Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 113: Instant Change 1
But it's useless, everything around is nothing but white thick fog.

How could this be?How could this be?
"Grandma, where are you? Why is there no one?"

Leng Ran kept calling, yelling, and burst into tears.

swish swish...

There was a slight rustling sound, Leng Ran stood up, and suddenly a familiar silhouette appeared in the white thick fog.

This is?The big pagoda tree at the entrance of Walnut Bay Village!

grandmother!

Leng Ran rushed over recklessly, and gradually, gradually, a familiar hut appeared in sight.

That was her and grandma's home, Shen's courtyard!
grandmother!

Pushing open the door and entering, the red all over the ground reflected Leng Ran's eyes, her eyes widened, and she saw an extremely familiar figure lying on the ground pooled with blood, motionless, with sparse white hair scattered. The whole place was covered in blood!

"No! Granny, grandma!"

In an instant, Leng Ran's world collapsed, and she rushed over like crazy, holding Shen Fengxian's bloody head and crying heartbreakingly.

How could this be?how so!
Who is it, who is it!
The thin clothes were permeated by blood, Shen Fengxian's unrepentant head was in his arms, his eyes were wide open, the disbelief in those eyes made the whole pupils bumpy, it was hard to imagine what she went through before she died that made her so unbelievable expression.

"Grandma, how can you leave Ran'er, how can you leave Ran'er"

A corner of Leng Ran's heart collapsed, she wrapped Shen Fengxian's head tightly, tears mixed with blood, it was her fault, she should have come back sooner, why didn't she come back sooner?Why?
Regret, despair, and helplessness instantly overwhelmed Leng Ran, preventing her from coming out of her grief for a long time.

"Woooooooooo... so scary..."

Suddenly, a low-pitched crying sound mixed with trembling sounds, Leng Ran was taken aback, and his eyes darkened from crying slowly looked towards the source of the sound.

crunch--

Although the voice was soft, the slightly trembling broken dustpan still made Leng Ran's eyes condense slightly.

where is anyone?

anyone?

This cognition flashed through Leng Ran's mind, and then she rushed over like crazy.

Behind the dustpan, the hair is fluffy, the body is covered with blood, the eyes are extremely frightening, and the thin body is curled up inside and trembling.

"Liu... Aunt Liu?"

Leng Ran was startled when she saw the woman's face clearly, and couldn't help crying out.

"Ah—don't, don't, don't kill me, I don't know anything, don't kill me, please, please don't kill me..."

"Aunt Liu, look at me, it's me, I'm girl Ran, girl Ran!"

Aunt Liu's waving arms finally stopped, her pale paper face slowly emerged from the dustpan, her eyes gradually changed from fear to doubt.

"You are girl Ran?"

She tilted her head and stared at Leng Ran unblinkingly, as if she wanted to see something.

"It's me, Mrs. Liu, I'm girl Ran, what's going on, my grandma..."

"Girl Ran, have you seen Zixuan? Have you seen my son Zixuan? I can't find him everywhere." But before Leng Ran finished speaking, Aunt Liu grabbed Leng Ran He squeezed his hand tightly, his nails digging deep into her flesh, and murmured to her about Huo Zixuan's whereabouts.

"No, I didn't see Brother Zixuan." Leng Ran shook her head subconsciously, and she wondered more and more what happened to the whole Hetaowan Village?
"My family, Zixuan, not only won the prize of a scholar, but also won the Juren. The fortune teller said, I will be blessed for the rest of my life. Zixuan was very filial since he was a child..."

Aunt Liu suddenly smiled and clapped her hands, pulling a rotten dustpan on the side and putting it on her head, whispering about Huo Zixuan's well-being, her eyes were empty, she looked... as if she was crazy.

Leng Ran's tears rolled from her eyes, she didn't dare to provoke her, so she had to find a piece of cloth from the house, and buried grandma's bones.

But when Leng Ran reached out to hug Shen Fengxian's head, Aunt Liu screamed like crazy, and then her eyes widened, and she said with great fear: "Here, he is here, he is here."

Leng Ran didn't know, she looked at Aunt Liu who was staring at her in great fear, and she turned her head slightly.

The white mist dissipated, and a slender figure like jade that Leng Ran couldn't be more familiar with slowly walked in from outside.

He was dressed in a dark black robe, and a piece of his garment was blown away by the breeze, and his deep eyes were like the bright night sky in a starry night.

Leng Ran just looked at him quietly, and all her thoughts twitched for a moment, helplessness, pain, and the daze of losing a loved one.

She seemed, seemed to rush over, burst into his arms and cried, asking him why things turned out like this?Why did the village where she grew up become like this, and why did grandma die so miserably.

But at this time, her whole body was limp, and she could only watch him slowly approaching with her eyes tightly.

Under the faint light, Long Qingjue's hair was as long as ink, his face was handsome and timeless, his brows were deep, and he walked slowly.

"Long Qingjue!" Leng Ran called out with tears in her eyes. At this time, she was riddled with wounds, and only he was her only hope to survive. At this moment, she took off all her equipment and just wanted to pounce. Crying in his arms, the sky and the earth were dark.

However, the next moment, Leng Ran saw a scene that made her unbelievable, and even drove her crazy.

Long Qingjue took out his long sword in front of her, and slashed at Shen Fengxian's still bones.

Puff--

The blood in the head and brain mixed with the brain sprayed out, splashing Leng Ran's face.

She could even feel the sticky liquid flowing slowly over her skin, with a strong smell of blood...

Puff, puff——

The movements of Long Qingjue's hands continued, and as his sharp sword continued to stab his head, the remaining blood and brains splashed out with the heavy blows, with the sound of puffing.

"Ahhh! Long Qingjue!"

The heart-piercing roar was mixed with overwhelming despair and anger, Leng Ran roared, the sound pierced the sky, pierced the white mist and even shocked the birds in the sky.

The scream of death made everything in the world feel sad.

Leng Ran rushed over like crazy, and tightly grabbed Long Qingjue's blood-stained sword.

But a scene that drove her crazy happened next.

Her fingers were as transparent as they passed through Long Qingjue's long sword and even his body.

how come!how come!
"Stop, stop, Long Qingjue, Long Qingjue!"

Leng Ran roared with tears streaming down his face, but Long Qingjue acted as if he hadn't heard it, and continued to stab Shen Fengxian's corpse with one sword after another!

why?
His eyes were bloodshot, there were no tears at this time, replaced by anger, Leng Ran stared blankly at Long Qingjue, looking at his still picturesque and handsome face.

But at this moment, her whole body felt an unprecedented coldness and despair!

This man was no longer the man she relied on, no longer the man she wanted to love with all her heart!
He is a murderer who killed her grandma in such a cruel way!

"Ahhhh!"

Leng Ran rushed over completely out of control, but bumped into a soft embrace.

"Ran'er, wake up, wake up, it's me, it's me"

Raising her eyes, Leng Ran was slightly taken aback when she met those narrow and charming phoenix eyes.

Jiuyubai!The man in fluttering white clothes with a worried face in front of him is Jiuyubai.

"Jiuyubai, help me, help me!"

Leng Ran frantically grabbed Jiu Yubai's hand, trying to drag him to Long Qingjue's side.

"Ran'er, wake up, this is an illusion, see clearly!"

Jiu Yubai put his hands on Leng Ran's shoulders, shaking her shoulders constantly to let her see clearly.

"Illusion?"

So it's all fake?But the blood on her face was so pungent, and the warm feeling was so obvious, how could it be an illusion.

Looking at Leng Ran's still disbelieving face, Jiu Yubai sighed helplessly, tightened his arms, and hugged this thin and petite figure fiercely in his arms.

"It's not so much an illusion, it's more accurate to say that it happened half an hour ago. What you see now is just the scene from before, Ran'er, don't be too sad, I have everything."

Qingyue's voice was mixed with deep heartache. His fingertips ran across her hair, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes in distress. Seeing her like this, his heart ached so much, so painfully.

I'm sorry, Ran'er, I'm sorry, but in the future, I won't let you get hurt, because you will only belong to me in the future.

"Half an hour ago?"

Leng Ran was in his arms, muttering to herself, her voice suddenly didn't fluctuate, and it was so flat that it was frightening.

Jiuyubai raised her face worriedly, and kissed her gently on the forehead.

"Don't be sad, I will avenge you and kill Long Qingjue!"

Murderous intent surged in Jiuyubai's eyes, and his voice was as cold as frost.

"Long Qingjue...he is a murderer!"

Leng Ran raised her eyes and fixedly looked into Jiu Yubai's eyes.

Looking so cold, Jiu Yubai suddenly felt a little creepy.

Leng Ran at this time gave him the feeling that a person's character has been completely distorted after being hit by a huge blow. Although Leng Ran's calmness at this time is a bit baffling, it is the most terrifying thing.

Jiu Yubai knew that his plan had come true, but facing such coldness, his heart ached so hard that it couldn't be worse.

"Yes, he is the murderer. He not only killed grandma, but also killed everyone in the village except Mrs. Liu!"

"Everyone in the village..."

Jiu Yubai suppressed the impatience in his heart, waved his white robe, and everything around him was instantly transformed into an overwhelming scene.

Long Qingjue, dressed in black, held a long sword in his hand, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and rushed into Hetaowan Village expressionlessly, killing everyone he saw and beheading everyone he met.

None of the thirty families, old or young, were spared.

The clear stream was stained red with blood, beside the reeds, there were corpses all over the field, and familiar faces who had died with death appeared one by one in front of Leng Ran, and of course there was Long Qingjue's arrogant face full of revenge pleasure.

(End of this chapter)