A quarter of an hour later, Cui Tianning and his party had just come to the foot of the mountain when they saw Zhao Wei standing in the middle of the road and smiling strangely at them.

Zhao Wei's voice had an eerie aura, and he stiffly moved his head to look at Tie Ying, the hatred in his eyes was undisguised.

"You hurt my sister, I will let you pay for your life. He tilted his head and fell directly to the ground.

'Hiss~' The ten catchers gasped quickly, and their legs were weak in fright.

Even Cui Tianning and Tie Ying turned pale, and a chill ran down their spines.

Such a strange thing was the first time they had seen it in their lives, thinking of what Zhao Wei said, they couldn't help but look at Rong Xian, who was breathing weakly and unconscious, could it be - there are really ghosts?

They walked all the way to the village, and as far as they could see, they were strewn with corpses and severed limbs.

Suddenly, Cui Tianning looked sharply to the left.

A boy of six or seven years old grinned, but his eyes were bloody and tearful, his face was bruised and his arms were twisted together.

He looked at Tie Ying, who was holding Rong Xian, and said stiffly: "You hurt my sister, I will let you pay for your life." ”

'Bang!' The boy fell to the ground, and his upper body separated from his lower body.

The timid catcher screamed directly, such a terrifying scene is too terrifying.

"Don't shout, you're all standing. Cui Tianning was angry and shouted with his mouth open.

Thundered!

It was still a sunny day just now, but at this time there was thunder and roaring.

In the blink of an eye, the rain poured down.

The heavy rain fell on their bodies, making them a little heavy.

The view was blocked by the rain curtain, and it was hazy and difficult to see the road ahead.

Rong Xian was carefully blocked by Tie Ying, but the rain was too great and could only be in vain.

"Tianning, we need to find a house to shelter from the rain. Iron Shadow shouted.

Thundered.

The thunder seemed to explode in the ears, and people couldn't help but feel a little scared.

They hurried to the nearest house, where several people stood on the eaves, wiping the rain from their faces and reaching out to wring the rain from their clothes.

Cui Tianning knocked on the door: "Is anyone there, can we come in and take shelter from the rain?"

No sooner had his hand touched the room than the door creaked, opening a gap.

The faint smell of blood mixed with a strange smell of burnt came over, Cui Tianning's heart tightened, and he pushed open the door with one palm and rushed in.

Tie Ying realized that something was wrong, and followed Rong Xian in his arms.

A heat wave came to his face, and Cui Tianning subconsciously stretched out his hand to block his face.

After getting used to the heat, he put his hand down.

Tie Ying and Cui Tianning looked ahead, only to see that the old woman was burning with a raging fire, her eyes were still rolling, but she didn't scream strangely, as if she couldn't notice the pain.

Sensing their gaze, the old woman stared directly at the iron shadow, and said hoarsely in an old voice: "You hurt my sister, I will let you pay for your life"

As the words fell, the old woman fell to the ground, charred by the fire.

There was a dead silence in the room, and Tie Ying said in a dry voice: "Now, I have to believe that Rong Chan does exist. ”

The corners of Cui Tianning's mouth moved and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

These extraordinary things encountered along the way, he couldn't explain them in any artificial way.

Only ghosts haunt them, and only ghosts haunt them.

At a moment's notice, the rain stopped.

The smell of earth mixed with a faint smell of blood spread, and the entire immortal village was quiet and dead, not even the sound of insects and birds.

Cui Tianning and Tie Ying were a little uneasy, they beckoned the catchers to search the village carefully, only to find that none of the villagers had missed a single one, three thousand people, and none of them survived.

Cui Tianning looked at the corpse on the ground in a daze, only to feel that his heart was empty, and a sense of powerlessness rose from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't know what to do.

Tie Ying held Rong Xian's hand slightly loose, his face was pale and he looked at this hellish scene, his body trembled a little.

I don't know if it's anger or annoyance, the regret in his eyes is too obvious.

"Are you upset?" a faint voice called back to the hearts of the two.

Rong Xian gently pushed Tie Ying and staggered to the ground.

She lowered her eyes and swept over the corpses, and sighed, "They died much easier than Chan'er." ”

Seeing that the two of them didn't speak, Rong Xian looked sideways at Rong Chan who was standing beside her, smiled slightly, and said, "Chan'er suffered a lot of pain before she died, and she didn't even leave a corpse. Under the twin senses, I also felt the pain. ”

Her face was pale, her eyes were still gentle, and no one could see through the coldness under the mirror: "I still have palpitations when I think about it." ”

She pointed to the corpse on the ground, and said in a tone that seemed to be an aria with an expressionless face: "They dug up Chan'er's heart, ground her bones, and roasted her head on the fire, saying that it was a sacrifice to their immortal temple, which is ridiculous." ”

She said word by word, making Cui Tianning and Tie Ying seem to be able to see the tragic and desperate picture in person.

They frowned in discomfort, but they didn't know what to say.

Rong Chan is already dead, it is impossible for all 3,000 people in the village to be guilty, why kill them all, they still have children who can't speak.

How innocent is the child, why is this!

As if guessing what they were thinking, Rong Xian tilted her head, as if she was a little puzzled: "Chan'er is dead, why are they alive? They are innocent, aren't my brothers and sisters innocent? If you want to complain, you can complain that they will not be reincarnated!"

She showed a soft smile and said mercilessly: "A group of scum, it's not a pity to die!"

After that, she didn't wait for Cui Tianning and Tie Ying's response, and turned sideways to Rong Chan and said, "I'm leaving." ”

Rong Chan immediately cried bitterly, and she couldn't say a word intermittently.

Rong Xian watched her cry quietly, and after she had cried enough, she said slowly: "I'm dead, and you don't exist anymore, what's there to cry about?"

Rong Chan's cheeks twitched, and her crying stopped abruptly.

"Isn't that much better?" asked Rong Xian.

Rong Chan: "...... It's feeling much better. ”

But I always felt that something was wrong.

Seeing her stupid appearance, Rong Xian sighed, fortunately she also dissipated, if she still stayed in this world, how could she be so stupid as she could be reassured.

Rong Xian's body did not bear the load, and her consciousness gradually withdrew.

As her breath gradually weakened, Rong Chan was stunned, still wanting to cry.

But when Rong Chan looked down and saw her increasingly faint figure, she was suddenly not calm.

She hasn't avenged her sister yet.

Rong Chan slammed into Tie Ying with all her might.

Cui Tianning watched Rong Xian gradually move towards death, and was about to rush forward to save people, but he was caught off guard by a flash of light in front of him.

He hurriedly looked back, and his soul was about to fly away.

But Iron Shadow pulled out the sword at his waist with a sluggish expression, and wiped it towards his neck without mercy.

"Iron Shadow!" Cui Tianning hurriedly called.

He quickly took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and slammed it on the sword, knocking it crooked.

The sword didn't cut Iron Shadow's neck, but it did cut a deep cut in his shoulder.

Rong Chan's figure was already as faint as green smoke, she looked at the iron shadow who was not dead, and there was a faint regret in her eyes.

She came to Rong Xian lightly and called in a low voice: "Sister......"

The sound as light as a mosquito dissipated in the wind, and Rong Xian's figure fell.

Rong Chan's figure fluttered, she looked up at the clear sky after the rain, and her expression full of anger and resentment suddenly calmed down.

My brother died, my mother died, my sister died, and she died.

Daddy, you are suffering in this world alone, cherish.

She folded her hands in front of her chest, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned with hope: "Wish, there is no afterlife." ”

The figure as thin as green smoke dissipated with a bang.

I was never afraid of death, and I looked forward to a new life.

If the world is sinister and dark, I wish there would be no afterlife.