This place is close to the entrance of the village. Ye Ming pointed out that there is a strong smell of blood. The implication is that without a sufficient number of dead people, the smell of blood would not be so strong.
Yun Lingyuan felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her eyes were dull, and she couldn't cry anymore.
Towards the entrance of the village, I raised my legs and ran quickly!
After running for a mile continuously, the archway at the entrance of the village was right in front of her, and Yun Lingyuan finally regained some sense.
Remembering that Qian Yang might still be waiting for her to fall into a trap in the village, she intentionally or unintentionally leaned behind Ye Ming beside her, and at the same time quietly used Bi Ling Ye's divine power to activate the breath gathering technique.
There are three levels of breath-containing techniques:
And she has mastered all three levels to perfection. Before, her spiritual power was intermittent and not enough to maintain. But now it is different.
With the magical power of Bi Lingye as the backing, her spiritual power will almost never be out of control. Her ability to control spirits is extremely strong. The technique of gathering breath does not require much spiritual power at all. She has enough spiritual power to hold her breath and walk all the time.
use.
The use of 'truncation and invisibility' makes people ignore her existence at first glance and regard her as nothing.
She had already thought that if Qian Yang suddenly came out, she would use this breath-condensing technique to buy her some time and she would run for her life!
Ye Ming, who was walking in front of her, suddenly felt that she suddenly disappeared. Looking back, at first glance, she was not there. But Ye Ming clearly knew that she was behind him. He slightly adjusted his spiritual power to his blue eyes, and sure enough, she was there.
Seeing that she is still around.
Breath-holding technique?
His eyes narrowed slightly. Although her spiritual veins were completely damaged and her Dantian was destroyed, she was still able to use the breath-condensing technique. It seemed that she really had a secret in her body.
Yun Lingyuan naturally didn't notice his look, because there were two corpses lying strewn about under the archway at the entrance of the village. Both had their chests and abdomens cut off, and they were covered in blood and flames, blooming like flowers on the other side.
Yun Lingyuan just took one look and felt that her mind was blown into chaos and her hands and feet were all weak...
She ran over one step at a time, "Uncle Liu, Aunt Three..."
Yun Lingyuan followed Yun Niang in the village to treat everyone and teach pharmacology. She was very popular in the village. There were about a hundred people in the village, and everyone in the neighborhood knew each other by familiar faces.
They were villagers from the Medicine Garden Village. When they walked to the village entrance, they were probably going out of the city to sell medicinal herbs.
There were scattered dried herbs not far from the corpse. The basket containing the herbs had rotted into several pieces, and even more debris was flying in the wind, which must have been broken by the sword energy.
Going further inside, Yun Lingyuan became even more dizzy.
The whole village of Yaopu Village is not big. The village is built at the bottom of a long and narrow crack in the plain. There are more than a hundred people and dozens of households. Everyone's wooden houses and small courtyards are basically located next to each other.
On these two rainy days, no one was drying herbs in front of their houses, and no one went out to take shelter from the rain. The doors of the houses were closed tightly, and the whole village was unusually quiet.
After walking through several courtyards, the doors of village houses were ajar, long and short. After several deep and shallow splashes, there were still bright red drops of blood hanging on the wooden doors. I could vaguely see a lifeless figure lying in the corner of the door.
Yun Lingyuan's face was pale, and she was walking behind Ye Ming. Her heart felt as if it was dead, and she didn't know if it was beating. It hurt her to even breathe, but she didn't dare to push open the wooden doors of those families.
The village was eerily quiet, even the chirping of birds flying overhead was filled with desolation.
"Ye Ming, where are the people in the village? Where have everyone gone?"
Yun Lingyuan was now frightened and frightened, with tears in her eyes, and her hands and legs were trembling with weakness.
She didn't even add the word 'gongzi' when she called Ye Ming, and she didn't even notice it.
At this moment, she could hardly tell the difference between north, south, east, and west, and her breath-containing technique was no longer effective. Ye Ming could hear her heartbeat beating like a thunder drum in chaos!
Ye Ming reminded lightly, "Pay attention to your emotions."
After walking for a while, the two of them had arrived at the broad square in the village. This place is where children usually play, where adults practice archery, where major and minor events in the village are announced, and where banquets are held. It can accommodate everyone in the village at one time.
people.
At this moment, there were many corpses lying on the side in a scattered manner, as if they were suddenly hunted while the villagers were doing their usual activities. The villagers showed no signs of resistance. They probably fell down and died before they could react.
The chests of these corpses were all affected by the effects of septicemia. The blood flames bloomed with large flowers of the other side, and rivers of blood flowed under their bodies.
"Uncle Wang, Uncle Song."
On the high platform in the northwest corner, two strong men were lying with their chests cut open. Blood spattered all over the floor, mixed with the wet mud and sand. They were the most powerful men in the village. It was said that they could condense the spirit and shoot an arrow quickly and accurately.
They shot the big man running against the wolf to death. There were bows and arrows beside them, so they were obviously practicing archery at that time.
Yun Lingyuan then searched for more familiar faces, villagers who could be named and villagers who couldn't be named, all of them were in the same miserable situation.
"Grandma Mei, Xiaohu, Brother Chen, Third Uncle, Granny Liu..."
She only felt that someone was stabbing her heart to pieces. She held on for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground. Covering her cry, she kowtowed to the corpses one after another.
She knew in her heart that she was the one who caused the death!!
At this moment, I was filled with regret and anger that had nowhere to vent, and my heart was broken.
Ye Ming stood to one side, but he let her cry and worship her, his face expressionless and indifferent.
It wasn't until a voice pierced the air in the distance that it was urgently transmitted to her, "Hide!"
Ye Ming flies out, as if to divert the thousands of suns away,
She cheered up and quickly hid in a corner to make sure that her breath-containing technique was still in good condition. Then she heard Qianyang's deafening voice: "You think you can do nothing if you kill a few of my clones? Wait for me.
Destroy you first!!"
Ye Ming flew up to the eaves, a plain blue robe fluttering in the wind, and played the Blue Magic Flute gracefully. The sound of the flute spread far and wide, but it seemed that Qian Yang was not afraid of this. With a movement of his body, Yun Lingyuan
Seeing Qian Yang's body glowing with purple light,
The color of spiritual power is purple! Fusion stage!
This Qian Yang is actually his true form!
Yun Lingyuan didn't care to look at their battlefield, but Qian Yang's true body was here. So, where is Yun Niang?
Huan Ye was a well-known "illusion genius" in the Phantom Clan at that time. Later, as the guardian of the goddess, he married the goddess Suyin. They had a daughter, Feng Ling Xiao'er, who was also her.
But her father had been dead for fifteen years, so how could she have any apprentices?
Yun Lingyuan remained silent and gave him a look from afar, indicating that she was willing to tell him.
He snuck all the way back to his small courtyard by touching the corner of the wall. The tall osmanthus tree at the door of the house was cut in half in front of the house. The entire wooden house was burning with fire, and most of the house showed the chaos after the battle.
Yun Lingyuan was tightly tied to a string. She had just witnessed the tragic death of the entire village. At this moment, if something happened to Yun Niang again, it would definitely be the last straw for her.