The strong smell of blood spreads, including chains, weapons, instruments of torture, red-hot iron and... children.
Her eyes fell on the girl in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. She looked to be only seven or eight years old, with a thin body. Her squatting and huddled body seemed to be just a small ball. Her ragged clothes could see the eye-catching...
All that is left of the back is skin and bones, so the bones of the back are particularly obvious.
Her little face is pale and without any color, but she is such a child who looks like a beggar, but her facial features are exquisite and beautiful. Her black pupils are as innocent as a deer, sparkling with tears, clearly showing her fear of the world.
When Gu Niansheng saw the little girl, for some reason, her heart suddenly trembled, and an indescribable sadness spread in her heart.
Seeing that she was weak and helpless, she was forced to pick up a weapon to protect herself, and saw her former friend stabbing her with a dagger, and she complained silently, from the initial red eyes to the indifference and hollowness later.
She seemed to see her heart gradually being closed, leaving only indifference and cruelty.
Gu Niansheng slowly walked forward step by step, wanting to comfort the poor injured girl, but the moment she was about to arrive, she met those deep blood-red eyes.
And what was reflected in those eyes was herself.
Wake up instantly!
Gu Niansheng woke up from this illusion in an instant, but that look was deeply imprinted in her mind. It was clearly unfamiliar, yet she felt so familiar.
She couldn't help but put her hand on her chest, which was pinching and hurting. The pain seemed to be contagious, and her head also hurt.
An indescribable familiar emotion gradually spread, and the pictures kept replaying in my mind. It was not a shocking bright red, but vivid pictures began to emerge one after another.
The smell of blood seemed to suddenly become very familiar.
After Gu Niansheng came back to his senses, he saw that the halo in front of his eyes turned into blood color at some point. It was not red, but blood color.
Others still had their eyes closed, immersed in everyone's thoughts.
She noticed that the apertures of other people also changed slightly, but she could tell through their expressions that what they saw was different.
"Why is this happening?"
Gu Niansheng frowned. She had never seen such a scene before, but could that little girl be herself?
She could not remember any memories before the age of sixteen.
No matter how much I think about it, it just goes blank, and the face of the little girl just now is clearly very similar to hers, but has she really experienced such a cruel past?
She was very confused about her past. She didn't know what kind of childhood she had spent. She might have lived a very hard life, or she might have been adopted by a kind person. She had thought about many possibilities, but she had never thought of such a cold and desolate life.
Horrible past.
How desperate that is.
"Maybe...it's just an illusion."
She thought about it carefully again, how could she be like her when she was already very good at martial arts at such a young age? She had no talent for cultivation in her previous life. This life was better than her previous life, but she had only been practicing for a short time.
Just when Gu Niansheng calmed down, others seemed to be gradually waking up from the illusion. Some were calm and some were frightened, with various reactions. When Gu Niansheng looked again, he found that his aperture had turned black again.
gold.
There was no change in the apertures of the other people around her, as if the change in the aperture just now was just a dazzle in her eyes, but she was sure that she had seen it correctly, but she just didn't understand what it meant.
