More real and more tragic.

Huajiao fell from the back of the eared rat and fell to the ground. His hands and feet felt cold, and the veins on his forehead and temples were pulsing.

The reappearance of the dream made her see more clearly, and the memories of that day rushed towards her instantly.

At that time, she didn't believe that all the Jiang clan members were dead, or that her relatives who were still alive the last time they met were gone. So, she found - Hui Guang.

This is the most precious treasure in the clan, capable of absorbing a person's memories of the moment before death.

Everyone in the Jiang clan, young and old, has formed a blood contract with Hui Guang. Once they die, Hui Guang will absorb their memories of the moment of death.

She placed her hands on the returning light and silently recited the incantation.

What does it feel like to be near death? Only those who have died know it.

Huajiao is not dead, she is still alive, but she has died fifty-eight times.

Huiguang transferred the memories of fifty-eight tribesmen before their deaths into her mind, allowing her to experience death fifty-eight times.

In these memories, Huajiao becomes everyone in the clan.

She was a young child, and she was playing with her friends at the bank of the village stream near dusk.

Smoke curled up from cooking fires in the village, and the voices of girls calling for children gradually sounded. A group of children were eager to play and refused to go home. With sharp eyes, she saw a dark shadow flashing past in the forest on the other side. Before she could take a closer look, her friends suddenly appeared one by one.

As promised, he fell to the ground and struggled as if he was suffocated.

She was about to check, but suddenly she felt that her neck was being strangled by a pair of invisible hands. She struggled desperately, but to no avail. Amidst the strong suffocation, she widened her eyes and vaguely saw a black shadow floating lightly on the surface of the stream.

Like a paper kite. Then, her eyes suddenly turned dark.

She is A Lian, a young tribesman.

She was sitting in the small small room, holding black stones in her hand and placing them on the chessboard. Suddenly she heard the ringing of the bell, she put her hand on the handle of the knife at her waist, and turned around suddenly. A golden light flashed, and severe pain hit her.

She saw a man in black robes floating forward, and then her vision gradually blurred and eventually turned dark.

She is the beautiful girl Ah Qing.

She hurriedly walked through the narrow alley with a large cluster of white hydrangeas in her hands. The sky was clear, and the sun was shining brightly above her head. She looked at her lonely shadow on the ground, and tears flowed down her face. She raised her hand to wipe her tears,

Suddenly, she felt water pouring down on her head. She looked up and saw that the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the downpour came instantly. A huge black cloud shrouded her head, and there was a fishy smell in the cloud, and there seemed to be a huge sheet.

His mouth swallowed her up.

She is A Niang.

She was in pain all over, and she had obviously been fighting for a long time. She formed a seal with her hands, and the Yuyang Sword shone brightly in the pouring rain, and stabbed downwards. A cloud of blood mist rose up, and accompanied by a roar, a giant shadow rolled in front of her, and the ground

In an instant, there were deep ravines everywhere.

With a hoarse laugh, she raised her eyes and saw a man in black robe standing with his hands clasped in his hands through the rain curtain. His face was hidden in the hood of the black cloak, making it difficult to see clearly.

Suddenly, the man in black robe blew a harsh whistle with a strange melody. The giant shadow that fell on the ground soared into the air and suddenly spewed out blazing flames. She muttered the fire-extinguishing spell in her mouth, but to no avail. The flames burned her body and caused pain all over her body.

Trying to maintain consciousness, she looked at the evil demon through the flames. She said: Ah Jiao, run away!

She is aunt.

She threw herself on the rainy ground, rolled up in the puddles, sent out the demon-binding rope, silently recited the incantation, and tightened the demon-binding rope. The monster struggled wildly, and she tightly tightened the demon-binding rope, watching the monster gradually lose its strength.

The demon-binding rope suddenly loosened and flew away. The man in black robe took the rope in his hand, waved his wide sleeves, and she fell to the ground. A huge force hit her from behind. She screamed in pain, and the sky was filled with black mist.

, swallowed up a hurried white shadow.

…

…

All the memories came together and were messily intertwined in Hua Jiao's mind.

At first, she went through all the memories and could not find her cousin Jiang Ruyan. Only in her aunt's last moment of memories, she glimpsed the white figure running towards her in a hurry, which was her cousin.

My cousin should still be alive.

She lived and died several times, and it was so painful that she just didn't want to live.

If it weren't for the support of her endless hatred and the fact that her cousin was still alive, she would not have been able to survive at that time.

"How are you?" came a clear and gentle voice.

Huajiao suddenly woke up from his memories.

Yu Taiqing saw her fall off the back of Er Mouse and quickly walked over.

The painting corner stared blankly at Yu Taiqing, his eyes empty and unfocused.

Yu Taiqing stepped forward and grabbed her hand. Her hand was extremely cold, as if all the life had been drained away in an instant.
Chapter completed!