Dusk, before dusk, a touch of residual sun on the horizon is about to sink into the ground, the clouds will be red, and the wind is slightly hot and humid.

The steel knife was no longer shiny, but the neat array of knives made Qingshan's brows tighten.

Under the leadership of the woman in white, the sword array looked even more chaotic, but in Qingshan's opinion, it was becoming more and more powerful.

Qingshan turned his head, looked at the rabble behind him, and then at the women in yellow.

Their eyes, like steel knives in their hands, are extremely sharp, piercing people's skin.

Qingshan suddenly smiled, the smile was still very sunny, and it was still so unpleasant.

"Huamei Gang Leader, it's not too early, why don't we meet in seven days?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand was raised and waved behind him, and the green-clothed men in the dense forest rushed into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

Only the wolf and Qingshan were left, and Qingshan smiled and looked at the woman in white.

Like a small student, he bowed and said, "Huamei Gang Master, there will be a period later!"

After speaking, he took the listening wolf, and flashed into the dense forest like an arrow feather.

The woman in white breathed a sigh of relief.

She also didn't want to fight together, at this moment in her heart, she just wanted to bury Shui Yue.

Her gaze looked at the pile of white bones on the ground, and she sighed deeply.

At this time, the wailing suddenly became loud, and these white-boned wives, wiping their tears, had already run quickly, because they didn't look at the road, they didn't know how many times they had fallen.

A group of women, standing on the blood-red grass, stared in amazement at the white bones with fresh blood on the ground, and there were some hairs and minced flesh next to the white bones.

Although the white bones have no human face, they have been together for many years, as long as they take a look, they will know if this white bone is their husband's.

Suddenly, the wailing was quiet, and they lifted their garments and laid their husband's bones on them, and their tears were wiped dry.

Because they saw a pair of charming little eyes beside the thatched hut.

It was the little master of the house, their children.

If there's anything else they can do to keep them alive, it's their children.

There are barren women who are blindly looking at heaven and earth, they have no children, and their husbands are dead. There is no attachment between this heaven and earth, and their current mood is like a lost lamb, at a loss, only standing quietly in the dusk, watching the sunset in a daze.

The beauty is still there, but the people have passed away, and it is extremely painful.

Suddenly, a woman laughed and grabbed her husband's bones, and went into the dense forest, laughing wildly.

Several women in yellow moved, trying to chase after her.

"There's no need, if she dies, it's probably better off than now. The woman in white said lightly.

At dusk, the birds return to their nests, the crows mourn by, and the world is full of sadness.

There is nothing more painful in the world than parting with life and death.

The women, carrying the bones of their husbands, were already walking back, very carefully, as if they were not white bones but wounded husbands in her arms. Although he did not cry, tears came out of his eyes like a spring of water, and fell on his clothes, which were already bright red.

They must be strong to live because they still have dear children in the world.

The cool breeze of dusk is already blowing.

On a pile of dry firewood, a man and a woman were lying on the dry firewood, like a husband and wife lying on the bed, and the woman in white was holding a torch in her hand, and black smoke was coming from the torch.

When the little insects and beasts reach dusk, they disappear without a trace, and the women in yellow and the women in white stand quietly in the cool wind, and the world is very quiet.

The eyes of the woman in white were already red, but she held back and refused to shed a single tear.

A few helpers who have a good relationship with Shui Yue can't cry anymore, wiping the tears from the corners of their faces, sobbing.

Hearing the sound of "Teng", the torch in the hand of the woman in white was already thrown towards the dry firewood, and the flames had already climbed onto the dry firewood, burning more and more, and gradually engulfing the two of them.

"Shui Yue, I hope you rest in peace!" Although she hated that man, Shui Yue's last glance showed no regrets in her eyes, and Qingshan did not take away the man's body, so she cremated them together.

At the moment of cremation, the women in yellow suddenly cried like children.

But the woman in white can't cry casually.

In the thick black smoke, the two corpses, in the raging fire, merged together, even if the man hated her, he couldn't be separated from her anymore, they would always be together.

In the confrontation between the woman in white and Qingshan, You Jiecao had already sneaked back to his hut.

After eating a few pieces of dry food, he touched his stomach, which was already lying on the soft animal skin, and closed his eyes.

A cool breeze blew, and there were two more red marks on his face, because in this cool breeze, there was a fragrance like orchid.

He opened his eyes ghostly, the black veil swayed in the wind, although he couldn't see the face in the black veil, but he knew that the woman in white was watching him.

"Bang, bang!" He had two more red marks on his face, and a body threw himself into his arms and leaned against his chest, he was both angry and puzzled.

She couldn't understand why this woman always liked to slap him in the face, and she couldn't understand why this woman pounced on her.

But it felt really good, he felt the silky and soft body of the twenty-five-year-old woman completely, and he felt her firm breasts again.

But he doesn't feel anything, because men like to be passive, and the more they can't get it, the more they want it.

It's night, and the woman is already sleeping on him with a heavy snort, her soft and boneless body, like an orchid-like light fragrance, which is really charming, but You Jiecao has no sexual interest at all.

It's not that he doesn't have sexual interest, but he can't have sexual interest, a lonely man and a widow, a man's courage is always greater than that of a woman, his hand has tried to secretly put it on the woman's body, but it was all snapped, and it was slapped away by the woman, and at the same time, there would be a few more handprints on his face.

His face was now numb, spicy and swollen, and it was a little purple.

This shows that he has not been dishonest once or twice.

Suddenly, he felt his chest wet, lowered his head, and saw that the woman in white was actually crying.

Apparently her heavy snort was faked.

Her body moved, and her waterfall of hair sprinkled on You Jiecao's face, and a touch of red lips was already imprinted on his lips.

The soft touch made You Jiecao intoxicated, but he didn't dare to make a look of enjoyment, after a kiss, the woman straightened her hair, on the small but not small animal skin, right in front of You Jiecao.

She quickly finished tying her temples again, the black veil was removed, and there were a few folds on her charming face, which perfectly showed the woman's maturity and calmness, but what she did was really not mature enough.

Another heavy kiss on You Jiecao's lips, this time her tongue stuck into You Jiecao's mouth, her kissing skills were not very good, she stirred a few times, and her face was already crimson.

Suddenly, her expression perked up and she said, "Thank you!"

You Jiecao's face was slapped twice, and the applause did not fall, and the woman had disappeared.

You Jiecao looked stunned, stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips.

In the sky, there are a few stars, the moon is getting rounder and rounder, and in seven days, the moon will be full.

The evening breeze blew the green leaves, rustling, and the silver brilliance sprinkled on the ground, as if plated with a layer of silver.

The fragrance of pine resin wafts through the house, and the cool evening breeze brings a hint of coolness.

It is estimated that many people will not be able to sleep tonight, and many women will not be able to sleep.

The fragrance of pine resin reminded You Jiecao of Tie Niu, the man with steel-like muscles, who smiled so innocently, but now it was a pile of white bones, a cruel scene, he also saw it, the expression of crying on Tie Niu's face made You Jiecao frown deeply.

Now that he finally understood what Karan said, he decided to leave here tomorrow and go to the forest to train, because only by killing monsters can he become stronger.

Even if he can't beat it, it's a big deal to turn on the stealth and squat for a while, just like he peeps at the daughter of Volta, just like he dodges the fox fur girl.

The starry night was deep, the cool breeze was slow, and the boy closed his eyes and was already asleep.

Faintly, he heard a few insect chirps, and a gentle ray of sunlight was already shining into the amber hut, on the amber floor.

I sat up, rubbed my eyes, and yawned, my eyes shining brightly from a night's rest.

Outside the house, there are already women getting up, ropes are opened, and clothes are hanging on them, the clothes are big and small, there are flowers and vegetarians, the small ones are naturally the clothes of the little master of the house, and at the same time, they are the most numerous, and the big ones are the clothes of the male master of the house, and the plain ones are also, and the flowers are the hostess.

The woman's eyes were as black as ink, and she was tired and undressed, and at this time, the little master of the house, having finished the breakfast that the woman had cooked, ran out.

Even though he knew that his father was dead, his face was full of smiles, because as soon as morning came, he could play with his friends, and he could show off his strength.

The woman smiled tiredly, stroked the child's soft, dark hair, and said a few words of attention, and the child was already walking towards the playmate's house.

The woman looked at the soft grass that was half red and half green all over the ground, and her heart was full of worry.

She didn't know if the wolf would come today, their man was dead, the wolf was coming, and she had no power to protect his child.

She looked at the man's clothes in her hand, and tears fell from her face again.

Gently hanging the last piece of clothing on the rope, he went back to the thatched hut.

The golden sunlight gently shone on You Jiecao's face, and he looked at the thatched house of Tie Niu's family.

A woman was sitting in the doorway, staring at the clothes in her hand in a daze.

It's a very new dress, the color is very light, but the thread work is very good.

It was the new clothes she had made for him, but he could no longer put them on for her, and took out a fire fold, and she lightly lit the clothes, and in the thick black smoke, she looked at the sky, thinking of her husband, the brave husband.