"I... I know I'm wrong, I don't dare anymore, please let me go. Several women dressed as Miao and middle-aged people, who had participated in the torture of Xinlu, knelt down in the depths of the alley and begged for mercy. Now that he has been forced into the alley, there is no way out, and the only way out has been blocked by Xinlu's Rakshasa soul body.

These people originally wanted to see the patriarchs and elders kill female ghosts with Gu poison, after all, this was their masterpiece. I heard everyone screaming, and then I saw Xin Lu coming to ask for his life. Frightened, they scattered and fled, but were blocked by the magic of the ghost barrier, and finally trapped in the alley like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Xin Lu stared at them fiercely, her eyes were a little moist, and two lines of blood and tears slipped down her cheeks. Slowly raised the blood-stained hand, so that everyone in front of her could enjoy the joy of the blood dripping on the ground with her. When everyone saw this scene, they cried and cried, and desperately kowtowed and begged her to spare themselves.

Seeing everyone's helpless and cowardly appearance, Xin Lu's charming and bewitching makeup revealed a miserable smile, her eyebrows were frowned, and her blood and tears still flowed, making her makeup even more charming.

"Spare you, spare you, what did you say to my bitter pleas at the time? Be a pig in your next life, that's more in line with your identity. Xin Lu paused word by word, and said angrily the slanderous words that she had heard when she had tasted the pain. The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and the sharper and piercing his voice became. The initial miserable look also changed to resentment, anger, and fierceness with the words.

"I'm curious about what color your hearts are. Xin Lu said as she walked towards everyone step by step, and with each step, the despair in everyone's hearts intensified. She already hated these people to the core, how could she let them go so easily? not only wanted to kill them, but even wanted to tear their families apart in front of them, so that they could also experience the pain.

When Yun Lanyan and Lao Huazi arrived, everyone had already died tragically, and the death was unbearable for people to look at, none of the abdomen was complete, and the internal organs were scattered all over the ground, and it was impossible to tell which one belonged to whom. The narrow alleys, roads and walls are stained red with blood, and hell on earth is nothing more than that.

When Meng Li saw this, his voice trembled and he begged Yun Lanyan and the others to stop Xin Lu. Yun Lanyan replied coldly: "These people are just to blame, Xin Lu is no longer Sang Jiu's tool, she is just for revenge." ”

But when Xin Lu walked towards the children of those human demon families, Yun Lanyan had already set up a magic circle to stop her, but she avoided it at an extremely fast speed. Yun Lanyan took a few steps and hid the child behind her.

"Your vengeance has been avenged, do not hurt the innocent. Yun Lanyan frowned and stared at Xin Lu, whose soul body was splashed with blood

Xin Lu's voice was sad and asked: "Their child is innocent, does the grandma who raised me to grow up deserve to die? Who can save her?" After speaking, he flew to another door, and the ghost claw had already reached out to the screaming child, and suddenly heard the cry, and his hand stopped in the air.

"Stop, it's my fault. Don't worry, I'll accompany you, although you can't live together, I'll accompany you to Huangquan. Meng Li fell to his knees and shouted with all his might.

The thin young man picked up the waist knife, pressed it against his neck, and with a slight slash, the silver-white blade slashed, and a cluster of blood splashed out. At this moment, the young man's face did not show a trace of pain, but a smile, he fulfilled his original promise, no matter where she was, he would definitely be by her side. The thin figure was like tissue paper, and when the night wind blew, it fell to the ground in the direction of the wind.

Xin Lu looked back in astonishment with wide eyes, and in the next moment she had flown down to the man's side. The blood pupils gradually turned to black pupils, and his eyes were full of tears, and he wailed in grief, asking him why he didn't live well. The anger and resentment were gradually dissipating and dissipating, and even if she resented everyone, she never resented Meng Li.

As the saying goes: the bell must be tied to the bell. Perhaps the only person who can solve Xin Lu's resentment is the last trace of reluctance in her soul knot, which is Meng Li, whose body is gradually cold.

The soul of an ordinary man stood up from the body of a freshly dead corpse, and the soul of the world was rarely so pure, without a trace of resentment.

"If it was a mistake from the start, why would it be so wrong? Xin Lu knelt helplessly on the ground to hide her face and wept, just like the helpless girl when she was bullied, covering her cheeks with her hands, tears dripping from her fingers. Her hands were gently held in a familiar way, but those hands had lost their warmth.

Meng Li gently stroked Xinlu's cheeks with her hands, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers. Comforting the sadness in her eyes with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

The old man called Hanako clasped her hands together, and the aura around her body flowed rapidly, injecting it into the ground along her body, and the aura that was originally light blue gradually turned into dark green. When a circle full of strange gossip runes rose, the lanterns hanging outside the doors of the nearby people's houses lit up with green candles, and the alleys and streets illuminated were even more gloomy and gloomy, like a sheep's intestine path to the underworld.

The two held hands and looked at each other with teary eyes, but they were speechless and choked at the moment. Even though there are a thousand words in my heart, I don't know how to say them. Finally, under the guidance of the old Hanako, he walked into the circle hand in hand.

"I drank your wine and gave you a favor in return. The old name Huazi has been reading softly: "Turning into resentment, crossing your lonely soul, passing away in the open and dark, wronged and surrendered, creditors and wrongdoers, begging for their lives, kneeling in front of my stage, gossip and shining light, occupying the hurdle and coming out, and giving birth to others." ”

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally broke into tears and showed an indifferent smile, no longer resentful, and seemed to have returned to the childhood sweethearts and sisters who had been with each other since childhood. Even if they get what they want, no one will stop them.

As the spell chanted, the circle became more dazzling, and the two souls that were attached to each other were engulfed in light.

At the last moment when the extradition of the soul body was completed, Meng Li told Yun Lanyan and the others that he seemed to have seen what they were inquiring about in the village, which was similar to a vicious Gu cultivation artifact in Sang Jiu's hand. As for whether it is the Gu Wang Jian of Longpo Village, I am not sure, after all, I have only heard of this artifact in the description of the older generation, and I also asked the two of them to help Longpo Village get rid of future troubles.

The howl of the ghost crying wolf suddenly sounded, and the souls of the dead in the village gathered here. They all tried in vain to cross the circle and go to reincarnation, competing to be the first. For a while, the resentment accumulated in Longpo Village was sky-high, and it actually caused dark clouds to cover the moon.

If you leave it alone, you are afraid that the resentment will erupt again, leading to the slaughter of the living by the souls of vain death.

Yun Lanyan frowned angrily, blocking the way of the resentful spirits. The souls were unconvinced, and wailed again and again.

Yun Lanyan, who was burning in anger, would still be half soft, raise his hand to hold the trick, and draw a formation in the air. The resentful soul of the patriarch Munda who was demonstrating at the front was surrounded in the pure yang true fire, and his soul was burned and scattered.

"I don't want to die again, so I leave quickly. If you dare to have a trace of evil intentions and disturb the peace in the village, the end will be like Munda "Yun Lanyan angrily scolded the souls, and frightened them to scatter and retreat.

The sleeves are gently shaken. Yun Lanyan looked down and saw the white fox Xiaoyao holding his cuffs, and his bright eyes became watery, and there was still a trace of pity. Only then did he realize how terrible he looked when he was angry just now, took a deep breath, eased his emotions, and gently picked up Xiao Hao.

The lonely streets and alleys, the wind gusted, the dark clouds had passed, and the bright moon once again revealed its brilliance. In the distance, the ghosts and lonely spirits drifted in the wind, and the night was deeper and the wind was a little colder. Everything is calm again, it's over.