blood contract

This war lasted for hundreds of years. During this war, Ge Danmei experienced what it means to have a country destroyed and a family destroyed, to leave home, to be displaced, and to live under the shelter of others...

Jian Le becomes haggard and older day by day, and his eyes are no longer clear and bright. He lowered his proud head for the sake of his tribe, just to seek protection for the people of his tribe.

But everything he did for his people ended up being betrayed by his relatives...

Gedan Mei was pulled by her hair and forced to watch her lover's head being chopped off. Several of her children were also pierced through her body like skewers, and were skewered one by one on the spear. At the top of the spear were The head of Mu Qihua Le was inserted with angry eyes wide open and a dead look on his face.

"Mom, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

"Brother, if you don't cry, the pain will stop after a while..."

"Don't cry, mother. My son also killed dozens of them. No, it's a loss..."

"You bastard, our family will be waiting for you in hell..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah... no, no, no, son, mother is here to save you now..."

"You damn woman, please be quiet..."

clap clap clap!

……

The child who was strung on a spear did not die immediately. Instead, he used his last remaining strength to look at his mother and tried to comfort her with clumsy words.

Blood continued to flow out of their young bodies, forming a scarlet stream on the ground. And their fire of life gradually extinguished with the loss of blood, and eventually their mouths opened and closed feebly, and they could no longer make any sound.

Their originally bright and clear eyes became dull. Only the big, gray eyes were left open and empty, staring into death.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

Gedan Mei screamed like crazy, trying to break away from the person who had been imprisoning her, and ran to save her children.

Even if countless slaps fell on her face, she felt nothing. Her only thought was to save her child.

Snapped!

A stronger force knocked her to the ground, making her head buzz.

Then, she felt a chill on her body, and her clothes were quickly torn to pieces by countless hands that stretched out... and wandered around her body.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Despite this, she still struggled desperately to move towards the spear.

That's all she has, all she has!

"Be honest with me..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this woman's skin is so greasy!"

"...hehehehehehe...hahahahaha..."

Her ears were filled with the evil laughter that she hated and couldn't get rid of.

"Kill you, I will kill you. Even if I turn into a ghost, I will not let any of you go..."

She was covered in blood, her clothes were uncovered, her hands were pressed and she couldn't move, but her fingers left horrific blood marks on the ground...

Even though she was tortured to a state of disgrace in the end, she could still understand her silent words of "kill you" when she opened and closed her mouth.

Under the blood moon, above the spear, those ferocious and unwilling eyes were shedding blood and tears, silently watching her finally suffer the humiliation and die.

Extreme anger and unwillingness surged into his heart like a surging tide. Gedan Mei's body seemed to be held up by an invisible force, and it suddenly bounced up like a corpse.

"Kill you..."

Her eyes widened with anger and she kept waving her hands in the air.

The eyes that were originally as clear as water became extremely scarlet, revealing endless anger, unwillingness and despair.

When she looked around, she saw a mess everywhere she looked, and she was in a simple boudoir filled with dust.

The furnishings in the room were old and dilapidated, with only a bed, two tables, a chair and a futon.

There is a pen, ink and inkstone on the table; there is a bronze mirror on the dressing table, and you can see yourself sitting on the ground in the bronze mirror; there is only an old and yellowed portrait hanging on the wall covered with mottled marks.

Seeing herself intact in the bronze mirror, her originally tense and stiff body instantly went limp, and then she let out a wry smile.

Dream? Is this all a dream?

She hugged her knees and curled up, burying her face deeply in her knees, gasping for breath, and her tears kept falling.

Fortunately this is just a dream! It's just that it hurts too much!

In fact, she knew deep down in her heart that it was all just a dream. It was just the previous happiness that made her not want to wake up from the dream even if she stayed for one more breath.

Now when she wakes up from the dream, she is still very sad. Her heart aches like something is blocked, and she can't get up or get down. Although she knows this is a dream, she still can't get rid of the sadness.

……

After an unknown amount of time, the feeling gradually subsided, and she raised her head again and looked at the room seriously.

After looking around, Jijue used a cleaning technique to clean the room spotlessly.

Then the portraits on the wall caught her attention.

He stood up and took a closer look. The painting was of a woman with a voluptuous figure and beautiful appearance. Her eyes were smiling, her lips were curved, she had an indescribable aloofness, and there was a special mark on her forehead. Tattoo, what else is behind you?

Due to the passage of time, the picture has faded and cannot be seen clearly, but Gedan Mei always feels that she has seen it somewhere...

After careful identification, I guessed that the thing drawn behind the woman should be nine white fluffy tails.

"Nine-tailed phantom white fox!!! This portrait actually depicts a woman with nine-tailed phantom white fox!"

Ge Danmei was shocked and couldn't believe it.

The nine-tailed white fox is a clan that was very good at illusions in ancient times. The more numbers in the digit, the more real the illusion they create. It is so real that the enemy will often be trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and eventually trapped in it to death.

According to ancient records, this clan died after a great war.

Could this Baixia Cave be the cave of this nine-tailed white fox?

After carefully identifying the mark on the forehead of the woman in the painting, Gedan Mei became even more convinced of the power of the nine-tailed white fox in the painting.

"That's it. No wonder the fantasy array dream created can be so real!"

Ge Danmei's expression was gloomy. When she thought of everything she had experienced in her dream, her heart still felt painful, and her tears couldn't help but flow out.

If she hadn't practiced some illusions herself, knew the horror of it, and broke out of the dream at the moment of death, it is very likely that she would continue to repeat those years without knowing it until she was trapped in it. Among them is real death.

"This is the room of this senior white fox, but how did I get here?"

She clearly remembered that she crossed the intersection and entered a certain castle?

As he was thinking about it, a chill spread from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai. Could it be that she entered the phantom formation the moment she entered the intersection? The more she thought about it, the more scared she became.

Then she respectfully performed an orc ritual towards the portrait.

"The younger generations don't know that this is the residence of our ancestors. If there is any trouble, please forgive me!"

This was her respect for the caster, and she was also grateful for allowing her to have a happy dream with Le. Although the aftermath of the dream made her heartbroken, it still gave her some comfort.

Just when I was thinking this, something happened suddenly.