The little girl in the pink kimono ran wildly, ran to a green bamboo fence in one go, and carefully pulled the fence gate in front of her, listening to the sound of shouting in the distance echoing everywhere.

"Miss Sakurako, please come out, this town is also dangerous now, you can't stay alone in a dark place!"

"Sakurako-san, I'm Aida, please come out, please,"

The little girl in the pink kimono didn't dare to move, she didn't want to see anyone.

"Xiaobai, they all hate it, they hate it to death... If only they were all dead. ”

Sakurako seems to be talking to someone.

But there was obviously no one around her.

Her voice was low, mixed with resentment.

And the sound of Aida running faded away, and the shouting was also gone, and it was clear that the fat man had not found the little girl.

Sakurako didn't breathe a sigh of relief, there was a thick resentment in her eyes, this resentment was like two knives, and it would be more comfortable to cut off all the pieces of flesh of Ling Chi.

She touched the belly of her pink kimono.

There used to be a fetus in this abdomen.

It is a terrible thing for a teenager to have a fetus in his womb.

And the fetus died in the womb at the age of eight months.

There had been a judgment before, saying that these were twins, and that there should be two baby girls.

"Hmm, Xiaolan, do you want them all to die too? Then we'll go and destroy the boat, and they won't be able to leave, hehehe..."

"It's time for them to know our power. ”

Sakurako seemed to be talking to the air, and at some point, a miserable white dress fell from the sky, and suddenly stopped, hanging on the branch behind Sakurako, swaying and shaking, like a demon in the daytime.

Sakurako turned around, looked at the miserable white clothes hanging upside down behind her, and couldn't help but laugh happily, and her little face leaned over and slowly rubbed the white linen cloth, as if she could feel some warmth.

"Xiaobai, I know it's you Xiaobai... Have you finally come out of my body?"

A cold wind blows.

The miserable white shirt moved suddenly, and the corners of the clothes suddenly rested on Sakurako's shoulder, and then went around to the other side, slowly tightening.

Sakurako was obviously still immersed in the joy that Xiaobai actually appeared.

She didn't see a swollen woman's face suddenly appear on the neckline of the white shirt, narrow, weird, hideous, with a sensible smile.

"Xiaobai, and Xiaolan, do you know how much I miss you? I know you're all still there, but I just don't want to come out, I looked in the mirror, I have three pupils, it must be you. ”

The little girl in the pink kimono hugged the miserable white clothes behind her, and smiled sweetly on the side of her face.

"Hee-hee-hee... Why tickle me, it's so nasty. ”

Feeling that the white corners of her clothes had entered her neck, Sakurako couldn't help but chuckle.

But the next moment, a cruel, playful look flashed on the swollen woman's face.

The clothes wrapped around the neck of the little girl in pink suddenly tightened, and with a "whoosh" sound, it was directly wrapped into a white circle, strangled the little girl in pink tightly, and then hung it up.

Sakurako then raised her head and looked at the terrible grimace that was looking down on him, and screamed "ahh

But the strange thing is that Sakurako doesn't have much fear in her eyes, and there is not much relief, there is just resentment.

Extremely resentful.

In the midst of this resentment, she slowly closed her eyes.

Only then did the corners of the white robe loosen, allowing the little girl, who had become a corpse, to fall into the mud of the ground.

Evil spirits are driven by resentment and take pleasure in killing.

It's their instinct.

This white demon is not Sakurako's little white at all.

The white clothes were windless, and the swollen woman's face was gone, and the clothes looked like the clothes that had been dried by the neighbor's house, unintentionally blown up by the wind, and because of their light texture, they flew low in the air.

However, the garment suddenly listened and pulled down, and hung on a branch in the dense forest not far away.

An eerie atmosphere began to permeate.

The hideous face of the swollen face seemed to feel something, and reappeared, slowly turning its head.

The female ghost in white saw the little girl it had killed, and suddenly moved, and then moved.

When I looked up, I saw a miserable white child in a pink kimono with a resentful face, crawling suddenly.

The woman in white suddenly found that her body could not move.

And the miserable white girl suddenly jumped up, and in mid-air, three heads appeared, and then fell on the female ghost in white.

The resentment of his own misfortune, coupled with the resentment of the stillbirth of the twin baby girls, trusted at the last moment, and took over the resentment of being strangled to death, this is not a simple superposition.

Rather, it was a complete detonation.

Demons are untouchable spirits for humans, but within them, there are also hierarchical differences between them.

Generally speaking, the greater the resentment at death, the stronger it is after death.

Of course, this is also influenced by environmental factors.

For Sakurako, it can be said that there are few people in this world who are more resentful than her, and she has barely been able to taste the slightest joy, and has already lived a short life in the most tragic way.

She has naturally become a demon, and she is a three-headed nightmare-level demon with direct enlightenment.

After devouring the female ghost in white.

Sakurako slowly stood up, her eyes wide.

At this moment, Aida seemed to hear the movement here, and the man with a deformed body pushed open the bamboo door, looking at the miserable white face of the little girl in the pink kimono, he only thought that the latter was weak, but he did not suspect him, and just said: "Sakurako, clean up quickly, we are going to Dazhou." ”

The little girl in the pink kimono nodded blankly.

"Don't come out alone, it's coming, even this last town in Fuso is starting to get uneven, Sakurako, you can't stay alone in a dark place. You might come across those things. ”

Aida didn't know what the little girl in front of him had just gone through, and he didn't know that he had prompted it too late.

Turning his head, the huge fat man rubbed his belly.

Ten years ago, the sky cracked, rivers of scarlet blood fell from the sky, piled up in the deepest canyons of the snow-rich volcano, and then terrible things began to happen.

The source of the blood river is unknown, and it seems to be a mixture of countless balls of blood after the explosion, falling from the space on the other side to the country of Fuso.

Further back, countless evil spirits searched for that one in the red mist and crawled out of the river of blood.

More and more people are infected, and most of them are going crazy, but a very small number of people have gained the power to barely defend themselves against evil spirits.

But this kind of defense is only against the lowest level of evil spirits.

They call themselves ninjas.

The strongest of the ninjas once tried to spy on the secrets of the Blood River, but he died not long after he penetrated into the blood mist.

Before he died, he sent back a message with a secret method and told the remnants of the country of Fuso.

Million... Don't try to explore the river of blood again.

Because the evil spirits they have seen are only the most ordinary evil spirits.

Further up, there is a terrible nightmare.

The head is respected, among them, the three heads are the most respected!

On the chic and oppressive path, Sakurako, who bowed her head, stepped on the clogs, dragging her body and slowly followed behind Aida, her lips with a strange curvature.