For a long time, Ruan Wushan didn't move, and he felt that he was a little numb.

He stepped out of bed, squatted down and touched Xiao Yi's back, where it seemed to have frozen, he touched the cold and hard.

His fingers shook involuntarily, this child, is it really dead?

Suddenly a trace of guilt appeared in his heart, and he stood up, silently, without saying any more.

The child eventually died at his own hands, and they had no grievances, or they didn't even have any grievances.

And now, this child has died because of himself, although he is out of kindness to heal Xiao Yi's injuries, but he never imagined that the result would be like this.

Although he had already stated to Xiao Yi the possibility of incurability, such a result still made him feel a little guilty.

He finally sighed slightly, shaking his head gently.

He thought about it for a while, leaned down, and picked up Xiao Yi, whose body was already stiff.

Xiao Yi's face is surprisingly peaceful at the moment, there is no pain, no sickness, he seems to be asleep, and he is having a good dream.

Ruan Wushan looked at him with some guilt, as if he had created a big sin.

He hesitated, but finally walked out the door.

The two disciples guarding the door bowed their heads respectfully, and did not dare to say a word, Ruan Wushan didn't even look at them, and walked straight forward.

Only then did the two disciples raise their heads, their eyes indifferent and indifferent, no matter what happened in the earthly world, it seemed that it had nothing to do with them.

Ruan Wushan hugged Xiao Yi in his arms and strode forward, but the direction he was walking was the back mountain.

Xiao Yi in his arms is very heavy, I don't know what the reason is, this child suddenly has a lot more weight.

Could it be because his mood has become heavy, Ruan Wushan smiled bitterly.

At this time, the wind is a little bit, the weather seems to be changing, and there is silence all around, this is a rare place for people.

The cold came up, Ruan Wushan involuntarily trembled, he took a few steps closely, and his steps were much bigger, but his hands were extremely heavy.

In the distance, the crypt is in sight.

Ruan Wushan looked around, the desolate and lonely valley was extremely desolate and cold at this time.

He bowed his head, Xiao Yi in his arms was as silent as ever, could his life never be awakened again?

Ruan Wushan looked ahead, and the crypt was getting closer and closer.

After walking a little further, the heat in the cave gradually approached his face, and at this moment, Ruan Wushan's previous plan suddenly made him tremble, and in this extremely hot place, he actually felt a chill.

He lowered his head and glanced at Xiao Yi in his arms.

He thought: Am I going to make this child disappear in this way?

He thought so, but he couldn't think about it anymore.

So, did he want to leave the child's body in the mountains, no, he couldn't do that, he subconsciously shook his head, as if he was fighting with his own heart.

However, it didn't take long for him to seem to have won.

He looked up and stopped thinking.

Xiao Yi's small body is still silent, he is afraid that he has really passed away and is no longer in this world.

Ruan Wushan took a step closer, and a little wind rose in the air.

The crypt was already in front of me, and the hot canopy under my feet came, but there was silence above the crypt, as if it had become a dead cavern.

However, Ruan Wushan was not surprised, he pushed Xiao Yi's body up,

The dust stirred in the air, as if it were twisting the restlessness, eagerness, hope, and even some loss.

There was an unusually calm sky over the crypt, it seemed to be waiting for something, waiting to devour something, and the crypt was like a huge mouth, grinning greedily and insatiably.

There was not the slightest smoke from above, as if it had died, and it was no longer the crypt it used to be.

But Ruan Wushan did not pay attention to this, he still walked slowly, and he could clearly feel the situation getting hotter and hotter, as if he had suddenly come from the human world to a world full of irritability.

Finally, he stood still and sighed slightly.

The ground beneath his feet formed large cracks, and a trace of white gas rose from the cracks, and disappeared when it reached the knees of people.

The soles of Ruan Wushan's feet began to heavily, and he felt a strange feeling slowly enveloping him from all directions.

He couldn't tell what it was like, but if there was nothing, if it was leaving, it was so unsettling.

He looked around and saw nothing but silence.

He retracted his gaze, stared at the mouth of the crypt not far in front of him, and then looked at Xiao Yi who was holding in his arms.

Suddenly, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes tightly.

However, in an instant, that breath came back to him, straight into his mind.

Ruan Wushan was taken aback in his heart, his eyes widened, trying to see where the breath came from, but all he saw was nothingness, as always nothingness, he stopped, calmed down, there was no movement around him, even the wind, it seemed to stop.

No, it couldn't be, the breath was so strong, it clearly came with a deliberate meaning, but it went so fast that it really didn't know what it came from, and it didn't know where it went.

Ruan Wushan looked up at the sky, his arm propped up, and he took a few steps closer to the crypt.

The crypt is silent, like an ancient tomb that has been destroyed by the years, and it is still as lonely as ever.

Ruan Wushan stood silently, his arms stretched out, and Xiao Yi's small body was still frozen in his arms.

Cool, it seemed to extend his arms upwards, and his arms trembled involuntarily.

Ruan Wushan's steps were very heavy, and when he took another step, his body suddenly trembled, and this tremor spread, tiring his arms.

In his arms, Xiao Yi's body curled up like a baby, and his life seemed to have gradually dried up and disappeared, leaving this loveless world.

At this moment, the crypt was in front of me, shrouded in a dead air.

Ruan Wushan took a deep breath, glanced at his arms for a long time, and suddenly his arms slammed upward, and Xiao Yi in his arms was like an arrow from the string, and involuntarily rushed towards the crypt.

Like the wind, there was no hesitation.

However, in an instant, Ruan Wushan's mind suddenly turned empty, he seemed to be slightly surprised, his eyes didn't have time to catch a glimpse, Xiao Yi's small body had sunk into the crypt without any attachment.

He was so resolute and contemptuous of the ruthlessness of the world.

The crypt seemed to be endlessly deep, and from beginning to end, there was not a single sound.

Ruan Wushan was stunned for no reason, and before he could ease the surprise at the corner of his mouth, a chill suddenly hit Zhou's body.

This chill did not come from his body, but clearly came from outside himself, instantaneously, and the momentum was unbelievable.

Ruan Wushan trembled, and then, a drop of water dripped onto his forehead, cold and cold, he involuntarily trembled, and then, behind him, he only felt the same cold murderous aura attacking, although this murderous aura was weak, but the momentum was so fast, Ruan Wushan didn't think about it, his long sleeves flicked, and he counterattacked with a murderous aura that was more than equal.

The chill hit his body, as if it was about to burst into his body and shoot directly into his internal organs.

However, under the counterattack of Ruan Wu's body that seemed to be moving, the chill everywhere had been sealed by him, and it was difficult to enter.

Ruan Wushan's consciousness was condensed, and when he was about to fight back again, the chill around his body suddenly dissipated, and at the same time, there was also a faint light sound that seemed to be absent, accompanied by it.

The faint sound of the light sound diffused slightly in Ruan Wushan's ear drums, and then disappeared.

Like a mosquito, like an ant, faint as a stumbling.

But this faintness was deeply imprinted in Ruan Wushan's consciousness, because this sound was not a natural sound, but a ......

He pondered for a moment, and couldn't help but feel the chill hit his body again, but this time it was an inexplicable chill from his body, and the huge shock in his heart.

Because the faint and light sound is clearly the voice of a person.

It seems to be nothing, trance is like an illusion, but it is real and real in Ruan Wushan's ears, the voice of a person, the voice of a person.

Ruan Wushan didn't dare to believe it, but he couldn't help but believe it.

Once again, a chill rose endlessly in his heart.

He tilted his head slightly, the silent world, the lush grass and trees, except for the sounds of nature, silent.

Fang Cai's light voice, is it evil or not?

Is everything in the field evil or not?

At this moment, everything is gone, and only one figure remains, standing still in the wind.