The stone tablet is one every ten meters away. Standing behind the stone tablet, you can't see anywhere else.

"Young Master Wu Yue?"

Meng Weihan called three times in a row, and Wu Yue came to his senses.

"Elder Meng."

"What are Mr. Wu Yue thinking?" Meng Weihan hugged Yan Hongni, who fainted from pain, and his face was a little gloomy.

Wu Yue's mind was full of the last scene he saw.

The person who was suddenly fixed turned into powder while the little girl's fingers opened and closed.

Accompanied by the fine silver light, it rustled on the ground.

For some reason, those people suddenly increased their cultivation, and they struggled to deal with it.

Why did she kill someone so easily?

"Nothing." Wu Yue didn't say what he had just seen: "Chu... is she okay with Zheng?"

"The bones were not damaged." Meng Weihan was nervous about Yan Hongni, and her face couldn't help but become gentle when she said that.

The more Wu looked at it, the more strange it became.

"It's fine."

Meng Weihan: "What do you think about what happened just now?"

Wu Yue: "I have only heard of Wuyin Town, but I have never really come in. There are many statements about this Wuyin Maze, so I am not very clear about the specific situation."

Wu Yue paused: "The Five-tone Maze is composed of music based on everyone's deepest fear or hidden deepest desire. I think there are so many statements about the Five-tone Maze, maybe because it is different every time."

Everyone has different desires and fears, and they naturally meet different things.

Therefore, there are many statements that have been circulated outside, and there is no version that agrees.

Meng Weihan nodded and agreed with what Wu Yue said.

Yan Hongni was injured, so Meng Weihan decided to rest on the spot and make plans before and after.

Wu Yue had no objection.

Meng Weihan held Yan Hongni and sat down against a stone tablet.

The blood on Yan Hongni's sleeves made Meng Weihan's eyes full of blood.

He could see clearly at that time.

If the woman hadn't kicked Ni'er suddenly, Ni'er wouldn't have been injured.

Meng Weihan's guilt towards Chu Zheng had disappeared without a trace at this time.

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Chu Zheng killed two people and ran away quickly. She didn't want to solve so many people one by one.

There are evil spirits leading the way, but the route of the first zheng is not crooked.

However, the gloomy background sound in her ear seemed to have begun to change.

There are drums, screams, and fighting...

From blur to clarity.

Finally, a complete transformation.

That's the battlefield.

Chu Zheng has no feeling about this at all. How much does it have to do with her?

As soon as Chu Zheng's thought flashed, her hands suddenly became empty.

The stone tablet in front of him disappeared.

A large number of corpses appeared in front of her, including monsters and humans.

The broken flag was inserted into the blood-stained soil, and the weapons stood alone.

The sky was dark and low, and birds were hovering with unpleasant screams.

She was standing in this corpse.

In the distance were humans and monsters fighting, and the sound came from there.

Chu Zheng looked around and didn't find himself in shock and the coffin.

Is this a illusion?

But what does this place have to do with her?

...Is it a deep voice?

But according to the news she heard from Ba..., Chen Yin did not appear on the battlefield.

Of course, maybe she didn't listen.

Perhaps it was before this that Chen Yin had arrived at the battlefield.

But this is not something she has experienced, how can she trap her?

Chu Zheng first left here, but no matter what she did, she didn't.

Chu Zheng had to try to move forward in the end.

After walking for about ten meters, she stopped and did not lose her physical strength.

In other words, there is no restriction by the coffin here... Then her original body should still be still in place now.

Although I am sure of this, I can't get out.

Chu Zheng decided to continue walking forward and see which play the Wuyin Maze arranged for herself.

Chu Zheng arrived at the battlefield soon.

Humans and monsters fought fiercely, and their targets were blood and corpses.

Chu Zheng was not sure whether she would be attacked, so she refused to go forward and observed around the battlefield.

Chu Zheng discovered a command camp similar to humans behind the battlefield.

She touched her all the way and met a patrolman on the way, and the other party could clearly see her.

When you see a face in life, you will scold me when you open your mouth.

Chu Zheng knocked people down and avoided them more carefully.

"Shocked Young Master!"

"Young Master is shocked!"

As soon as Chu Zheng approached the camp, she heard a scream.

In front of the camp, the boy in white was stopped.

The boy was younger than Chu Zheng saw. He was only about thirteen or fourteen years old. His facial features were beautiful, but he had not yet opened his eyes, and he was a little tender.

"Young Master Jingpo, those people are not dead yet, you can't do this!"

"I can't save them, they will die sooner or later." The boy's voice was also tender, but he had a ruthless and almost cold-blooded manner.

He said: "I'm trying to save more people."

At this time, the shock and communication were normal, and there was no slowness.

"Young Master Jingpo, what's the difference between this and killing people!" The person who stopped the young man roared: "You are the doctor who saved lives and healed the wounded, not the executioner who killed people. They are not dead and are still alive!"

The boy stopped talking.

The man quickly made a gesture of invitation: "Young Master Jingpo, please come back first."

The boy didn't say anything and went back to the tent behind.

Chu Zheng watched the tent being guarded.

This is not hers... it was shocked.

From the beginning, what she heard was the music that was deeply composed of in her heart.

The picture suddenly changed, and the camp in the wilderness turned into a hall with carved beams and painted buildings.

In the hall, the boy knelt on the ground.

White clothes were stained with blood, messy hair, and pale lips.

Compared to just now, the boy seemed to be one year older, his body had already grown a lot taller, but he was a little thinner.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Sitting high above the hall, a middle-aged man asked a cold question.

The young man's voice was hoarse: "What's wrong with me? I've saved so many people..."

"You... are simply stubborn! Tie him to the Yixin Pavilion until you admit your mistake!"
To be continued...