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Nature reserve on the outskirts.

The two slender figures looked a little hasty.

"Mother, I can't run." A girl with a delicate face frowned slightly.

"Xiaoqian, come on, don't stop!" The older woman next to her also had a solemn face, and sweat unconsciously oozed from her forehead and slid down her cheeks.

They're still running.

It's so rushed and overwhelmed.

Sweat soaked through their thin clothes.

The mud of the woods made them filth and filth.

But they're still running.

Fugitive, to be exact.

What makes them ignore all this, desperate for anything?

Aimless escape?

In the darkness of the night, they could not find their way, and they did not have the patience to explore.

If there is an abyss in front of them, they will also jump desperately.

What if you jump over?

It's called an escape from death.

"Mother, I don't want to run! I don't want to keep running, we can't escape! The girl's sweat-soaked hair clinged to her cheeks.

"No, that thing is what your father has been trying to protect all his life, and we must not lose it, let alone fall into the hands of others!" Women's voices are unquestionable.

"Mother, I'll give you the things, you go and escape, I'll stay and drag them down!" As she spoke, the girl put her hand on her chest.

"No, that's going to die! Xiaoqian, you can't die yet! Let my mother stay! The woman exclaimed.

"Why? Now that my dad has sacrificed for this, I have to do something for him! The girl seemed a little irrational and wanted to rip off the pendant on her chest.

But the pendant was actually set raw on her chest, and the pendant was light purple and slightly transparent, as if a trace of flesh and blood could be seen from the outside.

Cruel.

The girl tried to brutally tear the pendant off her chest.

But the pendant seems to have grown on the girl's body, and it is connected to the girl's flesh and skin, like a part of her body, how can it be easily torn off?

"Xiaoqian, don't do this!" Both had stopped, and the woman pushed the girl's hand away from her chest.

"Mother!"

Suddenly, the girl screamed loudly.

There was a hint of reluctance and more desperation in that roar.

Seeing her daughter's miserable appearance, the woman's tears welled up in her eyes, and she unconsciously put her hand in front of her mouth in order to hide the unstoppable sobbing.

"Mother, we can't escape that fate, whether it's you or me, we'll die, won't we?" The girl suddenly returned to her composure and said in a declarative tone.

But the more they collapse, the more they must pretend to be calm, and this humble gesture of accepting reality or compromising with fate is exactly what women are most distressed and least want to see.

"Xiaoqian, do you remember why we came to Shenyang?" The woman calmed down a little and asked.

The girl fell silent suddenly.

"The hexagram when you were born, when you were sixteen years old, in Shenyang, Liaoning, China, you will meet someone who is destined, and he can help you change your life against the sky, not only your fate, but also the fate of our entire sect!" The woman said earnestly.

The girl's tone suddenly became urgent, "But we are here too, what about destined people?" ”

"Xiaoqian, you will meet!" Then the woman sighed again, "I just didn't expect them to chase after me so soon!" ”

"They're haunted," the girl frowned.

After speaking, a loud wolf howl came from a distance.

Whew~

More voices have responded to it.

Roar.

Chirping.

Howl of rage.

There was greed in that voice, there was excitement, there was an irrepressible desire to tear others apart.

For a time, the whole suburban nature reserve became lively, but the anger became more and more solemn, depressed, so depressed that the birds hid in the messy branches and leaves for fear of being discovered, the animals nested in the deepest part of the cave and shivered at the echo, and the insects desperately tried to dig deeper into the ground.

Everything is because of their arrival.

"They're coming—" The girl's afterglow swept into the darkness and there were dozens of pairs of shining eyes, as if they were prey, gazing greedily.

The woman smiled wryly, "We could have escaped longer." ”

"There's no need, we can't outrun them." The girl tensed and said without a trace.

"But we can't beat them." The woman smiled bitterly and did not fall.

"So we're going to die here today?" The girl suddenly laughed.

Woman: "..."

"I hope that the destined person that my mother said will appear in our last vitality, even once."

That way, that thing doesn't fall into the hands of these beasts.

"Xiao Qian, that's a gossip divination technique that has been passed down in our sect for thousands of years, and you can't go wrong!" The woman said.

"Maybe we've already met that destined person." The girl said suddenly.

The woman shuddered, her pupils dilated, and her head seemed to be thinking about anyone she had met these days.

Destined for someone?

The clues provided by the hexagram are ordinary.

Ordinary people?

The concept is too vague and broad to be determined.

In fact, you may have encountered it, but in fact, you may have missed it.

Bang.

The thunder swept across the sky, and the huge thunder seemed to be the sorrow before death, and the dazzling lightning swept through in an instant, just like the severed blade, cutting through the road in the dark sky, and the heavy rain poured down.

The rain fell heavily in an instant.

Their hair was wet, their clothes were wet, and their bodies were wet.

The rain blurred their vision.

With a sneer.

A black shadow burst out of the darkness, small and delicate, as fast as lightning.

Imminent.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

At this time, Meteor Resort was also lucky by this heavy rain.

The rain is dripping, slightly sad.

A noble and elegant room that seems to have a murderous motive.

"Huh? Is it raining? The woman heard a burst of thunder and went to the window to look out in confusion.

Feeling the cool, moist feeling of the falling raindrops, the woman closed the window tightly.

Usual.

But there seemed to be a shadow peeking at her in the darkness.

Looking at this beauty, she was alone in a huge room.

You can't see its outline clearly, it seems to melt into any dark shadow, and it seems to be everywhere, like a frozen snake in a farmer's arms, and you are afraid that it will wake up and bite you at any moment.

It wants to die!

The banquet in the main hall was still lively, and the men and women full of desire wore hypocritical masks to hide their ugly hearts.

No one feels this potential crisis.

In the darkness it licked the blade.

Like the scythe of death.

Sudden wind, pouring rain, I walk gently, just as I come gently, I wave the blade, paint the color of your life.

He's coming, close your eyes!