"Sister, are you angry?"
Looking at the pillar of light rising into the sky not far away, a flash of surprise flashed in Ying Baiye's eyes.
This "anger" was different from the small interactions between the two of them in daily life. Compared with the trivial daily annoyances, Ying Baiye felt Lingxi's deep anger from the beam of light.
Yes, just rage.
Lingxi like this is really rare.
Ying Baiye quickened his pace and headed in that direction quickly. He wanted to know what happened.
Passing through the dense mountain forest, Ying Baiye gradually approached the battlefield. Just as he expected, the surrounding trees were all swallowed up in the violent beam of light, and the surrounding area turned into a bare flat land. In the center of the flat land, It's a small pit.
Ying Baiye glanced around, but did not see Ling Xi or the red-robed man.
He closed his eyes and took in his surroundings.
The aftermath of the battle has long since ceased, which means that the battle between Lingxi and the man in red has been decided.
In this space, Ying Baiye accurately caught Lingxi's aura. The next second, his body turned into ice crystals and dissipated on the spot. When he reappeared, he had already reached the edge of the pit.
The area of the pit is neither big nor small, but its height is very shallow.
Ying Baiye stood on the edge of the pit, lowered his head, and immediately saw Lingxi standing in front of the red purple jade.
At this time, Chi Ziyu, whose red robe was in tatters, took off her hood, revealing her pretty face, which was stained with blood, and matched with her crazy smile, it was more or less... The feeling of coquettishness.
Lingxi stood in front of her in a white dress, her eyes filled with cold light. Even though she noticed Ying Baiye's arrival, she still didn't turn around, she just looked coldly at the mad dog lying motionless on the ground.
"Tell me, what did you mean by what you just said?"
Lingxi said coldly.
Chi Ziyu rubbed the dust on the ground with her pretty face, raised her eyes and looked up at Ling Xi who was standing, and then let out a "chichi" laugh.
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"Do you also want power?" Chi Ziyu licked her red lips with her fragrant tongue and said softly. "You are obviously so strong, but you still crave power. You are such a greedy person."
Lingxi closed her eyes.
Of course she knew that the person in front of her was completely mentally disturbed and could not communicate normally. In this case...
"Uh-huh!"
She opened her eyes suddenly, and a spiritual formation formed instantly.
In an instant, the huge gravity pressed down, and Chi Ziyu's body trembled, and her body was fixed in place without moving.
Lingxi took a step forward, and the carving knife she usually used appeared in her hand at some point. She stared at the red purple jade lying on the ground, and her usual indifference turned into indifference.
Her movements were crisp and neat, without any hesitation, and she held the carving knife and pointed it at the center of the red purple jade's eyebrows.
Chi Ziyu's body trembled violently, and her eyes gradually became dull.
And the moment her body stopped shaking, Lingxi hooked her wrist, and the carving knife was lifted high by Lingxi like a fishing rod.
There is a white halo connected to the tip of the carving knife.
Ying Baiye looked at Lingxi's movements without disturbing her, but sat on the edge of the pit, looking at this Lingxi that was different from usual.
How long has it been since I saw such a spiritual stream?
Ying Baiye's eyes were a little blurry, as if a long time had passed since then.
Lingxi looked at the ball of light in his hand, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but this disgust was quickly replaced by the indifference deep in his heart.
She flicked the pen, and the light ball in front of her turned into white mist and slowly dispersed.
Lingxi's eyes searched for what he wanted to know in the white mist, and his eyes finally locked on one of the locations.
Lingxi hooked the carving knife in her hand, and the white mist flew towards her. She waved it hard, and the white mist dispersed in front of her, and a clear picture appeared in front of her eyes.
Similarly, it also appeared in Ying Baiye's sight.
Ying Baiye accompanied Lingxi and stared at the pictures here, his eyes serious and careful.
It was actually a very simple picture. A little girl of about three or four years old lay on top of a formation outlined in blood. Her red purple jade eyes stared at the little girl, without any sadness or reluctance in her heart. , even though it was her biological daughter who was connected by blood, but now there was only the flickering bonfire in her eyes.
In other words, it is the God of Fire represented by a bonfire.
Bai Wu fully expressed all her emotions at that time.
Joy, devotion, respect, desire.
A variety of emotions that could be described as positive.
However, this positive emotion appears in an occasion where it should least appear.
"Lord Flame God, please grant me the honor of a messenger."
This is how Chi Ziyu prayed to the bonfire.
The bonfire also reacted cooperatively. The body of the little girl lying on the blood array shriveled up quickly, as if the blood had been drained from her body to trace the formation marks under her body.
The formation was getting brighter and brighter, but the little girl's vitality was draining away bit by bit.
Instead, the aura on Chi Ziyu's body became stronger and stronger.
It is difficult to break through from the soul to the supreme, and then from the first level of supreme all the way to the third level of supreme.
And the little girl also turned into a mummy at this moment.
This is a sacrifice, using a daughter connected by blood as a sacrifice, the most hideous ceremony.
Chi Ziyu's ecstatic laughter echoed in Lingxi's ears, and she watched her turn around without hesitation, without even glancing at her mummified daughter.
Something in her heart seemed to be lit.
The carving knife in his hand was swung down without hesitation, and all the white mist dissipated in an instant.
At the same time, Chi Ziyu's whole body trembled, and her eyes completely lost consciousness.
There was no mercy in Lingxi's eyes. She just stood there motionless, her hair hanging down from her forehead, covering her eyes.
Ying Baiye looked at her frail figure with a bit of pity in his eyes.
After reading Chi Ziyu's memory, everything was answered as to the reason for Lingxi's rage.
It was a very, very distant memory, so far away that he had not yet met her, so far away that she never thought that there would be such an encounter later.
They each knew their past very well.
However, Lingxi's past was rarely mentioned among them.
Because every time it is mentioned, it is the cruelest punishment.
Lingxi, she...
…
That was a story from a long, long time ago.
At that time, I was still a child who thought I was very happy.
He has a gentle mother and a strict father.
I forgot what the name of our town was, or rather, it had no name.
So much time has passed, and many things have been forgotten.
Just like in my memory, there is nothing extra about my mother except gentleness, and there seems to be no relevant memory about my father except being strict.
I forgot their names, their faces, everything about them.
The reason is simple, because one day, I suddenly discovered that I... was not that happy.
Sacrifice.
This is a really disgusting word.
I've seen corpses that were bitten by ten thousand ghosts, I've seen my aunt whose neck was bitten off by the ghost king, and I've seen many purgatory-like scenes.
Just use my eyes to see it with my own eyes.
Originally, I might have been one of those people.
I should feel panic and scared about this, just like when I was lost in the mountains when I was a child, I cried and called my mother.
But at that time, I didn't have any such impulse.
Not because I don't want to, but because...
They are the ones who sent me here.
I...am the outcast.
I once heard the grandparents in the small town say that if you are the last person to be punished and witness the fear and fear of those in front of you, you will feel even more panicked. Looking at those people, you will be more scared than yourself. Being punished makes me even more scared.
But strangely enough, I happened to be the last one, and the one who witnessed the corpses falling in front of me.
But, fear or something...
Absolutely not.
I'm even longing for it to be my turn soon. If I really die here, I won't have to see those faces that really scare me.
My parents, who were smiling so crazily, really scared me.
The light in their eyes was so fanatical, their prayers were so pious, and their eyes that pushed her into the abyss were so cold.
All of this seemed to tell her that all the happiness she had before was false.
At that time, I suddenly felt so cold.
The whole world is so cold.
Happiness is fake, the world is fake, everything is fake.
She hugged her knees and sat on the ground with her eyes closed, waiting for the moment her life would end.
However, that moment did not come.
I seemed to have slept for a long time. When I opened my hazy eyes, the scene in front of me had completely changed.
Everything around him became quiet.
There is no more sound of hundreds of ghosts chewing bones, no more fanatical shouts of small town people.
I walked towards the town step by step.
The distance was very far. I didn’t know how many times I fell, but I stood up every time.
I want to know, what happened?
What can make the shouting stop, and what can make me the only one alive among those corpses.
I forgot how long it took to reach the town.
I only remember that when I entered the town, the town was full of corpses.
I knew all those corpses, the mayor's, Granny Li's, and Grandpa Wang's. They were just lying on the ground with that fanatical smile on their face that scared me.
I walked towards home step by step, and even if the stones scratched the soles of her feet, she didn't feel the slightest pain.
As she walked, blood flowed all the way.
She stood in the place she once called "home", hesitated for a moment, and finally pushed the door open and entered.
The two corpses were lying bloody on the ground. She looked at them and felt strangely unfeeling.
There is no anger at them for abandoning him, no sadness after the death of his parents, no fear and fear of corpses.
She looked at the still enthusiastic smiles on their faces and felt a little... strange.
It was as if these were two strangers who had nothing to do with her.
"Hey, is there anyone alive here?"
Just when she didn't know what to do, a gentle voice sounded from behind her.
"Little guy, how did you escape the attack of the Hundred Demons?"
The voice became gentler and gentler, with pity in his tone.
She turned around and saw the woman who she still thought was particularly beautiful.
"Are you the only one left in this town?"
The woman squatted in front of her and wiped her face with a wet handkerchief.
She didn't know what to say.
She didn't know what to believe.
Is this woman real or fake?
So, she chose to remain silent.
The woman didn't care about her silence, but her eyes became gentler.
Maybe it was because she was a mother. Looking at the little girl in front of her, she only thought about the girl who had lost her family. What should she do in the future?
How will she grow up?
How will she survive?
Looking at those eyes that were like a pool of stagnant water.
How will she love in the future?
The woman touched the little girl's head and suddenly made a decision.
"Little guy, what's your name?"
name……
"Ling, Lingxi."
Lingxi?
"What a nice name." The woman smiled at her, and her smile was so beautiful that it made people dizzy.
It's a really warm smile.
Lingxi didn't know what she wanted to say, he just stared at her blankly and smiled.
Qing Yanjing looked at her like this, and she couldn't explain the decision she had made in her head just now.
otherwise……
"I'll send you to the village below."
In this case, there will definitely be a kind-hearted family who can adopt this child and raise her well.
As for her, why did she have such thoughts just now? She doesn't have that qualification.
Qing Yanjing stood up, but at this time, she noticed that her sleeves were tightly grasped by those dirty little hands at some point. The strength of the little hands seemed to tell her, It won't let go no matter what.
Qing Yanjing opened her mouth, and the softness in her heart was severely touched again.
She found that she was really selfish.
"Little one, do you want to come with me?"
Qing Yanjing rubbed Lingxi's little head, her voice was still so gentle.
"But the place I am going to is also very dangerous. If you follow me, you will be in trouble..."
Her future is also a vast expanse of white with no end in sight.
Does she really want to take this little guy with her to that place?
Lingxi didn't speak, but held Qing Yanjing's sleeve tightly.
Qing Yanjing didn't say anything else. She knew it herself. Looking at Lingxi like this, she couldn't refuse.
"Then follow me."
Qing Yanjing stretched out her hand and took Lingxi's small hand that was originally holding her sleeve.
A mother who left her husband and children, and a girl who lost her family.
These two people look really good together.
"What...should I call you?"
"Call me Aunt Jing."
"Aunt Jing..."
Lingxi didn't know why she clutched that sleeve. She only knew that Qing Yanjing's smile was really, really beautiful.
Also, extremely warm.
Like, sunshine.
