After the original owner died, he kept drinking to numb himself. Ning Yan wanted to shatter his illusions and let him see what he had done. "It was too cold down there, and the blood was frozen in the wound by the temperature before it came out." "Can you guess what the last hallucination she saw was?" Heliancheng sat straight on his knees, tears streaming down his face, his eyes empty. The girl's back was straight, and every word turned into a sharp knife and pierced Helian Cheng's heart. "She saw the master when he was still alive." "She saw you molesting her for other girls, she saw you expelling her from the school over and over again, she saw you stab her in the heart with a sword." "You killed her!" puff--
Heliancheng suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood. The mixed emotions of regret and pain formed a big net, which became tighter and tighter, strangling his heart, and he almost couldn't breathe in pain. He only felt that everything around him became blurry and there was a buzzing in his ears. However, the girl's voice came through clearly. "You don't love her!" No, he loves his junior sister, he loves his junior sister very much. The first time he saw her as a child, he decided to protect her... Don't deny his love! Don't deny his love... "Ahhh-" Heliancheng covered his head and roared, his eyes filled with blood. [Congratulations to the host, task two is completed! 】 [Host, Heliancheng has gone crazy. 】 Ning Yan glanced at him coldly, turned and left. "Xiao Yan'er." Yun Jin came up. He put his hands on her waist, and the silver sleeves swayed gently, "What did you say to him?" Ning Yan's eyebrows were light, "It's nothing." [Just poking his heart. 】System supplement. Hearing this, Yun Jin laughed softly.
…… Wan Xuanzong. There were many chains on the woman's body, and she was tied tightly to the rack. There were several cuts on her wrists, and bright red liquid flowed down the arteries in streams. A young disciple stood nearby, holding a porcelain bowl to collect the blood. "It's almost full, put the bowl under him." Sect Leader Han pointed at another disciple holding a bowl and ordered. "Yes." The disciple put the bowl under the bowl of the previous disciple. When the person above took it away, the blood just dripped into his bowl. Not a drop is wasted. The woman who was forced to bleed was Lan Yuyou. At this moment, her face was pale, her mouth was stuffed with a ball of cloth, and her beautiful eyes were staring at the middle-aged man with hatred. Sect Leader Han received the woman's gaze and looked calm. "Yuyou, don't worry, this sect leader has prepared a lot of blood-generating pills for you, and I won't let you bleed dry." "Uh huh..." The old guy dared to torture her like this. She wanted to kill him. "Yuyou, you have to understand that this disaster in the world of cultivation is caused by you. Even if you are shattered to pieces, you should be responsible for this." Sect Master Han said calmly, "Besides, you have a special physique, and if you shed some blood, you can improve everyone's cultivation. This Sect Master is helping you make up for the mistakes you have made." He spoke loudly, then grabbed the largest bowl on the table and poured it into his mouth. "Hmm..." Damn it, she hates it so much. How could anyone dare to do this to her before? After the blood on the table was diluted, it was all distributed to other people. "Hahaha, my cultivation has really started to loosen up. I wonder if I can break through to the mid-distraction stage in seven days." "Sect Master Han is still hiding it deeply. Wan Xuan Sect has such a treasure, and it's only now that he brings it out. It's too bad for us." Be your own person.” The middle-aged man stroked his beard and said, "Hey, Zhang Laoyan is serious. I only discovered it recently. If I had known earlier, my cultivation would not have been stagnant in the early stage of distraction." "That's true, hahaha." A shrewd old man said, "But I think it's still not enough. Even a strong man in the Mahayana stage can't beat Ning Yan. Even if we drink up all Lan Yuyou's blood and can only break through a small level in cultivation, we still have no chance of winning." The crowd nodded. "Yes, does Mr. Han have any other ideas?" Sect Leader Han smiled mysteriously, "Of course I have other ways, but I can't say them now." Seeing him say this, it seems that he is a little sure. Everyone felt relieved a little and the atmosphere relaxed.
"Mr. Han has gone too far. He is still showing off, hahaha..." - South Weicheng. "...We have been discussing here all day. That's it for today. Let's go back first." The head of the Shao family said. The clan members stood up and left the table, talking in pairs. The head of the Shao family was sitting on the main seat. His black clothes were wrinkled, but he had no time to change. He rubbed his temples with a headache, stood up and stepped out of the threshold. "Jinyu, come with me for a walk." The young man follows. The news of the demon king's appearance is spreading. Who would have thought that the girl who threatened them was actually the Demon King. The two clans of immortals and demons are fighting, and Wanxuanzong has invited them to the sect several times. In the past, when there was no demon king, the demons were famous for their fierce fighting power. Now that the demon king has arrived, one does not know how ferocious the demons will be. On the day of the Sword and Spirit Conference, even Heng Yue, who was about to enter the Mahayana stage, couldn't take the Demon King's move. The chance of the monk winning is too slim. But if they don't go to the war and the devil comes to liquidate them afterwards, the Shao family will not be able to escape death either. Sect Leader Han said that only if the world of cultivation becomes one, can we have a chance to survive. The head of the Shao family hesitated, he didn't know what to choose. So all the powerful people in the clan were called together overnight to discuss the matter. The debate lasted for a long time without any result. Shao Jinyu was also thinking. This is related to the safety of the entire family, but unfortunately he knows too little about Ning Yan to judge whether she will kill them after the war is over. The two came to Qingtang Lake again, and it was raining again. They looked at the sparkling lake in silence. "Dad, brother!" Shao Xueming ran over holding a girl. Shao Jinyu turned around and supported the excited girl. "If you run out even if it's raining, be careful of slipping." The head of the Shao family scolded in a low voice. Shao Xueming still had a smile on her face. She reached out and touched her brother's eyebrows, "Brother, you don't look handsome when you frown." The girl took the bouquet from Ye Xiaomeng and handed it to Shao Jinyu. "The flowers Xiaomeng and I just picked are given to you. Don't be unhappy." Shao Jinyu's eyes were blank, and he looked at Xue Ming, and then at Ye Xiaomeng who was huddled quietly behind. An idea flashed through my mind.
"Father, I know what our Shao family should choose." The man's calm voice suddenly sounded. The head of the Shao family turned his eyes and saw his son's calm profile. Shao Jinyu stepped forward and knelt down, gently touching the heads of the two children. "Brother is fine. You should go back. Be careful of catching a cold." After the two girls left, the head of the Shao family asked, "What are your ideas?" "I think adults will not kill indiscriminately..." How evil can a person who just saved a vulnerable child be so mean-spirited? "Your Majesty gave us a choice. If we want to kill, we won't wait until later." "What we have to do is to distance ourselves from the relationship. The Shao family refuses to participate in this war, and all stores under their name are temporarily closed. They will not sell weapons to any force." The head of the Shao family looked at him steadily for a long time, and finally let out a heavy breath.