"I am a witch...I can kill people..." the girl said weakly.

The raging flames burned, and people seemed to want to burn the boy to death together... In this way, their sins would be buried forever with the embers of the flames.

As long as all the good guys die and all the bad guys live, then black and white can be reversed, and good and bad can be interchanged.

But in the flames, the young man shouted resolutely: "No!"

Everything was frozen, and the dream was solidified by invisible power. Xiao Yao's consciousness blurred for a moment and then he woke up completely. He looked at Xiao Lian, who was protected in his arms, a little sluggishly.

Xiao Lian said softly: "Thank you... It would be great if you were really here at that time."

Only then did Xiao Yao realize that he had actually entered this dream woven by Xiao Lian with his memory blocked. This place... was probably the fear that Xiao Lian had not been able to forget for more than a hundred years.

Dead friends, crazy people, burning flames, everything is filled with despair.

His own behavior may be the only light of hope in this crazy despair... Unfortunately, more than a hundred years ago, when that scene really happened, Xiao Lian was not with him.

Xiao Yao let go of Xiao Lian and took a few steps back. The girl with a delicate face still stained with tears slowly stood up and stared at him with uncertain eyes.

The crowds of people left, those who remained in Xiao Lian's memory, and those who were the culprits of this painful tragedy all disappeared like grains of sand weathered by time. One hundred years have passed, no matter what the original

Whether the victims are confused or resentful, these people are no longer in this world.

The enemy has died long ago, and no matter how much you want to take revenge, it is too pale.

So sometimes, what everyone thinks is not necessarily correct. Sometimes, only by breaking away from the self-brainwashing remarks of the small group you belong to, can you achieve true sobriety - but this kind of sobriety is often confused by ignorant people.

Think it's stupid.

The wounds on the corpses healed and the blood disappeared. They stood up again one by one, standing behind Xiao Lian. Their bodies were all deformed and looked like they had

These are unacceptable, but Xiao Yao, who has experienced all this, does not want to judge their shortcomings at all.

They are just...a group of ordinary poor people who want to live well...

The silent gaze lasted for a long time, and Xiao Lian finally said softly: "Xiao Yao, you win. In fact, my entire existence relies on my ability. The moment your ability terminates my ability

... I can no longer exist... This illusion may be the last persistence of a little girl who refuses to admit defeat... Thank you for not letting me down. I am convinced that I lost to you."

"I... know..." Xiao Yao didn't know how to face it. To be fair, Xiao Lian was the most uncomfortable enemy he had ever faced. To be honest, Xiao Lian was not strong, but Xiao Yao was

I can't always harden my heart and face her.

"Of course, I also have a bit of revenge on you. Although this illusion only lasts for about ten minutes in the real time flow of the outside world, I can extend it to more than a hundred years..." Xiao Lian laughed at himself.

He smiled and said, "I originally thought that even if you win, it won't make you happy. Although it can't hurt you, repeating this illusion tens of thousands of times will be enough to drive you completely crazy... But I still didn't expect it.

, in the first illusion, you did something that surprised us all..."

"This is what I should do... Sometimes I really hope that I can be there at that time, at least then you won't be so lonely." Xiao Yao sighed, and suddenly a new thought came to his mind.

"Thank you very much. At least...it's a bit cheesy to say that there are still good people in this world." Xiao Lian wiped away the tears on her face, and a smile from the heart rippled on her delicate little face, "Xiao Yao

, the real Wudu... is actually not a dead city. Before I regained consciousness, those things spread out on their own and used their strength to kill many people. It was the flesh and blood forest you encountered outside, and that was all. But

When I woke up, I ended the murderous nature of the black mist."

"Sure enough, you didn't really want to kill anyone. It's enough for me to know this." Xiao Yao chose to believe it, because Xiao Lian no longer needed to lie at this time.

"Although I still let

The black fog eroded everyone in the entire Wudu, but they all just fell into a deep sleep, using the power of dreams to support the hypocritical Wudu... After you go back, you can easily find them in the Wudu city that has returned to normal.

There are probably still some eyeballs left on my body, which is a sequelae, but these eyeballs will disappear soon after my death."

Xiao Lian is a kind-hearted girl, and has always been. A hundred years later, Wudu no longer has her enemies. Her original kindness prevented her from taking the lives of those people, even if most of those people were herself.

Descendants of enemies.

Of course, she had killed people. She was reborn from the ashes a hundred years ago and massacred many groups of crazy people. Now, a hundred years later, when her consciousness has not yet been restored, her unconscious overflowing power also killed many people. But Xiao Yao put himself in Xiao Yao's shoes.

After thinking about it, if it were him, he would probably kill even more people.

Xiao Lian was originally just an ordinary kind-hearted girl. She was not the Virgin. How could a normal person endure such hatred? What's more, she was already about to die, and everything was over.

Xiao Lian turned around and apologized sincerely to the people standing behind her: "Then...that's it, it's time for us to leave...Everyone, I'm sorry to keep your souls with me for messing around.

We are all very tired after such a long time..."

Among those people, Xiao Yao saw Boss Zhao, whom he had once suspected, as well as the hotel owner, the proprietress of the street tavern, the old man who was always sunbathing on the street corner... More than a thousand people from Wudu were all here.

.

Xiao Lian created a hypocritical dock for them, hoping to give these innocent victims a happy life, but those hypocritical docks have dissipated like bubbles, and Xiao Lian can't even maintain their souls.

arrive.

Those figures were shaking like an old TV with bad display, almost on the verge of dissipating. They could no longer speak. But from their expressions, you could clearly see their apology and apology to the girl.

Loving.

They don't resent Xiao Lian, they never have.
Chapter completed!