Wenying didn't move for a long while, while Linghua looked anxiously at the old man. The uncle stood up by himself, patted the soil and said nothing happened. Ling Huan helped check behind him. At that moment, Wenying found that she visibly stiffened.
"What's wrong……?"
She finally stepped forward. Ling Huan's face was pale, and she gently held her uncle's neck. They found that cracks had appeared there, which must have been caused by hitting a sharp place. A tiny bit of residue fell off, and when Ling Huan crushed it between his fingers, he felt that it was hard. But the skin on the uncle's body was as soft as a living person, but there was no warmth. This might be the reason why his soul was still there.
"You just hide here." Wenying said stiffly to her uncle, "That man is here to seek revenge. You must not go out."
"This, this...hey, okay, okay - girl, you don't dare to go out and die!"
"Don't be afraid, both young masters are good at martial arts," Ling Huan advised him, "They are my friends, I have to..."
Wenying kept thinking in her mind. If Ling Huan wanted to go out, she would have to protect her from being attacked; if Ling Huan wanted to stay in the house, she would have to keep an eye on the dead man. After thinking again and again, she finally said to Ling Huan:
"We'd better not stay here."
After that, she went to grab Ling Huan's hand. After all, there are too many unknowns, and cracks have appeared in the uncle's body... No one can say when the soul will find clues. Before Ling Huan could react, Wenying had already pulled him to the door. When the two stepped out of the threshold, Wenying turned around and stretched out her hand to cast a spell on the door. Soon, the cold ice spread from the door bolt, filling the gap in the door, and it was frozen tightly with the wall.
What are you doing? Of course Ling Huan didn't ask this question. When Kanna-kun said those words, she had no actual feelings, but when she really saw and touched this "abnormality", she could deeply understand the cruelty of those words. In this way, the person who has been locked up for a while cannot come out. In the final analysis, it is the human soul. The characteristic of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages will probably be there no matter what.
The two of them temporarily hid by the house, not daring to come forward. The three of them were really inseparable from each other. It should be said that Yin Guihong's strength had reached such a level at some point that he was able to fight three people at the same time. Of course, it is also possible that Kanna-kun is fighting alone and cannot perform well with the help of others. The movement was so great that the lights of every house in the distance were lit one after another, but no one dared to come over and watch the excitement. The people nearby were woken up, and Ling Huan could even hear the cry of a baby besides the sound of swords.
"Even if it's like this, people will still be afraid." Ling Huan sighed.
"Maybe the lie experiment was too short, and there was no time for anger to take control here." Wenying analyzed, "Otherwise he will definitely take advantage of human anger. By then, we may really not be his opponent."
Ling Huan looked over there worriedly, and whispered softly:
"Am I too stupid..."
"What's wrong?" Wenying turned to look at her.
"No! It's nothing. Just pretend I didn't say anything. I was just casually..."
"Why do you think you're stupid?" Wenying was really puzzled, "I've always thought you were very smart."
"No, I don't mean that, I mean... you see, what A Zhe is worried about is that he is a hypocritical person, and I seem to be the opposite of him." Ling Hu sighed to himself, "Shen Wujun said that. It's clear like that, I still don't give up, I want to help the people here. I know you are worried about me, so you came to see me. Even though I understand now, I am still a little sad. They look like humans, and they still have human characteristics. Emotions, just like you, that uncle is also worried about our safety. After all, are they alive?
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what differences are there? I also feel that you and Han Shang are no different from us humans. Is it because you are monsters that you become so similar? If it were just about appearance, it would be easy to say...many people have good intentions, and you obviously do too, but you are considered inferior by many because you are a monster. I don't think it should be like this. Sometimes, no matter whether the monster looks human or not, I have to pity them. But I clearly can't even protect myself, so I have to rely on you. Am I too self-conscious and too prone to sympathize with others? I feel more and more that this will only bring misfortune to myself and my friends...even, even--"
She paused for a while, raised her head, and looked at the round moon. Its halo is a vast, deep blue.
"Even Xue Miyin... you know that. Even if we meet, even if she hates me again, I can't treat her as an enemy. I no longer blame myself for many things. I have no feelings for her. I feel too guilty, I just feel that she is too pitiful - she will definitely be angry if she finds out, and she will definitely hate me and sympathize with her. Maybe she will feel disgusted? She doesn't need me anymore. "
After hearing this, Wenying opened her mouth, her eyes full of disbelief. What a strange human being, smart and strange at the same time. Although she had seen far less of the world than Han Shang, she only felt that Ling Huan was different from many others. There were thousands of words on her lips, but nothing came out. Complex emotions lingered in her eyes.
"You, you are indeed a bit stupid!" Wenying didn't know what to say. "First of all, the kind-hearted people you mentioned and the people who hate monsters are not the same group of people at all! Although there are also people who hate monsters. Bad monsters, bad monsters hurt people, and it is right for people to hate monsters... But there is no absolute good and evil in the world, so the grievances between the two races cannot be resolved if they last for thousands of years. The world will change, ideas Also...you see, Hanshang's parents and I were treated like this by humans and monsters, but to this day, we still don't hold grudges randomly - this is also thanks to grandma's teachings. However, Wenjiu... ...Wen Jiuhe, I don't know why I became like that. I don't care anymore. Now I know how to look at things, and I know better who is a true friend who is worthy of my heart. You are kind and It’s not that you are blindly kind, it’s just that you sympathize with everyone equally...you still have courage. You have the courage to save people, and you have the courage to speak out."
Ling Hu suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining with stars.
"I think you are praising me, but - you said, Uoyuki-kun, maybe he is just such a person!"
"That must be the case." Wenying nodded, "I have long heard that she is as gentle to monsters as she is to her compatriots."
The sound of swords clashing continuously could be heard, and it became increasingly clear. The explosion of the stone table being split apart brought their conversation to an abrupt end. Now is really not the time to express our feelings to each other. The two girls hurriedly ran away for a while and hid in the corner of the courtyard wall. They stopped talking and focused on the battle.
During the observation process, Wenying vaguely noticed something strange.
Why didn't Shenwujun simply fight Yin Guihong to win? It seemed that he had no chance. Because Yin Guihong did not regard him as his main opponent at all. He dealt with the three people so skillfully, as if he didn't have a specific goal. But her brother, her friends, and even the Six Paths Impermanence all moved a little slowly, or in other words, hesitantly. So what exactly does he want to do? The confusing snake shadow in his moves must be attributed to Jin Mieya. but why? Who is he trying to confuse? What is his purpose?
Before she could figure it out, Ling Huan suddenly rushed out from her side.
She failed to stop her, but Ling Huan had already rushed towards Xie Zhe. She threw him to the ground with a sudden movement. Before Xie Zhe could react, the stone chair next to him was also covered by snakes.
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Destroyed by shadow attack. If Ling Huan hadn't suddenly rushed up, it might have been his head that exploded. Wenying immediately understood that what people in the battle situation saw and thought was likely to be different from those who were onlookers. Even Kanna-kun was confused by those fancy moves. After all, they were indeed the flow of real spiritual power. In fact, he was a stumbling block for Xie Zhe, and the whole battle was deliberately targeted against him.
Why Xie Zhe?
Ling Huan held himself up and tried to get up, but Yin Guihong's knife had already struck down. Maybe she was lucky enough, but the knife only landed on her side, just an inch away from her. Xie Zhe immediately stood up, protected Ling Hu behind him, and used Fengyun Zhan to resist Jin Mieya's second slash. The crisp sound made Ling Huan's ears tingle. Those who wield swords and swords hear such harsh and frightening sounds every day.
Han Chang noticed something strange.
No, it wasn't this guy who cut it crookedly. He could see clearly that it was Yin Guihong who deliberately moved his hand away and almost cut it.
Kanna-kun's white scimitar flew over and interrupted their fight. Yin Guihong took a big step back, and the distance between him and Xie Zhe was instantly widened. The scimitar flew back through the gap. Before Han Zhang could speak, Kanna Wujun spoke first.
"You don't dare to hurt that girl, do you? I'm afraid keeping him alive is a lie."
Yin Guihong said nothing.
"Although I find that you seem to be targeting Mr. Xie intentionally, I really don't know why you would show mercy to Miss Ye. I believe that until today, as you said, you will never have any unnecessary sympathy for innocent people. I Remember, the zombie of the Evil Envoy has a broken arm, so someone from the Wuyong clan must be trying to take this girl’s arm away.”
"Half right."
"I know you have other tricks." Kanna-kun sneered, "Although you used some tricks to cover up some of the tools on your body, some flaws were still exposed during the fight. You are carrying something. "
What did you bring? Their hearts were in their throats. Ling Huan tightened her grip on Xie Zhe's sleeves, and her sudden fear made her almost unable to stand - even though this was not the first time she had done this.
"You hid Wangui Zhi."
Wanguizhi!
He was still carrying it, what on earth was he trying to summon from it? Seeing that his purpose was exposed, Yin Guihong did not refute. He jumped back three or two steps and stood on the high courtyard wall again. Under the moonlight, he took out the familiar book from his arms and waved it in front of everyone's eyes, as if to show off. This is troublesome. No one or anything can destroy it now.
Then, he touched his hand to his waist and took out a jade stone. That was the safety buckle given by Lord Xueyue and Jin Mieya together.
Touching his nails on the smooth stone surface, he sneered and said:
"It was a foolproof idea to use them to resurrect Tengu before, and the facts have proved that it is feasible. But he felt that just grabbing them was not enough. When Suzuki-kun was in office, although he recorded a lot of memories of monsters, they were always There is a time when it is exhausted. So, what if you can add some content to the book? You should know that the original owner of Wanguizhi used blood instead of ink. Then you should be able to think about why Wuyongjie wanted to keep her alive, right? ...Of course, if you are afraid of trouble, it would be a good idea to kill one of your own. It has nothing to do with me anyway, I just promised not to hurt her."
"Asshole!"
This completely angered Wenying, and Xie Zhe also raised his sword and prepared to attack. At this time, a strong wind hit, disrupting their actions and turning the pages of the book in Yin Guihong's hand.
He slowly raised Wangui Zhi.
"Let you see the memory of the monster reproduced with precious blood ink..."
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