The young prince stood up and thanked Yan Rui as if no one was around: "Thank you...... Sister...... If you hadn't appeared in time to save me, I'm afraid I would have died at the hands of the prince and others. ”

Yan Rui replied dryly: "Don't thank me, I'm just passing by." ”

After saying this, there was a silence between the two of them for about two breaths, and the young prince looked up at Yan Rui slightly, as if he was still listening to her.

Feng Yiluan and the three of them only thought that this was an illusion jam, and at this time they didn't realize that it was actually Yan Rui who had omitted the second half of the sentence that should have been said.

When the young prince spoke again, the words he said were already a little inconsistent with Yan Rui's answer.

I only heard him shake his head and sigh and say, "These things are hard to say, don't mention them...... I don't know my sister's surname, how to call it?"

Yan Rui said her name, I don't have a surname, you can just call me Yan Rui.

The young prince showed a smile on his face and said: "Yan Rui, this name is so good, I will call you Sister Yan Rui in the future, my sister is my savior, please accept my worship!"

Regardless of his status as a prince, the young man knelt down in a proper manner and kowtowed to Yan Rui uprightly.

Yan Rui did not speak.

After the young prince worshipped, looking at his movements, it was obvious that he should have been helped up by the person opposite, but because Yan Rui was in the portrait and did not help him, his whole movement seemed slightly strange.

The young prince stood up, looked at Yan Rui and said, "I don't know...... I know this request is too abrupt, but I want to be strong so that I don't have to be bullied by others all the time, and live this precarious life......"

Yan Rui only said four words: "I am a demon cultivator." ”

Then, there was another brief gap of silence between the two.

At this time, Feng Yiluan and Mrs. Yan could already guess that Yan Rui did not answer according to the dialogue in her memory, and they didn't know if she was too lazy to repeat those words, or deliberately wanted to hide them.

Sure enough, after two more breaths, the young prince said: "But what about the demon cultivators? Look at my so-called brothers, they are all so-called righteous paths, but so what? They don't even let go of their own brothers and sisters! Although he was born as a prince, he will inevitably be caught up in the open and secret arrows of the struggle for power, but he will not be killed completely! It's a pity...... I just suffer from the fact that I have always had a hard time, I have never been able to get guidance from superiors, and I only hate myself for being too weak and weak, and I can't even protect my own sister......"

Speaking of this, the young prince was emotional, slightly incoherent, there was a layer of tears flashing in his eyes, he clenched his fists, and looked at Yan Rui with expectant eyes: "Sister Yan Rui, you can use the five-rank cultivation as the so-called righteous path to kill the sixth grade, which means that the power of the demon cultivation is stronger than the righteous path, sister, please teach me the magic of the demon path! I really want to learn!"

Yan Rui shook her head and sighed: "I am a very hard-hearted person, I accidentally saved you today, maybe it was just because I wanted to kill someone, how could you ask for help from a demon cultivator like this?

The young prince said in a tone of [I can't let go if I grab a life-saving straw and die]: "Sister Yanrui is a demon cultivator, I will also be a demon cultivator, I want to survive, I want to be strong, I want to be so strong that no one can bully me! I want to be so strong that I can use their blood to pay off all the hatred in the past!"

In the last half of the sentence, the young prince said it through gritted teeth.

Feng Yiluan thought to herself, she seemed to have said something similar, if the second half of the sentence was omitted, the first half of the sentence would be the same.

It can be seen that this little prince must live in an environment where the wind and swords are strictly pressing, otherwise how could he risk losing his identity as a prince and would rather become a demon cultivator?

She suddenly felt a little sympathy for this young prince, they were all threatened by life and death, and they all wanted to become stronger.

Chen Sandou also sighed softly on the side: "This kid, these words are really a bit demonic, I am a fellow Taoist of my generation! I am suddenly very curious, did you agree to teach him magic techniques in the end? Why didn't you hurry up and agree to him?"

Yan Rui sighed to herself: "In this world, above people, there is also the way of heaven, the path of cultivation is endless, whether it is the right way or the demon path, look up, there are always more powerful and strong people above us, endless, endless...... Seeing that although I have cultivated to the seventh rank and traveled rampant across the continent, I am only one step away from being able to step into the demon realm, but in the end, what will happen to me? Isn't it still sealed in this broken painting by those righteous people, and in a flash, it is a thousand years, no matter how powerful it is...... What can we do after all? There is so much hatred in this world, even if our hands are stained with blood and countless lives have been killed, in the end, we have not ended up with unrequited hatred?"

Feng Yiluan thought, these words of Yan Rui are definitely still not the dialogues that should have been said in her memory, they must be the emotion she realized at this time.

Chen Sandou said: "Huh, this is because she has been depressed in the painting for too long, and even her mind has been changed, and she can say such a bunch of words?"

And the young prince once again did not communicate with Yan Rui's words, he only continued to say to Yan Rui with his own care: "No, I have no intention of fighting for the throne at all, I just want to protect my mother and sister, and all those who are worthy of my protection, I want to be strong first to protect myself, and when I am strong enough, I will wait for the opportunity to take revenge!"

Yan Rui shook her head lightly in the painting, and finally said the dialogue that should be said according to her memory: "Demon cultivation is not the right way, what's more, I'm just a small five-grade demon cultivator, I'm not qualified to teach you, let alone mistake you, so let's do it, I'll give you a map, it's the inheritance of a demon cultivator predecessor I have explored, although it has been explored by more than one person, but there are still a lot of resources in it, if you have a heart, go find this inheritance yourself, and cultivate it yourself, as for whether you want to cultivate the truth or the demon path after all, it's all up to your heart." ”

The young prince made the gesture of taking a map scroll, and said solemnly and resolutely: "Okay, I will find this inheritance myself, if I can not die all the way: if one day, I can be as strong as Sister Yanrui, I should go to find my sister." I only hope that by then, no matter how much time has passed, my sister will still remember me, and at that time, I will thank my sister in person for saving her life and guiding her way. ”

As the young prince finished saying this, and thanked Yan Rui again, Feng Yiluan's eyes went dark again, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that they had been teleported back to the original stone hall together.

The illusion circle was gone, and all that was left was the bare stone walls and stone floors.