Cheng Linyuan turned his head indifferently and looked in the direction where the voice came from. The black clothes melted into the vast night, and only a faint silhouette could be seen. After a moment of silence, the voice repeated again: "Are they what you're looking for?"

The man in black beckoned lightly behind him, and a cloud of white light appeared beside him, and then danced slightly like a flame, illuminating the open space within a few feet. There was a continuous rustling sound around them, and dozens of figures stepped out of the darkness and walked towards the white light. They have strange postures, stiff limbs, and do not look like living people.

The man in black looked at the young man sitting on the ground without the slightest reaction, frowned, waved his hand again, and the white light slowly floated towards Cheng Linyuan until it stopped in front of him. Twenty-seven people, under the guidance of the white light, surrounded the youth group. Maybe it's silence that is greater than death, Cheng Linyuan didn't feel anything about this strange atmosphere, his gaze crossed the white light, and looked carefully at the people around him.

Like him, everyone is an ordinary person in the Tree-Lined Village, and like him, everyone depends on the mountain forest for their survival. But the difference now is that he is alive and they are dead. Die in the place where they have been raised for decades.

Cheng Linyuan looked up at one of the familiar faces, his heart was sour, and tears just dropped. This person has always been a father and a friend to him, and only difficulties can appear to him whenever he wants, but now...

The white light swayed, and the people around him fell down like a shelf. The figures were staggered, and in a panic, Cheng Linyuan rushed forward with all his might, holding one of them with all his might, and did not let him fall to the ground. The tentacles were cold, without the slightest temperature, and in a trance it made people feel that he had been dead for many years. Cheng Linyuan sobbed, wiped his face with his sleeve, and tried his best to control his tears. Then he looked down at Lu Si in his arms, and looked at his bloodless face with his brows twisted together, as if he had experienced some great pain before he died, and his heart was struggling, and he cried again.

In his memory, the last time he cried was because he was ridiculed by other children in the village for not having a father and a mother. When he went home crying bitterly and asked the old man where his parents were, the old man did not answer him or comfort him, but let him cry and fall asleep. Later, there was often a man in the house, and the old man told him that this man was a good friend of his father, and he would call the fourth uncle in the future, he hid behind the table and timidly shouted "fourth uncle", which made the man laugh. From then on, he never imagined that this man would become one of the most important people in his life.

And then so many years passed. Until now, he was holding the man's corpse, tears raining down and pain pouring down.

He raised his trembling hand and stroked Lu Si's eyes, choking up: "Fourth uncle, you, rest in peace." Close your eyes and wipe away the tears from your face. He stood up, his eyes were black for a while, and after trying his best to stabilize his body, he gritted his teeth and flattened Lu Si's body. This action made the already numb shoulder feel tearing again, but he didn't seem to feel it. He pulled out a smile from the corner of his mouth, and after taking a deep look at Lu Si, he walked to the side and picked up another person, slowly flattened it beside Lu Si, and said in a low voice: "In this way, you won't be alone..."

In the distance, the man in black watched the young man move tirelessly, placing everyone together. In the process, he didn't find a trace of the young man, and he couldn't help but have more doubts in his heart.

Cheng Linyuan bent down, picked up some sand on the ground with his hand, and threw it at the people who were placed side by side on the ground. It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to bury everyone, but if everyone has a spirit in the sky, it will be gratifying to see someone collecting the corpse for himself.

In the dark night, Cheng Linyuan took one last look at Lu Si and quietly clenched his fists. He stepped forward, blocking everyone behind him, staring at the man in black in front of him who was holding a white light. Although he is just an ordinary mountain boy and has not seen much, he also has some guesses about the identity of this man in black, I am afraid that this is the cultivator that the elders say.

After a while, Cheng Linyuan said fearlessly to the people in front of him: "You killed them?" The man in black looked at the young man who did not have a trace of fear or even resentment on his face and said slowly: "Today in the woods, I have already let you go, why do you want to come again?" Cheng Linyuan suddenly sneered, and said jokingly: "What I asked is, did you kill them?" The man in black was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this young man to be so bold, but he was afraid that he was already determined to die. When he just wanted to answer that the death of these people had nothing to do with him, he found that the young man was looking at him coldly, his mind turned around, and he chuckled a few times and said: "Yes, I killed them, they were very painful when they died, especially the person you just hugged, how about it?"

Cheng Linyuan's body trembled when he heard the second half of the sentence, his pupils shrank, a wave of anger appeared on his face, and a low sneer came from front of him.

The wind passed through the leaves, he raised his head to the sky, took a deep breath of slightly cool air, and grinned in front of him: "Yes? Then you remember, my name is Cheng Linyuan, if you can't kill me today, I will kill you with my own hands to avenge them in the future." ”

The mountain breeze suddenly stopped, and the air seemed to freeze. When the man in black heard this, he shook his head and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest words in his life, and then he looked up and laughed loudly. In an instant, the whole mountain forest reverberated with laughter, like a strong wind whistling by, and the grass and trees couldn't stop swaying. There was a faint roar in the darkness, as if something was stirring.

Cheng Linyuan's face turned pale, and the strong wind was blowing in his face, he knew that he had angered the man in black, but he didn't have the slightest fear, so he gritted his teeth and tried his best to stabilize his body, not being swayed by him.

The laughter gradually stopped, the whistling gradually stopped, the man in black looked at Cheng Linyuan holding his heart and gasping slightly, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Huangkou Xiaoer, you are looking for death!" Before the words fell, two points of blood appeared from behind him, and instantly changed from small to large, Cheng Linyuan also came back to his senses, his whole body was like duckweed meeting waves, and he flew backwards involuntarily, and a sharp pain began to spread throughout his body from his chest, with a few subtle "click" sounds. "Bang", he fell heavily to the ground, dusty.

"Ahem, uh, hehe" Cheng Linyuan chuckled, and slowly got up again, although he had to pay twelve points of pain for every time he stood up, he still gritted his teeth and did not give up at all. Cold sweat slid from the corners of the forehead to the jaw until it fell to the ground. He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, lifted his face distorted by pain and looked forward, a blood-red monster staring at him with its mouth open and growling.

His gaze crossed the monster, and saw that the man in black was expressionless and motionless, and suddenly roared loudly in anger: "Come on, you have the ability to kill me, what are you standing there looking at?" The blood ghost's body moved slightly, and he was just about to pounce forward, but he stopped in place and roared at a row of people on the ground, like crazy. The man in black looked at it in his eyes, frowned and said nothing, his eyes turned to Cheng Linyuan again, and when he saw that he was also stunned, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

After the blood charm roared for a while, he stopped, scratched his head with his broken claws, and lowered his head to sniff, this action looked quite funny, but Cheng Linyuan couldn't laugh in this case. He watched as the Blood Charm slowly turned his head and pounced with a scream.

If death comes, what will you do? Sit back or give it a go? The bloody aura that came to your face instantly shattered Cheng Linyuan's desire for life. In the vast night, a lonely boy closed his eyes at the rushing monster.

"Roar—", the Blood Demon roared past him, and even though his eyes were closed, he could clearly feel that death was once again far away. Cheng Linyuan hurriedly opened his eyes, and his eyes reflected a piece of splendor, and two stone beads galloped in blue light. He watched the stone bead that he had just thrown aside floating in front of him, enveloping himself in blue light, and there was an indescribable feeling of comfort all over his body. There was a warm sensation in his arm, and he lifted it, only to find that the blood stains attached to his clothes slowly turned into flowing red light sticking to his skin, and soon disappeared along with the scars. He looked at this scene in amazement, and a feeling of being absent suddenly welled up in his heart. He reached out to grab them, but before he could touch them, two stone beads passed through his fingers together, intertwining with each other and flying towards the Blood Demon.

Seeing the stone beads rushing towards her, the blood charm was shocked and rose into the air, and the roar was no longer arrogant before, but turned into hatred and fear.

The moon broke free from the clouds at some point, and under the illumination of the moonlight, Cheng Linyuan clearly saw the blood charm's body shake in mid-air, and the stone beads passed through the blood charm's body lightly. A heart, an eyebrow. There was no deafening sound, no shocking vision, and the seemingly easy contact made the blood charm stop in the air, and it looked at the hole in its chest, its face pained, and it opened its mouth but could not shout anything. A muffled sound came from its body, and then spread irrepressibly until it exploded in the air and turned into a rain of blood falling from the sky.

Cheng Linyuan looked at the stone beads that flew back, his face was happy, and he stretched out his hand to grab it again. The stone bead dodged lightly again, ignoring the young man at all, just flying up and down around him.

The white light swayed in front of him, and the man in black watched the blood charm die under the stone beads, but he didn't mean to take action himself, but fell into deep thought. After a while, he turned his head to look at the mountain wall behind him, as if he had thought of something, and said with a bit of incredulity: "This, this is the Blue Stone?"