[R-18](MTL) He's at the crematorium (fast time travel)

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He is at the crematorium (fast time travel) - Reincarnation V: Mirror Que (21) Strong

    The sound of drums rang out over the sea, and the soldiers were engulfed in the clouds. Yan Xun once again returned to the battlefield of the battle between monsters. She watched Yanyan Yanyan's classmates fall under the demon clan's hands one by one; she also saw the little demon who was still transformed clumsily holding a spear and using demon magic, and then was killed by a monk. There is a sea of ​​corpses as far as the eye can see, making it hard to tell which ones are human and which ones are demons.

    The water in the firewood is cold in the autumn night, and the sad wind enters the music of the qin. The sound of the piano floated out from the qin se, killing the monster clan on the opposite side. The sounds of fighting and cries of pain stretched on and on, and the sound of the rustle shuttled through them, interweaving them together, composing a different kind of battle song.

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    Yan Xun walked aimlessly between the streets and alleys, his legs creaked and barely bent, as if he could only walk. She didn't know who she was, what her name was, where she came from and where she was going. In my mind, I only remember a very old voice telling her, "Go away, just pretend that I have never seen you before, and I will never come back again." A few children playing around in the alley saw

    her , ran over and laughed at her, "Huazi, get out!"

    "She's so dirty, did she just roll in the mud?"

    "Go away, beggar!"

    The stones fell on her like a rainstorm, Yan Xun didn't feel any pain at all. She moved away dumbly. It's just that the more anxious she was, the more uncoordinated her legs became, which actually tripped her to the ground.

    Behind her were the laughter of the children, and a ball of mud was smashed on her head, with a stench. She didn't care about wiping the dirt off her head, she got up on all hands and feet, and left in this strange posture as if fleeing.

    When she finally regained her senses and looked around, she realized that she had run onto a darker path. On both sides are long-abandoned houses, dilapidated beams protruding obliquely, and some walls have collapsed more than half, exposing large black holes. Some people in ragged clothes could be vaguely seen huddling under the eaves that were still intact, and those in better condition were wrapped in a thin quilt that exposed the tattered cotton.

    Yan Xun didn't dare to stop, and walked forward bravely. Some people were still asleep, staring at her with undisguised eyes, like wolves and tigers. Even if she didn't understand their intentions, she could feel their ill intentions with her keen intuition.

    The deeper you go, the darker it becomes, and there is nowhere to be found. The moonlight was completely blocked by the towering trees on both sides, and the moonlight could not be seen clearly. Yan Xun felt a little regretful, and didn't know where this road would lead.

    "Pa-ta..." A small stone was kicked by someone, and rolled from behind Yan Xun into the darkness farther in front of him. She turned around, and several men who had followed her secretly came out from behind the cover.

    Those few people were all wearing patched clothes, unkempt, and looked like people who had been homeless for many years. They made no secret of their desire for Yan Xun, looked at her body frankly, and smiled with yellow and incomplete teeth, "Is the little lady lost, or has nowhere to go? Would you like some of us to help you?"