Everything turned out as Zhiyang expected.

In a secluded corner, Zhiyang curled up together and leaned against the wall. She held her legs tightly with her hands and buried them in her body. At this moment, she did not want to see anyone or say anything.

, the corners of his eyes were scarlet, and his whole heart was full of thoughts.

In the entire world, apart from the person who poisoned him, Zhiyang should be the only one who knows what kind of poison it is.

Or to put it another way, that is not poison at all...

Zhiyang has too many things in her heart. If she hadn't accidentally seen the spiritual thoughts left by Shaoping that day, these things would not have been known to Zhiyang so quickly. Even if they were known, for Zhiyang now,

I don't know if this is a good thing or not.

"Your blood can purify evil spirits. Today, you also saw..."

I don't know if it was Zhiyang's hallucination, but in her confusion, Shaoping's voice unexpectedly sounded in her ears.

In a daze, Zhiyang suddenly raised her head, as if she was searching for something anxiously, her eyes kept looking around, her whole body was like a porcelain doll, which would break into pieces at the slightest touch.

In an instant, a white light flashed, and Zhiyang came into Shaoping's mind again, but this time, it was not Shaoping who brought her, but Zhiyang came voluntarily.

"senior!"

Seeing Shaoping, Zhiyang felt as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He looked at the shadow in front of him, but felt a little bit of peace in his heart.

After all, Zhiyang is only over 40,000 years old. If compared to the gods, she is just a child who has just grown up, but she has already been burdened with too much. Quietly, her life has been

It is not her own, or rather she alone carries the lives of all living beings in the world, both prosperous and destructive...

"Azhi, I know what you are going to say." Zhiyang's eyes were full of desire, but behind the desire, there was even more confusion. Shaoping looked at Zhiyang and couldn't help but twitch in her heart, but everything was gone

When it happened, Shaoping was powerless, "This is the Three Realms after four hundred and nineteen days. See it for yourself."

As Shaoping sighed, a different picture appeared in front of Zhiyang...

In the Three Realms, the sky was dark, with surging black and purple sky thunder, and earth fire surging, and the creatures were wailing and being submerged in it.

Wails, wails, cries, and out-of-place laughter instantly filled Zhiyang's ears.

Zhiyang blends into the painting, the demonic energy surges, and the air is filled with a thick smell of blood. The once prosperous city-state is now in a state of depression. There are still unextinguished flames on the dead trees on the roadside. Bodies are lying on the road, men and women.

They were all naked. The eyes on the female bodies were as big as copper bells, and there was still a trace of blood on their lower bodies. They died in a miserable state... Some of the male corpses were starved to death, and some were treated with immortal magic.

Some of them were beaten to death, and some should have been killed in a fight...

Where is this still the Three Realms? It is clearly Abi Hell.

The demonic energy in the sky covered the originally full spiritual power, and the plague was rampant in the world. There was no life in the entire continent. Many ethnic groups took refuge in the demons and sat down, burning, killing, looting, and even killing each other...

This scene kept attacking Zhiyang's heart, and the emptiness in his eyes made Zhiyang really unable to believe that all of this was true. Two lines of tears fell from his cheeks, but his whole body remained motionless.

Above the Nine Heavens, there is no other heavenly king. The person sitting on top is none other than Ying Su, whom Zhiyang is most familiar with.

Wearing a black and purple robe, her fair shoulders were exposed, her eyes were like a poison, and she was accompanied by two handsome male immortals. I don't know what kind of poison they had, but they were fascinated by Ying Su's body.

The scene turned, on top of the snow-capped mountains, red clothes stained with blood, a man was imprisoned on the top of the mountain.

"Ayuan!"

Zhiyang recognized that person as Luo Yuan.

"Whoosh!" Four bolts of lightning flew from the black clouds and thunder, as fast as light, and passed directly through Luo Yuan's shoulders.

Entering from the front and exiting from behind, the blood from Luo Yuan's body splashed on the white snow behind him. The spike came with a fierce force, causing Luo Yuan to fall backwards.

The scene in front of him disappeared in an instant, leaving only Zhiyang with a panicked expression, with unparalleled fear in his eyes, and the whole person was breathing heavily.

"This is the Three Realms after more than four hundred days. You have seen them all."

Shaoping's tone was extremely calm. Everything Zhiyang saw just now seemed to have nothing to do with Shaoping. She didn't speak at this moment. In silence, her eyes looked at Zhiyang who still couldn't accept it with a trace of pity.

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"These...are all true?"

Holding his knees, a fishy-sweet smell kept coming out of his throat, and the bloody stench in his nose could not be dissipated for a long time.

"If you don't believe it, you can find out in four hundred days."

Anyone who sees this picture would not believe it. It has been hundreds of thousands of years since the creation of the world, and civilizations all over the world have continued to develop to this situation. However, in just over 400 days, dozens of people will be destroyed.

Thousands of years of hard work have been wasted. It’s scary to think about it carefully.

Zhiyang's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes blinked lightly, and her thoughts became more chaotic. More and more things poured into Zhiyang's mind, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

"I...I'm so confused now..."

The red lips were slightly opened, and in the eyes, avoidance and fear were constantly intertwined. The whole person slowly squatted on the ground, his hands kept going up to his head, covering his ears, not wanting to hear any sound.

Looking at Zhiyang like this, Shaoping sighed helplessly. She didn't know whether to comfort the child. Maybe she put too much pressure on her and she couldn't accept it for a while; or maybe this fact shouldn't have been done in the first place.

Let her bear it alone.

Her eyes fell on Zhiyang who was shrinking into a ball, and Shaoping's eyes began to move. She slowly stretched out her hand, but it only stayed on the top of Zhiyang's head, never reaching down any further.

The spiritual space around him gradually disappeared. When he looked up again, the sky was already full of stars. Through the moonlight, people not far away were talking and laughing. More and more people were wandering around the ward.

In the middle, Zhiyang's eyes were slightly red. I wonder if it was because of her own eyesight, but people still had smiles on their faces at this moment.

A man sat in a quiet place for a whole afternoon, his legs no longer working. Zhiyang gradually supported the wall, using the strength in his hands to look at the people not far away.

In the light of the lights, more and more lively people are walking among the patients. Everyone has a smile on their face, and they are willing to extend their hands to help anyone who is in trouble.

"You have been hiding here all afternoon?"

In the darkness, a voice came. Zhiyang stood still and looked through the moonlight. It was Ran Weng walking over with Nan Xing in his arms.

"If Xing'er hadn't discovered you, I would have thought you ran away from the battle."

Ran Weng walked in front of Zhiyang step by step with a smile on his face.

"The whole world is right here, where else can I escape?" Zhiyang smiled faintly, and the raised angle of his mouth seemed to be mocking the ruthlessness of Heaven and his own patheticness.

How could Ran Weng not see the change in Zhiyang's mood? Since the poison was broken at noon, she had disappeared all afternoon. Now that she was found, her mood was a little strange.

With a frown, Ran Weng seemed to realize that something was wrong. He gently put down Nan Xing in his arms and asked her to go find Jiu Wu. After that, his eyes fell on Zhi Yang again.

"That miasma...do you know anything?"

The eyes are like needles, which comes from the doctor's examination, inserting needles at the most painful areas to grasp your shortcomings.

"Senior, have you heard that the blood of the nine-tailed fox can purify demons?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Zhiyang's tone, and she looked directly at Ran Weng with firm eyes, without any hesitation or any concealment.

"I have indeed heard this statement."

"The magic energy surrounding the bowl is demonic. When my blood falls, the effect is obvious."

Ran Weng couldn't believe this simple sentence.

How could the demonic energy Zhiyang mentioned exist in the Three Realms? After the ancient war, the demons were completely wiped out. How could the demons Zhiyang mentioned appear again in this wasteland?

If it is really a demon, Zhiyang in front of him seems to be inseparable. Regarding what happened thousands of years ago, Ran Weng also heard that a witch appeared in the world...

Suspicious eyes fell on Zhiyang. Ran Weng not only doubted what Zhiyang said, but also doubted Zhiyang's identity.

"I know that senior doesn't believe me."

Ran Weng's eyes said everything. Zhiyang is not a stupid person. She understands the hesitation in front of her at the moment, and also understands that what she said is too unbelievable. Who else can't rely on her two sentences?

It's such a big thing to believe.

"New demons have appeared in the wilderness. No matter whether you believe me now or not, you must still remove the poison from the people of Xicheng and cure them."

"What do you want to do?"

"The solution to this poison is not difficult. It is the black barrier poison of the Flying Spirit Clan, but when making the medicine, I have to add a medicinal ingredient."

"Your blood?"

The black barrier poison is easy to cure, but the difficulty lies in the layer of black energy on top. Since Zhiyang's blood can break away the black energy, it is not difficult to guess the medicine she mentioned.

Ran Weng looked at Zhiyang in front of him again, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

After getting along with each other for a few days, Zhiyang can risk his own life for the people. This is completely inconsistent with the legendary witch Zhiyang from the Nine Heavens a thousand years ago. However, this little girl has a tough mouth and has never defended herself.

Once, even though she had doubted her just now, she didn't even complain...

"You have done so much for others, why do you never say a word of defense?" Ran Weng looked at Zhiyang in front of him and couldn't help asking his own question.

However, Zhiyang smiled when he asked him like this, "Why do you need to explain? I do my own thing, what does it have to do with others?" In Zhiyang's words, Ran Weng heard such an answer for the first time, although it was a bit confusing.

Coke, every word and sentence is worth pondering.

Ran Weng, as a generation of loose immortals, has lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Listening to Zhiyang's words, he actually admired this little girl.
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