Han Ling looked at her incredulously, but the little face was serious that she had never seen before, and she couldn't help but wonder in her heart, and hurriedly asked:

"You...... What do you see? Can you be more specific?"

Meihui calmed down at this time, her lips still trembled: "I see...... Blood, lots of blood......"

The twilight is falling, and the evening breeze is rising, blowing chills in people's backs.

Han Ling groaned: "I'd rather believe in it than believe in it." Then I'll stay at Meng's house today, and I'll have to bother my sister to tell me about my family...... Don't talk about it, I'm afraid my dad will worry. ”

Meihui seemed to be a little relieved and nodded in agreement. When he saw that the people were almost scattered, he turned and left. Han Ling chased after him and asked:

"Can you foresee this before?"

She shook her head and said softly, "In the past, I could only have a little hunch, and it didn't work from time to time, but this time it's really clear. That's it...... You're badly wounded, and then you're scarlet. ”

Han Ling thought it was an ability at first, but listening to her tell it was not as a gift, as defined in the book.

Meihui, who still had a melancholy look between her eyebrows, quietly went home, and Han Ling stayed in the guest room after paying a visit to Master Meng and Mrs. Meng. After the class the next day, I asked Meihui how she felt and drove back to Anqing with the reply that everything was fine.

Just as he was leaving, Meng Jufei got into the car and said with a smile:

"Take me one, you come to live at my house, and I will go to your house to play. Anyway, there is still something going on at home in the past two days, so let me go outside. ”

In fact, Han Ling's heart was not very stable, and just wanted to dissuade him, Meng Ju immediately looked unhappy, and waved his hand to let the coachman drive the horse:

"What's the matter? You're bull again? ”

Han Ling: "...... Whatever you want. ”

This kid put his arms on his pillow, leaned against the wall of the car and slept like an uncle. The road had always been smooth, and he slept soundly.

When I usually walk, it is almost completely dark when I get home. However, halfway through the road, the sky was already dark and abnormal.

The starlight in the sky does not cast on the surface, and large clouds move rapidly in the sky. The wind seemed to be mixed with the roar of some monster, and it pulled at the treetops on both sides like a life, and let out a whining roar.

Anqing outside the city of official road.

Meihui was listening to her father reading to her in the car, and she was about to enter Anqing City. Suddenly, his heart ached, his face turned pale, and he muttered:

"It's over...... It's over......"

Meixuan hurriedly stepped forward to hug her and asked in confusion, "Hui'er, Hui'er, what's wrong with you?"

She clung to the hem of her young father's shirt with a pair of slender hands, and shouted:

"Dad, leave me alone! Go back to the city as fast as you can, and gather people who have kung fu to get out of the city immediately! Hurry! It's too late!"

Meihui's eyes were empty, and she almost wanted to cry:

"It's all my fault...... You shouldn't have come back, you shouldn't have ......."

Han Ling only felt a sudden drop in air pressure in the carriage, and there was a faint sense of foreboding.

He held the cyan sword in his hand and opened the curtain slightly...... Outside the window, the storm is coming.

A rough hand came in from the front.

Slowly......

Han Ling was so nervous that his heart was about to jump to his throat, and at this time-

The coachman's honest face came in and said:

"Two young masters, it seems to be raining, I'll hurry up and ...... the little one"

Han Ling: "...... You know what, you almost scared me to death. ”

The coachman looked like he didn't know what was going on, and continued to drive forward with a smile, before the curtain could be lowered, the sky flashed white, and a thunderbolt fell. This is peculiar to the weather, ice storms.

Ice poured.

The small Xiaoice curtain intertwined with the twilight, misty like the deep sea, but reflected under the dense lightning illumination to form hundreds of millions of silver needle-like white light, constantly poking at the carriage in the wind, fluttering all the way.

In the midst of this frenzy, Han Ling seemed to smell a hint of blood.

Meng Ju rubbed his eyes: "Huh, it's an ice storm......"

Han Ling: "......" rubbed the corners of his forehead and said helplessly:

"After a while, you look at the situation, I always feel that I have to ......"

Sudden mutation!

The carriage came to a halt, and the two old horses pulling the carriage screamed in unison.

Before the two people in the car could make a move, the carriage exploded and fell apart.

The sawdust pieces flew outward, and Hanling hurt his jaw and began to bleed...... But he had no time to care about it—

Ice and snow fell overhead, and the coachman and horse were killed on the spot.

A slender plain white ribbon burst through the air, through the ice curtain, through the arc, and through the panicked gaze, firmly binding the two children.

Han Ling only felt a chill all over his body. As soon as you earn more, you will be flying closer.

The woman in white, with her fluttering clothes and long dark red hair untouched by frost and snow, danced wildly in the wind. There are unknown tattoos on the center of her eyebrows, like a large blooming fireworks, which makes her beautiful and her eyes crazy. The witch twisted her long legs and stepped in front of the coachman.

Her ten fingers are slender, her nails are neither long nor short, and she is tender, like a perfect work of art. However, it was this hand that plunged straight into the coachman's chest and accurately removed the heart that was still alive.

Crush and lick.

The white clothes are faint, and the red lips are stained with blood.

In the rain was her flamboyant laughter, hoarse and crazy:

"Hahahaha! After many years, I taste this taste again!"

Meng Ju was already frightened, and Han Ling half-knelt on the ground, trying to cut the ribbon with his sword......

Two fingers pinched his jaw and forced him to look up, blood running down his neck.

A languid face greets her, and she chuckles:

"The sword is a good sword, how can it be wasted in the hands of a mortal like you, it is better for me to kill people and take treasure...... Such a small child, sparing your life will be wasted in the future......"

Han Ling said nervously: "No. I strive to live well, and I hope that the beautiful sister will raise her noble hand. ”

Witch: "...... You're so daring. ”

Han Ling smiled and said, "You won the prize." ”

The woman in white smiled, licked the blood on her lips, and whispered in his ear:

"There's really no way, if it weren't for my sister and I being seriously injured, I would have cultivated you for more than ten years, and I would have become a good furnace with this cleverness...... Sing with me night and night......"

Han Ling shuddered at the thought of chewing his heart and biting his lungs with this red lip just now.

Outside the words, he had already understood his fate, and he couldn't help but hate it in his heart, and he raised his sword to stab, just trying to find a glimmer of life while he was seriously injured.

The witch squinted her eyes slightly, raised her hand and knocked the sword away, rolled the ribbon into her hand and played with it, and laughed: "You come, you come." ”

He rushed forward again and again, selling cuteness to survive. But the edge of the ribbon was as sharp as a knife, and it cut through his clothes and saw blood in his flesh.

The blood gathered into a hideous array under her feet, black gas steaming, and blood shimmering slightly. She was full of radiance and seemed to be very comfortable.

Han Ling lay on the ground, feeling the earth tremble slightly. After thinking about it in my heart, I knew that it was Meihui who led people to rush here, and I couldn't help but be in a hurry, for fear that the witch would kill and slaughter all the people for her own cultivation.

The witch raised her head, and the ice cube instantly dissipated in a mist on her face, and her ribbon wrapped around Meng Ju's neck and slowly tightened:

"One or two is not enough for me to kill, I have to come again...... Thank you so much for your kindness. ”

Bingling frantically nailed to the ground, scratching the ground, Han Ling's face and body hurt, like being whipped with a whip. The ice flakes shattered on the ground, making a nice splash.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, Han Ling's heart sank deeper and deeper to the bottom.

It's going to be over.

It's over.