Yang Qingning opened her eyes and abruptly sat up on the bed. Her entire body was drenched in cold sweat.
"Ning 'er, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, I'm here. "
A warm and fair hand came up and touched her forehead lightly. "That medicine is really effective. The fever subsides after you sweat. Are you hungry? "
"Mother …" Yang Qingning stared blankly at the face that she missed so dearly. Tears gradually welled up in her eyes. "Mother, it's really you …"
"Silly girl, you can't even recognize your mother?" The beautiful woman sitting by the bed pursed her lips and smiled. She took a bowl of porridge from the maid beside her. "You haven't eaten anything since yesterday. You must have fainted from hunger. Here, have some porridge to warm your stomach." As she spoke, she took a spoonful and blew on it before feeding it to Yang Qingning.
Only then did Yang Qingning realize that her stomach was empty. Indeed, she was so hungry that she felt dizzy. She immediately gobbled down the porridge, but the hunger was still there. She simply grabbed the bowl and poured the porridge into her mouth. Only then did she feel slightly better.
"Eat slowly, eat slowly. No one is fighting with you. Really …" The beautiful woman lovingly wiped the corner of her mouth.
"Mother …" Yang Qingning's eyes were filled with tears again. "I had a nightmare, I dreamt …"
"What did you dream of?" The beautiful woman saw that she froze halfway through her sentence.
Her pupils suddenly shrank. "Mother, where's father?"
"Your father is playing with your younger sister in the yard." The beautiful woman said.
She suddenly looked at the door and heard a childish voice coming from outside. "Daddy, daddy, Tong 'er wants to play a game of monsters eating people."
"Then daddy will fulfill Tong 'er's wish." A rough male voice laughed.
"No …" Yang Qingning seemed to have lost her soul. She only regained her senses when a terrifying sound came from outside the yard. Her whole body trembled.
"No!"
Her expression changed drastically. She rushed out of the bed and pushed the door open. What entered her eyes was the scene of her younger sister, Yang Qingtong, who was only three years old. Half of her head had been bitten off by a bloody mouth.
"Ning 'er, what's wrong?" The beautiful woman curiously walked over. Seeing this scene, she screamed in pain, "Tong 'er, mother's Tong' er … Master, what are you doing!"
The man's body was surrounded by mysterious talismans. His head was intact, but there was a huge bloody mouth on his neck. Hearing the voice, he turned around in a daze and smiled foolishly. "I don't know either, hehe."
Then, it swallowed the remaining half of the corpse in one gulp and pounced towards them.
"Master, Gong Zheng, what happened to you, you …" The beautiful woman hurriedly pushed away Yang Qingning, who was so frightened that she couldn't move. Her hands, which had never even touched the water in spring, trembled violently because of fear, but she didn't hesitate to reach out and block that bloody mouth.
With her strength, she couldn't resist at all, and was knocked to the ground in an instant.
However, she somehow managed to muster enough strength to support her mouth with her frail arms, which usually couldn't even chop a single piece of firewood. She yelled hysterically at Yang Qingning, who was dumbfounded, "Ning 'er, run!"
"Mother …" Yang Qingning's mind went blank. "Run …"
Crack!
In the end, the beautiful woman couldn't resist the monster, and her entire head was bitten off.
A gush of boiling blood splashed onto Yang Qingning's face, burning her consciousness. Then, there was a piercing scream.
"Sister Qingning, Sister Qingning, wake up …"
There was a voice beside her ear, and she felt her body being shaken. She suddenly opened her eyes, and with trembling lips, she hugged the quilt and moved to the corner of the bed.
Standing by the bed, Xiao Huan felt helpless. "Sister, did you have that nightmare again?" As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief and moved closer to wipe the cold sweat off Yang Qingning's face. "It's rare for you to sleep, and the hateful dream demon came to disturb you again. How insensible!"
"How long have I been asleep?" Yang Qingning gradually woke up.
"Less than two hours." Xiao Huan ran over to pour some tea. "Sister, drink some water to calm yourself."
Yang Qingning took the tea and drank it. Her body finally stopped trembling. She tiredly lifted the quilt. "Help me prepare a bucket of water."
"But Lord Jin has been waiting for you for a long time." Xiao Huan said cautiously.
"I'll go see him." Yang Qingning's fatigue was instantly swept away. As she stood up, her aura surged, and her body quickly recovered to its original state.
This was a house. In the central room, a burly young man was nibbling on a pear in boredom. When he heard Yang Qingning's footsteps, he said lazily, "Lian, even if we're good friends, you can't make me wait for so long. Although I'm not a disciple of a big sect, time is still precious. "
Yang Qingning stepped into the central room and casually took off her veil. "Cut the crap!"
"Here, I've marked it all here." The young man threw a piece of parchment over. "Ah yes, the Dragon has instructed you to meet up with us as soon as you're done. The escort fleet has already set off."
"Bring Xiao Huan over first." Yang Qingning said coldly and left the house.
She followed the map and quickly found an underground secret passage. Following the secret passage, she suddenly saw a huge naturally formed cave in front of her.
Observing the intersecting bridge, her eyes suddenly flashed, and she locked onto a secret passage on the lower right. Shouts could be heard coming from it.
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
"Stop dilly-dallying! Are you asking for a beating?"
A group of muddle-headed people walked out of the secret passage one after another. Their eyes were blank, as if they only had the instinct to walk.
On each side, there were two men who seemed to be supervisors with whips, driving the crowd away.
There weren't many of them, only about a dozen. Soon, they were all gone.
Yang Qingning quietly followed them.
At this point, there was actually no other way. They followed the bridge all the way down to the bottom of the karst cave, where there was a vast open space. There was a circle of black-robed men standing around, looking at what was happening in the middle of the field expressionlessly.
What was happening in the middle of the square was extremely strange.
The people who were driving the "zombies" brought the "zombies" to an altar covered in blood-red runes to be handed over. Then, they spoke a few words to another supervisor below the stage.
The supervisor then shouted, "One by one, line up properly. Don't mess up!"
The group of people lined up below the altar. The first person stood up. There was a flash of red light on the altar, and something entered his body. He fell to the ground in pain, and then his body began to mutate. He turned into a Meteorite Beast on the spot.
After the mutation, he crawled down the altar in pain, and his head was chopped off by another person. Then, a mysterious light that could condense treasures appeared. In the end, his body disappeared, and only a blood-red crystal the size of a grain of sand was left.
"Tsk, useless." The person in charge of killing the beast curled his lips in disdain. He picked up the crystal and threw it into a container beside him.
The container was already filled with blood-red crystals of all sizes.
"Next!"
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