Nightfall

> A wound appeared on Sang Sang's forehead, and the blood shed slowly. I don't know if it was because her small face was too pale.

She looked at the little boy with a look of uncertainty, wondering why he had hit himself with a stone. When she wanted to understand, the expression became more bleak and sad, but she didn't say anything.

Lu Chenjia saw this scene clearly, and for some reason, there was a hint of pity in her heart. Qu Ni Madi sneered, unabashedly covering the pleasure in the laughter.

Sang Sang was sad and sad, but she didn't say anything, just quietly lay in Ning's lack of shoulders, because she didn't want him to be affected by this matter, and she knew he was not too good now.

But she was hit by a stone, and Ning Que might not know how. He looked sideways at the little boy, holding the scabbard in his left hand, and began to slowly pull Park knife out of the sheath.

Qu Ni Madi sneered, and Yin Yu said: "Ning Que, you are really cold-blooded!"

Lu Chenjia's expression changed slightly, pleading for the little boy: "He is just a child ..."

Ning Quexiang didn't hear them at all, and Park Dao already had half of her scabbard pulled out. He looked at the little boy, and he couldn't see any expression on his **** face, so he became more terrible.

The little boy wowed and cried again.

In the crowd, the seven masters looked at Ning Que and felt slightly regretful. Shen Sheng said: "Mr. Thirteen, the surrounding of Baita Temple today is all the fault of my Buddhism. I will bear it with all my strength. . "

At that time, the little boy was next to Ning Que. As long as Ning Que had a knife, he would definitely die. Although the seven monks in Xuankong Temple were powerful, but there was no way to stop it.

Ning Que was forced into desperation today and fled to this place. There are countless murders. Covered with blood, the state of mind has long been numb and cold to the extreme, let alone these people in the field. Even a master or brother, I am afraid that he will not be able to stop him from cutting the little boy under the sword.

The whole world can be in this situation. There is only one person who can stop him.

Sang Sang leaned on his shoulder, shook his head, and said tiredly, "No."

Ning Que's hand holding the knife handle stiffened slightly.

Many years ago, they were in the depths of Minshan, and together they killed Grandpa. Before leaving the hunting house, he released the two little rock sheep who were very precious food to them at the time of Sang Sang, who was still a little girl. .

The story of the year. It seems to be reappearing today.

Ning Que withdrew the knife into the sheath and used the tip of the sheath to pick up the little boy who was still crying and frightened behind the crowd.

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There were many dead bodies lying on the bank of the lake, and many seriously injured people groaned in the pool of blood.

Ning Que looked at the temple wall in the distance. Found so many people killed. It turned out that I had walked a dozen feet or so and wanted to leave. There is still a long way to go, how many people will be killed.

Suddenly feeling a little tired, he lowered his head.

Sang Sang grasped the cuff with his fingers and gently wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve.

Ning Que raised his head, untied the ropes around his arms, and continued to walk forward.

Qu Nimadi and Lu Chenjia, don't know why he let himself go, stunned in place.

Very strange things happened at this time.

Ning Que walked forward, the people stopped in front of him gradually separated, and became very quiet, the silence was faster than fear of infection, the noisy screams behind the crowd gradually stopped.

Even those Buddhism monks fell silent, and did not continue to proclaim the Buddhist chants and chant the sutras.

The violent crowd in the White Pagoda Temple gradually calmed down.

No one can understand what is causing the present silence. Ning Que can't understand it. Seven Masters can't understand it. Qu Nimadi can't understand it. If Haotian is overlooking the world, it probably won't.

Because of fear, so angry, Ning Que is tired at this time, people's fear seems to be less, so no longer as angry as before? Or has he killed enough people that the crowd was deterred?

Or is it because he has been killing people, so people want to kill him, at this time he no longer kills people, so people are not willing to risk their lives to rush forward to kill him?

Ning Que walked through the pool of blood and looked at the faces of the dead and wounded with Yu Guang, then he looked up at the faces of countless people in the crowd.

Those faces are very ordinary, and I can't find them in the streets of Chaoyang City. However, these faces have their own emotions and sorrows, and they all have their own stories, and many people's stories end today.

The crowd gradually separated in front of him, like the sea separated a passage.

Ning Que walked tiredly in the crowd with Sang Sang behind him. The blood dripped continuously along his hair. The blood had solidified earlier, making his hair stick together and looked very embarrassed.

Looking at him and the daughter of Pluto on his back, the expression on people's faces is very complicated, most of the faces are full of fear, half of the people's faces are mixed with happiness, and a few people still have anger on their faces, But no matter how different the emotions are, their eyes are the same when they look at Ning Que.

It was looking at alien eyes. In people's eyes, Ning Que covered with blood is the devil, the guardian of the underworld, and a ruthless beast, but in short, this person is not a person.

There was silence in the White Pagoda Temple, and I could only hear Ning Que ’s footsteps. Countless people looked at him silently, still holding the shovel and bricks in his hands, his eyes full of hatred and anger, and his body leaning back But they exposed the extreme fears in their hearts, and all these merged together, it became an absolute indifference.

The crowd divides like the sea, and the way is not to welcome, but to send you away thousands of miles away, just like the sheep on the wilderness, sending a sheep that learns to eat sheep and eventually turns into evil wolf.

This is probably the feeling of being abandoned by the world-Ning Que wiped his **** hands on his clothes, then stretched his shoulders and patted Sang Sang's small face.

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That powerful breath is close to ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ning Que speeds up, according to Sansang's previous calculations, it is still within time, as long as the crowd in front of him no longer continues to attack himself, and the seven masters obviously have not shot the meaning of.

Qu Nimadi looked at the figure farther and farther in front of her, her body suddenly shivered violently.

She is different from the seven masters and the people in the field. She never cares whether Sangsang is the daughter of Pluto. She only wants Ning Que to die and avenge her own man and son.

The sign of An Lining ’s lack of patting on her body has gradually dissipated, and her thoughts and cultivation are back in her body. She drank abruptly, her figure swept forward suddenly, and she took a picture of Sang Sang behind Ning Que. !

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(I'm so tired ... the number of chapters in the previous chapter was wrong, and chapter three was written a little before half)