Wan Sanqian was a very beautiful woman. Even at this time, he looked a little embarrassed. His messy head and unsystematic black cloak should look like a down-and-out beggar, but she looked pretty and pitiful everywhere. With this look of escaping, even if a woman sees her, she will feel pity for no reason.

Such a girl coughed blood at the corner of her mouth, and in the dark night behind her, there seemed to be countless evil spirits roaring at her.

Wan Sanqian staggered into an unknown mountain village. People who were originally waiting at the entrance of the village to return late or would never return are always wary of those who suddenly broke in, but when they saw the girl's appearance, all their vigilance disappeared. Such a beautiful and charming person would naturally not do evil.

The appearance is born from the heart, and it is naturally meaningless to put it on Wan Sanqian. She is a hand that is unwilling to be contaminated with blood, but her past and deeds can stop crying on the moonlit night in the mouth of her father.

Today, many young and strong people in the mountain village have never returned, which is undoubtedly a big blow to places where food is not very abundant, so they hope that the monks and goats can find others and bring them back intact.

Ye Shen’s name is very good, at least for such a remote mountain village. However, the villagers are always used to calling him Goudan.

Village name was always full of doubts about whether people who had not returned yet could return, because there was no precedent for such a thing, but when a delicate girl stumbled into the darkness, they always had more confidence out of thin air.

Especially since the girl stood in the light, she couldn't stop crying and kept saying sorry to the caring people around her. Such a girl could come out, why can't the group of strong young people come back?

Because of the arrival of the girl and the beginning of the night, people's spirits began to become depressed, and troubles were something that people could never avoid. Therefore, everyone noticed that there was something wrong with the dark night around them. The dark color naturally hid all the gloomy and horror hidden in it, and it was peaceful.

"You won't blame me, are you?" Wan Sanqian pear blossoms were raining.

Of course, it would not be strange. The villagers rushed to express their kindness. After all, the girl looked good after all, and so far, she had not done anything except crying, so it was naturally very easy to forgive.

"People will die after all. I will let you go back early to avoid the hardship and illness of the rest of your life, and let you go in your dreams... You won't have hatred, right?" Wan Sanqian looked up at the group of people with simple faces in front of him. Thinking that they would soon die in his hands, the guilt in his heart became more and more intense. He felt that he was a bastard. He was squatting on the ground and buried his head between his knees again, and his shoulders were shaking because of crying. At this time, he looked like an injured cat.

The villagers were really kind. Even though the girl's words were full of gloomy and terrible, they still couldn't think about it. Instead, they wanted to go forward to comfort her, but they couldn't take a step. A strong sense of sleepiness hit their minds, and for a moment they were dizzy, and then they lost consciousness. The people who fell a little later saw a terrifying scene, but they had no time to be afraid.

A group of black creatures that seemed to be from hell were lying on people with no ability to move and bite and sucking. The originally pitiful girl no longer hid in the corner to look for warmth. When she stood up, her face was still clear, but she was no longer moving. The black cloak that moved with the wind came from hell, looking like those black monsters lying on people had grown a beautiful head.

People who were already living with difficulty naturally did not want to die. This Shura hell-like picture naturally aroused strong resentment and hatred in their hearts. The resentment that had nowhere to be released soared into the sky, breaking through the darkness and bringing the moonlight like water.

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After Wan Sanqian retreated, Ye Yiming was temporarily successful. With his current physical condition, it was obviously not a good choice to stay where he was. He was not sure whether Wan Sanqian would turn back, and even the wolf pack turned back was not an acceptable result for him.

Although the huge amount of knowledge before made temporary safety, it also shocked his brain to a hazy state, just like someone stirring his mind with a stick, heavy and painful, so he can't do anything now and can only lie down and breathe.

I only wish to make this scene in my heart, not to think about the forgotten future, nor to think about the pain and nowhere to rest in front of me, so I closed my eyes and wish to sink into it.

It’s just that things go against your wishes is the main theme of this world, whether you remember your past worries or not.

The disgusting aura pulled Ye Yiming back from his muddy mood, spreading his heavy eyelids. Although his headache was about to break, fortunately, the abundant true energy in his body could already be mobilized according to his intentions.

Use strong willpower to block the harassment of the will, strengthen the true energy, and step up to the highest tree top in one step.

The cold moonlight shone on his face, marking his originally unhealthy face white. I don’t know whether it was because of coincidence or something else, but the tree he stood in was exactly what the girl had stepped on before. Perhaps the vision here was the best, so you can see the most things, regardless of whether you want to see it or not.

The originally dark night had dissipated, and the moon was as bright as water. Although it was not as bright as day, everything was so clear in Ye Yiming's eyes.

This place is really not far from the small mountain village, at least for a practitioner, so he saw that there was resentment, and the lights that were originally as bright as daylight were all extinguished. An unknown premonition arose in his heart. He endured the severe pain in his mind and jumped toward the location of the small mountain village.

Before he could get out of the woods, Ye Yiming rushed back faster than he had ever seen. If the small mountain village had encountered unexpected problems as he had imagined, perhaps Ye Shen was the last living person in this village. He always kept this small mountain village that had no name from being broken.

He held Ye Shen on his shoulder and dragged his left hand to cross the Zhenyuan so that Ye Shen would not die due to excessive blood loss on the way to the village.

When Ye Yiming stepped on the unfamiliar village road, Ye Shen, who was originally unconscious, also woke up. The village was dark and quiet, as if everyone had fallen asleep early.

The quiet and peaceful night was originally comfortable, but Ye Yiming's back was covered in cold sweat at this moment. Ye Shen's cough was very far away, but he could not make a ripple, as if there was no living life in the entire area.

A baby's cry overwhelmed Ye Shen's sound of almost coughing out his lungs. The sound that was originally glowing with ghost stories actually pulled the two back from the edge of despair at this moment.

The origin of the sound is not difficult to find. The baby with white light may be hungry, sucking his mother's thin and black fingers in his mouth.

His mother had been dead for a long time, and the body seemed to have been dried up. The clothes that were originally fitted became extremely fat, empty, and the black body seemed to have been dried up. The two of them had actually seen many such corpses along the way, but when the baby sucked his fingers, they were shocking.

Ye Yiming didn't know if he had seen a dead person, but he didn't remember it. He saw many of them today. It was obvious that at most an hour ago they were still alive in front of him, but now they are beyond recognition. They are like ancient corpses that have experienced wind and sand. It is not terrifying, but it makes people feel cold on their backs.

The baby was very cute and pitiful. Ye Yiming picked him up, a little confused. He really forgot many things, even some life skills. He went all the way and slept in the open. Although he could hit some birds and beasts, it was indeed a bit difficult to swallow after passing by his hands. The baby in his arms might be even more difficult to accept, but if he was left behind, it was obviously impossible to do so.

While Ye Yiming was in a dilemma, there was a sound of bangbang on the ground, very hard, and the interval was very long, and it seemed to be very difficult. Ye Yiming's eyes left the baby's body. Ye Shen used the right arm that could barely support his body and supported him with difficulty, and then let his head hit the ground heavily, then splashed dust on the ground, leaving a trace of blood, and then tremblingly supported his head.

Ye Yiming held the baby, so he didn't help him. This was a kind of pain, and it was also a sensation.

"You said, I may not be able to do it..." Ye Yiming's voice was hoarse, as if something was stuck in his throat.

There was another dull sound, no longer splashing dust or blood. Ye Shen ignored it and let it vent its catharsis, and even did not raise its head.

"Accept me as your disciple, I can take good care of your life and this baby..." Although he was seriously injured, he obviously saw the embarrassment in Ye Yiming's eyes.

Ye Yiming felt that he seemed to be brought into a strange logic by Ye Shen, so he was stunned. He knew that after a long time, he finally reacted and asked carefully: "If I just left like this, would you ignore him?"

"Please!" Ye Shen replied firmly, "We are the last person in this village. Even if I die, I should die in front..."

"You want to take revenge? You don't even know who the other party is..."

"I will try my best to find him. I just hope that when I meet him again, I won't even see him like this time... I will lie on the ground like a dead dog..." Ye Shen's eyes were not very fierce or firm, but they were dissipated and confused after experiencing a huge blow.

"Okay! Come with me. From now on, no matter whether you fall or are seriously injured, I will not help you..."

Ye Yiming left with the baby in his arms, ignoring the mummy-like corpse on the ground, nor did Ye Shen, who was extremely difficult to even crawl.

When Ye Shen relied on two wooden sticks to reach the entrance of the village, Ye Yiming was sending a ball of dark things into the baby's mouth. When the oil was about to run out of oil, Ye Shen didn't know where the strength came from, so he rushed towards Ye Yiming and stopped him.

Perhaps because of the excessive movement, Ye Shen gasped violently in the spot for a long time and finally said, "He can't eat now. You can go find a beast that is breastfeeding and get some milk..."

A moment later, Ye Yiming returned with a dying female wolf, and even though he was clumsy, he still fed the baby and stopped his crying.

A fire turned the originally unknown small mountain village into ashes, and then Ye Yiming, dressed as an ascetic monk, left with a boy with difficulty in action and a baby, heading towards a confused future.
Chapter completed!