no trouble

Hearing Fan Wujiu's words, the two little devils each trembled, and couldn't help but feel withdrawn, but the warning sound in their minds became clearer and clearer. The little devils understood that if they couldn't hold on to the impermanence of black and white, then they would He died on the spot and became one of the piles of black mud.

At that time, they will lose even the last bit of consciousness and turn into a bunch of walking dead.

Thinking of this, the two little ghosts didn't hesitate anymore, they both got out of the jar and started wrestling with the black and white duo.

Fan Wu was happy.

He was originally fond of martial arts competitions, and he felt uncomfortable all day long if he was not active and active. It was rare to meet such a good opponent during the public break today, and it was really satisfactory.As for Xie Bi'an...Since Fan Wujiu likes to play, he can only play with him. Who made Fan Wujiu pester him to compete with him all day long?

It would be boring for a god to fight like this for hundreds of years, not to mention that he is just a ghost.

As soon as the four of them fought, a black mud ball wrapped around Qianluo also flew over not far away. When the clay people on the ground saw the mud ball, they boiled as if they had seen the backbone.

That's right, it's boiling, obviously they can't hear any cheers and applause, but they all looked up at the mud ball as if they were looking at something important.

Yin Wuhuo followed him all the way on his bicycle, no matter how fast he rode, he still couldn't keep up with the speed of the mud ball. When he felt the scene, he could only watch the mud ball wrapped around Qianluo fall apart. Open, the black mud slowly melted into one of the clay figurines, and the little girl was also drawn there.

This clay figurine is the only clay figurine with independent consciousness among all the clay figurines present. He is called resentment.

After taking in more black mud and Qianluo, Yuan's figure doubled in an instant, and the little girl was carefully protected by him on the chest, and it only took a moment to completely sink into Yuan's chest.

"Woo!" Yuan stood up slowly, and let out a wailing cry. Although his face was blurred by the mud, Yin Wuhuo still clearly saw a smile on Yuan's face!

The situation of the whole scene changed suddenly.

The mud figurines that were still wriggling and wanting to devour others struggled towards the big clay figurine, as if they were attracted, all the black mud went towards the big clay figurine. The mud creatures were all led together towards the giant clay figurine.

Even Yin Wuhuo was brought over together.

The boy began to struggle instinctively, wanting to pull out his feet that had been stained with black mud.

But he couldn't do it, these damned black mud had too strong adsorption force, Ren Yin Wuhuo couldn't get rid of it with all his struggles, Yin Wuhuo could only watch helplessly as he was swallowed by resentment.

A sticky and disgusting feeling swept over his whole body. When the young man opened his eyes, he saw a grayness. There were many people in the darkness. They were all surrounded by a gray soft membrane. All of them had painful expressions, some were angry, some were crying. Their faces were covered with tears, while others fell into deep remorse. Yin Wuhuo searched around, and found Uncle Jiu there.

The usually mean-spirited and slippery middle-aged man frowned at this moment, his face was full of worry, a line of tears wet the clothes on his chest from under the corner of his eyes.

Yin Wuhuo was stunned, thinking of the incident that Uncle Jiu had come to ask him for blood a few years ago, he guessed that Uncle Jiu must have thought of Huai Tian again, and then combined with the expressions on other people's faces, he probably had a bottom line in his mind.

It seems that this resentment will arouse the dark side in people's hearts that they least want to recall.

The boy was a little startled.

His own fate is messed up, and the negative emotions he has experienced so far are greater than the positive energy, so he is very clear about the deep influence of negative emotions on people.

Moreover, this resentment itself is the carrier of various negative emotions and resentments. If these people are allowed to continue like this, the resentment will only become stronger and stronger under the nourishment of these negative emotions, and these people will slowly exhaust themselves. The vitality, and then died, completely turned into a part of Yuan's body.

Yin Wuhuo gritted his teeth.

He can ignore other people, but it is absolutely impossible for him to ignore Huai Jiu who has raised him for ten years and has the grace of regeneration.

Pursing his lips, the young man looked around at the surrounding scene, and swam up with his hands and feet in an extremely ugly posture. After dragging for a long time, he couldn't get far.

No way, he doesn't know how to water, complaining that the inside of his body is very sticky, as if soaked in a vat of mucus, soft and rotten, and there is no real foothold, the only way to move is to swim .

Fortunately, he would not choke on water in his body, otherwise he would really be buried here with this group of people today.

The young man worked hard for a long time, and finally saw a flashing purple light not far away.

This wiping light was too familiar, he was sure almost immediately that the little girl was definitely in front.

With this reminder, Yin Wuhuo became more strenuous and jumped several times. The figure of the little girl appeared more and more clearly in front of her eyes. She curled up, the small horns on her head disappeared, and even her sharp claws could not be seen. It has changed back to its original round appearance, and the whole person looks like a cute little girl.

However, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyebrows were twisted into a knot between her brows, her face was wet, and even the purple light emanating from her body was flickering.

Yin Wuhuo has seen such expressions many times along the way, and now looking at the little girl, she has no feeling in her heart, and she stretched out her hand to pull her, but the moment her fingertips just touched the little girl, she stopped. .

The feeling of being compulsively pulled by consciousness is only for a moment, and what is presented in front of him is another scene.

In an antique small courtyard, a group of servants, and beautiful flowers and plants, a few girls and boys are happily playing hide-and-seek in the courtyard. In a hidden corner where no one can see, a girl with a double ring hair The little girl was suddenly taken away, and the children present didn't think there was anything wrong with the little girl's departure, they all thought that she had gone home.

The game continued quickly, and at the end all the children disappeared, leaving only Qianluo in the small courtyard. At this time, the little girl still didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, she just instinctively felt a little weird , but he didn't take it to heart. With a step of his calf, he ran in one direction.

What Qianluo didn't know, Yin Wuhuo could see clearly from the side. Those children were obviously taken away one by one. Looking at the defenseless little girl, he suddenly felt a little worried.

I'm afraid, what awaits this girl ahead will be a scene more terrifying than hell.

The boy quickly followed the little girl's pace and wanted to continue watching the subsequent development of the matter, but his feet were caught off guard, and his whole body was suspended in the air and kept falling. The little girl who had run away just now was standing above him and looked at him coldly. It is clearly visible, and there is no trace of innocence and cuteness.

Before Yin Wuhuo had time to react, the next moment, the scorching tongues of flames rushed towards his face, so frightened that he wanted to back away, but found that he couldn't move at all, and wanted to speak, but what came to his ears were bursts of crying babies.

isn't it?

At this moment, Yin Wuhuo finally realized that he was directly attached to a certain carrier in Qianluo's memory.

"Child..." A woman's call suddenly came from beside my ear, "My child!"

Yin Wuhuo wanted to turn his head to see who was calling him, but his current body was just a baby, and no matter what he wanted to do, he had more than enough energy, so no matter how hard he tried, at most he could only A bloody hand could be seen, a very rough woman's hand.

This should be the child's mother.

My heart softened suddenly.

Since he could remember, his parents were not around, so at this time, he felt particularly deep for his mother. His little hand wanted to touch the bloody hand, but the hand suddenly fell down, accompanied by the woman. The screams and the hysterical roar of the man, he was hugged by another pair of big hands.

The target was a fair-looking man's face. He didn't have a beard, but he had some blue-black stubble. He looked a little mature, but his face was too fair and weird.

"From now on, you will be my baby girl."

Pooh!

shameless!

Yin Wuhuo can almost imagine what happened next. The enemy who killed the little girl's biological parents treated her like a jewel in the palm of her hand for several years, and then suddenly showed her true colors one day and killed the little girl. The closest group of people let the little girl know her true life experience, just to make the girl feel resentful, and then seal the girl into a jar to make a fierce Rakshasa.

The series of things that Yin Wuhuo wanted to understand, the follow-up of his memory was indeed like this, exactly as he inferred.

The moment the sharp dagger sank into his chest, two streams of tears fell down the little girl's cheeks. When the truth came out, he was almost overwhelmed by a huge sense of despair, followed by deep powerlessness.

Among all these complex emotions, there is no hatred.

Until the end, the little girl didn't have the slightest hatred for her adoptive father. The hatred in her heart came entirely from herself.

She doesn't hate others, nor does she hate the world.

She only hates herself.

Because her birthday horoscope is the best birthday horoscope that can make the strongest Rakshasa, for this, her biological parents died unexpectedly, and she herself was sealed in a jar alone, and a test lasted for hundreds of years. In order to protect the body of the adoptive father from being destroyed by tomb robbers.

Loneliness is the scariest thing.

It can drive a person crazy.

After staying in the jars for so long, Qianluo had never seen any living things other than those four jars. The only tomb robber who managed to break in was killed by two of the jars.

Slowly, she began to change.

With resentment in her heart, she also learned to hate.

Why did she have to bear this fate?

why! ?

——!

Yin Wuhuo suddenly opened his eyes.

The author has something to say: I feel sorry for my little loli.