Mo Heng glanced at the corpses scattered all over the mountains and plains, his pale expression without any trace of blood. After a while, he muttered to himself in a low voice, his face full of confusion, "What on earth did these warriors go through in the darkness?"
After the darkness spread across the valley, he was also swallowed up by the darkness.
but…
Unlike these dead warriors, Mo Heng did not encounter any crisis. Even the mysterious voice coming from the darkness only asked him some news about Senior Chi and then silenced the ruins. Even if it was full of ancient coercion,
The voice also reminded him to be quiet and not make any noise, but he never took action.
Because of this.
In Mo Heng's opinion, there should be no danger in the endless darkness! So if there is no danger, how did these warriors die?
"Judging from the expressions of these warriors before they died, they should have seen something terrifying. Moreover, their appearance after death was extremely ferocious. Their bodies were covered with scars as if they had been torn apart by ferocious beasts. Some warriors even had scars on their faces.
Nothing wrong, the body became a puddle of flesh and blood."
Mo Heng analyzed it.
If we say that these 100,000 Nanshan warriors who had no contact with him encountered some terrifying beasts in the dark, maybe this can be explained. But... this valley is not the only one on the edge of the entire northwest land.
, countless dead bodies were piled up, and looking around, almost every valley that appeared in Mo Heng's field of vision had such a scene.
Could it be that this place…
Has a high-level ferocious beast really appeared? Will all the warriors here be slaughtered?
Think about it carefully.
It doesn’t seem impossible!
"The ancestor of Muqian Palace must have been looking for that giant face." Mo Heng thought of something and was suddenly startled! He had thought before that the strength of the giant face must be quite high, otherwise it would not be worthy of the mighty man.
Such attention was paid to them. Now it seems that...these creatures who died in the valley were most likely wiped out by that giant face.
There are only such horrible things.
It can be done easily and massacre these millions of weak creatures!
"Where is the ancestor of Muqian Palace? Where is he?"
Suddenly, Mo Heng's eyes fell on the surrounding valley, wanting to find the body of Ancestor Xu Tian.
It's a pity that he is destined to be disappointed.
Several hours passed, and the sky became gloomy. Mo Heng did not see the figure of Xutian Ancestor, only the corpses full of them, decaying in the years.
"Damn! Are you really treating us warriors as bait?"
Mo Heng was very angry in his heart. Even though he had known for a long time that these 100,000 Nanshan warriors who came to the northwest would not be able to return safely, but seeing such a scene, he still couldn't help but feel angry in his heart! This is simply treating a living being.
His life is like a piece of grass!
What happened to being weak?
Because they are weak, can they be used as chess pieces and allowed to be manipulated? Even the Daoling Dynasty would not be so cruel as to use the lives of millions of creatures to play games!
"A hundred thousand warriors from Nanshan are really so cold-hearted?"
Mo Heng was very frustrated.
This is the way of the world, the ancient road of the world!
But he also had no choice. How could he, a warrior in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, easily shake and change a decision that was as powerful as that of a powerful person? Those existences were beyond his reach, high and high, like a god's residence.
The will is spread in the hometown of Shiwan Nanshan, affecting thousands of living beings!
"Brother Xu?"
Wandering back and forth among the mountains, it was in vain! Mo Heng's heart trembled suddenly. Then his eyes fell firmly on the man who was pressed by countless corpses, with only his head exposed!
The other party was the one who was...
Asahi, who once fled with him in the northwest, but was a step too slow in the end, was also swallowed by the darkness!
"How could...how could this happen?"
When Mo Heng saw Queen Mother Xu, his expression suddenly became helpless, he muttered to himself, and was a little lost. After returning from the mysterious space, his thoughts always stayed on the secrets of the Jingshui Tribe and the stalwart figure he saw when he left.
Even when I saw the corpses all over the sky, I just felt helpless and angry.
Because ultimately…
Those warriors who had died had no interaction with him. However, when he saw the corpses of his former friends, he could not calm down and his body began to tremble.
Until this moment.
Mo Heng suddenly remembered that besides himself, there were many good friends who came to the northwest! Even Huo Ming was among them.
Before, Mo Hengdu thought...
Huo Ming has been wandering alone in the darkness, suffering helplessness and desolation alone. But now, his heart can't help but be afraid, and he even doesn't want to believe it.
Will...
Huo Ming was also buried here like these dead warriors.
"No! It's impossible! Ming'er won't die!" Mo Heng really felt like he was going crazy. This feeling was like losing a certain part of his body, and even his soul began to become numb.
He stood there for a long time.
Mo Heng's dull body slowly dug out Xu Tai, who was pressed by flesh and blood, from the sea of people. The other party's dead body was also full of hideous scars, and even the blood on the body was completely condensed.
.
"Brother Xu, I'm sorry..."
Mo Heng looked at the man in his arms with a blank look, "If I hadn't had so many worries, if I had... noticed the master's intentions of the Muqi Palace earlier, you... you wouldn't have died either."
He blames himself now.
I recall that these warriors who were friends with each other had celebrated Huo Ming's breakthrough to the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm together in the mountains of the west. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, they were already separated by heaven and man, each on the same side.
This huge gap gave Mo Heng a very unreal feeling.
But I forgot.
After all, he is just a weak Spiritual Transformation Realm warrior. Many times, he has no control over many things.
tread…
tread…
The sound of footsteps echoed leisurely in the desolate mountains.
Mo Heng held Xu Tai in his arms and carefully shuttled under the sea of people. Sometimes, he didn't even dare to look at the corpses at his feet, for fear that any dead warrior would look like Huo Ming.
He left not long ago.
Mo Heng was still thinking about finding a secluded place for Mrs. Xu to use as a tomb. However, his gaze was in the crowd and he accidentally saw Ling Tian's body. Originally, Ling Tian had a very mature appearance and was a bit glamorous.
A woman. But the way she died was extremely terrifying and she looked extremely disgusting.
"Sister-in-law Xu!"
Mo Heng's voice was choked with sobs. He had been restraining himself from looking at the corpse at his feet, but sometimes fate was so coincidental. With just a casual glance, he saw a familiar friend.
After seeing Ling Tian.
The last trace of fantasy in Mo Heng's heart was completely shattered. There was nothing we could do about it. When people are in despair, they encounter even more desperate things. Fantasy? It's out of the question. Even if Huo Ming didn't die in these countless valleys
But in Mo Heng's heart, the other party was also dead.
human heart.
Sometimes it's just so weak.
"Sister-in-law Xu... I..." Mo Heng held Mrs. Xu's body and walked slowly to Ling Tian. Then he looked at her tragic death with his face twitching. The picture in his mind seemed to be frozen in the original scene of Zheng Xianbai.
On the peak, Lingtian smiled and asked him when he would marry Huo Ming.
The original Ling Tian.
She was both gentle and touching, but there was no way she could compare to the ferocious-looking woman in front of her.
"I'm sorry...it's all my fault! It's all me...it was my hesitation that hurt you." Mo Heng took everything on himself. He didn't have many friends, and he cherished everyone.
.
Xu Tai is like this, Ling Tian is also the same.
After blaming himself, Mo Heng's dull body dug Ling Tian out of the sea of consciousness. On the way, because of his stiffness, he accidentally knocked Xu Tai's body to the ground, and he began to apologize again and again, with tears in his eyes.
Get rosy.
"I'm sorry! It's all my fault! It's all my fault..."
In this way, Mo Heng held Lingtian in one hand and Xu Tai in the other, and continued to move forward in the sea of corpses. Not long after, he saw Lu Shan. That moving woman who was also born in Beilu and finally drifted to Shiwannan Mountain
.
But Lu Shan at this moment.
But she couldn't be called beautiful. There were eye-catching scarlet blood stains in her cyan gauze skirt. Half of her body was torn in half, and one leg was missing. Her ferocious face also showed an expression of disbelief.
The look of panic.
After Mo Heng saw her.
He also stepped forward and muttered to himself for a while, and finally couldn't help but cry. Among the thousands of waves and peaks, only Lu Shan stood in front of him regardless of her own safety, and talked to Huo Ming about everything.
The sisters mentioned above. Among the western mountains, apart from Xu Chan and Chen Yang, Lu Shan is the one closest to Mo Heng!
I didn’t expect…
She also died in this valley; died in the calculations of the ancestor of Muqidian Palace; died in a helpless and sad fate.
After dragging Lu Shan up, Mo Heng continued to walk in the sea of corpses, like a zombie. His eyes were empty, like a corpse without a soul.
Then…
He saw Fan Jun who died tragically.
Mo Heng didn't have a good impression of Fan Jun. Who let this kid pester Huo Ming all day long? But even so, he blamed himself for a long time in front of Fan Jun's dead body. Then he was about to die.
Fan Jun helped him up and continued to move forward.
A friend who was entrusted by Mo Heng.
Because they all gathered together when darkness fell, he could see them in the same valley. However, after walking for a long time, he didn't see Huo Ming's body. His empty eyes could not help but reveal a few traces of them.
Unusual color.
"Ming'er... Isn't Ming'er dead?"
Mo Heng said tremblingly, but at this moment, his body suddenly froze in place, and then he threw himself madly and desperately into the sea of corpses in the distance.