The doll with a pair of blood-red eyes opened its mouth towards Yin Nian.
It struggled desperately.
Yin Nian raised his hand and slapped the doll on the head.
"explain!"
She pressed down on its neck, "Or I'll tear you apart."
"Go and tear your companions apart."
"Ho! Ho!" The red-eyed doll struggled desperately, "Bad woman! You are a bad woman!"
"The bad woman who bullied Axi!"
Yin Nian sneered.
"Okay, don't tell me." Yin Nian patted the snail on his shoulder, "Can you control it?"
"Of course." Snail's two tentacles shook proudly.
"This little kid has good strength, but his mental strength is slightly weaker than mine."
soon.
The little kid just started drawing formation diagrams on the ground in a daze.
This turned out to be a twelve-cornered formation, which was regarded as the top formation diagram among the formations in the small world of Wuzhou.
"What's the way to break the formation?" Yin Nian asked.
The little doll kept moving and said dullly: "There is no way."
"It's Axi's self-created formation. There is no way to enter the dream formation. You can only get out on your own. If you can't get out, you will stay in the dream forever."
"kindness."
Yin Nian nodded.
After you finish drawing the formation and write it down.
Yin Nian said to the controlled little doll: "Go and stand next to it. If you encounter a doll with red eyes like yours, go up and beat them to determine life or death. Do you understand?"
The little doll nodded dully.
The cave is dark and damp.
Yin Nian then walked inside.
The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.
"Where is Yuan Sleepy?"
Yin Nian carefully walked inside the cave.
Now Spicy, Variety, and Snail are all little mythical beasts.
She also has the strength of the Little God Realm, and Xiao Miao can constantly heal her injuries.
If Yin Nian is careful, he can still explore the cave.
The further inside she went, the more she became accustomed to the blackness inside.
The scene in front of him gradually became clearer.
"Shh." Yin Nian stopped and grabbed LaLa who was about to move forward.
There was a faint light of fire inside.
The fire was very faint.
But he could clearly see the person inside who was placed in the center of the formation.
It's the dream formation.
But the person in the main formation was none other than A Xi.
On the sharp corner of each formation stood a small blood-eyed doll. The little dolls seemed to be performing some kind of ceremony. At Axi's signal, they knelt down heavily towards Yuan Xinsui in the middle.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The head hit the ground, making a heavy sound.
But they seemed not to know the pain.
"What are you doing..." What?
I haven't finished thinking about the last two words yet.
I saw a strong wind rising above the formation.
"It hurts! It hurts me so much! Stop cutting me."
"My legs are gone, grandma, my legs are gone."
"My intestines were twisted, why did you do this to us?"
"Xianzu! My children of Xianzu!"
In an instant, screams and cries rushed into Yin Nian's mind.
Countless blood mist floated out from the foreheads of those blood-eyed dolls, forming a purgatory-like scene in front of Yin Nian.
It was really corpses strewn across the field, with mutilated limbs everywhere.
That was... the scene where the Xian clan was massacred.
Yin Nian stared at this purgatory scene.
Although I have heard of it.
But now that he saw it with his own eyes, Yin Nian realized that verbal words could not describe even one percent of the tragedy of that day.
There were pools of blood everywhere.
She saw those people inserting knives into the bodies of several children, and there were also girls lying naked and bruised in a pool of blood.
once.
This is the race in Wuzhou that is most willing to be kind to others.
The screams and cries turned into sharp knives and stabbed into Yuan Xinsui's body continuously.
Yuan Xinsui frowned, a look of extreme pain appearing on his face.
Axi stared at him coldly: "I think you have forgotten the hardships that your clansmen endured back then."
"You forgot to take care of yourself."
"I'll help you remember it again, huh."
Yin Nian clenched the Dulong Whip in his hand, with a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.
The screaming continued.
But soon, Yin Nian saw a little boy in the illusion. The red mole under his eyes allowed Yin Nian to identify the man at once.
It’s Yuan Xin Sui from childhood.
"Mother..."
Xiao Naisui stared blankly at the woman who fell in front of him and the tribesmen.
He stood up and tried to pull the woman off the ground.
A puppet fell from his waist, and there was a small wooden sign hanging on the doll with the word 'Axi' written on it.
It was soaked in a pool of blood.
I had no time to take a nap.
He couldn't pull up the people lying on the ground, and he finally realized that they were all dead.
He sat on the ground and glanced coldly at those people who were still killing the tribesmen wantonly.
He stared at their faces, as if he wanted to carve them into his heart one by one.
"Kill them all, kill them all..."
He murmured these words.
But he was too weak at that time, and the thing Yuan Xinsui regretted most in his life was that he was not strong when he needed it most.
Yin Nian watched as Xiao Doonai in the fantasy world was sealed into Mount Baitou by the clan members with all their strength.
"Child, you want revenge." These were the last words the patriarch said while holding his shoulders with red eyes.
"Your talent is very good. You are the most talented child in our clan."
"Good boy."
"You have to survive."
The most gifted children survive.
If you protect him alone, you can only protect him.
But Yin Nian felt a chill of sadness rising from the bottom of his heart.
Such 'preservation' is not something to be happy about.
What was Yuan Xinsui thinking during those long years of being imprisoned at the foot of Mount Paektu?
When loneliness, hatred, and even the expectations of his tribe were all weighing on him.
Living has become a kind of torture.
The environment continues.
Yin Nian saw those who had killed the Xian clan collected their essence, flesh and blood and activated the formation.
The spiritual energy that should have been exhausted has increased again.
They became heroes and gods.
A tall tower was erected and named 'Floating God Tower'.
Others have created different sects of their own, large and small.
Yin Nian swept through those families and found that 90% of them were gone. At that time, the story of Yuan Xin's massacre of the clan was widely spread, and his reputation was completely ruined. At that time, Yin Nian thought it was just to clean up the name of the traitor. Head gone.
But I didn't expect... Yuan Xinsui went there very purposefully.
He was out for revenge.
Yin Nian clenched his hand.
But the illusion continues.
In fantasy.
The spiritual power is there, but the overwhelming resentment of the Xian clan never dissipates.
Those grievances slowly penetrated into the countless dolls scattered on the ground, day after day, year after year, and finally.
The first doll opened its eyes.
His eyes were scarlet red, filled only with pure evil and hatred.
Hanging on its waist is a small wooden sign with the word 'Axi' engraved on it.
