Wang Xiaotao went against the morning light and came to this small house with the door closed.

Her eyes were dark, and her face was even colder in the light and shadow, like a heavy layer of frost and snow.

Different from the anger and sadness that should have appeared, her expression did not show any flaws, as if there was no wind and rain in the snowfield, and at a glance, she only felt the ultimate quiet.

Today she suddenly sensed Xiao Fei's vague faint information, combined with the time she saw Xiao Fei before, she vaguely saw his tragic future, Wang Xiaotao knew that Xiao Fei must have had an accident, and rushed here as quickly as possible.

But it was too late.

Everything has happened.

Wang Xiaotao looked indifferently at the small house in front of him, which carried a lot of joy and pain, looked at the flowers scattered all over the yard and the bamboo shoots that were knocked over on the ground and no one picked them up, closed his eyes, and suppressed some surging emotions.

Every brick and tile of this once warm little building fell apart, and all of them fell on her, and they were all smashed, and they were bound to hurt her severely.

She no longer looked at the mess of the crime scene, turned around without hesitation, and left the place.

Behind her, the Red Lotus Karma burst into flames, and the scorching tongue of fire engulfed the entire room, as well as the countless laughter and screams, struggles, and sneers in it.

As the sun rises, the boundary between day and night melts into the wonders of nature, and the morning glow cracks a huge gap in the skyline, and lava billows down the world.

Under such sunlight, the red lotus karmic fire is more dazzling and warmer than the sun.

The tongue of fire soon crept up, silently devouring the whole little house, devouring the flowers that Little Fat had picked for Fufu, devouring their messy kitchen and bedroom, devouring all their happiness and filth.

Following the smell of Xiaofei, Wang Xiaotao found a cave that had long been abandoned not far away.

The four of them had already gone their separate ways, and they didn't even dig a pit, so they put the bodies of Xiaofei and Fufu under a pile of corn stalks.

Layer after layer of straw with the damp smell of the earth was used to cover their pale and cold, scarred bodies, and threw them into this dark and rugged cave with no people but insects and ants.

Nobody cares.

Wang Xiaomos lowered her gaze silently, she leaned down, knelt on the ground without being dirty, carefully turned over the rotten straws one by one with her hands, and finally turned out the white bones under the rotten straws.

The white bones and the white bones were together, like a hug, a hug that could no longer break free and that no one could break free.

Wang Xiaotao dug a pit for Xiaofei and Fufu in the cave, and carefully put the white bones into the pit one by one.

Her breathing was rapid and heavy, but her strength was still very gentle and careful, and then she sat motionless on the edge of the unburied pit, staring blankly at the white bones lying in the pit, as if solidified into a cold statue.

She shouldn't have looked at the scarred bones, but she had to.

Looking at them, she could always think of the past.

Every glance is a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

She looked at Xiao Fei and Fufu who were embraced by white bones, suddenly stood up, stared straight at this cave, stepped back, she took one last look at this cave, raised her right hand, clenched it into a fist, no need to pinch it, and with a movement of her mind, the red lotus karmic fire from the Eight Cold Hell rose to the sky again, engulfing the entire mountain.

The sky-high heat wave is like the sea.

Wang Xiaotao's spine trembled slightly, like the mast of the last fishing boat struggling in a storm.

But the force that swept over was too powerful, too vast to resist.

But she finally carried it, and the flames and sunlight gathered in her eyes, but there was no light.

Wang Xiaotao pinched her hands with her hands, her body floated in the air, and the mole between her eyebrows became more and more red, and she suddenly opened her golden pupils!

The sound is like a bell, vibrating between heaven and earth:

"Xu Mo Min! The Soul Returns! ”

"Xu Mo Min! The Soul Returns! ”

"Xu Mo Min! The Soul Returns! ”

The vast qi machine covered the entire mountain in half a breath, searching inch by inch, trying to find a wisp of remnant soul among them.

Fufu, negative negative, if Wang Xiaotao didn't admit his mistake, that Fufu should be Xu negative who went down the mountain.

She is the first in ancient and modern appearances, peeking into the way of heaven, measuring yin and yang, knowing the evil and determining the auspicious, and the first phase teacher Xu Cheng who is dead and life.

How could a warlock who could budget the destiny and predict fate die in such a wilderness? And to die in such a humiliating way?

Wang Xiaotao intuitively felt that there must be something greasy in it.

But the traces here have long passed, and the flesh has turned into dry bones, and even if something is wrong, it is long gone.

She obviously left a way for Xiaofei to contact her, why didn't she contact her?

Xiao Fei is blessed with golden fortune, he has merits in his previous life, not to mention being rich and noble in this life, at least it should be smooth sailing, growing up peacefully, how could he die so hastily?

How did Xiaofei and Xu Cheng get together?

What the hell is going on here?

All kinds of doubts, unless they can go back to the past, can only be known by those who find the person concerned.

But after searching a few times, the remnants of Xu Moying and Xiaofei's souls have disappeared, and time has changed, maybe they have really disappeared between heaven and earth.

Wang Xiaotao looked at the burning red lotus karmic fire in front of him, floating in the void, sitting cross-legged, fairy posture, and his clothes were not stained.

The blue smoke leads the way, and the lights of thousands of homes welcome the ancestors.

Wang Xiaotao took a wisp of incense and green smoke from the sky, and took this as a guide, his eyes had passed through the barrier of thousands of layers, and the voice escaped into the underground underworld, through the forest and the underworld, through the hundreds of ghosts waiting for reincarnation here, and went straight to the underground Yin Division, the golden sound and jade vibrate, shaking through the underworld:

"Xu Mo Min! The Soul Returns! ”

By the Lechuan River, a dilapidated and mutilated soul raised its head in a daze, looked at the top of the head that never dawned, and the moment it heard Wang Xiaotao's voice, it was summoned to rise from the ground and go with her.

The few patrolling Yin Cha on the side had never seen such a scene, and they looked at each other with the soul whip in their hands.

"Are you going to report it to Yan Jun?"

"Do you think Lord Yan Jun doesn't know? Have a finger in the pie. ”

"Anyway, it's just a remnant soul wandering on the banks of the Lethe River, and it can't get in the way, just work and work."

"Who is that man? Looking at the posture, it looks like a god in the Nine Heavens. ”

"She hasn't become a god yet, don't you know, in this world, no one has been ascended to become a god for two or three hundred years!"

"The one who just summoned the spirit, but now this one in the world!"

One of them gave a thumbs up, a sense of superiority that only I knew about it.

"Then why didn't she become a god?"

"Yes, who knows why she is not a god, who knows what she is waiting for after wandering in the world for two or three hundred years...... What's the matter with us? Work hard, work hard! ”

I was blocked for a chapter yesterday, and it won't be released until two days later, so I added another chapter and made up a 4,000-word story.

It feels cooler and cooler, hahaha, and there is a kind of joy in hitting the street.

It's obviously cool.,But the enthusiasm to write it down is still very high.,Generate electricity for love ()

I love moss.

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