"Sister, you are so beautiful, just like a fairy."

"Really, then you go ask your father, has he ever seen a woman as heavenly as me?"

What she said seemed humorous, but the tengu next to her could see the unpredictable emotions beneath her master's peace.

Xie Mingjin now is like an ever-changing cloud.

"okay."

The little boy ran over quickly.

When the country man who had put on new clothes and walked twenty-eight steps heard this, he had a strange expression at first, but when he looked back at Ming Jin, he happened to meet her indifferent gaze, and his expression suddenly changed a little.

He was uneasy, but seeing that Ming Jin didn't do anything next, he relaxed again and was overjoyed as he weighed the newly acquired silver.

There is more than one such person.

People in the world have all kinds of faces, all overlapping, and they all have the ferocious face of an evil Shura.

Ming Jin suddenly smiled, said nothing, and rode peacefully.

Until several men seemed to realize something was wrong.

"This is not the way to our hometown, sir. This is the wrong way."

"There seems to be some kind of mountain in front of me."

"Guanze Mountain, yes, that's what the people in Wuling said."

Some people with ulterior motives finally felt that something was wrong, and were about to scream, and were about to run away with their families, but it was too late. Tengu and others had already guarded the surroundings, showed their swords, and Mingjin took out a

Take the long flute.

"Before I came here, I put something in your well water. Now it's time to live."

She blew the flute, causing the poisonous insects to attack. The people suddenly began to wail in pain, and then, driven by the Tengu and others, they had to go up the mountain.

Tengu said: "Before, I could go up the mountain for ten taels of silver, but now it's so difficult to survive?"

These people suffered so much that they were eventually led silently by Ming Jin to the mountains and into a cave, where they were captured and killed.

No one went in. This time, Mingjin still went in alone.

At first, there was the sound of flutes and the wailing of those people, then there was the sound of fighting, and then...the smell of blood surged out.

Tengu and others stood outside the cave. On the one hand, they could observe the movements in the mountain and prevent anyone from coming up. On the other hand, they closed the entrance of the cave and allowed the inside to be like purgatory. However, the faces of Tengu and others had only indifference.

They are not people who don't know the sufferings of the world. They also come from desolation and poverty, and were taken under her wing in poverty. There was a time when they had never seen anything terrible, so would they be soft-hearted?

As subordinates, they are only afraid that their superiors will be soft-hearted.

And Xie Mingdai...they are no strangers.

In fact, an old subordinate who has been with Ming Jin for many years can understand why she said that was the Xie girl she most wanted to be.

Because she was the same Xie Mingjin who had to make mistakes with her loved ones as soon as she lost her mother when she was young.

What she lacks and longs for, Xie Mingdai has.

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I don’t know how long it took, but Tengu looked at the sun, squinted his eyes slightly, and heard the footsteps behind him. It was Takuze the day before yesterday, and it was him today, but he suddenly understood why Takuze didn’t speak much yesterday.

He turned around and looked at Ming Jin walking out of the darkness.

This time, she didn't vomit blood or kneel down. She just walked out slowly until she was in sight. There was a lot of blood on her boots, leaving blood marks with every step she took.

Ming Jin, who was covered in blood, looked up at the sky and said nothing.

Like Wuwei, the killing and cruelty all over his body is clearly visible under the scorching sun.

But under the sunlight, the smell of blood on her body became even stronger.

This is the dirtiest time in Xie Mingjin's life.

Not covering it up, not restraining it, seems to have released some of the deep-seated anger and anger in my bones.

But she was silent, as if she had merged with the mountain.

After a while, she finally spoke.

The voice is hoarse and clear.

"I thought that I, the Buddha, was merciful, but I didn't expect that I am a demon."

This seemingly profound sentence actually carried through her entire life.

From the cruelty under the glory when he was born, to the epiphany under the cruel purgatory now.

It turns out that the wish to kowtow in front of the Buddha is still not possible.

She looked at the beautiful Zhuo Ri and thought.

The tengu knelt down, and so did the others.

"Lord, you are a born noble person. You could have enjoyed power and indulged yourself, but you didn't."

"In this world, the strong have always been respected. If you want to be a restrained and upright saint, we are willing to follow you in doing good."

"But if you want to be that demon that runs rampant in the world, we are also willing to follow you in doing evil and be the enemy of the entire world until death."

It's not like she has never done anything good.

Even though she fought to the death on the border and was seriously injured several times, she still wanted to let the people below help the displaced people everywhere so that they would not be driven away or endure cold and hunger. But what?

They are still this group of refugees.

It was she who made people settle down and treat the refugees well.

How much pain should she have?

Use the most correct thing to create the most tragic results, destroy her will, and overthrow the morality that she has adhered to for many years.

This is purgatory.

He was responsible for arranging the affairs of these refugees. Tengu knelt on the ground, bowed his hands, lowered his head, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Lord, please make your decision."

"Otherwise, kill me."

Did Mingjin respond?

Between heaven and earth, deep in the mountains and wilderness.

I vaguely heard her few words.

"There are no saints in this world."

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Two days later, the pile of corpses in the cave of Guanze Mountain was discovered.

The poison was found and the horrific death was discovered.

Before the people from the Overwatch Council left, they searched the surroundings and found bloody footprints on the ground.

"It's a man's shoe print."

"These people's eardrums are congested, which is obviously a sound poison."

"Skinning?"

All the investigators were talking about it, but they didn't understand why Skinner did such a thing. Zhuang Wuxue said: "There is no reason for people from the cult to do things. This shoe size is indeed that of Zhuangwei, who is Skinner, so he was the one who killed these refugees."

of."

No one had any objections. They only knew that Xie Mingdai died in Guanze Mountain. As for how she died, no one knew. It was only later that the cave where the body was taken away was surveyed. Many people had vague guesses, but because Li Baiyi and He had been promoted to the Junior Academy

The master Zhuang Wuxue issued a gag order, and they did not dare to say anything.

"This Peeling is so rampant, and now its whereabouts are elusive. According to what Miss Xie and the Guangling Valley owner said before, I am afraid that our annihilation this time is equivalent to making wedding clothes for them. Maybe the real backbone has been taken away by Pei Pei and Xu Qiubai.

, but it is difficult to trace their traces, and I don’t know if they are still in Wuling.”

Everyone wanted to catch and skin him, but they all looked at Zhuang Wuxue. The master of the hospital was not here, and the emperor's decree had not yet been issued. Their next actions depended on each other.

Zhuang Wuxue looked at the traces on the ground, a strange smile appeared on his pale cheeks, and said slowly: "Didn't the old guy say that the surname was Situ before?"

Everyone is thinking, Situ?

"Go and find out the person named Situ who had a grudge against the Xie family."

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Li Baiyi finally met Ming Jin. He seemed to be recovering from a serious illness. His face was pale and his eyebrows were quiet, but he was not as crazy and decadent as she expected.

On the contrary, she seemed to see a brand new beauty in this woman.

The gorgeous color of the mandala born in purgatory has a sense of changeable and unfathomable emptiness under the quiet and calm temperament.

People who clearly exist seem to have become unreal.

From the impeccable Duan Fang legitimate daughter of the Xie family, to the peerless genius with unparalleled talent in the martial arts world, to the person she is now.
To be continued...