The fog in front of Xiao Ming's eyes spread all of a sudden, and as the fog spread, the town in front of him also began to change, first shrinking, and then from black and white to red, it was a red like blood, from Xiao Ming's back, you could feel that a round of sunset was shining over, projecting on the building in front of him, but it was printed with a blood red.

The sky grew high, and clouds like fish scales floated overhead, printed red by the setting sun, as if they could drip blood.

In front of me is a two-storey house, using the latest building materials, semi-alloy plates, half-photon materials, it looks very modern - but in fact, in terms of the current retro trend of human beings, only the kind of low-to-medium bourgeoisie who have just reached the subsistence line in addition to the homeless will live in such a house.

There were screams and struggles in the house, and the middle door suddenly opened by itself, Xiao Ming did not move, but the scene switched by itself, and Xiao Ming appeared in a room of the house at once.

The room was very basic, there was nothing but a bed.

On the bed, a girl was crying and screaming, and on top of her, a tall and obese fellow, like a pig that was feeding, kept kissing the girl greedily with his oily mouth.

The girl was only eleven or twelve years old, and where was the opponent of an adult, a big fat man weighing more than one hundred and fifty pounds? No matter how much she struggled, she could not push the man away, and she seemed to have lost all means except screaming and crying in despair.

Outside the room, there were two other people standing, a man and a woman. It looks like a middle-aged couple. From the similarity between the eyebrows and eyes, it can be seen that the couple is the parents of the girl. But when their daughter was insulted, not only did they not show any emotion. There is no protection. The husband was still scolding fiercely: "Brute, let you serve the priest well." You won't. How do you usually teach you? The gods have given us a qiē, and our qiē can be dedicated to the gods!"

There was some reluctance and reluctance between the wife's expressions, but it was just that, and there was no action.

& Open, get out of the way, Mr. Kamimei is not like that. That's not the case with Mr. Kami!" the girl screamed, kicking and punching.

Father has already said that the god you are talking about is a demon at all, and that is a demon. There is only one true God in the world. That is the god of gold, and we human beings can only survive in this filthy world under the protection of the god of gold. Your body has been polluted by demons. The priest wasted his divine power to help you purify your body, don't you appreciate it?damn it!" The husband saw that the so-called priest could not take his daughter for a while, so he simply rushed forward and helped the priest hold his daughter's leg down.

The girl's body shook, as if she had given up, and a deep despair and death appeared on her face, and she stopped struggling. His eyes stared blankly at the ceiling: "Mr. Kami, help me!

Crystal tears slid down the girl's delicate little face and dripped onto the pillow, silently. But it was like a heartbreak sound.

Xiao Ming's black hair turned white, and his right eye was as bright as thunder, and he didn't realize that his current situation was different from that of being in the fog just now. No one else could see him, and the husband had just passed straight through his body. He forgot that he was in Lan Xiang's soul world. What I saw was nothing more than Lan Xiang's memory. Xiao Ming forgot about this qiē. He just wanted to strangle the two bastards in front of him. He didn't care about it, he stepped forward and grabbed the priest and her husband, and threw them out.

The hands of the two people who were supposed to touch grabbed the two of them directly, and then threw the two bastards out.

Syllable!

A bolt of lightning came from nowhere, and suddenly appeared in the room, and countless currents rushed wildly, sweeping around the city, but gently letting go of the poor girl.

The girl, who couldn't see Xiao Ming, suddenly looked up: "Mr. Shenming, is it you?

Before Xiao Ming could reply, the scene in front of him suddenly became accelerated, just like someone pressed sixteen times the acceleration when watching a movie, and all the qiē became extremely fast. I saw the girl jump up, cry and rush out of the room.

After the priest was thrown out by Xiao Ming, he still couldn't see Xiao Ming, he was a little panicked, looking around in fear, but he couldn't find anything. In the end, I had to turn my fear into anger and then vent my anger on the couple.

The couple had already been brainwashed by the so-called gods. Any action of the priest is taken for granted. So when the priest asked his wife to serve him, the husband agreed without thinking about it, and took off his wife's clothes himself.

Xiao Ming was not interested in watching such a picture, and turned to leave.

As Xiao Ming turned around, the picture changed again, and the speed seemed to be hundreds of times faster, so fast that Xiao Ming's eyesight could no longer see clearly. But this situation lasted less than ten seconds, and the picture suddenly froze again.

Xiao Ming found himself on a hill, and there was a pavilion on the hill, in the pavilion, the girl sat with her knees crossed, looking at the burning clouds in the distance with a blank expression, and there was no color in her eyes, only the blood red printed by the flame-like sunset.

Xiao Ming walked to the girl's side and stood still, but it seemed that the girl didn't see him at all. Now Xiao Ming has somewhat understood, when Lan Xiang is caught in her love, she can't see Xiao Ming. And when she began to ask for help from the outside world, hoping for redemption, Xiao Ming would appear.

At this time, the girl fell into her own love again, so she couldn't see Xiao Ming beside her.

Silent tears slipped from the girl's eyes, dripping on the ground one by one, and the gentle dripping sound was like the most perfect crystals being shattered one by one.

After a long time, the girl carefully pulled out a pendant chain from her chest and opened it, revealing a small holographic image inside. To Xiao Ming's surprise, the image was himself.

& Mr. Ming. I'm so scared!" the girl whispered, "Why do my parents do this to me? I'm already very obedient, why do they do this to me? Am I not their daughter? Xiang'er is so scared!"

Xiao Ming didn't hold back, and gently stroked the top of the girl's head.

The blurred body became real in an instant, and the hand touched the top of the girl's head.

The girl's body trembled violently, like a frightened little beast, and she looked up at Xiao Ming, and her pupils dilated by fear suddenly retracted: "God, Mr. God?"

&'It's Xiao Ming!" Xiao Ming corrected.

&Nothing has changed!," the girl murmured softly.

How does Xiao Ming explain it? I can't explain it. He had no choice but to nod: >

& Mr. Xiao Ming, I, I ......" The girl seemed to see the most reliable and trustworthy relatives, the strength disguised, the numbness generated by despair, all of which were shattered at this moment, and then the girl threw herself into Xiao Ming's arms, crying so much that she was heartbroken.

Xiao Ming will not comfort people, not since he was a child. Even if you comfort Eudora's little Lori from childhood to adulthood. He still won't be comforted. Language has always been something that Xiao Ming is not good at. So all he could do was to gently pat the girl's back with one hand and caress the top of her head with the other, just like he did for Eudora when he was a child. With silent companionship, comforting the girl.

I don't know how long I cried, until Xiao Ming's entire clothes were soaked, the girl stopped crying, and she also slept in Xiao Ming's arms. At that moment, the girl's tightly knit eyebrows finally loosened, and like a baby, curled up and fell asleep with her fingers in her mouth. With his left hand, he grabbed the corner of Xiao Ming's clothes tightly and refused to let go.

Xiao Ming didn't speak, and he didn't bother the girl.

The picture changed again, the girl in Xiao Ming's arms was like a bubble on the sea in summer, snapping into countless smaller bubbles, and then the smaller bubbles turned into even smaller bubbles, and the cycle began again and again, and soon disappeared.

Then the fiery clouds in the sky moved faster, but not in one direction, but in a vortex state, as if an invisible tornado was forming, and in the center of the blood-like cloud vortex, a blood-colored lightning bolt slashed straight down towards Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming glanced up at the lightning, his right eye flashed with a sharp lightning, and the vicious lightning spread out with a bang as if it had been hit by something, printing the entire heaven and earth into a bloody color.

Xiao Ming was also shaken so much that he couldn't open his eyes, and after covering it with his hand, when he looked up again, he saw that the scene in front of him had changed again. He appeared in a place that looked like a square, surrounded by more than fifty people dressed like mercenaries. They cautiously gathered towards Xiao Ming.

No, not towards Xiao Ming.

Instead, he looked at the girl in front of Xiao Ming.

The girl seems to have grown up again, she should be thirteen or fourteen years old, and her bright little face is more beautiful, but the tightly locked eyebrows make people feel heartache. The girl was covered in blood at this time, and the blood from the wound on her head covered her right eye, making her a little unable to see. She had a dagger in her hand.

In the face of more than fifty mercenaries with weapons in hand, a girl with a small dagger in the thirteenth or fourteenth was powerless, but the girl was still like a young wolf, staring at these mercenaries fiercely, and the pale joints in her right hand were exposed because she held the dagger too hard.

The girl had a long wound on her left arm, which was so deep that the blood could not be stopped, and there were shocking wounds everywhere in her lower abdomen, lower back, and thighs. The blood accumulated into a small puddle under her feet, churning bubbles, as if counting down the girl's last life.

Blood has become the main color of a qiē. (To be continued......)