The blood seemed to be burned, the red-stained earth gradually steamed out a sticky aura, thousands of broken bodies were scattered on the ground, and Chen Jian felt trapped in a furnace called "battlefield". The heart was violently slammed, and the beating heart told him that he was still alive, but there was no real sense of survival, and he seemed to have become a ruthless killing machine, and the blurred picture of flesh and blood gradually merged into a part of the body, and the blood flowed everywhere, his own and the prisoners.

His heart has long been tired of the endless killing, but this is not over yet.

He spread out his hands and trembled as he pulled out a mutilated sword from the ground, the last one, and he thought inwardly, closing his eyes, and reluctantly piercing it through the chest of the prisoner who had fallen to the ground begging for mercy.

He could perceive that his heart had undergone irreversible changes at a certain moment, a kind of compassion was brewing in his heart, the heart seemed to have no place to stay, and the blood that affected it disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the red heartbeat to diffuse in the darkness, and he wanted to cover the heart that was about to float away with his hand, but his hand had no fingers, only bare white bones, and he couldn't use any strength.

"Ross ......"

Bai Yao walked up to them with a dying breath. The distance of fourteen paces, so far away a few minutes ago, and so easy to reach in the right hand a few minutes later, seemed to make a mockery of the futility of their toil.

"Rose?" the madman pinned the prisoner to the ground with a wooden stick, and when he looked up to wipe his sweat, he saw Chen Jian, which was solidified like a sculpture.

The slender figure stood alone, growing smaller and smaller in the red world of purgatory, like an ancient tree that could be seen everywhere, and like a shadow on the edge of dead branches and leaves.

Bai Yao suddenly felt that he was a person who had transcended this world, and his soul had flown to the realm of no end.

At this moment, Chen Jian is more like a rescued person. He stood there in a froze, his broken bones and fingers slowly recovering, he clenched his fists, his fingers touching the palms, palms touching the palms, undoubtedly his own hands, a pair of hands stained with sixteen immortal lives, he wanted to give a proper explanation for what he had done, but he didn't even understand what kind of response he hoped for, and who could fill the dark void in his heart that was becoming more and more addictive?

He slowly rotated his neck—as if it weren't on his shoulders—and the mottled shade circled the bodies of the prisoners with countless black holes, their hands and feet nailed to the wood, and the pain was clear with the blood that flowed out.

It was they who took advantage of the danger of others to imprison Bai Yao.

Chen Jian didn't want to ask Bai Yao what he had endured, and he didn't want to think about it. Bai Yao's appearance is not outstanding, her skin is pale and transparent, and she can see the blood vessels and bones through her face at a glance, but she still suffered those dirty and sad things.

Are the prisoners lost or regained? The distinction between human and animal nature no longer seems to matter.

His head was swollen a little, his muscles were gradually relaxing, and the pain that had accumulated before was reflected into his brain in an instant, and he could not stand steadily, and he felt a strong feeling of nausea like a high fever, but he was still standing in place, and his legs seemed to be connected to the ground.

The madman approached Chen Jian and opened his eyelids. "He looked like he was going to die. The madman said calmly. He was even more surprised that Chen Jian could fight for so long with serious injuries and kill the leader three times in a row, he could no longer estimate Chen Jian's belief.

After Bai Yao treated the wound with rags, he walked to their side: "Let him rest, madman, you carry him on your back." ”

"Okay. ”

"Huang Aimian is also here. ”

Bai Yao didn't even know that she had been blown to pieces by him.

"Long time no see. Huang Aimian smiled like no one else.

Bai Yao breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought I was going to be locked up there forever, but fortunately you found me." ”

Chen Jian leaned on the madman's back and listened to Bai Yao's voice in a daze.

She didn't seem to be sad at all, she just felt that she had wasted precious time being held by the men...... Why is this happening......

Chen Jian couldn't grasp his consciousness. He fainted and died not long after.

By the time they woke up, they had gone far away.

"You're alive. The madman felt the movement behind him and immediately put Chen Jian down.

Chen Jian felt that he had slept for a long time, the pain and sleepiness were swept away, he stood firmly on the ground, looking around, it was a strange place. His appearance was very sloppy, and his eye sockets were deep-set, as if he was seriously ill.

In fact, he was indeed sick, and the rift in his heart would not heal with rebirth, it would only grow deeper like a jar of poisoned wine.

"Where is this?"

"Purgatory. Said the madman.

Chen Jian smiled slightly after hearing this. The madman was still saying meaningless things, and the familiarity reassured him.

"It's about a dozen miles south of the Yellow Emperor Mountain. Bai Yao gave a relatively accurate answer.

Chen Jian saw that there was nothing abnormal about Bai Yao, and sincerely admired her strong heart. He asked, "What's next?"

"We have to find a way to unite with other indigenous tribes. ”

"It's hard to do. ”

"I know there's no other way but that. After we separated, I listened to Huang Aimian. ”

"Huang Aimian?" Chen Jian didn't know what he would say to Bai Yao, could it be that he had even told the truth about his killing of Bai Yao?

Chen Jian gritted his teeth: "This guy - forget it." ”

"What?" Bai Yao was confused, and didn't seem to know.

"I'll talk about that later. What tribe can we unite?"

"Let's go to the Windbreak Country first. Giants are birds' number one rival. ”

"But we didn't get the thunder drums, and they won't help us. ”

"You have been deceived. ”

"What?"

"To be precise, the Yellow Emperor deceived the Fengfeng clan. ”

"What does it mean?" Chen Jian had never felt that Bai Yao also liked to sell guanzi before.

"Kui can indeed summon thunder and rain, but the heat of the windbreak country is not directly related to Kui's death. If you think about it carefully, you can see why only the country of Fengfeng is extremely hot, and there is no other place either. ”

"yes, why is that?" the madman asked.

"It's just that it doesn't rain in the country of the wind, and the heat has another reason. ”

"Indeed...... So what's the reason?"

Bai Yao pondered for a moment and then said his conjecture: "It's Hao, this is what Huang Aimian and I came up with." ”

"Wow, when did you discuss it?!" the madman asked, surprised, "haven't we been walking together all the time?"

"While you're lying under a tree in the shade. Bai Yao gave him a blank look.

The madman can't remember that at all.

"Huh?" Chen Jian was in no mood to pay attention to the madman's sprinkling.

"It is a white-eyed bird," Huang said, "and has a human face, four eyes, and a pair of ears, which can make the region extremely arid. ”

"It's a bird doing the trick?"

"Well, it should be so," Bai Yao said, "We have to go into the Wind Country, and if it's a hindrance, we can find its hiding place and kill it." ”