Chapter 82 A Lot of Emotions
Jiang Yu did not stay where she was. As soon as the girl left, she immediately stood up and looked around at the environment here.
After his mind was no longer dizzy, Jiang Yu left the house directly in the direction the girl left.
The weather was sunny, the sun was shining brightly, and there was a gentle breeze blowing from time to time.
It's a nice day, but there's a battlefield down there.
After Jiang Yu left the house, he didn't know the specific direction of the girl's departure. He slightly lowered his head and walked aimlessly in the dilapidated village.
She took a look at her outfit. She saw a light blue dress with a layer of white gauze, which was the fairy-like style that her mother-in-law liked.
But it doesn't fit where she is now.
The slightly long skirt brushed the ground and was quickly soaked with blood on the ground. The red color spread upwards little by little along the hem of her skirt.
She could hardly find a piece of clean ground that was not soaked in blood to set her feet on.
Jiang Yu walked around the village and saw a large number of corpses. They looked like blood that would never dry up. She moved the tip of her nose slightly, and the smell of blood was so strong that the wind could not dissipate it. .
There was no one alive except her in the whole village. She even wandered around the village, but she still didn't see the evil cultivator that the girl said was driven out of the village. Jiang Yu couldn't find much information, so he could only follow the instructions. Go forward in the direction where the blood stains spread.
There is a war going on where she is, that's for sure.
And war is cruel.
As the biggest opponent of evil cultivators, the human race is the one who is violated and suffers the most damage.
On the blood-stained dirt road at Jiang Yu's feet, every time she walked a certain distance, there were corpses lying on the roadside or in the road. She endured the panic that spread from the bottom of her heart and looked at several human corpses. , not a single survivor was found.
Some people were covered in wounds, their faces could no longer be seen clearly, and they still held a broken sword tightly in their hands; some people set up a formation with their companions before they were alive, and struggled to support themselves until the evil cultivator's sword cut their throats, and they fell to the ground. In the formation. Someone died together with the demon, with his hands and feet tightly entangled with the demon until death. The demon's hand passed through his abdomen, and a long sword penetrated their hearts from behind.
Jiang Yu's blood-stained hands trembled slightly, and he was horrified to find that the corpse that died with the evil spirit was just an ordinary person.
He didn't look like a monk who stopped early. The wrinkles between his brows showed that he was not young, and he didn't have the remaining spiritual power to protect the body.
The nearby birds and beasts were affected by the evil spirit and spiritual power of the fight and did not dare to approach, so the body was barely intact.
Jiang Yu was well-trained, and the spiritual power of her body was always running to protect her, but she almost lost her balance and almost scratched her arm by the sword standing beside her.
Her face was pale, as if something exploded. The unbearable emotions suddenly flooded into her mind without giving her time to prepare. She staggered two steps and vaguely heard someone sighing in her ear.
Jiang Yu couldn't describe the emotions that poured into her mind. It seemed like she was feeling uncomfortable because of the brutality of the war, and she felt sad for the deaths of these people. There seemed to be a feeling that kept telling her that things shouldn't be like this.
Jiang Yu couldn't bear this menacing, violent and powerful emotion. Big tears kept falling from her eyes, so that she had to bend down to relieve the discomfort.
It's so uncomfortable.
She didn't want to be here anymore.
She couldn't stay any longer.
Why does she come here?
She should have spent a leisurely life with her mother on Xuyun Mountain, but if things didn’t work out, she would be with Wei Xu, Yuan Heng and the others——
Jiang Yu's body froze, and after a moment he was still breathing heavily. There was some confusion in his tearful eyes: "Yuan, Heng?"
(End of chapter)