Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Wounds that hadn't hurt in years now seemed to sting like needles.

What was surging inside his body was the uncontrollable spiritual energy riot, which finally gathered in his eyes and turned into blood flowing out.

Wen Yinzhi knew that the snowflakes on his face had melted into the blood in his eyes.

Just like back then, after killing the evildoer in the villagers' mouth, Wen Yinzhi saw clearly the filth hidden under the white snow in the melted snow.

He slightly raised his face to face the man on the stage.

Ruan Gui once said that the mirage under the red sun and red moon will turn everything upside down.

It makes people see things they least want to see.

Wen Yinzhi had been practicing for so many years, but now he realized that he had never looked directly at what happened back then.

When he scratched his own eye with the sword, he was actually trying to avoid it.

It would be nice if you couldn't see it.

That's what he thought when he discovered that people's hearts are unpredictable.

If he couldn't see, he wouldn't see the ugly faces of those villagers clearly. If he couldn't see...he wouldn't find out that the girl was actually an innocent person.

You won't be disappointed in people's hearts.

But now Wen Yinzhi thought, it would be great if he could still see it.

You can clearly see what kind of scene is on the stage, and what kind of posture the tragically dead woman appears under the mirage.

Do you hate yourself?

It must be hate.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be in such a miserable state now.

Blood continued to flow from his closed eyes. Correspondingly, the eyes of the man on the stage were also bleeding.

The dark, sticky blood was flowing slowly, but it just held up the flower branch in its hand and pointed stubbornly at Wen Yinzhi.

Just like the hand that the woman pointed at Wen Yinzhi and asked her where her way of survival was.

The red plum blossoms on the stage suddenly scattered into a ball, and the air current swept up the frost and flowers on the stage, lifting the hair and robes of the people on the stage. The red plum blossoms are like the blood sprayed out after a person is injured, and they are like a wave of water changing behind the person.

"The eagles are in the sand, and the male corpse comes to Yan to come to Yi..."

The singing resumed, and the person on the stage raised his right foot slightly and tapped the wooden clogs on his feet to the beat. The right hand is holding a flower branch across the head, and the left hand is turned in front of the body. The long sleeves are thrown in an arc in the air and finally stop between the elbows.

There were many huge footprints on the soil that was originally moist due to the stream.

It seemed like many invisible things were attracted by the smell of blood.

In fact, what Hechi said before was wrong.

He said that if a blind man enters a mirage and cannot see, it will naturally do no harm to Wen Yinzhi.

At least Wen Yinzhi thought so at the time.

But mirages allow people to see what they want to see.

Nature can also make a blind man open his eyes again and see clearly the things he least wants to see.

"...you have plenty of wine and delicious food..."

The drum beat became a little urgent, and the harmonious piano also whimpered and changed into other tunes.

The person on the stage tilted his head suddenly, raised his hand and took off the mask on his face under everyone's gaze.

With her black hair shawl and oval-shaped face and splayed eyebrows, she looked pitiful and wanted to cry without tears.

The loose robes also changed at this time.

A big bump suddenly bulged in her stomach, but the people on the stage didn't seem to notice it.

The drum beat became more and more urgent, and the belly became more and more bulging.

Finally, the robe was pushed into a very exaggerated arc, but the person on the stage was not affected at all. She twisted her waist and stepped forward, her hair rising behind her in time with the drumbeat, and her two long sleeves drawing a complete circle in the air.

In the end, the drums and instruments stopped at the same time. The wooden clogs on her feet tapped heavily on the ground. Her left hand and right hand holding the flower branch followed the drums three times in a row.

There was silence all around, only Wen Yinzhi's extremely slow breathing could be heard.

"Di-"

The suona sounded fiercely, like thunder exploding into the sea, resounding throughout the sky.

There seemed to be white light flashing across the sky and earth as dark as the sea, illuminating the malicious giant lurking in the turbulent dark waves on the bottom of the sea.

The woman moaned softly, her voice plaintive, echoing among the surrounding monsters whose faces were covered with green cloth and were ready to move.

"...The corpse of the public is drunk with swallows, and the blessings and fortune come..."

As the words fell, Wen Yinzhi's eyes stopped bleeding.

It seemed as if something was picking at his eyelids, opening his closed eyelids, revealing the pale pupils inside.

There was a flash of red light, and the blood on the eyelids turned into two round blood drops.

Wen Yinzhi's face was pale at this time, and his slightly opened lips were still stained with blood.

The extreme contrast between red and white between his lips and teeth made him look weak. The opened eyes trembled slightly, like a stranded fish, breathing with its mouth open in a wretched but helpless manner.

The blood beads condensed in mid-air plunged into Wen Yinzhi's eyes.

The last sound of the suona stopped like a rolling ball.

The red blood beads turned into a flash of red in Wen Yinzhi's eyes.

Everything the eyes saw was red. I don't know if it was because of the color of the sky, or because the world was originally blood red.

Wen Yinzhi blinked slowly.

White eyelashes and red eyes.

There was confusion between his brows, but more of an anger.

A murderous intention to destroy everything around him spread quickly from him.

This murderous intention came out of nowhere.

The woman on the stage put down her hand and touched her bulging belly, looking at Wen Yinzhi with a hint of mockery at the end of her eyes.

The burning sensation spreading in his eyes could not be ignored. Wen Yinzhi opened his eyes and saw the woman's appearance clearly.

It was indeed the look of the woman who was accidentally killed, but among the snow and red plums, there was more sadness in the eyes of the person on the stage. The woman back then clearly had determination in her features.

The Wangchuan Sword kept buzzing in Wen Yinzhi's hand.

The eyes that were dotted with blood shone with light.

The woman's questioning voice in front of the demon-slaying array rang in Wen Yinzhi's mind: "I only want one way to survive!"

At the same time, the woman on the stage was stroking her strangely bulging belly and staring at Wen Yinzhi: "In the past, I was the one who wanted a way to survive."

The two voices intertwined with each other, making Wen Yinzhi somewhat confused between reality and illusion.

The woman continued: "Now, the situation has changed." The red aura jumped out from the woman's belly, wrapping her figure. Her eyes fell on Yun Ci and the others, "Now, you need a way to survive. .”

The stream around the clearing suddenly turned red and spread, and everyone's feet were submerged in the pool of blood.

Sweat broke out on Yun Ci's forehead, and he shook his wrist with difficulty.

A gray flame burst out from the golden bell, releasing the seal that imprisoned everyone.

The next moment he was able to move, Yun Ci grabbed Jing Liu beside him, while Xi Xingyuan, Jipeng and the others used magic weapons to gather all the remaining disciples behind the viewing platform.

The green-faced ghost sat where he was and turned to look at the people behind him. Because he was afraid of Ruan Gui's spiritual fire, he could only watch quietly through the green cloth.

"It's a barrier." Xi Xingyuan whispered, "Wen Yinzhi can't see us now, and we can't get close to him."

This barrier also blocked Yun Ci's movements when she wanted to take Xiao Wenshu away.

Hechi also didn't expect that his unintentional words before actually happened.

It took a long time to react: "Is there any mistake?" He pointed at himself and the mirror beside him, "We are in the Fusion Realm. Even if Mirage chooses the inner demon, is a God Transformation Realm more threatening than us?"

Jingguan just glanced at him and said, "Don't drag me into the water when you are worried about him. I have learned how to behave like a crow." Thank you for the invitation.

"Am I worried about him?!" Hechi jumped as if his tail had been stepped on, "Why am I worried about a blind man!"

But Jing Liu only raised his head worriedly and asked Yun Ci: "Senior Sister Yun, will something happen to Wen Yin Zhihe... that sexy ghost?"

Today’s Anger Zen is rare because it doesn’t say a lot.

Yun Ci lowered his eyes and saw the worry in her eyes, but he did not shake his head and say it would be okay as Jing Liu expected.

She just raised her hand and touched Jing Liu's head gently along her hair.

The blood pool in front of them had almost expanded to their feet. Yun Ci turned around and asked, "What is the relationship between that woman and Wen Yinzhi? Why did he react so strongly?"

And those eyes.

When retreating, Yun Ci looked back and looked strangely red.

The only one who has known Wen Yinzhi since childhood is Jipeng.

He took over and said, "Wen Yinzhi once went down the mountain to kill a demon." Ji Peng raised his eyes and looked at the woman who was stroking her belly, "I later found out that it was a human being."

"Is this what it looks like?"

Ji Peng shook his head and said he was unclear.

"There are five chapters in "The Birds", and she has already sung two." Yun Ci murmured, and the light of the red moon was so rich that it seemed as if the heaven and earth were saturated with it. "We can't let her finish singing."

"What you said is wrong." Xi Xingyuan suddenly interrupted her, "Didn't you notice?"

Yun Ci looked up.

Xi Xingyuan did not look at her, but looked at the person on the stage: "That woman doesn't care whether we are in the audience or not."

Only then did the others realize that it had been too quiet since they got up.

It was as if a barrier isolated Yun Ci and the others.

"This play...is no longer sung to us."

"The eagle is in Zhu, and the male corpse comes to the place where the swallow comes..."

The green-faced ghost has continued to sing along with the music. The more he continues to sing, the sharper the place under the green cloth becomes.

She was no longer the woman singing on the stage, she and Wen Yinzhi had become tributes.

The green-faced ghosts around them changed in tone, and the black robes on their bodies turned into layers of green feathers, which were collected behind them, revealing the white down on their chests.

The green cloth was pierced by a sharp black bird's beak with a thin white line in the middle. As the words were repeated, Ruo Lixia's neck slowly leaned forward and became slender.

"...you drink the wine and eat the preserved meat..."

The red lines become the roots on the bird's feathers and the patterns on the bird's feathers.

They have completely transformed into gulls and gulls, just waiting to eat the fragrant tribute next.

"...the male corpse swallows and drinks, and blessings come down."

A red light appeared all around, and the blood pool turned into a swamp, swallowing up Wen Yinzhi who had been there bit by bit.

Every time the swamp swallowed Wen Yin a little bit, the belly of the woman on the stage got bigger.

Correspondingly, the woman's skin was dry and white. The robe was already wide. As the woman's body weakened, the collar gradually became unable to hang on her shoulders.

The white robe fell at her feet, revealing the black and red bloody clothes underneath and her stretched belly.

The black blood vessels on the belly were pierced, and the skin was stretched so thin that it seemed transparent and you could see the scene in the belly from the inside.

"Wen Yinzhi, my child needs a body." The woman stroked her belly, and a red light flickered in and out of her belly like breathing, "You killed me once. In this case, I will take you as my child." body, doesn’t it make sense?”

The blood pool has reached Wen Yinzhi's waist.

The green-faced ghosts who had turned into waterfowl around them became more and more excited.

Xiao Wenshu, the only one who maintained his human form, held up the white paper in front of him and turned his head very slowly to look in Wen Yinzhi's direction.

Wen Yinzhi just suppressed the sword in his hand, suppressing the murderous intention in his eyebrows.

"I don't understand." Wen Yinzhi suddenly said.

When the drums on the stage stopped, it seemed that Wen Yinzhi was not in the mood to ask questions under such circumstances.

"It's too troublesome to perform for a blind man."

He blinked, because having his eyes closed for so long made him a little unaccustomed to the action of opening his eyes, and there were tears in his eyes involuntarily, but they made his eyes more and more transparent.

The red color was as clear as a gemstone washed by tears, surrounded by a circle of the original light blue of his pupils.

Wen Yinzhi, who usually looks cold with his eyes closed, actually has extremely beautiful eyes.

He has grown wide now, and the sharpness in his narrow eyes has been diluted by tears.

"What I don't understand is, why?" Wen Yinzhi asked, "It takes so much effort to make me see clearly again. It's much easier to choose someone else than me, so why does it have to be me?"

The red light in the woman's belly was weak. After Wen Yinzhi finished asking, its light seemed to be about to come out of the belly for a moment, which also allowed Wen Yinzhi to see clearly the scene under the belly.

That's a person.

Not a baby, but the size of a teenage boy.

No wonder the belly is so big.

"Isn't the purpose of choosing you obvious?" The woman's withered hands touched her face, which remained the same, "Because this woman's resentment has always been on you."

She seemed to feel that this was not enough, and added casually: "You accidentally killed an innocent person. Do you think destroying a pair of your own eyes can make that woman's resentment dissipate?"

"It's not enough." The green-faced ghost uttered human words, and the same voice as a woman kept repeating in Wen Yinzhi's ears, "Not enough!"

Wen Yinzhi just looked at the face of the young man in the woman's belly and felt as if he had seen it somewhere familiar.

He held the sword with an expressionless face, and the woman asked, "Do you think this person looks familiar?"

Mirages can already see people's thoughts, so Wen Yinzhi didn't find it strange that a woman would ask such a question.

But for some reason, the person in his belly suddenly opened his eyes.

The blur between his eyebrows seemed to be driven away by something, allowing Wen Yinzhi to see those eyes clearly.

Those are a pair of golden eyes, which are as sacred as the frost on the high mountains, making people dare not resist or look directly at them.

Such special eyes can make people regard her as a saint.

It is the existence of these eyes that makes people want to blaspheme.

Those eyes looked at Wen Yinzhi across the woman's belly, but for some reason they were filled with tears.

Just like the tears she shed when she tearfully asked Wen Yinzhi why he believed those people's words.

But he seemed to be crying for Wen Yinzhi.

The swamp squeezed Wen Yinzhi's chest and swallowed it together with the sword in his hand.

The Wangchuan Sword finally lit up with a faint light.

A huge gray long tail sprouted from behind the woman, and the red mist turned into a wolf above her head.

"Of course you will feel familiar, because this is the person you killed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wolf transformed from the red mist flew towards Wen Yinzhi.

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50 words is a hurdle. Not only do you get tired of reading this word count, but I also get tired of writing it.

So let Wen Yin know the details.

This book is truly beautiful and tragic. Beautiful and strong heroine, miserable for others...

Okay, it’s cold, let’s continue taking my girl to the canyon today!