Zhuohua took Luo Yang's hand and walked back slowly. Along the way, Luo Yang sorted out the complex emotional coefficients and hid them, and when she arrived, except for her slightly swaying pupils, there was no difference from usual.

Hearing the voice, Qin Su raised his head suddenly. Seeing that they were back, he smiled at them and nodded. Attentively, she saw that Luo Yang's eyes were slightly red, she should have just cried, but she didn't ask anything more, and silently looked away after saying hello.

"Sleep." Zhuohua stretched out his hand and pinched Luo Yang's face, and said softly, "Rest for a while, and continue to hurry at dawn." ”

Luo Yang nodded, got up and followed a tree, leaned against it, and closed his eyes.

Looking at Luo Yang's quiet sleeping face, Zhuohua felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. But there are some things she can't help even if she wants to, all she can do is comfort her from the side. Zhuo Hua couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart, hoping that Luo Yang would not forcibly stuff himself into a dead end, otherwise, it would not be good.

Rubbing his somewhat swollen forehead helplessly, Zhuohua walked over to Qin Shuran and sat down. "You cultivate, I'll keep vigil."

Qin Shuran was not polite, and after nodding at her, he crossed his knees and settled down.

The air fell silent for a moment.

Zhuohua propped his chin and looked at the sky, a little stunned.

These days, Zhuohua found that the storyline, which he didn't remember very clearly, became more and more blurred.

She didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Not only the storyline, but even the memories of her previous life are gradually becoming difficult to remember. Sometimes she even wondered if it was just a dream she had.

Let it be, she sighed helplessly and hugged her knees.

It was a long and boring night, and it was indeed too difficult.

As soon as it was dawn, the group set off. But in the end, there were no squeamish people, and everyone had no objections.

There is a slight humidity in the air in the early morning, which inevitably makes the clothes on the body a little uncomfortable.

Luo Yang rubbed her eyes, followed Zhuohua with sleepy eyes, and clenched her sleeve with one hand.

Not to be outdone, Su Jinxuan grabbed the other side, and threw a disdainful glance at Luo Yang by the way. Luo Yang only glanced at her lightly and looked away, secretly saying that Su Jinxuan was naïve.

Qin Shuran lowered her head and smiled, then touched her nose to cover up.

Wen Yu and Chang Qing walked in the front, with serious expressions, cautiously observing the surroundings. And Han Xiu held the sword and walked silently at the end.

When the sun was about to set, several people finally arrived at the foot of Luoxia Mountain.

The sky was red as if it was on fire, and the golden light reflected seemed to clothe the world with a trace of warmth.

However, the village shrouded in the setting sun only makes people feel the biting cold.

The whole village was lifeless, and the roads were cluttered with baskets, baskets, and grains of rice...... All sorts of things were scattered on the road.

I don't know who opened the door, which is squeaking and shaking. There are even some houses that have been split in half from the middle.

Zhuo Hua nullified his nose and smelled a strong smell of blood. Looking at the reddened dirt beneath her feet, her heart paused.

Sure enough, it might be more appropriate to call it a murderous massacre.

It is reported that there were originally piles of corpses placed here. But fortunately, it has been dealt with by the disciples in the front.

Zhuohua secretly rejoiced.

Otherwise, she was really afraid that she would vomit on the spot.

Just as she was thinking wildly, the soles of her feet were suddenly slammed.