The same thing happened once ten thousand years ago.

Qiao Jin sat there, still smiling, and didn't see any panic. He just smiled at Song Yanqing: "I know what you mean, I just think that the Rakshasa world is just like that. I just want to know, what did you do ten thousand years ago?"

What price did he pay to go to the Rakshasa realm.

He said there was no way, opening the entrance was the only hope.

He saw countless endings.

But there is a way to solve the problem, and the one that Song Yanqing can't see is the final outcome.

It is precisely because he can't see that the ending must be an unimaginable way. He must have spyed through one corner and stayed ten thousand years later.

Even she herself knows it.

Otherwise she wouldn't have left nine array points.

She set up a retreat early in the morning, which was related to the memories she really lost.

Song Yanqing still had such gentle eyes. He looked at her, tender and tender: "Actually, I don't know much. I always feel the things that happened back then."

He did not completely integrate into the memories from ten thousand years ago. Just like Qiao Jin, there was a gap in their memories.

This blank involves everything.

Song Yanqing and she both knew that everything was going to be a result.

After they finished talking, they originally planned to have fun for a while, but maybe they couldn't wait in time, so Qiao Jin received news from Zhi Mengmeng.

"Another burial pit has appeared!"

Her voice was excited and a different kind of gritting teeth: "What you can't believe is something that only beasts can do!"

Even though he had seen so many corpse burial pits before, Zhi Mengmeng was still so angry, which means that the newly emerged corpse burial pit must be shocking and desperate.

After Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing agreed, they rushed to the airport immediately.

This time, when Qiao Jin saw the newly appeared corpse burial pit, he realized why Zhi Mengmeng was so angry.

Because it is indeed tragic, the scene is absolutely terrifying.

This time, no distorted humans died.

All are the corpses of children.

All children!

Tens of thousands of them.

When Qiao Jin saw it, his eyelids twitched.

As she expected, the last corpse burial pit was a mass pit for children except for the spiritual master.

This is simply beyond description by a beast.

Could it be Huan?

Having completely separated from the scope of human beings, Qiao Jin even had reason to believe that he was already a variant of the Rakshasa realm.

He has made so many transactions with the Rakshasa world, how can he still maintain his complete humanity?

When the inspectors cleaned the bones of these children, they were almost unable to see the scene, and they cried while cleaning.

A small corpse was buried in this pit. Perhaps it was not until it was born and enjoyed, or perhaps it had suffered a lot in the world, but I didn't expect to suffer such torture after death.

Zhi Mengmeng had a tremolo: "The oldest child here is no more than ten years old."

There are tens of thousands of pieces, I don’t know how many years I have accumulated, or how long it took to find these children.

Too cruel.

Qiao Jin was also a little silent. She breathed slowly. She found something strange in this corpse pit.

Matrix point.
Chapter completed!