Demons and witches dominate the rivers and lakes

Chapter 155: Dreaming Back to the Past 1
Mo Yang picked up a branch at random, and started dancing. His strange swordsmanship was extremely vicious, and the leaves were easily turned into powder. The strong air current made the surrounding trees rustle. In catharsis.

Suddenly, a wolf howled not far away, sad and sad, which seemed to awaken the ominous resentment in the deepest part of Mo Yang's heart, and the imprint on his left cheek was burning with pain.

A weird smile blooms in the night, evil and charming.Perform lightness kung fu and jump towards the source of the sound.

A wolf howling up to the sky, with green eyes fixedly staring at the man in black robe not far away, excited to meet the prey, but fearful towards those blood-colored eyes.With a long howl, he rushed towards the man in black robe.

Mo Yang sneered, the branch in his hand was like an indestructible sharp blade, piercing straight through the wolf's abdomen, the wolf's groans were accompanied by the enchanting red liquid flowing all over the ground, seeping into the melting snow, the smell of blood Silently flooding, flooding.
Soon, pairs of beads glowing with green light appeared around Mo Yang, the bloody prey was a great temptation, and in an instant, hungry wolves swarmed up.

Mo Yang's cold smile appeared again, the branch in his hand was cold, another wolf fell down, and with a howl, the blood was soon sucked by the snow again
Shadows like ghosts are venting and killing endlessly, the howling of wolves gradually turns into moans of falling to the ground, the silent death
In the middle of the night, a full moon hung high, and the moonlight sprinkled on the wolf's body, and the breath of death became more and more clear.

Mo Yang stood like a sculpture on the blood-soaked snow, with blank memories.Suddenly, a sense of fear filled the whole mind. It was a feeling I had never felt before, even if it was the first time to pull the trigger to kill someone. This kind of fear made me unable to get used to it.
Exercising lightness kung fu to escape quickly, after an unknown period of time, the whole body seemed to lose strength, scenes of the past kept reappearing, and the blurred memory gradually became clear.

Is this a harbinger of death?There was a pale smile on the corner of Mo Yang's mouth, and he closed his eyes slowly, allowing his body to fall, a long fall.
The whole winter of that year was pale and pale, and the cold wind mercilessly took away the last dead leaf. No matter how brilliant the summer flowers were at the beginning, they turned into loess after all.
(End of this chapter)