After the night, dawn came.

The golden morning sun leaps out of the horizon, gradually dispelling the fog that had accumulated at night.

Both sides of the official road are green, and there are dewdrops hanging on the grass stems.

Under the sun's rays, it reflects a crystal clear light.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves.

Break the silence of a summer morning.

The horse's hooves are flying, and the mane tail is flying.

On the saddle lay a warrior in a strong suit, rising and falling with the gallop of the horse.

He appears to be wounded.

There were openings in many places on his body, soaking the clothes he was wearing.

There was also blood dripping down, leaving an intermittent red trail on the ground.

After the first war horse, about ten zhang away, more than ten horsemen followed closely, raising a gray and yellow dragon along the way.

Everyone was whipping desperately, ignoring the fact that the horses under their crotches were already foaming at the mouth, and they were about to lose their strength.

They only had one idea, and that was to make it faster.

Other than that, everything else is out of the picture.

Suddenly, the warrior who had fallen behind tightened his reins without warning, and when he had completely stopped, he turned his horse's head and began to charge in the opposite direction.

He drew his long knife and hissed in a roar, but soon there was no sound.

As time goes by, the horse's stamina is rapidly depleting.

So one of the men fell out of the group, and like the original warrior, he drew his sword and turned his head to launch a counterattack.

Only the man in the front kept his speed, and he also pulled farther and farther away from the warrior behind him, until he could see the faint city in front of him.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Even though he heard angry shouts and screams from time to time behind him, his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Now he only had one thought, that is, to rush to Cangyuan City as quickly as possible and pass on the news of the detection, so that they could prepare in advance.

Therefore, even if you die, at least you must send the information in your hand before you die.

"Sigh the ...... of the law"

Crossing a wood, the man in the power suit pulled the reins of his horse tightly.

The galloping steed man stood up, and suddenly stopped from the rushing advance, almost overturning the man and the horse backwards.

The man exhaled a mouthful of turbid gas filled with the smell of blood, staring at the dark red mist that suddenly thickened around him.

The line of sight suddenly became foggy, and I couldn't even see the road under my feet.

Faintly, there was a strange rustling sound creeping out of the fog.

"Can't you escape?"

"They don't have horses, so how did they catch up?"

The man glanced back, and there was no one behind him, and he didn't know where he had gone now, who had followed his brother before.

He was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Just smiling and laughing, but two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Then he kicked the horse's belly and accelerated into the depths of the red mist.

After running for more than ten zhang, the horse under the crotch suddenly neighed, and the front legs bent and knelt on the ground, and fell forward with a hard fall.

The man jumped high at this time, stumbled after landing, and struggled to stabilize his body.

Katsa!

He felt like he had stepped on something.

When I looked down, I realized that it was a white bone skeleton.

It cracked its mouth, as if it were laughing, but it was also like it was wailing in pain.

There are also two black hole eye sockets, which seem to be connected to a terrifying dark abyss.

The man drew his long knife, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and continued to move forward slowly.

Smack!

At that moment, the sound of light footsteps sounded.

Follow in his footsteps.

The man held his breath and turned around.

He saw a group of people, positively

Slowly approaching.

At the head was an old man with a white beard and white hair.

The man's abdomen was wrapped in a thick bandage, and it was clearly visible that the blood had been oozing from the inside out, dripping to the ground, and then quickly dissolving into the dirt and disappearing.

Behind the old man was a woman in a red dress and a red dress.

She was covered in open wounds all over her body.

It even makes people wonder whether the red clothes are the original color, or whether they are dyed red by a large amount of blood.

The next moment, everyone rolled their eyes and landed on him.

Goo Dong!

The man's throat swelled, his whole body suddenly tensed, and the fingers holding the knife were even a little white and twisted because they were too hard.

"Why do you ignore our good intentions?"

The white-haired old man slowly took a step forward, and said in a puzzled tone, "Being able to see the spirit god and be favored by the spirit god is definitely a great opportunity that we ordinary people can't ask for.

However, the old man never thought that you would refuse without even thinking about it, which is not only an insult to us, but also a great blasphemy against the Supreme Spirit."

The man was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing, "A group of people who are not human, ghosts and ghosts, even dare to lick their faces and say something to me about the great chance, you don't pee and take a good look at your current dirty and ugly appearance."

"There is no need to save me."

The old man lowered his eyes, and his voice became cold at this moment.

"The old man knows that you want to rush back to the city to deliver information, but I have to tell you the good news, even if you can fly back from here, it will be too late."

"What do you mean!?"

"It's pretty obvious what I mean."

"That is, there are already our people preaching in Cangyuan City, maybe when you return to the city, you will actually run headlong into one of our newly opened base camps."

"You're damned!"

The man broke off and suddenly burst out.

The long knife slashed through the scarlet mist, slashing out a snow-bright sword that rained down like lightning towards the white-haired old man.

The old man does not dodge, does not retreat, does not retreat.

Didn't even raise your hand to block it.

His face was expressionless, and he let the long knife crack on his body, bursting into a cloud of brilliant sparks.

Katsa!

A few blades swirled out.

Sink into the depths of the red mist.

The long knife forged from a hundred refined steel was disconnected at this time, and what was still held by the man in his hand was only a bare hilt.

The man staggered back after landing on the ground, and fell into a deep pit one step at a time.

It wasn't until more than ten meters later that it stopped.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood that spilled from his mouth and nose, looked at the old man who was slowly approaching again, and couldn't help but close his eyes in despair.

"Whoever blasphemes the spirit will fall into the infernal hell, and will never be reborn."

The old man sighed faintly, raised his thin arm, and opened his five fingers to the man's face.

Katsa!

A claw falls.

Bring a gust of fishy wind.

The man closed his eyes and waited for death, and unforgettable scenes flashed in the depths of his consciousness.

Katsa!

Suddenly flesh and bones splattered, and blood drifted away.

A rich, fishy-sweet taste hits your nose.

The man was recalling his youth, and for the first time he held the hand of the girl he loved, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"To die in sweet memories is to die a well-deserved death."

He sighed secretly, and his original state of despair and fear inexplicably became calm and peaceful.

Peng Peng Peng Peng!

There was a series of shattering and crashing sounds in my ears, and it sounded like firecrackers.

It was as if time had stood still in this moment.

Maybe it's still going backwards.

He still had his eyes closed, and stood there motionless

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But there was a little doubt in my heart.

"The blood is rushing out, why don't you feel pain?"

"More importantly, why haven't I died?"

"If the memory goes back, she's going to become a tigress, it's just ......."

Bang!

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There was a thunderclap on the ground.

Woke him up from his soul.

The man opened his eyes with a stunned expression.

He stared at the blood and flesh all over the ground in a daze, and for a moment even thought that he was dead, and fell into the Infernal Blood Prison.

Looking at the woman standing not far away, he immediately confirmed his judgment.

Isn't this Miss Huang Jiaoyun of the Huang family?

When the Red Lantern Festival was pacified, the Huang family fled for their lives in a hurry because they were deeply involved, and I don't know how many people died in the surrounding areas.

It's just that he didn't expect that even Miss Huang was ethereal, and she was still lingering outside Cangyuan City until now.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Pulled his flying soul back.

"I'm not dead."

"I survived."

"So, these broken corpses all over the ground are those weird and terrible guys?"

He stood there in a daze, sweating and sweating for a moment, and even felt like he was in a dream.

"I think I've seen you before."

Wei Tao slowly paced among the flesh and blood on the ground, reaching out and pressing his eyebrows from time to time.

The man opened his mouth to speak.

Huang Jiaoyun also planned to speak.

But they were all interrupted by Wei Tao.

"Don't prompt me, let me think about it."

After a few breaths, he exhaled softly, a cloudy breath that ignited a blazing white flame in the scarlet mist.

"Fortunately, I remembered, which proves that although I have frequent headaches, I am still in a clear state of mind and not crazy."

Wei Tao lowered his arm, sighed and said, "You are a child of the Hong family in Cangyuan City, surnamed Hong Mingsheng, am I right or not?"

Looking at the eyes that seemed to be burning with scorching white flames, the man was inexplicably surprised and confused.

But in this case, he didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately bowed and said respectfully, "Down there is Hong Sheng, but I don't know the name of Engonggao?"

And he also clearly understands that not to mention that he is Hong Sheng, even if he is not at all, he must take the opportunity to admit it for the time being, so as not to embarrass this seemingly abnormal son.

However, secretly glanced at Wei Tao's face again, but Hong Sheng couldn't remember anyway, when the two met, and there was not the slightest impression left.

After a while, Wei Tao sighed again, "At the beginning of the plum blossom viewing garden party in the Cangyuan Inner City, I used to have a very happy conversation with Brother Hong and discuss martial arts practice, but now that I think about it, I actually feel like I am in a different world."

"I remembered it too!"

Hong Sheng took a deep breath and spit out again.

He looked at Wei Tao, and then fell on Huang Jiaoyun, and a sense of realization suddenly rose in his heart.

Then he threw himself to the ground and bowed, "Hong Sheng has seen Senior Brother Tan of the Red Line Gate, and I have thanked Senior Brother Tan for saving his life!"

There was silence.

Until the scarlet mist gradually dissipated, no one responded to it.

Hong Sheng was silent for a long time, and looked up carefully.

Suddenly, seeing Huang Jiaoyun's inexplicable anxious and worried expression, his heart was suddenly shocked.

"It's over!"

"I recognized the wrong person, I'm afraid I'm going to be killed directly by my life-saving benefactor."

"It will even affect Miss Huang's head."

Hong Sheng shuddered and wanted to open his mouth to explain, but in this case, he didn't know where to start.

"Looks like I'm fine."

Wei Tao suddenly laughed, "Brother Hong is not a Xuangan martial artist, nor is he a martial arts master, he will definitely not be disturbed by Xuanxian, since I remember it better than you, it means that I don't have any problems.

So we only need to solve the almost schizophrenic headache, and other things don't need to be too anxious and urgent for the time being."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly popped out a finger, waking up the woman in red who was lying on the ground not far away.

"You, you have blasphemed the supreme spirit god, and you will be ......."

The woman in red spoke in a fierce voice, but her voice quickly fell until it became silent.

"Are you also a goddess of the Spiritual Cult?" Wei Tao asked.

"I, I'm not ......"

The woman in red's lips twitched and muttered to herself.

The next moment, she shrank suddenly, and an irrepressible look of horror flashed in her eyes.

Peng!

There was a sudden muffled sound.

Her head exploded.

Blood, flesh and bones were scattered in all directions, mixed with gray-colored brains, covering a large area of the ground.

Only the headless corpse in the red dress remained, and it stood upright for a moment before falling to the ground.

"It's my fault, I just looked away."

Wei Tao sighed secretly, and turned his head to look at Hong Sheng, who was sluggish again, "Seeing that Brother Hong is so eager, could it be that there is something wrong with Cangyuan City?"

Hong Sheng quickly recounted the information he had, and finally pointed to half of the white-haired old man's face on the ground, "This old thing just said that the Spirit God Sect has begun to take root and preach in the city, and I don't know what the situation is now."

"In addition to Beixu Town and Xiashan Village, has even Cangyuan City been affected?"

Wei Tao looked at the silhouette of the city looming in the distance, and smiled a little.

"I didn't intend to provoke them."

"To be honest, as long as those people don't go too far, we and them can go all the way to the sky, go their separate ways, and no one needs to pay attention to anyone, so naturally we won't meet each other and fight to the death."

"It's a pity that that thing has to provoke me, so don't blame me for being ruthless, cutting off all the tentacles that have penetrated in, so that it cannot be reborn in our world."

Cangyuan inner city, the Hong family's mansion.

Hong Longyue, the head of the Hong family, stopped in front of the door of the back house and looked back at the chief steward who was following closely behind him.

"Xiao Sheng went out of the city on an errand, are you back now?"

"Calculate the time and should come back, the old slave will arrange for the city gate guards to pay attention to Young Master Sheng's whereabouts later."

The chief steward paused, smiled and continued, "Master, Madame said in the morning, in order to celebrate the little lady and Lu, a banquet was set up in the Chunhua Hall, and the master was invited to come and participate."

"Unconsciously, the flaw is already so big, time is really like water, and the dead are like water, so that people have quietly flowed away without realizing it."

Hong Longyue said and sighed, "Have you found out about the recent association incidents in the outer city?"

The chief steward said, "Back to the master, the people we sent asked and said that it was not a big deal, but it was just some idlers looking for an excuse to gather and cheat money."

"Is it just a collection of cheats?"

Hong Longyue thought about it and said slowly, "You still have to check it carefully, and don't forget what happened to the red light meeting that year.

The three families in the inner city and Mr. Hu in the outer city died and fled because of this, and the family business accumulated over the years was once destroyed, and there was no possibility of recovery."

"The old slave knows, and when he goes down, he will send someone to investigate carefully."

The chief steward complied respectfully, and followed the master of the Hong family into the inner house, "If the master has no other instructions, the old slave is going to go to Granny Liu and bring the gift that Madame gave to Miss Bian."

"Go, remember to put an extra twenty taels of silver from the family account for the daily pocket money of the flawed child."

"Yes, the old slave will do it."

The chief steward bowed and quietly walked out of the inner house.

The head of the Hong family let out another faint sigh, staring at the golden ground in front of him with some distraction, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

In that sunny place, in addition to the flowers and foliage stretching to the fullest, there seemed to be a very strong red mist lingering in the middle.

He looked closely, only to find that the red mist had disappeared.

Summer mornings and sunny days.

Everything is normal.

It was as if it had just been dazzled, but in fact this strange sight had never been seen before.

But I don't know why, the head of the Hong family felt the slightest chill, and inexplicably surged up quietly from the bottom of his heart.

Soon after, the chief steward of the Hong family hurried back from outside.

He carried two beautifully decorated gift boxes in his hand and walked briskly towards the house where Miss Bin lived.

Stopping under the porch of the door, the chief steward called a few times, trying to find the maid to give the gift.

But there has been no response.

He was puzzled, but after looking around, he was stunned, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

A puddle of dark red liquid began to spill out of Miss Blemish's house at some point.

It had even reached the soles of his shoes and smelled a sweet, seasonal smell.

In addition, there was a sound that seemed to be chewing and swallowing, which also came from the room.

The fishy sweet taste became more and more intense, and the chief steward's throat surged, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and his legs were a little weak for no reason.

He wanted to break down the door and see what was going on inside.

But he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and wanted to turn around and leave, flee as far away as possible, and never return to this place.

In the midst of the hesitation, there was a sudden creak, and the closed door was opened.

At a glance, the chief steward couldn't help but have a distorted face and a dull gaze.

looked at the delicate figure that was once very familiar, but now it was extremely unfamiliar.

Miss Bin stood quietly in the door, the corners of her bright red lips slightly raised, and she smiled at the silent old man who looked like a statue.

The chief steward stared at the blood dripping from her mouth, and then his gaze slowly moved up, and then saw her black and white, but cold and indifferent eyes, as if all the essence and energy were about to be sucked in, and from the tips of his hair to his heels, he was suddenly cold.

"Miss Defect, you, how did you ......?"

He muttered to himself, lowering his eyes as if he didn't dare to look at him directly.

The line of sight happened to pass through the half-open wooden door, and then over Miss Defect's body, and saw the scene inside the room clearly.

Goo Dong!

The archsteward's throat swelled again, and he almost vomited.

At this moment, he finally knew where the blood that spilled out of the room came from.

On the ground not far away, a mutilated female corpse lay flat.

No wonder he didn't respond to the maid's name, it turned out that she was lying here, and there was less than half of her body left.

Suddenly, an even more terrifying thought came to the heart of the chief steward at this moment.

"She looks like she was eaten."

"So, who's eating her!?"

As soon as he thought of this, he glanced at Miss Bian's bright red lips again, and the chief steward finally couldn't help the tumbling in his abdomen, and spit it out directly as soon as he lowered his head.

He tried to escape, but his body was so stiff that he couldn't even move a finger.

I could only stare at her slowly walking out of the house, approaching step by step.

The next moment, something that scared him even more happened.

Miss Band grinned a little, down behind her ear.

Revealing the dense sharp fangs inside, coupled with a twisted and weird smile, it has completely lost its original bright and lovely appearance.

"Demons, demons!"

The butler muttered to himself, watched her come closer, and then brought his mouth to the edge of his neck.

Katsa!

She bit down hard.

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Blood splattered suddenly, and large and small white fragments fell at the same time.

The chief steward wailed bitterly, flew out like a cloud, and fell into the courtyard with a pop, shrunk to the ground like chaff and shivered.

He subconsciously touched one side of his neck, but was extremely surprised to find that there was not the slightest wound there.

Not even a single piece of oily skin has been scratched.

The chief steward didn't know why, and looked up blankly, and saw a fantastic and strange scene at this time.

It turned out that Miss Defect didn't bite him.

Rather, it bites someone else's hand.

What's even more strange is that that hand actually lit up with a blazing white light.

Not only did it not allow her to bite down, but it also broke several of her fangs like blades.

In addition, he even smelled the rich smell of the scorched lake, which was mixed with the fishy sweetness and passed it on.

Katsa!

The glowing white hand spun forward, then retracted.

Grinded an unknown number of teeth, burned half of her cheek, and pulled out a tongue like a serpent's fork.

Wei Tao took a step back, calmly stared at the girl with a bloody face, and casually threw a long tongue in his hand to his feet.

There was a moment of silence, and a slightly puzzled expression flashed between his brows.

"You're also a spirit god, and you seem to be a little different from them."

"That's the main reason why I didn't kill you directly, but spared your life for the time being."

After a pause, he continued, "So you get down on your knees first, and I'm going to ask you something."

Even though her cheeks were torn and blackened and bleeding, the girl's expression remained calm.

She blinked her black and white eyes, and an inexplicable smile appeared on her face.

Even the gaze that looked at Wei Tao was full of curiosity with interest.

The next moment, she folded her hands behind her back and opened her mouth to speak.

But without warning, he stopped moving, and his originally calm expression suddenly became angry.

Wei Tao waited quietly for a moment, and a slight look flashed in his eyes.

Then, with a slight movement of his toes, he kicked the pink tongue in front of her.

"Can you still put it on, if you can, we'll continue."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hospital was suddenly cold and calm, and the tension was extreme.

There is a great momentum of triggering.