The town was brightly lit at night, but there were no people on the street. Jing Zun stepped on a pile of fallen leaves and made a "chacha" sound.

A gust of wind blew by, and fallen leaves floated onto his shoulders. He picked them up, and through the withered yellow leaves, he watched the lamps on both sides of the street swaying slightly in the wind.

"Crack, click..." There was another sound of fallen leaves being trampled on.

He turned his head, looked at the dim street corner, and a group of figures approached little by little.

The wind became stronger, and the lamps shook more and more, ding ding dong dong, and after a while, they all went out with a "swish".

The figure was getting closer and closer, his eyes were dull, and he dragged his feet on the ground stiffly. Every time he took a step, he could hear the sound of bones twisting and creaking.

Jing Zun stood where he was, watching the group approach slowly.

To be precise, they cannot be regarded as human beings. People have three souls, the human soul, the heavenly soul, and the earthly soul. After death, the three souls leave the body. It is an entity, controlled by three souls, of which the human soul is the dominant one.

The human soul is devoured, but the heavenly soul and the earthly soul are still there, and can still command the seven souls to make the body move, but it has lost its independent thinking, and it is just like a walking dead.

They are not alive, and they are not completely dead.

At this time, these bodies have approached him, surrounded him, opened their mouths, revealing the desire to devour.

They are controlled by something, and they want to absorb other people's souls.

Jing Zun watched them approaching indifferently, and said silently: "Hua Yao."

To maintain the human form, the painted demon has to absorb the human soul. There is no doubt that these must be the masterpiece of the painted demon.

Those bodies heard the human voice, as if they had received an order, their pace quickened like a ferocious beast, and they rushed towards Jingzun.

As long as Hua Yao is smashed, the human souls he absorbed can be released. These people can still be saved. Jing Zun can't destroy their bodies. He took a step back and used the streamer at his fingertips to transform into a barrier to block the few people who rushed forward. , and then roll up the barrier to seal them all inside.

The bodies couldn't break through the barrier, and let out low growls that didn't sound like human voices. The wind rolled up the sand and whizzed past. They didn't know what they heard. The growl suddenly stopped, and the leader was silent for a moment. He suddenly grabbed the body of a child beside him and bit his neck tightly.

The human soul is gone but the other two souls are still there, and the body is still conscious. The child let out a scream, and after a while, the smell of blood overflowed, and the others were aroused and rushed forward.

Jing Zun stretched out a white line, repelled the crowd, and brought the child in.

He clearly saw tears dripping from the corners of the eyes of the leader when he was biting the child, but his movements did not slow down, and the child's neck was bleeding profusely.

This child is probably his child. Their bodies are controlled and they have to move mechanically, but they still have emotions after all.

Jing Zun stopped the child's bleeding, and carefully placed him on the fallen leaves. The people in the barrier were already excited by the blood, biting each other.

Locked together, without outsiders, they would kill each other, and when these bodies were torn to pieces, there was no need to save them.

He wandered among the crowd, untied the barrier again to let them out, cast a body-holding technique, and sealed each of them to prevent them from contacting others.

The moon was as bright red as blood, the wind gradually subsided, the lamps on both sides finally stopped shaking, and the falling light and shadow flowed like water.

The inn was eerily quiet, although there were many guests staying, but there was no sound at all, Meng Xisubaru pushed open the door.

A gust of wind blew across the face, shaking the curtains beside the bed.

He looked downstairs: "Little brother, let me go and have a look, you stay in this room and don't go out."

"Eldest brother won't let us out of this room." Ah Zhuo frowned.

"Eldest brother is afraid that we are in danger, but if I don't care about saving others, I can't do it. Even if I sacrifice myself, as long as I can save one person, it will be worth it." He had already walked out, turned his head and closed the door.

"Then I too..." A Jufang was about to speak, but Meng Ximao interrupted him, "I don't know the situation yet, I just came out to take a look, there is no need for two people, I will call you if necessary, you just wait here , lest the elder brother come back and find no one."

Ah Zhuo waited in the house anxiously for a while, feeling that being deliberately protected by everyone was not good, he couldn't accept it with peace of mind, he couldn't sit still, he thought for a while, and reached out to cover the door.

Just as he was about to push it away, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

He turned around happily, and saw the elder brother standing by the table, asking him out of breath, "What are you going to do?"

He hurried over to help him on the chair and sat down: "I want to go out and have a look, what's wrong with you, are you injured?"

"Didn't I tell you to stay in the house?" The elder brother stroked his heart, "I'm not injured, I was a little tired after putting up barriers for so many people, and I've recovered now." He paused, "Just now When I met Meng Ximao downstairs, you were all disobedient."

Ah Zhuo knew he was wrong, and lowered his head slightly: "How is the second senior brother?"

"All the people in the town have been sucked out of their souls. I have subdued them. We only need to find Hua Yao, but this Hua Yao is good at hiding. He doesn't show up on his own initiative. He can't find him at all. He can only wait, but there is no danger for the time being. I let the two Junior brother has returned to the room."

Ah Zhuo felt relieved: "I'm afraid there are no real living people in this inn. Senior brother, are you hungry? Do you want me to cook?"

"No need." Eldest brother stretched out his hand to hold him, "Those people...killed each other, it's terrifying, don't go out, don't be frightened."

The grasped hand trembled slightly, Ah Jue said uncomfortably: "I'm not that timid."

"Even if you are very courageous, you are not afraid of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but I still don't want you to have a chance to see such an ugly sight." The person in front of him pulled his hand closer and pressed it to his heart, "See you today When one person was controlled, crying and biting his child, I kept thinking, would one day, because of uncontrollable reasons, I would hurt the one I care about, the one I love, The more I think about it, the more scared I feel."

"Eldest brother said, it's up to people." Ah Zhuo's hand was pressed on his heart, his thoughts were a little confused, he reacted for a while, and said silently, "The one you love..."

Must have heard it wrong.

"You heard me right." The person in front of him held his hand tighter, and with a little force, pulled him to the front.

The breath intertwined, Ah Zhu only felt a warmth on his face, and when the man was about to approach, his heart was also trembling, and he wanted to escape tremblingly.

The elder brother would take the initiative, but he never thought about it.

It seems that a wandering traveler has finally found a shelter, and the unresolved heart no longer needs to speculate or worry.

The other party sensed his avoidance, stretched out his hand to press the back of his head, and then approached him, maybe also saw his panic, and didn't get close to him, only with that warm breath, he slowly moved down and slapped him. neck.

Ah Zhuo clenched his hands tightly, but at this moment he felt strange for no reason, and he couldn't explain why, but he couldn't help but shed a line of tears.

Tears slid down my arms and rolled to the ground.

With a "stab", a burn fell on the opponent's arm, and the other drops fell to the ground, rolling up small dust.

The man in front of him covered his arms and stepped back abruptly.

Suddenly, with a "bang", someone smashed into the door.

A Zhuo looked back in horror, and saw Meng Ximao had an arrow stabbed in his shoulder, and he fell to the ground. He didn't care about other things, he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and turned his head and shouted: "Eldest brother..."

The words stopped.

Meng Ximao turned his head with difficulty: "What's the matter?" He also stretched out his hand, "Brother, give me a hand."

Ah Zhuo grabbed his hand suddenly, shook his head firmly at him: "He's not a senior brother."

"What?" Meng Ximao looked up again.

The "big brother" caressed the wound on his arm, and a cruel smile was curling up at the corner of his mouth.

Ah Zhuo helped Meng Ximao up, and the two leaned against the door: "Who are you?"

The other party flicked his sleeves, and the white shawl turned into a blood-red dress. He slowly put on the black mask, and the smile on his lips still persisted: "Aren't you looking for me?"

"Hua Yao." The two of them looked at each other in horror, and when they used their magic powers to combine their spiritual powers, they turned into a light blade and attacked him.

Before the light blade approached in front of him, the opponent's eyes disappeared when he raised his eyes.

"The disparity in strength is too great, don't go head-to-head." Meng Ximao said, not to mention that he was injured.

A Zhuo nodded: "Let's go quickly."

The two turned around and wanted to run out, when they heard the sound of an arrow, and another arrow pierced through the gust of wind, the two standing by the door had nowhere to hide, the sharp arrow pierced through Meng Ximao's other shoulder, The force knocked him to the ground.

A Zhuo hadn't had time to help him, but hearing the sound of "swish", a large number of sharp arrows hit him, and he closed the door in a hurry. The arrows hit the door frame with a crackling sound. He leaned back on the door and turned his head. He was facing the face of Hua Yao again.

The eyes and the corners of the mouth exposed under the mask still look like the face of the senior brother. I heard that Hua Yao is good at changing, but for some reason, it only becomes a senior senior brother, and it also becomes seamless. Without this weird smile, it is impossible to distinguish .

Hua Yao was angry because of the burn on his arm, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he looked out the door: "Have you not had enough of your grievances?"

The clicking sound of hitting the door frame suddenly became denser, and after a while, the door broke in.

Ah Zhuo turned his head to see hundreds of sharp arrows coming towards his face, they suddenly magnified in his pupils, and suddenly felt his body tilted, it was Meng Ximao who got up and pushed him away, and stretched out his arms to block it.

"Second Senior Brother!" Ah Zhuo's spine felt a chill instantly, his thoughts were in chaos, only one thought came to him, he couldn't let Second Senior Brother die for him.

He grabbed Meng Xisubaru and threw him back. When he faced the arrow array, a golden fish tail lifted up, and all the arrows "swipe" that hit him were thrown to the sides.

Hua Yao squinted behind her, and raised her hand in displeasure.

The arrows came in succession, and they were all thrown away by the fish's tail, but the bow and arrow already had spirituality, and these sharp blades were all imaginary by spiritual power, and they could be used endlessly.

But Hua Yao thought it was too slow, a streamer of red light flew out of his hand, hitting Ah Zhuo's back.

"Junior Brother, be careful!" Meng Ximao screamed.

A Zhuo turned his head abruptly, the red light was in front of him, and he closed his eyes.

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