Chapter 52 Chapter 52 In the palace, Mu Yang touched Li Yian...

Inside the palace, Mu Yang touched Li Yian's pale forehead, which was devoid of any warmth. He placed his finger under the tip of Li Yian's nose, but there was no breath.

The little princess Li Xia stood aside, stamping her feet in panic.

The evil spirits outside kept roaring, trying to break through the barrier inside the house. Li Xuan stood guard outside, holding a long sword and swiftly piercing every evil spirit that tried to break into the house.

The evil creature that had taken human form stood in the center of the courtyard, sneering at Li Xuan. "Why are you guarding a dead person? Will you give me her body?"

The mist thickened, and the moon in the sky emitted a soft, hazy light, bringing a touch of reluctant brightness to the world. Pairs of green eyes flickered in the mist, and countless evil creatures descended upon the house guarded by Li Xuan.

Li Xuan swiftly ran forward, holding the hilt of his sword with both hands. When he reached the front of the evil demon, he raised his sword and slashed at the humanoid demon. "You shameless bastard."

As the humanoid demon retreated to the eaves, Li Xuan quickly grabbed a sharp arrow, nocked it onto his bow, and with a flick of his finger, the arrow shot at the demon at breakneck speed. The demonic demon dodged repeatedly, but was unable to avoid Li Xuan's rapid barrage of arrows. He soon struck it in the chest, dissolving it into a puff of black smoke.

Dark shadows emerged from the fog and attacked Li Xuan. Li Xuan, holding the sword that was flashing with cold light, flew forward and chopped off a large number of heads of those evil creatures.

Amidst the siege of countless evil creatures, Li Xuan methodically destroyed the attacks one by one, protecting the house impenetrably.

Bai He, who was standing by, wanted to help, but when he saw Li Xuan killing everyone by himself, he couldn't help but look at Li Xuan in surprise, "This, is a human?"

In Bai He's opinion, the young human in front of him has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, unmatched by anyone, not even gods.

This world has been slowly polluted by evil. He has been searching for Feng Yao. A thousand years ago, Feng Yao disappeared. He thought Feng Yao had perished, but he didn't expect that Feng Yao's divine power was still preserved.

Feng Yao's powerful divine power is in the young human man in front of him, which is really surprising.

When Li Xuan had killed a wave of evil spirits, he suddenly felt as if something had stabbed his heart. Feeling Mu Yang's violent emotional fluctuations, he pierced the evil spirits in front of him and quickly walked to the door of the house.

At this time, Mu Yang opened the door in frustration, his face pale and ugly, and muttered, "I can't save her."

Li Xuan frowned, his five fingers gripping the hilt of the sword turning white from the force he exerted. He fiercely thrust the sword through the evil creature that attacked Mu Yang, shielding Mu Yang behind him and saying, "Calm down. Now is not the time to be sad."

At some point, Li Xuan could sense Mu Yang's emotions. He knew that Mu Yang was panicking, blaming himself, and in pain. However, Mu Yang's negative emotions made it difficult for Li Xuan to calm down and kill the enemy.

"I can't calm down!" Mu Yang choked up and raised his eyes, tears streaming down his face. He clenched his fists tightly, feeling a dull pain in his chest that made it hard to breathe.

He and Li Yian grew up together, and they had a deep bond. Even though they had many conflicts, he still treated Li Yian as a family member. Li Yian had protected him, comforted him, and even nearly been killed by a demon to protect him and the Mu family.

The person he owed the most was her.

Li Xuan was also affected by Mu Yang's unstable mind. While killing the enemy, he was dazed for a few times due to heart pain. His face was scratched by the evil sharp claws, and a long bloody mark dripped from it.

Li Xuan frowned and looked back at Mu Yang.

Mu Yang covered his eyes with his hands, tears streaming down his face. He gritted his teeth, the hatred for the evil in his heart and the pain brought by Li Yian's death made him collapse.

The usually gentle Mu Yang suddenly raised his eyes. His hatred for the evil spirits made him stare at the group of evil spirits in front of him with red eyes. He said hatefully, "We must kill them!"

With red eyes, he took out a dagger and cut his arm. Blood flowed out with a trace of divine light. The breath of God attracted countless evil things to rush towards him from the darkness.

As long as he uses all his blood to purify these evils, maybe Li Yian can come back?

"Mu Yang!" Li Xuan saw that Mu Yang seemed to want to die together with the evil people, and opened his eyes angrily, "Don't mess around!"

Countless evil spirits were attracted by Mu Yang's blood like crazy. Li Xuan had no energy to pay attention to Mu Yang. He held the sword and killed the evil spirits, but wave after wave of evil spirits came like waves. After Li Xuan killed one wave, another wave came. The whole palace fell into hellish darkness.

And in this endless darkness, only Mu Yang emitted a faint light, attracting countless dark creatures, trying to destroy the only light in the darkness.

"Mu Yang!" Bai He looked in shock at the young man in white who used his own blood to purify the evil, "You..."

He wanted to go over and snatch the dagger from Mu Yang's hand, but Mu Yang dodged him.

Mu Yang used a dagger to cut a bigger wound, and blood flowed out like a stream. A brighter light emanated from his body. Circles of evil spirits approaching Mu Yang were pierced through the body by the light and turned into ashes before they were killed by Li Xuan.

The pain in his body was far less than the pain in his heart. Thinking that Li Yian was killed by these evil people, he stared at them intently and said with gritted teeth, "Give my cousin back to me!"

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As the sky grew darker, Li Yian held the stone tightly, looking back from time to time at the white-clothed ghost following closely behind her, feeling extremely irritated.

For some reason, this ghost always followed her. Although the ghost didn't dare to approach her, it was enough to make her feel bad.

Li Yian returned home and took out the key from her backpack. As soon as she opened the door, she heard her grandmother's familiar voice from inside the house, "Is that Yian?"

Li Yian was stunned. Grandma? Didn't grandma pass away?

Li Yian was raised by her grandmother, who accompanied her from early childhood to high school. Her grandmother passed away during the Gaokao exam, leaving Li Yian devastated. She failed the exam and struggled with the loss for years.

As Li Yian was stunned, a new memory quickly overshadowed her remaining memories. Her grandmother hadn't passed away; she had just had a strange dream about her grandmother's death. In reality, she lived with her grandmother, who would wait for her at home every day and cook for her.

Li Yian's originally tense face softened a little, and she replied, "Yes, grandma."

When she turned around to close the door, she could still see the ghost standing outside staring at her. Li Yian frowned and quickly slammed the door shut.

While Li Yian was changing her shoes, her grandmother came out of the kitchen carrying food and asked with a smile, "Why are you back so late today?"

Grandma was as kind and amiable as she remembered. Li Yian hurried over to help her carry the food to the dining table and explained, "I went to meet a friend today."

Li Yian naturally couldn't tell her grandmother that there was an inexplicable ghost haunting her. Her grandmother had always been a superstitious person, and if she knew about it, she would be scared.

Grandma smiled and said, "Okay. Please sit down first and I'll go cut you some watermelon."

"Okay." Li Yian put his backpack on the table and looked around. The furnishings in the room seemed unfamiliar, but when Li Yian was struggling, new memories began to emerge in his mind, giving Li Yian a reasonable explanation for everything around him.

The ghost had followed Li Yian into the house and was now standing in a corner, staring at her intently. Li Yian raised her hand to cover her eyes, pretending she couldn't see it. She had been worried about what the ghost might do to her family, but now she realized it was only staring at her, not at anyone else, and that no one else could even notice the ghost.

Originally she was afraid of the ghost, but now that it couldn't do anything to her, Li Yian could barely ignore it.

She took out the dishes and chopsticks from the sterilizer and placed them on the table one by one. Suddenly, a fragment of memory came to her mind. Before her grandmother died, she was cutting watermelon for her. She stepped on the water stains on the ground, slipped and broke her lumbar vertebrae.

Li Yian quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and walked quickly to the kitchen. He happened to see his grandmother fall to the ground. Li Yian was panicked and stood there in a daze, "Grandma, you, you..."

Grandma fell on her back on the ground, but she quickly sat up, turned around and smiled at Li Yian, "I'm fine, the ground is too slippery..." After that, she stood up holding the door edge.

Li Yian hurried forward to support her. Seeing her grandmother's usual smile, she felt confused and uneasy. Why did her grandmother seem to feel no pain after the fall?

The ghost standing in the corner stared at Li Yian with a cold smile, and its pale lips moved as it spoke something. But Li Yian could not understand the language of the ghost's otherworldly world.

Grandma handed the watermelon in the fruit plate to Li Yian with a smile on her face and said, "Let's go have dinner." After that, she turned and walked towards the hall.

Li Yian held a fruit plate and followed behind his grandmother with a heavy heart. The grandmother in his memory had difficulty walking, but the grandmother in front of him walked easily and naturally. Even with a hunched back, her steps were as brisk as those of a young person.

Something was wrong. After waking up from the dream, everything she experienced was wrong.

She has many memories of this world in her mind, but these memories are very unfamiliar to her. The familiar memories that remain in her mind are gradually being covered by new memories.

In her remaining memories, her grandmother had always been in poor health. But her new memories told her that she had only dreamed that her grandmother was in poor health, and that her grandmother had always been in good health.

Late at night, Li Yian tossed and turned in her bed, while the ghost stood in the corner of her room, staring at her intently. Li Yian turned her back to the ghost, holding the peace stone tightly in her hand.

This peace stone was given to her by her deskmate. At present, it seems that her deskmate is more consistent with the image in her memory. Maybe she will ask her deskmate tomorrow.

The sound of raindrops could be heard outside, and soon footsteps could be heard from outside. The footsteps approached Li Yian's bedside. With her eyes tightly closed, Li Yian heard scattered discussions in the room. The noise grew louder, as if thousands of people were surrounding her, discussing something.

Li Yian opened his eyes quickly, turned over and looked towards the bedside. In the dim light, there was no one there.

Hallucination?

Li Yian's heart began to beat violently. She gently got up and walked outside. The lights were still on, and her grandmother was still wiping the table with a rag. If Li Yian remembered correctly, her grandmother had also been wiping the table three hours ago.

She felt that the environment she was in was like a set illusion. Because the people in the illusion were not real people, they would not do normal things like real people.

As soon as this idea popped into his mind, Li Yian broke out in cold sweat.

She was so confused that she ran out of the house. It was raining heavily outside. The cold rain hitting her seemed to calm her panicked heart.

On a dark rainy night, only the street lamps cast a faint light. Li Yian stood in the middle of the road. The whole world seemed to be quiet, and she was the only living person.

She could see the cars on the road had stopped, the advertisements on the skyscrapers had stopped playing, and the people inside the buildings were doing the same thing over and over again. When Li Yian ran to the mall, she saw that the amusement park was still lined with people. The owner of the coffee shop was still looking down at his phone.

New memories kept popping up in her mind, convincing her that everything was normal.

The ghost followed her and smiled coldly at her.

The drizzle from the mountain fell on the stone pavilion, and strings of water droplets fell along the eaves.

A woman in ancient costume stood in the audience, watching the opera being performed on stage. She looked at the young character who was in agony and slashed his wrists as a sacrifice. She also looked at the guardian character who was fighting hard but was affected by the young man's mood. She lowered her eyes slightly and said, "The guardian is already good enough, but Feng Yao's true self has not yet grown. She needs to experience the pain of losing a loved one before she can transform."

No matter when or what kind of pain you encounter, remaining rational is the most important thing. This is the quality that God requires. Maintaining rationality not only saves yourself, but also saves others.

Suddenly the woman frowned as she saw the character she had eliminated reappear on the stage.

In the heavy rain, the girl threw away the peace stone in her hand, and the ghost guarding her pounced on it, trying to merge with her soul.

Li Yian felt severe pain all over her body. When the ghost's hands touched her, the sinister words he said were directly imprinted in her mind.

"You actually tried to talk to me."

Li Yian collapsed when she suspected that she was living in an illusion. It seemed that she was the only living person in the world, and everyone else was just a programmed program. This made her extremely panicked.

Her memory seemed to be gradually tampered with, gradually rationalizing the irrationality of this world. Perhaps before long, she would become like the people in this world, repeating strange actions day and night without any thoughts.

As she thought about this, the ghost following behind her seemed more like a living person than the people in this world.

Even though she kept thinking that she couldn't let the ghost get close to her, she finally threw away the stone and let the ghost approach her.

When the ghost's hands touched her, all her memories were restored.