Baili Pangpang, who was passing by here, saw this scene, his face changed slightly, and he raised his feet to step forward to stop him.

At this moment, an arm was put on his shoulder.

A little cold sweat broke out on Cao Yuan's forehead. He looked at the fighting crowd in the distance and shook his head:

"It's useless. Their sanity has been completely destroyed. It's impossible to stop them by reasoning. It will only make them turn their finger on us...

Just do it."

After the words fell, Cao Yuan seemed to realize something was wrong and added, "I didn't say kill them..."

"I know, I'm still awake now."

Baili Pangpang took a deep breath and reached into his pocket. The green rope used to tie up the mad dog flew out again and stretched several times in the blink of an eye. It was like a green snake dancing in the air, trying to kill the dog.

Many villagers were all tied up tightly.

The villagers were bound by green ropes, but their expressions were still extremely ferocious. They turned to look at the fat and fat trio of Baili in the distance, roaring angrily and twisting their bodies crazily to get out of the ropes, but the green ropes

The rope seemed to have grown on them, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not break free.

Seeing those noisy figures roaring at him, Baili's fat eyes once again flashed with uncontrollable anger. He quickly closed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and veins popped out on the back of his hands.

It seems that he is enduring something.

Above the deep black sky, most of the red moon has peeked out of the clouds, and is as scarlet as blood.

Gurgling blood flowed from the corpses on the side. The air was hot and scorched due to the burning flames. The smell of blood kept irritating the nostrils of the three people, like the hand of a sinful and violent demon, gently teasing their consciousness.

…

Big beads of sweat fell from Cao Yuan's cheeks, and his eyes became increasingly red. He glanced at the blood-stained dagger that the villagers had dropped on the ground, and could no longer look away.

There seemed to be a voice in his mind that kept whispering, asking him to pick up the dagger.

He subconsciously moved forward half a step.

The next moment, a figure got ahead of him, picked up the short knife on the ground, threw it out with his backhand, and stabbed deeply into the eaves in the distance!

"Cao Yuan, you can't touch it..." Shen Qingzhu's eyes also showed a hint of red. He stood there, breathing heavily, looking at Cao Yuan with determination and seriousness.

Cao Yuan looked at Shen Qingzhu suddenly, and was stunned for a long time before he realized what he was doing. He rubbed his temples painfully.

"I'm sorry...I couldn't control it."

"It's not your fault. You already have the Dark King in your body, and you are more irritable and out of control than others."

Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath and said to Baili Pangpang beside him:

"Bring out another forbidden object and tie up the three of us."

Baili Pangpang was startled, "Tie them all up? Aren't you going to find a way out of here?"

"Our current state is no longer suitable for searching. After a while, I'm afraid we will completely lose our sanity... The only thing we can do now is to control ourselves and not give Qiye Jialanqing Yu Jiang'er and the others

Cause trouble." Shen Qingzhu breathed heavily, and with his rationality fluctuating crazily, he reluctantly cleared his mind and continued:

"Jialan has [Immortality] in her body and will not be affected by the power here. She is with Qiye, and it is very likely that she will find a way to leave here before the closed loop ends...

We can only trust them."

After Baili Pangpang nodded, he took out another green rope from his pocket and controlled it to swim outside the three of them.

At this moment, Baili Pangpang suddenly snorted, the redness in his eyes flashed again, and the green rope he controlled suddenly stirred violently, like an out-of-control python, swimming crazily in mid-air.

The green ropes binding the villagers also trembled slightly.

Baili Pangpang's current state of mind is no longer able to control two forbidden objects at the same time.

When Shen Qingzhu saw this scene, she clenched her teeth and walked up to Baili Pangpang, holding out her palm:

"Give me the forbidden items and I will tie them."

"Brother La, can you control it?" Baili Pangpang glanced at Cao Yuan, who was shaking uncontrollably, and said worriedly, "If your consciousness also loses control and the forbidden object is released, we will really

I can’t hold Lao Cao down anymore…”

"I will stay awake." Shen Qingzhu stretched out his palm and repeated, "Give it to me."

After Baili Pangpang hesitated for a moment, he handed the forbidden object to Shen Qingzhu.

Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath and poured his mental power into the forbidden object. The green rope seemed to come to life again. It flew out and directly tied Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan together. Cao Yuan's arms became unconscious.

He struggled hard but couldn't break away from the rope.

"Brother La, why don't you tie yourself up too?" Baili Pangpang asked when he saw Shen Qingzhu standing alone in the corner.

Shen Qingzhu shook his head, "If I tie myself up, I will be more irritable and lose control of my emotions faster..."

He staggered to the ruins of the burned-out house, sat down on the dark bricks, took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in the corner of his mouth. His right hand tremblingly reached to his mouth, and he gently clicked with his thumb and fingers.

Pinch.

Stab——!

A wisp of fire ignited under the red moon full of dust and embers.

The flame lit the cigarette, and the smoke drifted over the village with the breeze. Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

The red moon projected his lonely and steady back on the charred wall. He sat alone in front of the roaring beings, calmly watching this crazy world, filled with smoke, and the silent battle between reason and madness...

I don't know how long it took, but a figure came slowly from the end of the road.

It was a young man carrying a black coffin. His steps were staggering, but his expression was extremely calm. He casually pulled out a blood-stained hatchet from the roadside, and under the red moon, he firmly moved toward the bound Cao Cao.

Yuan walked away.

His eyes were scarlet.

…

seabed.

In the crazily churning sea water, Lin Qiye stood on the back of the lantern fish, with a touch of red in his eyes.

"The power to influence emotions is getting stronger and stronger... Is this the red moon he calls?" Lin Qiye frowned, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He stared at Chen Yangrong, who was about to be swallowed by the stomach wall, with a solemn expression.

Incomparable.

"Boy..." Chen Yangrong looked at Lin Qiye with a painful expression and said with a sneer, "I still say what I said, if you don't want to die, just come and pull out this knife."

Lin Qiye clenched her fists tightly and said nothing, seemingly ignoring Chen Yangrong's words.

Chen Yangrong shook his head, "Why don't you understand? Under the gaze of 'them', weak creatures like humans cannot stay rational at all. Both you and your companions in the village will end up killing each other.
Chapter completed!