Jia Mo

With the support of Bailu, the reform was finally carried out smoothly.Wu Yuli pays attention to step-by-step, not rash and radical.He still adopted the old government decree to open up fields, slightly modified and added, and strictly prohibited tribes from ordering slaves to bury their heads in public land all day long.In addition, he ordered the establishment of Xiangxu Public School, and recruited slave children to enter the temple as candidates for witches and witches.Although this decree caused dissatisfaction among the shamans, but the white deer walked twice on the Shinto in a big way, frightened by its despotic power, the shamans had no choice but to do things obediently.

Bailu had completely meddled in the affairs of the mortal world. Only then did Qi Yin understand what Bailu meant by "intervening in the mess of the mortal world" in the tomb of the gods, and finally understood what Wu Yuli's reform was.

"The Great Sorcerer of Slaves", Wu Yuli has become a legend in southern Xinjiang.He still sleeps late at night, wears clothes and eats food, and the amber lights of the palace reflect his quiet and thinking face.Now that he has blatantly violated Fuxi's prohibition, Bailu simply does not return to the moon sky, and stays in the White Deer Temple every day.But he was even more bored than before, and he ran to Wu Yuli's palace when he was full and had nothing to do.

"Great witch, play with me!" Bai Lu said.

Wu Yuli frowned quietly, the upper reaches of the Jialing River were flooded, flooding several tribes, he had been worrying about this for the past few days.

"Great witch, play with me!" Bai Lu raised his voice.

The slaves of the Xuanniao clan rioted and killed the clan leader.Wu Yuli had a headache. Although he had always been considerate of the slaves, he had to hang these slaves because of the laws of the state.

"Stinky boy, did you listen to the young master!" Bai Lu was angry.

"God," Wu Yuli put down the bamboo slips in his hand, and said with a smile, "Then let's play a game."

Bai Lu's eyes lit up, and he got excited, "Okay, okay, what game?"

"It's very simple," Wu Yuli put his index finger between his lips, "'One, two, three wooden people, whoever speaks first will lose'."

Bai Lu was so angry that he vomited blood, "If it weren't for your beauty, I would have beaten you into a pig's head!" After saying that, he walked away in a huff.

Wu Yuli was finally able to do things quietly, and Qi Yin seemed relieved to see him.However, not long after, another little witch, Zhu Dengdeng, ran in and shouted in panic: "Master Ah Li, it's bad! God fought with two wolf demons in the market!"

God fights with his people, this kind of stupid thing can only be done by a white deer.Wu Yuli brought him back in person, the blood on the guy's face was still red, and he said angrily: "Why are you stopping me, if I don't beat them out, I will write their names upside down!"

"God, they are your people." Wu Yuli said with a wry smile.

"My son can still chase them with straw sandals, why can't I beat them?" Bai Lu was furious.

Wu Yuli persuaded him earnestly, but Bai Lu got annoyed first, and after a few words, he turned around and disappeared.Seeing that he was still angry, Wu Yuli didn't say anything anymore, and turned his head to ask the little Wu Zhu, "Why do gods fight?"

"Because..." Xiao Wuzhu stammered, unable to speak clearly.

Wu Yuli said softly: "Don't be afraid, tell the truth."

Little Wu Zhu snorted for a moment, and said, "It's because they made up rumors about you, saying that you serve the gods with color, and that's why you have your current status."

Wu Yuli was stunned for a while, then turned his eyes sideways, and saw his own face reflected in the brass mirror.He remembered that Bai Lu said that he was beautiful before he left the house. He used to be a slave, and he was imprisoned every day without embellishing his face.He didn't understand, so this is considered "beautiful"?Wu Yuli was a little surprised, and asked, "Am I pretty?"

The little witch Zhu's face was flushed with red, and he took a peek at the great witch in front of him, bent down deeply, and said loudly: "Master Ah Li is the most beautiful great witch I have ever seen!" After speaking, her face flushed , regardless of Wu Yuli's reaction, covered his face and ran out.

That night, Wu Yuli put down the mountain of bamboo slips and slips for the first time, went to look for Bailu, and invited him to go out to play.

"Tomorrow's Wax Festival, Ah Li and God go to watch the exorcism dance?"

"Tch," Bai Lu dismissively said, "I've watched it for thousands of years, it's boring."

"Hmm..." Wu Yuli lowered his head and thought, "Then go to Jiugai Yongyetian to see Shen Xingluoyue?"

Bailu squinted at him, "Why are you free tomorrow and don't need approval?"

Wu Yuli smiled lightly and sat down beside him, "There are endless papers to approve, Ah Li wants to go out with God for a walk."

But Bai Lu still wanted to take Joe, "Actually, I've been very busy recently, as you know, we are gods, and we have a lot of things to do." He put his hands behind his back, looking like an old man, "However, this The second young master will take time to accompany you."

This guy is idle all day long, either fighting in the street or sleeping with his head covered, what can he do?Wu Yuli did not expose it, and bowed his head very politely, "Thank you for the grace of the Great God."

Bailu swaggered across the threshold, walked a few steps, then backed up, pointed at Wu Yuli and said, "Don't miss the appointment!"

"How dare you go against the promise you made to the gods?" Wu Yuli smiled happily.

The white deer left satisfied.

From then on, every night, when the White Deer came back from playing, Wu Yuli would play the flute and sit in front of the temple gate quietly waiting.The sound of the flute is like flying flowers, one after another scattered into the night.The sound of hoofbeats sounded, and the white deer stepped over the moss and bluestone, and returned to the temple covered in moonlight.Holding the bone flute, the young great witch went home with his god.

The good times didn't last long, and Fuxi learned that the white deer was coming.The golden eyes were opened several times in the White Deer Temple, and Fuxi's reprimands became more severe each time.The gods whispered in the clouds and among the mountains, and the white deer shocked the heavens by acting perversely.Bailu didn't want Wu Yuli's hard work to go to waste, and he didn't listen to the gods' persuasion.Finally, the decree of Fuxi on Jiuyi Mountain came down to heaven and earth, and announced to the gods to crusade against southern Xinjiang.

But Qi Yin knows that cause and effect are like a chariot that has lost its rein and gallops forward, and Fuxi wants to find a glimmer of life from the ending of the destruction of monsters, humans and gods.All this will be sacrificed in the end, he chose Bailu.The disappearance of the white deer not only conformed to the fate of Shenyin, but also preserved the heart of Shuangxue.It will spend 3000 years in the tomb of the gods, waiting for the future Qi Yin to have his chest cut open and his heart changed, so as to gain the power of the gods and kill Wu Yuli.

At that time, Wu Yuli was still a distraught great witch.The bronze drums in all directions rumbled like thunder, and he kowtowed sadly in front of the White Deer Temple, sending his god to the blood-red sky.

The sky fire burned all over the northern dome of southern Xinjiang, and the war lasted for three years. During these three years, because the light of the sky fire burned day and night, southern Xinjiang lost its night.The land was burned and parched, and the terracotta soil stretched from Tianmuye to the south until it reached the Nanhuang Great Marsh.Countless people lost their fields and became displaced.The monsters are fighting on the front line, and the mortals who are born weak become the offerings of the monsters and are constantly transported to the front line.The mortals near Tianmuye risked their lives across the battlefield and migrated to the human world.The rest of the mortals were almost exhausted. After the Battle of Heaven, there were no more mortals in Southern Border.

Southern Xinjiang was overwhelmed, and the people were full of grievances. All the spearheads were pointed at Wu Yuli, accusing him of confusing the heavens and causing war.Wu Yuli didn't make any excuses, he silently took off the golden deer mask, took off the feather robe of the witch, and asked himself to be his slave.Wu Heng sighed, sealed his pure spiritual power, and exiled him to the Zhujiu family in the Southern Desolate Marsh.

It is the most desolate place in southern Xinjiang. The mountain streams are piled up with stone-blue old pines, which are crowded together. The wind blows, tosses and stirs, and the waves are surging like waves.

No one wants to talk to him. He is a degraded great witch and the chief culprit in the Battle of Heaven. Because of him, the fathers, brothers and children of the people were sent to the front line. They need someone to bear the resentment.Wu Yuli remained silent and worked hard without complaint.He healed the sick of the slaves, and held the ropes of the carts when they were tired.He doesn't complain, nor is he sad, he just looks forward to the end of the war, whether it is victory or defeat, he holds the bleeding lotus and prays for the return of his god from afar.

But Wu Yuli was still happy, he got very close to a child of a demon slave.Wu Yuli knew him when he was helping him cure the wind and cold. He looked about five or six years old, and he was so tall that he could barely reach Wu Yuli's knees.Wu Yuli remembered that his name was Lan'er, he was a little orchid, without parents, he grew up like a wild child.Since Wu Yuli helped him cure his illness, he followed Wu Yuli in silence.Wu Yuli slept in the straw hut, and he squatted at the door to guard the door.Wu Yu left to pick herbs, and he hid far behind.

Wu Yuli finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked him what he was doing?

The little boy pursed his lips and said, "Protect you."

"Protect me?" Wu Yuli laughed.

"Yeah." The child said solemnly, "You are a mortal, very weak."

Wu Yuli was not good at dealing with children, so he had to let him follow.They climbed mountains and ridges, looking for notoginseng, calamus and other medicinal materials to stop bleeding.The rocks are steep, the child stepped on the ground, and was about to exclaim when someone grabbed him by the collar.She silently raised her head and saw Wu Yuli's crooked eyebrows.

"You were saved by a very weak mortal."

child:"……"

He still persevered in "protecting" Wu Yuli, like a quiet shadow.He earnestly repayed his kindness, and wanted to thank Wu Yuli for curing his cold.Although he was always chased by the mountain demon, his collar was caught by the protruding pine branches, his hands and feet were stuck by the big spider web, and finally he was rescued by Wu Yuli.

"I will become stronger." The child told Wu Yuli seriously.

Wu Yuli suppressed a smile, and patted the top of his head: "Okay, I see."

"It will grow taller." The child said.

"Okay, okay," Wu Yuli finally couldn't help laughing, "I'll wait for you to become stronger, and I'll also wait for you to grow taller."

Qi Yin looked at the child's appearance, the white and tender face, the black and big pupils, clean and tidy, it made people like it.He stroked his chin and said, "Old Bai, do you think this doll looks a lot like my brother?"

"Indeed, it looks like a fool." Bai Lu shrugged, "I must have created Fu Lan based on this little doll."

They gradually became acquainted, Wu Yuli taught him the golden wrong book, taught him some simple spells, and even cut a small bamboo flute, taught him the ballad sung to the white deer.They went to gather herbs together, climbed over the hills covered with old pine trees, and waded through the small stream that splashed and splashed. The child followed Wu Yuli like a clumsy duckling.This doll doesn't like to talk very much, she can't walk without making a sound, and just follows behind.After walking down the road, Wu Yuli belatedly discovered that the doll's soles had blisters.

Then one night, Wu Yuli couldn't fall asleep, and got up to play the flute, only to find the child squatting at the door of the shed, with his back arched, his hands resting on his feet, like a small shrimp, in a drowsy sleep, his head biting.I don't know how long it was blown by the cool wind, and my black hair was blown into a doghouse.

This little one always likes to watch silently.Wu Yuli wanted to laugh but felt distressed, so he carried him into the hut.He woke up and didn't sleep anymore, so Wu Yuli would tell him about Crescent Moon Valley, about the White Deer God, and about the Fulan flowers in the moon sky.

"It is a symbol of God, and it only grows in God's territory. It will neither die nor wither." Wu Yuli used a branch to trace the outline of a Fulan flower on the ground, "It is only afraid of the wind, the wind As soon as it blows, it turns into snow, splashes, and flies away."

There was a single bean lamp in the thatched shed, and the full light embraced the faces of the two people who were together.The child asked, "Can I go and see?"

Wu Yuli smiled and said, "When the Great God Bailu comes back, I will ask him to take you there."

"But I'm just a demon."

"The White Deer God likes beautiful children," Wu Yuli said, "Lan'er is so beautiful, the White Deer God must like you."

"You look good, so is that why the White Deer God likes you?" the child asked half understanding.

Wu Yuli smiled softly with his face propped up, but did not answer.

The child looked at Wu Yuli for a while, and Wu Yuli tilted his head to look at him in doubt.He leaned close to Wu Yuli's ear, as if whispering a secret as small as a star, a concern belonging to a child's family.

"I also like Master A Li," he said, "I like Master A Li the most."

The child's soft voice rang in his ears, and Wu Yuli was stunned for a moment.In the silent night, the slaves slept peacefully in their burrows and thatched huts. The distant sky was lit with bloody red light, and golden-red fireworks exploded at the end of the sky from time to time.There was still a smile on Wu Yuli's lips, as always, gentle and demure, but there were tears dripping on the back of his hand like rain.

He wept quietly.

It turned out that his heart was riddled with holes, and this child gave him his last comfort.

However, thousands of miles away, the plague revived on the body of the dead body, and the child failed to survive the second plague.The plague-stricken slaves rushed into Wu Yuli's hut with their children in their arms. When Wu Yuli hugged him, he was already unconscious.The only thing that can save him is Feilian God Gu, but God Gu is in the hands of the nobles of the tribe.That was the first time since he left Crescent Valley, he knelt down to a mortal who was not a god.

Qi Yin and Bai Lu looked at his lips that were pale and chapped by the scorching sun, and the child was dying in his arms.The slaves wailed behind him, the rabbit died and the fox mourned, and they saw their own fate.

The leader of the Zhujiu Clan finally walked out of the golden tent. Wu Yuli stretched out his fingers on the ground, and the leader's elegant leather boots were reflected in his blurred vision.

"Save him..."

"What does a useless flower demon have anything to do with you?" A familiar voice sounded above his head, "Lord Ah Li, you are such a good person."

Wu Yuli raised his eyes and saw the wolf demon who had scolded him during the great sacrifice.He opened his mouth, his hoarse voice was speechless.

"I told you a long time ago that whatever your fate is, you should be what you should be. So what if you become a great witch? In the end, you still have to nest among Laozi's slaves, kneel in front of Laozi's golden tent, and beg Laozi to reward you. You poor lives!" Langshou sneered, "If I remember correctly, you, Wu Yuli, made the Feilian Gu. It's a pity..." Langshou took out a small box, opened it, and lay in it. Many muddy and yellow meatballs, "This little thing is so precious, even I only have such a box."

Wu Yuli looked up at him, "What are the conditions, but it doesn't matter, I will definitely die."

"I don't want your life," Lang Shou narrowed his eyes, and leaned closer to his face, spraying the stench on his face, "I have lived for more than three hundred years, the South Sea Merman, the Nine Lai Witch, the Nine Tail Demon Fox, and even I have also played a few times with the prince and daughter. But..." The wolf demon pinched Wu Yuli Baijie's chin with his claws, "I have never tasted the taste of the great god and witch in our Bashan Temple. I don't know... what it is like luscious?"

Surrounded by wolves and monsters, the dense green light flickered in the blood-colored dusk.

The wolf demon licked his lips and said, "I want you to enter my golden tent and sleep overnight."

If there is a thunder rushing all over, Qi Yin and Bai Lu will be stunned on the spot.

"Qi Yin..." Bai Lu asked with a pale face, "What does he mean?"

"I..." Qi Yin didn't know what to say, "Old Bai, calm down, calm down."

The slaves were silent, and no one knew who said in a low voice, "It's just one night, it's like being bitten by a mad dog."

"Yes, Master Ah Li, we are all living beings!"

"Lan'er is only five years old, why don't you save him?"

More slaves did not say a word, watching Wu Yuli's prostrate back with sad eyes.

Qi Yin and Bai Lu watched Wu Yuli stand up slowly, and said to the wolf demon, "You swear."

"I swear to the Great God Bailu, if I violate it, I will strip my demon bones and burn my flesh and blood, and I will die a terrible death!"

Wu Yuli put the children by the fence, under a loquat tree. They used to rest under the loquat tree when they were tired of picking herbs.Sometimes a loquat was hit on the top of the head, and they ate it separately, grinning with sourness together.A long time ago, when he was little Yueya, he remembered that Bailu liked to eat sour fruit the most. Under a loquat tree in Shiwanda Mountain, there was an inscription "The Great God Jiang Yang and the witch Little Yueya visited here", probably up to now. Still there.

He stood up, step by step, without looking back, and walked into the golden tent.

"Little Crescent!" White Deer hissed and burst into tears.

Qi Yin hugged him tightly, covered his eyes, and covered his ears, "Old Bai, don't look at it, don't listen to it! Don't look at it anymore!" He looked around for the shadow of the man with the head of a snake, " Fuxi, come out, we won’t watch it! We won’t watch it!”

"Is that so?" Fuxi's golden figure appeared beside him.

"No," Bailu trembled, trying his best to calm himself down, "I want to continue."

"White Deer!" Qi Yin frowned, "Things that have already happened are meaningless, forget it.

"I said," Bailu said word by word, gnashing his teeth, "I want to continue!"

The golden eyes are opened again, and the light and shadow are like a rushing tide, quickly retraced.At the end of the sky, charcoal is burning like fire, and the spreading red flame is more magnificent than before.The earth was hotter than ever, and there was no vegetation. The barefoot slaves sighed, and the soles of their feet were scorched until blisters formed.All the monsters are haunted by anxiety, always feeling that something is about to happen.Qi Yin looked at the distant sky, the bright red like blood seemed to burn his eyes.Bailu murmured in a low voice: "This is that day..."

"Which day?" Qi Yin narrowed his eyes, "Isn't it the day you sacrificed your flesh and blood?"

Bai Lu turned around and went to look for Wu Yuli.The dirt road in the mountain depression turned around, and the thatched sheds made of straw and tree sticks were crooked and crowded together.They saw Wu Yuli standing in front of a thatched shed, asking about Lan'er's condition.The slaves faltered, their eyes averted.Wu Yuli frowned, and asked, "But what's wrong with the symptoms? Let me see." As soon as he was short, he was about to pick up the curtain and go in.

A few slaves stopped him, and Ai Ai said: "Master Ah Li...you should go back..."

"What's wrong?" Wu Yuli was puzzled.

"Alas..." The slaves gritted their teeth and said ruthlessly, "You are an unclean great witch, you will be cursed. We have a strong body, so that's all, you don't... contact Lan'er..."

Wu Yuli was stunned for a long time, then said, "Sorry, I forgot."

The slaves rubbed their hands, smiled awkwardly, and watched him turn around and wander back to his hut like a ghost.

"Why do you talk like that, Master Ah Li will be sad."

"What can I do?" the slave murmured roughly, "What can I do?"

The thatched shed suddenly shook, everyone was startled, a banshee ran out screaming, shouting: "Help! Lord A Li, help!"

Wu Yuli turned her head, and saw Lan'er's thatched shed was torn apart, and a gorgeous moth flew out of it.This is the Feilian God Gu that has not been domesticated. They hatched in Lan'er's body and finally broke out of the cocoon.The slaves ran away screaming, moths killed several slaves, and bit Wu Yuli with their shiny wings.Wu Yuli stood in place like a puppet, a blade of light crossed the mountain depression, and the monster moth was chopped into pieces.

The wolf head came over, stretched out his hand to catch the knife that flew back, and laughed loudly, "I'm sorry, Mr. A Li. I accidentally mixed an untamed gadget in the magic gu. Why, your cheap son seems to be gone. .”

Wu Yuli shuffled over to the broken child in the ruins.The child moved his lips as if trying to say something.Wu Yuli bent her ears in a daze, and heard his angry voice.

"Master Ah Li... don't be sad... I don't hurt, not at all." Lan'er said softly, "I will become the Fulan flower of the White Deer God, and you will miss me in the future, look up at the moon... you can see me..."

He burst into tears, endless mourning wrapped his heart.He has excellent medical skills, but after all he doesn't know how to save a child whose heart has been emptied by demon moths.Wait, he remembered the blood-drop lotus given to him by the white deer, and he went to take it in panic. At this moment, he suddenly heard a cry from far away.

All the monsters saw a bright moon rising from the end of the sky where the red clouds were surging.Immediately afterwards, the crimson dome dimmed inch by inch, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of black veil. The torrential rain suddenly came, and the whole world was dripping everywhere.The icy rain soaked the hot terracotta, and the drought in southern Xinjiang.At the end of the sky, a bronze drum sounded like heavy thunder, mourning the passing of the great god.The wolf head and the slaves didn't know what happened, they stood there in a daze.

Wu Yuli picked up the child, and staggered, step by step, towards the north.

The nine-headed bird flew over the sky, hissing and shouting: "The White Deer God has collapsed!" It cried and announced the demise of the god to all the living people in southern Xinjiang.On the battlefield of Tianmuye, black-armored monsters hit copper and iron shields with their swords. The heavy rain pattered and splashed black light on their armors.

Wu Yuli knelt down on the ground, stretched out her hand, and the cold raindrops fell into her palm.It was the flesh and blood of the white deer, which turned into rain, and returned to the Shiwan Dashan, to the Jialing River, and to his hometown of Southern Border.The child's body was drenched by the rain, every inch in his arms became hopelessly cold, and finally turned into a lonely little orchid.He was drenched in cold rain, cold into a sculpture.

His god died, his child died, and even he himself became an unclean and unclean witch.

The wolf head and the slaves looked at his back kneeling in the rain, and no one dared to disturb him. There seemed to be a kind of sadness and tyranny around him, spreading silently in the rain.

In the pouring rain, a man's hoarse voice sounded silently.

"Do you know? When I was young, the White Deer God took me to the moon sky. There is a kind of flower on it, called Fulan, which grows from the same root and never dies or withers."

He turned his face back slowly, all the monsters were taken aback, two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, looking coquettish and ferocious on his pale face.

It turned out that his blindness was not due to the curse of the witch, but because he forcibly broke through the spiritual seal.

"However, when the wind blows, they will turn into ashes and disappear without a trace. However, after all, they are divine flowers. They pass away and come back to life, and life and death go back and forth without end. It is a pity that you, mortal body, cannot Like this." Wu Yuli said, as if telling an old story.

"Wu Yuli, are you crazy?" Langshou yelled harshly.

"Crazy? No..." Wu Yuli smiled softly, "I just want you to listen to the sound of the wind."

The wind blade whizzed towards it, weaving a whirlpool of blood, and all the demon slaves were torn apart and turned into flesh.Only the wolf head escaped the fatal move and threw the long knife at Wu Yuli.The long knife spun and flew towards Wu Yuli, the tip of the knife cut through a bright arc of light, but was cut off in pieces only three inches away from him.Langshou belatedly felt the terror, as long as there was wind, this man could kill.

All the long knife fragments were arranged in an array, hovered in the air, and then rushed towards the wolf's head like a sharp arrow.First hands, then feet, the wolf's head fell to the ground, its face covered in mud.With one foot on his body, Wu Yuli stepped on his body, passed him, and stepped into the boundless wind and rain.Langshou breathed a sigh of relief, as long as his heart was not injured, he could still live.He turned over with difficulty, using his broken elbow to prop himself up.A sharp howling sound suddenly broke through the wind, and a belated wind blade cut through the rain curtain and pierced his heart.

His eyes were wide open, dead.

It turned out that this was the beginning of everything, Qi Yin was shocked, he still remembered the human skin scroll he saw in the Bashan Moon Mirror, Wu Yuli was portrayed as a ghost who deceived the world and stole his name, and perverted.This great sorcerer who suffered so much gave up everything in exchange for the eternal infamy in the history.

Wu Yuli massacred Zhujiu's family, the crime was heinous, the temple decided to execute Wu Yuli.However, a witch reminded him that the Feilian mother Gu on his body was connected to countless living people, including the witches who had been infected with the plague.In fact, half of the witches in the temple have been implanted with Fei Lian Gu.So the temple made a decision to make him a golden sinner, seal him into a golden figurine, and bury him with the great god.

Qi Yin finally saw this scene, the last painting drawn on the human skin scroll.Wu Yu, with his long hair loose and in shackles, walked towards his coffin with difficulty.The slaves and leaders who joined the road accused him of provoking a war and killing the Great God.They threw eggs and rotten vegetables at him. Wu Yuli walked forward in the miserable wind and rain, climbed up the stairs, and touched his golden coffin.

He will sleep here for 3000 years, until the stars change and the gods grow old.

White Deer stared sadly at his haggard profile, his blind eyes.

"God, look, this is the people you and I guard together..." Wu Yuli said in a low voice, "You use your flesh and blood to water the terracotta soil in exchange for thousands of years of spiritual energy and the prosperity of demons in the southern border. They accept your gift Ze, but abandoned their faith, blasphemed the sacred, fought against dissidents, and killed each other. They betrayed me and you, but I never thought..."

He seemed to be muttering to himself, and he seemed to be talking to someone.Feeling something was wrong, Qi Yin pressed Bai Lu's shoulder unconsciously.

Wu Yuli suddenly raised his head and stared at Bailu, two lines of blood and tears flowed from his empty eyes.

"Even you will betray me."

Qi Yin's heart trembled, this is obviously the past traced by Jin Jindamu, why did the old monster suddenly appear?I saw all the demons and witches around raised their heads, the same deep sunken black eyes, empty eyes shed blood and tears, all pale, like puppets made of white paper.Facing Qi Yin and Bai Lu, they opened their mouths in unison and said the same sentence.

"Xiao Yin, I saw you."

"Xiao Yin, I saw you."

"Xiao Yin," said a deep and hoarse voice close to his ears, "I saw you."

Goosebumps appeared all over Qi Yin's body, he turned his face and saw Wu Yuli face to face and eye to eye with him.There is nothing in those empty eyes, only the emptiness of a thousand years.The ghostly witch told Qi Yin word by word.

"Take my god and come to me."