The girl's hand turned slightly, and in a yin line on the top of the villager's head, there were thin blood streaks flowing out of it, although some villagers opened their mouths, looking frightened, and the screams echoed between the heaven and the earth.

The old woman was stiff, and a silver thread on the top of her head also had blood flowing from her head.

In the end, it gathered in the palm of the girl's left hand, and it actually condensed into a blood-colored ball, lying quietly in the girl's hand.

The girl seemed to be a little dissatisfied with such a size, and after retracting her sleeve with some impatience, her eyes continued to fall on Liao Ming.

The appearance of this person, to some extent, shattered the apparent peace of the village.

Originally, the girl thought that this person was just a small person in the rivers and lakes, and she was lucky enough to bump into here, but at present, it seems that this should not be the case.

Just the previous great magical means of inviting thunder into the ground is enough to prove that this person is not an ordinary person at all.

But what is it that makes such a qualitative leap in such a short period of time?

Liao Ming still didn't look up, and he didn't even pay attention to the situation around him.

The whole body shook from side to side again, and then settled instantly, with both feet on the ground, there was no feeling of lightness at all, as steady as Mount Tai, more like a tree taking root, without shaking at all.

The wooden knife in his hand was pulled out slightly, only half an inch, and the villagers within ten steps were around.

No.

Or the girl's puppets were all crossed by the arc, and their bodies separated from their waists up and down, silently slumped on the ground.

Liao Ming jumped behind him, and his lying posture did not change, but the handle of the knife was aimed in the direction of the girl.

The girl standing on the archway saw it.

Liao Ming never seemed to have opened his eyes from beginning to end.

The breathing was heavy and weak, not like a state that could be so alive and kicking, but more like a coma that had been asleep for a long time.

"Is that so......" The girl reached out with both hands, stretched out a finger and pointed in the direction of Liao Ming.

A silver thread shot out from his finger and went straight through Liao Ming's shoulder.

The latter's figure pushed back a step, the knife in his hand did not change in the slightest, it was still in the direction of the girl, his eyes were slightly closed, his breathing was light but heavy, and he did not apply for the slightest pain.

The girl's body jumped suddenly, and the silver thread that shot out was disconnected.

In the twinkling of an eye.

There was an electric arc on it, and in a moment, the archway where the girl had been standing turned into ashes between the lightning and flint.

His gaze fell back to Liao Ming, and the wooden knife in his hand was slightly withdrawn by half an inch, but he still did not completely pull out the entire blade.

The silver thread through his shoulder was gone, and the wound on his shoulder was bleeding.

And Liao Ming is not as timid as a mouse as before, on the other hand, he is calm and calm, just leaning forward quietly, the very inferior wooden knife is half an inch out of the sheath, and the electric light lingers.

The girl's figure floated in the sky with her face facing the sky and her back to the ground, her expression did not change in the slightest, but her eyes narrowed slightly, and the whole body disappeared again with a search.

In the next moment, another arc of electricity appeared where the girl had been, but there was no movement, like a breeze drifting slowly, and there was no threat.

The girl's figure is constantly changing in the sky, and the arc of electricity lingers between the heavens and the earth, and every time it happens to appear where the girl was before.

There was also an electric arc across the corner of the girl, and in an instant a corner turned into ashes, and then began to spread as if it was burning, and the girl had to take off the white robe that was originally lifted with the wind, surrounded by filament, and the next moment the girl appeared on a towering branch, her arms were wrapped around ten, and the long line was withdrawn into the sleeve, and she quietly watched her sleeves turn into ashes in the air.

This time, I have to face up to this ordinary teenager.

The girl seemed to think of something, her eyes fell on Liao Ming's expression, and she was suddenly stunned.

This guy has always maintained the posture of drawing a knife.

Never changed.

All previous attacks were based on such a single sword draw, and this was only an inch, not the full picture.

Who the hell is this guy?

Liao Ming's figure jumped up again, and after jumping out of the ravine, he didn't look at the direction where the girl was, but he was able to freely aim his body at the branch where he was, his head was slightly lowered, and what he could see was that Liao Ming was still tightly closed, and it seemed that he was still asleep.

"Is that so?"

The girl waved her hand lightly in Liao Ming's direction.

The rows of giant trees that had been standing in front of him had all been cut in half by sharp blades, and some of the less fortunate leaves were neatly split in half in the air.

The ground in front of him was also broken with a neat breach, and only dust scattered in all directions.

The speed of the rift was extremely fast, and it had already come to Liao Ming's feet in an instant.

Liao Ming still didn't draw the knife, the hand holding on the handle of the knife stretched out half an inch forward again, and the imperceptible silk thread bounced off the moment it touched Liao Ming's hair, and the electric light lingered, drawing a beautiful arc of light in the air like before, and skimmed towards the girl.

The girl did not panic in the slightest this time, and after a while, the silver thread broke in her hand, and the other hand swung up diagonally again.

Liao Ming did not stand on the spot like a log and be beaten this time, but jumped lightly to the other side, seemingly dodging the blow by chance.

However, the girl's offensive could not be so simple.

The wisps of silver thread were all over the sky, overwhelming, and Liao Ming had been completely locked by the silver thread after dodging the silver wire a few times.

The girl pinched the time and stretched out her arms, her ten fingers closed slightly, and the silver threads in the sky were finally intertwined into a ball, surrounding Liao Ming, and from a distance, it looked more like silkworm cocoons intertwined here.

The girl's arms were wrapped around ten again, her ten fingers were slightly clenched, and she was about to close them, but she saw a figure staggering out from behind a tree, holding the tree with one hand and covering her mouth with the other.

This person is the man Liao Ming met when he crossed the river before.

The man glanced at Liao Ming, who was wrapped in silver threads, and then at the girl who was a little stunned, and his voice came out of his mouth a little weakly: "Stop, there's no need, really." ”

In the man's eyes, there is the reflection of the girl, although her face is pale, she shows a smile from the bottom of her heart, but when she sees this messy Zhiyun Village, there is a slight bitterness in her smile.

This village, in fact, has long been dead.

When he knew that the little red pill that the girl handed him every day was something condensed from the essence and blood of the entire village, the entire Zhiyun Village was no longer the Zhiyun Village of the past.

In order to keep him alive alone, the girl let the whole village be buried with her, to be honest, it is not worth it at all/

The man continued: "Actually, I have said since the earliest days, there is no point in doing this, my death is fate, there is no way to change it, now you let the entire Zhiyun Village be buried, is it really worth it, have you forgotten how these people in Zhiyun Village treated us outsiders who are not the village at the beginning? It was they who treated us in the most dangerous time of our lives, is it really good to treat them like this?"

The girl lowered her head slowly, and there seemed to be tears rolling in her eyes.

I suddenly saw a child's figure lying flat on the ground in two sections, and the corners of his mouth even hooked up a smile, as if it was the kindness of the girl when he saw it for the first time that day, and even handed the girl a candy that he was reluctant to eat.

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

"But, there's no turning back. ”

The moment the girl's tears fell on the ground, her five fingers were closed.

The silver thread between heaven and earth suddenly tightened, and the silver thread that was originally shrouded around Liao Ming's body instantly retracted.

Seeing this, the man's face changed greatly, and he stepped forward and stretched out his right hand, but he wanted to speak.

Then he coughed violently again.

Is there really no turning back?

Thinking about it this way, the man is actually the culprit of this village.

If it weren't for him, it would have been impossible for the girl to turn the entire village into a puppet to refine the essence and blood to keep him alive......