The spiritual power turned into silk and slowly penetrated into the body of the woman and Sansheng, Qinghe swam with both hands, controlling the spiritual power, and looked at the two people on the ground with his eyes focused.

Qi Rong's gaze fell on her white and delicate hands, and his eyes changed, slowly moving to the side of her face.

Outside, dark clouds gathered, flickering and darkening, but he felt like a spring breeze, quiet and peaceful.

After a pillar of incense, Qinghe withdrew his spiritual power, observing that the faces of the two of them had never improved, and shook his head at Qirong.

Qi Rong lowered his eyelashes and said for a moment: "Try it with the Divine Bead." ”

This sentence reminded Qinghe, and she immediately sacrificed the divine bead and used the power of the divine bead to heal the two people on the ground.

As soon as the golden light came out, I saw that the red on the faces of the two people faded visibly with the naked eye, the blood in the pupils turned into wisps of red smoke and floated out and dissipated, and their eyes gradually returned to clarity.

When it was almost gone, I heard a hoarse and gloomy voice roaring, "I will definitely kill you!"

Qinghe ignored the threat of the fire eye, and after the two of them returned to their normal complexions, he raised his hand and withdrew the divine bead.

The woman woke up first, she looked at Qinghe blankly, and said in a trance: "What's wrong with me?"

Qinghe: "Do you remember what happened just now?"

The woman shook her head: "I only remember that I was making clothes for Sansheng before, and I fell asleep while doing it, but I don't remember what happened after that." ”

She found Sansheng lying on the ground, thought something had happened to him, and exclaimed, "Sansheng! Sansheng, what's wrong with you?"

Qinghe explained: "He's fine, he's just asleep. ”

Hearing this, the woman patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Qinghe asked again: "People in the village, do you know where to go?"

The woman thought for a moment and said, "I only heard that they were going to Xiaojiahe, saying that there were some beads and they were going to join in the fun, and my husband also said that they were going to come." ”

Qinghe: "Where is Xiaojiahe?"

The woman pointed in the direction: "It's in the southeast corner behind the village, not far away." ”

Qinghe glanced at Qirong, got up to say goodbye to the woman, and walked towards Xiaojiahe.

Halfway through, the woman stopped her: "If you see my husband, please call him home, and I will wait for him at home with the child." ”

Qinghe paused and nodded.

Although the Xiaojia River is not far, there is still a mountain to cross halfway.

Qinghe left marks along the way so that Li Jiang and them could find them.

Qirong watched her movements, and his eyes fell on her side face: "I thought you wouldn't agree." ”

Qinghe said lightly: "She has illusions, I can't break them." ”

For a moment, she stood up and clapped her hands, praying as she watched as a fox-shaped mark on the ground shone with a dazzling red light.

Qi Rong raised his eyebrows, "I heard that you have a red fox, it's very beautiful, take it out and take a look." ”

Qinghe shook his head: "It's very naughty, it got lost two days ago, and I'm trying to find it in this way." She looked at Qirong, "Do you know where it went?"

Her eyes were indifferent, and a faint light seemed to penetrate him to see something else.

Qi Rong looked away from her: "How would I know." ”

For a long time, Qinghe no longer looked at him, looked up at the sky, the dark clouds were all gathered in one place, there was faint thunder and lightning, only thunder and no rain, I was afraid that it was strange.

Over the mountain, the whole picture of Xiaojiahe is in the eyes.

The air seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood mist, and the fog became thicker and thicker, and when the two approached Xiaojiahe, they could hardly see each other's faces.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his wrist, and Qinghe turned his head to look in the direction of Qi Rong.

Dressed in red and covered by the thick fog, Qinghe only vaguely saw the silhouette of the person, "What's wrong?"

The voice of the prayer magnetism sounded in his ears: "I'm afraid you're lost." ”

Qinghe smiled in a low voice, feeling a coolness on her wrist, she touched it, like a bracelet, "What is it?"

Prayer: "Whoever protects your safety, you must carry it with you at all times, I can sense your position." ”

Qinghe nodded, remembering that he couldn't see, and said "um" again.

Receiving Qinghe's assurance, Qi Rong let go of her hand with confidence.

The fog was thick, and there was a disgusting smell of scarlet fever in the air, a green and astringent breath, and his brow was furrowed deeper than ever.

The smell of blood, such a strong smell must be caused by more than one person.

The divine thoughts spread out, and the breath of a living person was faintly scattered in all directions, Qinghe couldn't tell where the direction was, and shouted: "Pray." ”

Qirong seemed to be far away from her, and seemed to be very close to her, and the voice sounded in her ears: "I am here." ”

Qinghe's heart was slightly calm, and the next moment he felt that his eyes were gradually clearing, and he turned his head to look at Qi Rong, and saw that he was holding a wooden card in his hand that was generating suction force, but in a moment, he absorbed the mist in the air.

The eyes became clean, and even the smell of blood disappeared, Qinghe looked at it, there were countless corpses lying on the ground, their flesh was rotten, and their faces were no longer distinguishable, but by looking at their clothes, he knew that they were the villagers of Xianhe Village.

There were corpses of villagers all over the ground, Qinghe didn't see a single monk, he was puzzled, but he saw that the corpse that had no breath on the ground suddenly moved, and the two bloody eyes suddenly opened, their bodies twisted to a certain extent, and they walked towards the two of them stiffly.

Qinghe browsed around this group of zombie army, spiritual power poured out, his hands were sealed, and a huge talisman array under his feet gradually took shape, and after the last trace of the formation of the array, Qinghe Qirong and the two of them jumped into the air in an instant.

The rune array below formed a huge confinement array, trapping all the villagers in the array, and no matter how much they bit and pulled, it was useless.

Qirong looked at her, raised his hand, and spiritual power poured out, seeing that he was about to destroy a group of zombies underground in one fell swoop.

Qing He suddenly raised his hand to block him.

Prayer: "They are dead, and if they are not killed completely, they will become a disaster." ”

Qinghe paused and withdrew his hand.

The spiritual power smashed towards the ground, and the fluctuations were so great that even the ground was trembling.

The sandstorm rose and stretched for miles, and after it subsided, there was no trace of any zombies.

Seeing Qinghe's silence, he prayed: "Sad?"

Qinghe was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm just wondering if the fate of these villagers was predestined in the first place, or if our arrival stimulated the Fire Eye and made it go on a killing spree." ”

Qi Rong smiled: "So, you are feeling guilty." ”

Qinghe didn't speak.

Qi Rong looked at the vast mountain peaks in the distance and said calmly: "In these three realms, the fate of all people is set in the book of life and death, and they are destined to have this catastrophe, and they are destined to be unable to escape. He looked at Qinghe: "Even if it weren't for you, with the greed of the Fire Eye, it wouldn't let go of Xianhe Village." ”

Qinghe looked at his eyes, those charming red eyes were extremely serious at the moment, looking at her calmly, not saying anything, but more comforting than any words.

She smiled suddenly, short-lived, beautiful as a lotus.