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The Yujia King died, and a bigger crisis was happening.

The sky was dusty, and a large number of demon soldiers poured out continuously from the entrance of the demon world. The soldiers were divided into two groups, one part headed towards the capital of Lianguo, and the other headed towards Yangji Village, killing anyone they saw along the way.

On the originally refreshing road, the demonic energy raged, the green grass and flowers faded and were stained with blood.

The man's eyes were wide open in fear, and he fell on the side of the road in a bloody mess. He was trampled by the demon soldiers, and was even trampled into bloody mud.

This kind of situation was quickly spread, and it caused chaos in the towns and villages near the magic soldiers.

Fearing that the demon soldiers would come to their own village, their own home, they were in a state of anxiety, packed up their belongings in a hurry, and those who brought relatives and friends were ready to escape, and those who were reluctant to leave their homes were persuaded and persuaded again and again.

Before they packed their bags, the demon soldiers sensed the presence of people. They invaded the door like a flood of beasts, brandishing the scarlet and bloody weapons in their hands, and separated their bodies again. It was screaming and wailing.

The strong smell of blood wafted all over the field, despair and grief filled the world,

The raging fire burning under the Yin-Yang Heavenly Prison is like the Shenmo Mansion in the fire, and the flowing magma is like a blood-colored waterfall on the stairs.

It's more like a hint of the current situation, that people are in dire straits of purgatory.

On the wall of the fire, there were crystal drops of water, revealing a faint breath of grief.

Shen Yuexiu stood not far from the lava, nodded slightly, her eyes were listless, her hair was all hanging down, shaking lightly.

She covered her ears and eyes, only to see little tears dripping on the ground, steaming from the hot ground.

His hands were hanging on both sides of his thighs, clenched into fists unconsciously, trembling slightly.

With a hoarse voice, he said to himself: "He's right, I can't save anyone, and more people died because of me."

After killing King Yujia, he didn't feel happy after taking revenge at all, but became more dull.

Yu Jiawang's calm evil smile always flashed in his mind, or it was other smiles.

They take out their own evil thoughts, create black hearts, throw them into the world, create evil devils, and fill the world with killing.

He can now perceive that many people are losing their lives.

This land is now filled with more and more demons, death, fear, grief, despair, and resentment...

Shen Yuexiu questioned her abilities and actions, her heart was a little numb, and mixed with hatred, she felt terrified again, she didn't want to think, didn't dare to feel anymore, tried to shield her five senses, but she was still entangled in pain.

I just feel that my heart is twisting into a twist, my brain is falling into a dark bottomless abyss, getting deeper and deeper, he can't hear a sound, can't see anything, as if the world is dark, and he is alone, he just wants to keep falling , keep falling...

In the depths of the abyss, there is a hot molten lava. Yujia Wang looked at himself below, and smiled at himself, his feet approached unconsciously, wanting to go down and break his image.

At this moment, a child was out of breath and ran up staggeringly, pulling Shen Yuexiu back to reality.

When the little boy saw him, he held back the tears in his eyes, knelt down on the ground, and sobbed: "Please, little brother, save my parents and everyone..."

Shen Yuexiu looked indifferent and remained silent, as if she didn't hear his voice, more like a hard-hearted, heartless and indifferent person.

The little boy's voice was already a little hoarse, crying with difficulty breathing, and with the strength of forbearance, begging him over and over again with his immature throat.

Shen Yuexiu couldn't ignore his voice, she broke her defenses and looked at him.

The one who begged himself with a crying voice was the child who had eaten, drank and had fun together.

"Xiao Xia, get up quickly." He seemed to come back to his senses and regained his original temperament, and walked over quickly, dragging his arms with both hands.

On Xiaoxia's face, there was no innocent smile anymore, it was full of dust, tears and snot, and her big eyes were flustered, sad, afraid, begging, and more hopeful.

His body was full of wounds, which could be seen at a glance, the nails were worn out with pits and unevenness, and the crevices were filled with blood and mud.

"Little brother, hurry up and save my father and mother, rich and talented..." Xiao Xia stretched out her little hand covered in scars and blood, and tightly grasped Shen Yuexiu's clothes, when she opened her mouth, she almost burst into tears.

Shen Yuexiu looked above the lava, the giant egg was shining with hot light, as if telling him to go quickly, not to disappoint their sacrifice.

Shen Yuexiu had already made a decision, and with a feeling of depression in her heart, she followed Xiaoxi to Yangji Village.

Just seeing the demon soldiers killing people brutally, this is the first time he has seen large-scale demon soldiers slaughtering unarmed and weak people. Under their demon attack, they are like ants, sticking fish on the board.

Shen Yuexiu felt grief and pain in his heart, anger filled his mind, his eyes froze, and he immediately used kung fu in his hands, beating the magic soldier to the point of death and being unable to move.

Xiao Xia jumped over many corpses and ran to the side of a middle-aged man and woman, hoarse, shaking, wiping tears and crying for her parents.

Shen Yuexiu stepped forward, only to see a big hole in the woman's heart, and brains overflowing from the man's ear. He didn't need to probe hard to know that they were dead.

Xiao Xia ran over and grabbed his clothes, dragged him towards her parents, and asked him to save others eagerly.

Shen Yuexiu let him pull him no matter what, she didn't move, her eyes were dim, her emotions were unclear, and she said flatly: "They are already dead, Yuexiu can't save them."

Hearing this, Xiao Xia's voice trembled, and he said again and again: "You lied, you lied..." His voice grew louder and louder, blood in his throat could be faintly seen crawling up the base of his tongue.

He couldn't cry, howled loudly, the sound pierced Shen Yuexiu's ears, he stretched out his hand to comfort, but for some reason, he retracted it, just stood, looking at him sadly with quiet eyes.

After a while, with hatred in her eyes, Xiao Xia stood up straight from the ground, picked up a knife that was longer than others, her eyes were bloodshot, and she gritted her teeth: "I want revenge, I want to kill demons."

"You are not their opponent." Shen Yuexiu said.

"I'm not afraid of death. My parents were killed by them. I want revenge. I blame you. If you hadn't come late, my parents would not have died. I hate you, I hate you."

Xiao Xia stared at Shen Yuexiu with deep hatred in her eyes, and ran in another direction after shouting.

Shen Yuexiu's heart felt uncomfortable as if soaked in cold water. Looking at the corpse on the ground, she couldn't help raising her hand and slapped herself severely: "Shen Yuexiu, when did your heart become so cold and numb to the dead? ruthless."

Thinking of the face of An Tongsheng burned to death by the crowd, a tear fell from his face and fell into the red soil.

Thinking of the innocent child again, he couldn't help being startled, and quickly ran after him.