In the thick smoke, faint cries and screams were heard.

Ye Qingxuan suppressed his hallucinations and forced himself not to listen to the murmurs that were getting clearer and clearer in his ears.

In the thick fog, he groped his way up, staggering along the abandoned sewers. Sometimes, he pushed open an iron door and saw that it was empty. Then he pushed one open and saw the faces of the men who were twisting and crying.

Then he opened one door after another, but he never found the little girl who had been knocked out by himself.

Until finally, he climbed the final staircase wearily, pushing open the last door with all his might, and saw her sleeping face.

"So you're here. He muttered softly.

She was still asleep, not waking up, as if she hadn't noticed it.

"It would be nice if you were quiet all the time. ”

Ye Qingxuan pinched her cheeks, and only at this time could she see that she was a very cute little girl. The eyebrows are delicate, quiet, cute and beautiful, like a doll.

Ye Qingxuan bent down and stretched out his hand to pick her up, but at that moment, his face changed and he fell to his knees.

"You ...... Small mongrel. ”

A dagger was drawn from his back, and the voice was hoarse.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, behind him, the old woman with red eyes was holding a dagger in her hand, her face distorted: "Do you know what you did?!"

Ye Qingxuan knelt on the ground, stretched out his hand and touched it, and felt the blood red seeping out.

But looking at her red eyes, Ye Qingxuan couldn't get up and wanted to laugh.

"Didn't you say it? There are always so many unfortunate misfortunes in human life......

He repeated the hypocrisy of the old woman, staring into her eyes, but his eyes were extremely sincere, and he sneered: "Sometimes, you have to endure it." ”

"Damn little bastard!"

Emma whispered hatefully, biting her tongue to maintain sanity.

Thinking of the crazy group of men downstairs, her heart was dripping blood. She finally saved so many teams over the years, and finally had a place in Xiacheng, but she didn't expect that all of them would be planted in the gutter overnight.

For the first time, she felt regret, and it was difficult to ride a tiger.

She wanted to turn away and run away, but the greed in her heart burned like a fire—enough money to drive anyone crazy.

As long as she retrieves that little girl, she will never have to hide in this mire in Avalon again. She could go to Burgundy, to Corsica, or smuggle her way to the East and live her life drunk.

The group of Orientals even promised to rejuvenate themselves and mend their aging bodies due to forbidden surgeries. Youth, returning to youth, is really a dream that no amount of girl's blood can hope for......

"Die!"

She screamed hoarsely and pounced in an instant.

Ye Qingxuan rolled on the ground, but he had no strength.

This old woman, who once looked sad and lonely in her eyes, finally showed her true colors. Reveal the cruelty of using other people's lives to raise demons.

Ye Qingxuan didn't expect her speed to be so fast, Ye Qingxuan rolled on the ground with all his strength, and saw that the floor he was on just now had been completely pierced.

In her hand, the sharp dagger flickered with cold light, making people feel frightened.

She was able to hold the position of boss in the lower city, not only with the demon she raised. It's been so long, and many people have forgotten that her status from a prostitute-girl to her current status is that in addition to a ruthless and vicious heart, she also has a dagger.

This is a killing technique honed in human life, even if it is eroded by illusion, it is enough to kill this damn imp!

Now, her eyes were bloodshot, and the visions had begun to eat away at his brain. So he stopped talking nonsense with this damn little bastard and swung his knife forward.

There were two knives in an instant, so fast that people couldn't react, Ye Qingxuan hurriedly retreated, but there was still a blood mark on his body.

"Come on, little bastard, come on!"

The ghost mother's footsteps staggered, but her eyes were staring at Ye Qingxuan slightly, and she pounced again, this time in an instant, the dagger shed two wounds on Ye Qingxuan's arm, and the fatal knife that was originally aimed at the heart was inserted in the air.

Behind her ears, mottled hair lifts in a frenzy, revealing hidden gills!

Gill?

Ye Qingxuan was stunned when he saw the organ that shouldn't belong to a human being.

"What are you looking at?"

The mad ghost mother put down her hair, as if she was angry, but in the hallucination it seemed to be very happy. She stroked the inhuman organ behind her ear and shrieked, laughing like a supper.

"It's a siren makeover......"

She muttered under her breath, recalling with difficulty, "In order to have power, I paid for thirty years of life...... I've got the power, and you're all going to die! They're all dead, killed by the white-haired monster, and the white-haired monster is dead. ”

She muttered something in a rambling voice, her pupils locked on Ye Qingxuan, who was quietly retreating, and suddenly appeared hideous: "You have to die! You have to die like that monster!"

The crazy old woman stepped on him, and the dagger went down, stabbing out!

Ye Qingxuan used his last strength to roll, only to hear the muffled sound of the dagger sinking into the floor.

"Die, die, die, die!!"

Emma screamed, she pulled her arm suddenly, and the dagger that had obviously pierced the floor cut out at Ye Qingxuan!

In the sound of tooth aches from the floor breaking, wooden forks flew, and the dagger cut a huge gap in the floor, extending towards Ye Qingxuan's throat. She is really crazy, as long as she can kill Ye Qingxuan, it doesn't matter what she does.

But the knife, which was bound to completely split his throat and floor in two, stopped, and was grabbed by Ye Qingxuan's outstretched palm.

In a dizziness, Ye Qingxuan consciously grabbed her arm, but accidentally grabbed the blade, but even if it was a blade, he had to grasp it!

The blade had cut deep into the flesh, and the bones were visible.

The tragic pain spread from the wound, and the hot pain made the palms of his hands twitch, but Ye Qingxuan stared at the distorted face of the ghost mother, and his eyes suddenly realized: "Are you afraid?"

"You little bastard......

Emma's breathing became heavy, and saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth twisted, and she roared hoarsely, "I'm going to tear your mouth!"

She scratched Ye Qingxuan's face like crazy, leaving blood marks behind her. But Ye Qingxuan's body stiffened, as if it was frozen in an instant.

The trembling pupils gradually spread.

The ghost mother was stunned, stopped, and suddenly laughed, as if she had heard the best joke in the world!

"Hahaha! You're being pulled in too!"

She shrieked out loud, so happy: "Your nightmare has also begun!"

On the ground, Ye Qingxuan was still stiff, his body twitching as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he was constricted into a ball. He was dragged into a nightmare by an invisible ghost.

"Just suffocate in your nightmare!"

The ghost mother slowly reached out and grabbed his neck, tightening it.

"There is no place in this world for you to be naïve!"

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In the cry of countless hallucinations, Ye Qingxuan suddenly couldn't feel the pain on his palm, and the pain seemed to have been isolated.

His consciousness was drawn into a black box, surrounded by countless cries.

In the stinging of the brain, those memories that had been hidden in the corners came flooding back.

In the thick fog, countless faces were swimming, and those faces that had been forgotten in the depths of memory emerged, staring at Ye Qingxuan, either sad or hideous, crying and cursing endlessly.

"He's the traitor's child, kill him!"

"Get out of here with this wild seed, the Lancelot family doesn't have such a child!"

"Don't be afraid, little leaf, don't be afraid...... Dad was just away from home for a while. ”

"Get out, there's no place for beggars here!"

"Hey, that Oriental bastard......"

"Is your mother a prostitute? I've heard that wild seeds are like that. ”

The faces that surrounded him, rising and falling in the thick fog, made him suddenly realize......

"Long time no see. ”

He looked around and whispered, "I'm almost forgetting you." ”

The cries and roars crept into his mind, causing him to fall into a trance, almost forgetting that Emma was still choking his neck. Suffocation pushed him little by little into the abyss of death.

But in the same way, there is a kind of anger surging in the heart, as if it has been triggered by medicine, it is expanding, expanding a hundredfold. The anger that slumbered in the depths of memory burst out with the shadows, a flame that could not be extinguished, and once ignited, it would completely consume people's reason.

It's like some voice in the depths of my heart has gone berserk, roaring and screaming hoarsely!

The beast hidden in the heart pounded wildly against the cage, trying to tear the heavy lock.

Once, twice, three times!

It roared in despair, dying......

But the iron lock was finally touched, and a crack appeared.

So the memories that were locked in the depths of memory, the pain that was forgotten in the pain, emerged.

In an instant, he traveled through a long time and returned to the past.

He seemed to be lying there, but he couldn't feel his body.

The cold sound of a scalpel and an iron bed colliding sounded, and something was accompanied by the dripping sound of a heartbeat.

He stared blankly at the headlamps hanging from the ceiling, the light of the headlamps was dazzling and cold, shining on the vague figures who were no longer shadows.

What are those people doing?

He watched blankly, and they surrounded him, knives in their hands, slicing through their bodies......

The men were dressed in pure white clothes, and even their faces were covered, leaving only indifferent eyes. But why do you cover your face? Why do you choose to cover your face when you live in this world?

What are you doing?

You want to ...... me Do what?

Stop! Stop! Don't go on!

He felt fear, but blood left on his severed forehead, blindfolding his eyes.

Something, inch by inch, inch by inch, nailed into the skull!

"In that case, the ...... is complete"

The masked men looked down at him and seemed to laugh softly. They looked down on him, their eyes cold and superior, casting the last mercy, yet so high.

"Can you make sure you're safe?" asked a man with a cane nearby.

"The operation has been successful, and there is no other possibility. ”

"Then prepare for amnestics. ”

The man glanced at him, his eyes cold and disdainful: "When it's over, throw it to the women and let them get out of Avalon." I don't want to recall this bastard that only brings shame. ”

Ye Qingxuan stared at him, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

The masked men bowed their heads again, smiling under their masks, and reached out to cover his eyes.

He roared with difficulty, struggling with all his might.

But everything sank into darkness again, even if he had exhausted all means.

Nameless anger and desolation erupted in his heart, and in this endless abyss of fear, he roared with all his might, reaching out his palm towards the vanishing light at the top.