The boy's eyes were wide open, looking up at the sky above.
It's just that the color of the sky can no longer make his eyes vivid.
There was a deep wound on the neck, and the flesh and blood were turned outward.
The blood on the clothes obviously came from here.
I don't know how those people did it, but there are not too many traces of blood splashing around.
Yu Miao was silent for a while, squatted down, reached out and gently closed the child's eyes.
Not far from the boy, there are several other children who are about the same age as him.
The youngest one was only about a year or two older than Yu Miao's body at this time, and the oldest one looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.
A few steps away from them is Chef Yu.
The appearance of the children's death was either a fatal knife on the neck, or a small bruised dot on the forehead, as if they had been touched by a finger.
Others have a big hole in the heart, but the heart inside has disappeared.
But Chef Yu had the worst appearance, almost inhuman, looking like a dilapidated rag doll, all the bones in his body were broken.
Yu Miao knew that these different killing styles came from the four different cultivators.
Even without the emotional influence of the original owner, seeing this scene can't make people feel relaxed.
Although I knew earlier, the time point selected by the system cannot be left to the wisher's own thoughts, let alone completely reversed before all the tragedies happen.
In most cases, it is a key point where things have happened or are happening.
But seeing these children dying, her heart was still a little sore that it was difficult to breathe.
"I will avenge you." Yu Miao moved to another place.
Fortunately, her physique has changed little A Miao's body, otherwise it would be really not easy for a female doll who is only a few years old to move such a heavy body.
Yu Miao called out the sword on her wrist, dug several holes in the backyard, and buried them one by one.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always feels that after waking up from this world, her body is extraordinarily relaxed, as if she got rid of some shackles and her soul is about to fly.
She stood in front of several new graves, bowed to them, and then turned back to the front yard.
First I went to pack my clothes and bags, and then I went to the kitchen.
The smell of stewed meat that I have been able to smell since I opened my eyes came from here.
Having grown up with so many children, Chef Yu's craftsmanship is obviously very good.
Also because he was worried that the children were still growing, he specially marinated a large pot of meat, and prepared to take it with him to eat on the road.
Unexpectedly, the meat hadn't been cooked yet, but those evil cultivators arrived early.
Yu Miao extinguished the firewood that was left in the pot and stove, took the container from the space, filled out the stewed meat in the cauldron, and packed the remaining stewed soup. .
After packing up these things, she put all the other things into the space, carrying only a small luggage on her body, turned around and walked out of the yard, and locked the door.
The Chaos Shocking Sword, which was originally used to dig a hole and returned to her wrist, was held in her hand with a twist of her wrist.
With a thought in her mind, the long sword, which looked quite extraordinary, suddenly turned into a kitchen knife. There were even two gaps, one large and one small, on the blade, which looked extremely shabby. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com