the mirror was shattered, and the three people in front of the mirror were shocked.

In an instant, she felt that her chest was wet, and when she looked down, a slender and bright long sword poked out of the mirror and plunged straight into her chest standing in front of the mirror, the hilt of the sword was carved with white jade and buried in the mirror, and the clothes on her chest were covered with blood.

In the mirror, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and a fire broke out, and countless shiny stone fragments like red gems fell from the sky, and after a while, they all disappeared, leaving only a plain porcelain wine cup and a crystal clear white jade jasmine in the middle of the mirror.

Xingmo's chest was already stained with blood, and the sword was gone. She turned her head slowly, looking at Huang Sanlang with a slightly hollow look, "I thought that if I died, I would never bleed again." ”

After saying that, his eyes went dark and he fainted.

Huang Saburo and Hu Sheng hurriedly dragged her dumped body.