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Chang Su'e felt that Xiao Mo was going to be more auspicious, and she didn't feel that her heart was slight, and her beautiful eyes were full of concern, which made her already pale face a little sad, and she was puzzled: "There is no such medicine......?" Is He Chuntang's secret words also a joke?"

The hair was fluffy and fluffy, unable to hide the hidden violence, the crazy blind man laughed unfathomably, and he couldn't penetrate his heart by speculation alone, he lowered his head and smiled: "The secret words are true, the medicinal materials are false, if the Phantom Forest can be easily broken, since the Yellow Nest, the Salt Gang has been repeatedly hit, but how can it survive so far? ”

Chang Su'e felt the chill from hell, but she couldn't guess the intention of the crazy blind man, and asked, "What is your purpose, who are you?"

"What kind of person?" the crazy blind man smiled bitterly and said, "The old man is also a human and a ghost!" You say that I am a human being, I am a human being, you say that I am a ghost, I am a ghost, whatever the fairy calls me, I am a pickled skin after all. ”

"Xiao Mo trusts you so much, why do you deceive him like this?" Proud eyebrows frowned, Qiong's forehead was already full of sweat, and asked when the fairy of the Moon Palace would be so worried about a man except for the jade-faced Rakshasa in the world, she tried hard to get up, but she still couldn't move, and her eyebrows were very helpless.

"The fine man was born in troubled times, and he just wanted to be among the rivers and lakes, but he was born good, even if he was born to evil, he was destined to live a long time. If he didn't go through the experience of life and death, how could he settle down and make his life? When the little man entered He Chuntang, all the fog cleared, and he would know what was waiting for him. If he can escape this catastrophe, the little man will grow a little, and if he is buried here, he can only be blamed for his difficulty in achieving great things! The old man is going to use the fact of blood to warn him, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and the people's hearts are even more unpredictable!

The mad blind man waded through the stagnant water and staggered towards the outside of the hospital, saying to himself, "How can you be reborn without dying?"

"The senior's behavior is extreme, it's just crazy! How did you decide Xiao Mo's life and death? Could it be that you are a thief of the Salt Gang, and you are bent on pulling him into the gang, what is the purpose?" Chang Su'e was furious, and her voice was much louder than Fang Cai.

"No, no, the salt gang is the place where the little man wants, what does it have to do with my old blind man? The old man has no door and no faction, there is no me in the world, and I am not me, you ask who the old man is, but you can really ask me to stop the test!" He smiled and walked towards the courtyard gate, and disappeared into the invisible in an instant, leaving the fairy alone and sad.

The crazy blind man is like this, people can't see through it, and they can't guess it. He's mysterious, weird, human, ghost, and God knows what's going on in his mind.

Xiao Mo walked heartlessly, walked through the hills and forests, and stepped into this barren alley, the silence around him was so quiet that the wind could also be heard, and the smell of death was everywhere. The houses on both sides of the long street are lined up, and there is no cooking smoke, and the huge Yunzhou has really become a dead city.

It was noon, the sun was surprisingly bright, and a scorching halo shrouded the stiff lintel. Some of the doors were closed, some of the doors were open, the house was empty, and the family sat on the couch relatively silently, as if they were making some kind of difficult choice.

There was no one on the street, the headless corpses were chopped to the ground, one in the east and one in the west, blurred flesh and blood stuck to the wall, faintly smelling bloody, and the blood with body temperature smeared along the cracks in the stone, outlining the totem of death everywhere.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but secretly said: "It's understandable to hide in the house and steal the living, what kind of mentality is this opening door, is it difficult to sing the empty city plan?" He shook his head again and again, not paying attention to the corpses everywhere, as long as he thought of being able to go up the mountain and join the gang, he seemed to have inexhaustible strength, where could he manage these terrible trivial things.

The so-called eggs under the nest are not finished, even if everyone in the world dies cleanly, it has nothing to do with themselves. Because he knew that in this famine year when people were not like people and their lives were as cheap as grass, death might be the best relief. However, he would rather endure the horror brought by the living than enjoy the relief brought by death, which is the inherent desire of human beings to survive, and the contradictory nature of human nature that cannot be whitewashed.

He strode with a heavy sword slung over his shoulder, his thin and elongated body contrasting with the large, dull blade of the sword, which at first glance looked rather comical. He hummed a little song, the rhythm seemed chaotic with the ups and downs of the pace, and he couldn't hear the source, since it was the joy of relieving fatigue born from the heart, and the mind was full of tunes.

Suddenly, there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, as if premeditated to break the eternal silence. Xiao Mo looked back, and saw a girl with tears on her face running towards her with blood on her face, her face was engraved with fear and panic, and she cried: "Save me, save ...... Help me......"

The heavy sword was horizontal, wanting to stop it, Xiao Mojuan stroked her bangs, squinting and seeing her crying pitifully, her snot and tears were mixed together, looking filthy. The little pink face was stained with red blood, and his shirt had been torn to tatters, but there were no scars in sight. Xiao Mo couldn't help but feel unbearable, and said angrily: "What are you running, which crazy person doesn't even let go of a child?"

The girl saw that it was a blood-stained strange man blocking the way with a heavy sword, but she did not stop, she lowered her head and bypassed the heavy sword, and ran wildly into the distance, and before she could run a few steps, she tripped over the corpse, and her petite body lay in a pool of blood, crying in the dark.

Xiao Mo was stunned on the spot, and before he could come back to his senses, he saw two people running at the end of the alley, the woman in front of him was extremely eye-catching, her fat body blocked most of her vision, and she roared like killing a pig, which was a little similar to the bustard's mother in Lan Kwai Fong.

Behind was a sturdy man, wielding a kitchen knife, chasing the frightened woman in front of him. There was blood hanging on the knife, shining with a cold and cold light, and I don't know how many lives had been injured. As expected, the man scurried over and pressed the woman under him. He was shirtless, his dark skin was covered with blood and sweat, he smiled hideously, and said: "Running is also running in vain, it is better to die a hundred earlier!"

He began to chop, and although the woman looked fat, she tore the strong man somewhere, and after a few struggles, she was already cut into a human shape.

The girl cried and got up, and out of nowhere, the courage and strength came from under the heavy sword again, and ran towards the butcher-like man, crying: "Daddy, kill Bi'er, don't kill your mother, don't ...... Don't kill your mother!"