Don't run away, the author of the pit text

"Help me..."

Anhao, who was in samadhi, was awakened by the cry for help. She stepped out and saw Yingzi next door being held under the arm by a man in black. Yingzi's parents were already silent.

"Uncle Tie, Auntie Tie..." An Hao exclaimed, and seeing the man in black was about to leave, he slapped the man in black anxiously. The man in black didn't realize that An Hao was also a monk, so he just blocked it with his sword , but was beaten by Anhao, and Yingzi was snatched back by Anhao.

Chasing the beaten man in black, An Hao found that there were three or four men in black in the whole village, each carrying a child.

Thinking of the situation of Yingzi's family, An Hao knew that the adults of those families were also in danger, and she didn't care to see if there were any survivors. She had to stop those people from hurting other families in the village first.

The men in black seemed to have some special way of communicating, so there was no need for Anhao to search for them one by one. It seemed that they had agreed to deal with Anhao first. They put down their children and surrounded Anhao in a circle.

Although Anhao didn't learn any spells, the ice spirit power itself was extremely domineering, and those men in black didn't have much cultivation.

Anhao used guerrilla warfare and gradually gained the upper hand.

The whistling sound came from nowhere. The men in black were still concerned about the children around them, but at this moment they sacrificed strange spherical magic weapons and smashed them at various places in the village.

It's definitely not a good thing. Anhao ignored those men in black who were about to leave, and exhausted her whole body's cultivation to spread a thin layer of ice to cover the village.

The last explosion was over, and the ice cover dissipated, Anhao half-kneeled, and Yingzi was put together by her and those children. They were still asleep, but their parents never woke up again.

Feeling stuffy, Anhao didn't notice the person approaching behind her.

"Got you."

Anhao's neck hurts and she loses consciousness.

Anhao had a dream. In the dream, the town where she lived was quiet and peaceful. She had parents who loved her, and childhood friends. In the end, they were all destroyed by a group of men in black in one night. Remember, the leader of the man in black pierced his mother's body with a long sword. Finally, she dreamed that the sword was aimed at herself.

"Ah" screamed and stood up, Anhao gathered herself together, glanced around, looked at the decorations, it was neither the appearance of the village, nor her own sect, where is this?

"An An."

Probably startled by myself, a person came in outside.

Searching for memories, it was the senior sister who took good care of her, but Anhao was not happy. She not only remembered that this person took care of herself, but also remembered the voice of the person who knocked her out that night, and it was the same.

"Why doesn't An An talk, isn't it happy to see the senior sister?" An Qing squeezed An Hao's chin in displeasure, forcing the other party to look directly at her.

An Hao shook off An Qing's restraint: "Senior Sister, do you have anything to say?"

"...An'an has recovered?" An Qing just finds it interesting that the docile little pet has regained its irritating temperament. She likes the docile Anhao, but she also likes the occasionally disobedient Anhao.

An Hao still thought about An Qing's sudden appearance that night: "Why did Senior Sister knock me out?"

"Does An An want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

Ignoring the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Anqing's hand, Anhao didn't want to pay any more attention to Anqing, and walked out after throwing off the quilt.

An Qing grabbed An Hao with one hand, and crushed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with the other, "If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it."

"..." An Qing like this is completely different from what I remember, but fits the character of the heroines of the previous worlds, "Senior Sister killed Linhuai?"

"I didn't kill it..."

"Oh…"

"Who else could it be?"

"... "

An Hao's reaction turned into repulsion in An Qing's eyes, she was a little disappointed, but she didn't want to let go, the magic weapon hidden in her palm was almost about to be released, An Hao suddenly hugged An Qing.

"Senior Sister~" At that moment, An Hao seemed to have never changed, she was still the same silly An Hao.

An Qing took back the magic weapon, coaxed An Hao to sleep, An Qing gently pushed the door out, the warmth in her eyes dissipated instantly, her An Hao finally played tricks on her.

An Hao also opened her eyes after An Qing left. Even if it is the heroine, even if the other party feels very familiar to her, but her own disaster and the almost destruction of the village may be related to that person. How could she restore an intimate attitude with Anqing without any grievances? She felt that murderous aura.