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929. Forgotten River 【4】

Not only that, she also saw black shadows one after another in the river.

Like fish swimming in the water.

However, they do not have the peaceful and free expressions of fish.

The black shadows slowly expanded and expanded, just like the shadows of one person after another.

Luo Qingyue immediately opened her eyes wide and stared closely at the figure in the river.

Not one person, but countless people. They look like old people, middle-aged people, children...

Everyone seemed to be in pain, and looked at her with such longing eyes, gathering in the river below her, wanting to stretch out their hands to reach her, but they couldn't get away from the water in the river.

Vaguely, looking at the moving crowd in front of her, Luo Qingyue seemed to see a scene that seemed like something from another life.

In the midst of the raging fire, a woman in white stood in the fiery red fire, looking at the corpses one by one. Their expressions were panic, fear, and horror...

The woman in white just stood in the fire, letting the fire burn, but it couldn't burn the skirt of the woman in white.

Among all the corpses, only the woman in white is alive.

The fire is burning, but the blood slowly merges into the river water, so red and so dazzling...

Until a figure slowly walked from the distance. It was a man with a tall and straight figure. However, Luo Qingyue could not see his face clearly.

He came against the light, and a layer of dark red light appeared all over his body. He held a sword in his hand, but the sword was dripping with blood.

Ever since the woman put her eyes on the sword and watched the blood dripping down, a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips.

The fire behind him formed an unparalleled sky curtain, blooming suddenly behind the woman in white!

Cries for help reached Luo Qingyue's ears.

"Sister, help me, help me..."

"Save us, we have been here for thousands of years, please save us..."

"..."

"Ah -" Luo Qingyue looked up to the sky and screamed. It hurt, it hurt. Her brain, her body, and even her heart without a heartbeat were in pain like pulling.

"Who are you? Who are you? Why... why do you want to talk to me..." Luo Qingyue shook her head violently and clasped her hands firmly on the edge of the Naihe Bridge.

She looked down at the people under the bridge. For some reason, looking at their begging desire and their hopeful eyes, she felt stupid. She couldn't do anything. Those children and those old people were so innocent. Why were they?

Can't get freedom?

Why are all the people trapped in the Wangchuan River, unable to reincarnate...

They are all children and old people...

"Tell me, who are you..." Pain swept through Luo Qingyue's body, making her tremble.

"Wow!" Luo Qingyue felt a sharp pain in her heart and spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood sprayed and fell into the Wangchuan River below.

It immediately caused a group of people to grab it frantically.

After a while, the river water, which originally had a hint of red, turned yellow again.

"mother!"

"Qingyue!"


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