Wedge one

Icy white wasteland, dense coniferous jungle.

Everywhere I went, there was only cold, and there was darkness. In the dim distance, there is nothing, perhaps, only terror and crisis.

"Even if it is the boundless sea of suffering, or the abyss from which there is no return, I cannot turn back...... I can only bury myself in that eternal dark hell...... In this way, I was able to stop and calm it all. ”

Mu Yeqing, who was running wildly, was already teary-eyed, and his heart was full of endless regret and remorse at the moment. It is more of a helplessness. This helplessness is a kind of unwillingness, and it is also a kind of anger.

It's a pity that he no longer has the power to change anything, even a little.

At this moment, he was already confused, although he was controlling himself with an extremely strong will and the last bit of lucid consciousness, but everything was over, and his life was about to come to an end. The cold condensation blood poison that diffused his whole body had begun to invade his heart, disturbing his will, and what was even more terrifying was that before this blood poison killed him, he became extremely manic and bloodthirsty, seeing that all life had a desire to slaughter and destroy immediately.

And this uncontrollable desire has made him frantically kill hundreds of innocent lives in the northern army of Dawn Town. Just last night, there was a sea of blood in Cedar City on the side, and the demon surrounded by firelight turned out to be Mu Yeqing himself.

After the corpses were all over the field, Mu Yeqing came to his senses slightly, and after waking up, when he saw the tragic situation in front of him, endless self-blame and hatred struck, and he could no longer allow himself to live, just as he had always firmly refused to allow the evil sacrificial ghost clan to appear. So, he slammed through the still-terrified defenders, rushed out of the gates of Cedar City, and ran north towards the canyon of Shesheng, a symbol of endless darkness and cold.

He'd been running all night, and the day was getting bright.

There was a lot of frost and snow, and Mu Yeqing couldn't see the road ahead clearly. His eyes had become dark red and cloudy. The cold blood poison had begun to invade his eyes, and his vision gradually blurred.

And in the jungle around him, there were thousands of pairs of eyes watching him silently, watching him run madly, watching his devilish face. These silent eyes gradually began to snicker, and laughter came from far and near, coming from all directions, hovering in the jungle like the wind, lingering in Mu Yeqing's ears.

"Come out, you evil bodies, come out, let me kill you!" Mu Yeqing shouted hoarsely around.

He could no longer see his surroundings, so he had to slash in the air with both hands, and the stinging snake and tiger rope in his hand fluttered in the air like a headless fly, constantly striking the trunk of the tree, or rather, hitting himself.

Those laughter grew louder and closer.

Mu Yeqing couldn't catch anyone.

He had to keep running, he wanted to get rid of the shrill laughter. But the laughter, like the eyes that looked at him, followed him all the way to the end of the canyon.

At the end, there is a bottomless abyss. Mu Yeqing was already blind, and he was standing on the edge of the cliff at the moment, quietly listening to the low whimper from the abyss, and feeling the cold air flow blowing in the canyon.

"Die, jump down, it's your destination!" A huge voice came from an unknown place, and it seemed to come from Mu Yeqing's heart.

The tragic death of hundreds of soldiers suddenly came to his heart again, like a sharp sword piercing his chest. The sharp pain that ran through the whole body also suddenly hit, as if all the internal organs were torn, and after tearing, they were quickly condensed by the ice, and then any movement would turn them into shattered ice slag.

"I'm sorry...... Grandfather ......"

"Let you ...... Disappointed......"

With a snort, Mu Yeqing fell into the endless abyss.

He could feel the light above him getting fainter and darker. All that was left was the sound of the air flowing.

Eventually, he disappeared into the endless abyss and became one with the eternal darkness.