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Maybe she is the weakest and weakest woman, maybe she is submissive and humiliated for a short time, maybe her body is already scarred, maybe she has endured countless abuses and ravages by this pair of uncles and nephews who are inferior to beasts.

But she is a jewel in the world, as pure as her last tear.

Even in the end, she was furious, and finally mustered up the courage to kill and take revenge, but in her heart, she still retained that primitive simplicity, that is, killing to pay for life.

Even though the world owes her everything, she still used her life to repay the debt of murder, although she has never received justice and morality, but in her heart, she still believes in it, and uses her own actions to defend this justice.

She is pure, kind, and even strong, and her courage may not be able to save herself, but she uses what little courage she has to maintain the last bit of justice for the world.

She may be able to get the mercy of the whole world, but she can't wait, and she uses her life to pity a world that is gradually losing its justice and conscience.

Such a woman is so humble, but so awe-inspiring.

In this world, there are ten gods, Buddhas, and the heroic spirits of all worlds, but there are also thousands of turns in one sand and one world.

This humble and bitter girl may not be able to light up this dark world, but she has lit up the hearts of Yang Jing and Sun Erniang and others.

Sun Erniang, who used to do all kinds of evil, she has been silent, she remembered her own experience, and she also had the opportunity to maintain the purity of her soul until death like a little mute.

But she didn't do that, she chose a different path, a different path from the beginning.

If it is said that the most shocking and soul-subversive among those present, then it is Sun Erniang who is undoubtedly the one.

She doesn't intend to be like a little mute, in this way, to respond to the world's unfairness to her, the saint has clouds, repay grievances with virtue, how to repay virtue?

She has embarked on this path, she can only continue to walk, maybe to the darkness, one day she will be able to pass through the darkness, as long as your heart is towards the light!

It is precisely because of this consciousness that Sun Erniang seems to have inherited something from the little mute, as if part of the soul of the little mute has been integrated into Sun Erniang's body.

When everyone was shocked and sorry or sad or angry for the little mute, Sun Erniang had already done the thing that she had never done for the little mute.

When the gods appeared like night demons who were born in the darkness and came out of the darkness, everyone knew that Zibu was coming to an end.

Zibu also did not wail or scream, and he was not afraid in the face of the ugly god, or rather, this fear was not as strong as when he saw the little mute killing himself.

He always thought that the little mute was born to be bullied by him, and he thought that the little mute was not qualified to live in this world, because a person like the little mute would die if he went out.

In this world of the jungle, the little mute doesn't even have the most basic power, and when she encounters injustice and bullying, she can't even make a voice and complain about this miserable and inhumane world!

When you trample on a worm on the ground, the worm may squeak and wail, but the little mute can't even do it.

He thought that the little mute was such a person, that is, when the little mute lifted a stone at him, and even smashed his eyebrow bone with the stone, he still thought that the little mute would never dare to confront him.

It wasn't until the little mute ended his life with a sword that he knew that the little mute was even braver than him.

Because he is trying to survive, unscrupulous means, even inferior to beasts, in the final analysis, it is because he is afraid of death, and the little mute, but not afraid, the reason why she has been surviving, is not because she dare not commit suicide, but because she has never had the opportunity to commit suicide, but because she has not even had the opportunity to commit suicide!

It turns out that the little mute has always been braver and stronger than him!

It turns out that whether a person is strong or not is not based on his minions, not by his muscles, not by his skills, not by his fists and feet, not by swords, and by power and wealth.

Whether he is really strong or not depends on whether his heart is strong or not!

When his body was torn apart little by little, but his mind remained clear, he was finally able to understand what the little mute had endured.

He experienced fear, he experienced pain, he experienced everything that the little mute experienced, but he didn't wail, because he also wanted to try, and he couldn't scream, what kind of taste it was, this was his last bit of humanity and conscience.

The darkness covered everyone's expressions and looks, as well as the bloody actions of the gods, and even more so the tragic death of Zibu.

The dark night gives people fear, because people are weak, but the dark night also gives some people a sense of security, because they have an evil side in their nature, and they return to the darkness, just like returning to the brood.

But the night also covers many things that should not be hidden, it makes the nocturnal people more confused, but it also shows the brilliance of the stars and the moon.

When the light of the east pierced the last veil of clouds, Yang Jing's team became a little confused, even more confused than in the night, because they had no guide.

At this time, they were only stationed at the foot of the mountain, and they could have sent people back to find the guide again, but their whereabouts had been exposed, and they were always tracked and monitored by Wei Zhenxian's spies in the moat camp.

And after the little mute, they don't want a new guide anymore.

No one had the heart to make breakfast, and the embers of the fire were curling with green smoke, no longer able to withstand the cold of early winter, but everyone just sat around the camp, just like the position and posture of the previous night.

Yang Jing knew that now was the time for him to speak, after all, he was the leader of this team, and he couldn't go on like this.

"It's time to split up..."Yang Jing's voice was very soft, he wanted to lift everyone's mood, but he didn't want to be too abrupt.

At this time, Zong Yun stood up and said to everyone, "Let's go." ”

So the crowd was consciously divided into two teams, and those who were good at concealing their bodies all followed Yang Jing and Wang Buliu, and their task was to leave quietly, and work with Wang Buliu to find the entrance to the underground water vein.

The other team is based on Zong Yunwei, plus Cao Crouching Hu and Liu Han and others, all of whom are masters of positive shock, and the main task is to attract Wei Zhenxian's people, climb to the top of Xianyun Mountain on the bright side, attract the attention of the other party as much as possible, and create opportunities for Yang Jing and others.

At the foot of Xianyun Mountain is a sea of bamboo, there are a lot of dwarf woods and shrubs in between, walk in it, look up a piece of emerald green, as if you can't feel the depression and decadence of early winter, the cold wind in the forest is constantly blowing, making the surroundings look gloomy and terrifying.

This Xianyun Mountain was already full of haunting rumors, and at this time, everyone walked in it, and they gradually felt this atmosphere.

Wang Buliu hasn't used the compass yet, after all, they all have the skills and awareness to survive in the wild, and they haven't gone deep into the hinterland of Xianyun Mountain yet, so they don't need to be too cautious, and go to the hidden place as much as possible, while Zong Yun is trying to make a lot of noise.

Of course, the progress of Yang Jing and the others is not fast, because they need to erase and cover the footprints along the way, etc.

It is actually more difficult to erase and cover the footprints than the existing ones, because while covering these marks, you need to change some things in the surrounding environment, such as branches and stones.

If these things are not used well, it will make the traces more obvious, which is a typical demolition of the east wall and the west wall, how to dismantle, how to make up, all need old and spicy experience.

Fortunately, Wang Buliu and the others did not lack these skills, and after walking for a long time, Feng Ruochen, who was behind, chased after him and reported to Yang Jing, saying that he had not reproduced Wei Zhenxian's mountain rat camp secret agent, and everyone began to look for water veins with peace of mind.

Xianyun Mountain is not a towering lonely peak that reaches into the sky, but a mountain range that stretches and tiles like a lying cow, and the highest peak is Xianyun Peak, like a large fairy palace standing above the sea of clouds.

Because the mountain is flat and gentle, the dragon vein can be hidden, and the water vein can naturally be hidden underground, so Zong Yun and the others are going higher and higher, while Yang Jing's team is getting lower and lower.

Xianyun Mountain is like a horizontal moat, it takes too much energy and time to climb over, and there are cliffs in the middle, and the possibility of climbing over is not high, so it is impossible to know whether there are big rivers on the other side of the mountain.

Walking to the three poles of the sun, Yang Jing's team stopped, ready to fill their stomachs before leaving.

The king did not dare to make a fire because he was afraid that he would be discovered, and everyone just ate on the clear spring water, gnawed on dry food, and made do with their stomachs, and then began to walk through in a hurry.

Seeing that there were constantly valleys and gorges ahead, as well as many streams and mountain springs, Yang Jing also knew that in the general direction, they should be on the right track.

And Wang Buliu also began to use the compass, and a few obscure mantras came out of his mouth from time to time, and even the hinge cup for divination was used, so that he dared to determine the direction of continuing to move forward.

Most of the time, Wang Buliu actually needs to climb to a high place to look at the terrain, and combined with his own land occupation skills, he can lead the way ahead.

But even so, they came to a dead end several times, and their front was either truncated by a deep ravine, or they ran into a high, steep cliff that forced them to change direction.

It's okay to do it once or twice, seeing that it is about to get dark, Yang Jing and the others still have nothing, everyone's interest has been hit, and Wang Buliu himself began to get nervous.

Fortunately, Yang Jing continued to appease everyone's emotions, cheer everyone up and encourage them, and strayed into a cave halfway, thinking it was a cave, and his heart was overjoyed, but it turned out to be a dry dead hole.

This also eased everyone's tension, and along the way, Yang Jing actually continued to use words and some small actions to distract everyone's attention, relieve everyone's impatience, and try to stabilize the team's mood.

After all, in this deep mountain and old forest, it is like being in the vast snowfield and the vast sea, and it is easy for people to have emotional problems.

And in a team, if the atmosphere is not right, it is easy to have all kinds of problems, not to mention that there are everyone in Yang Jing's team, several female members, except for Mu Xiaoying and Song Fengya who follow Zong Yun, the others are on Yang Jing's side.

Women's emotions are actually more prone to fluctuations and irritability, although Li Zhun and Feng Ruochen were arguing all the way, and by the way, they teased Yang Jing, but gradually everyone became silent.

Seeing that it was almost night, Wang Buliu finally stopped, shook his head at Yang Jing and said, "You can't go any more at night, there is no guide, it is too dangerous to walk at night..."

Yang Jing nodded in agreement, and was about to let the big guys set up camp, but at this time he heard a rumor!

"Woo... Woo... Woo..."

It's like... It's like a dying old cow gasping for breath with all its might... It's also like a bedridden old man who hates himself for not dying early...