In the illusion of the Compassion Pavilion created by Nangong Xiang, Jiang Nanjun thought that the Moon Cave Gate was the exit, but in fact, it was just an illusion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the panic, two voices appeared, one to warn him, and the other to persuade him to drink Fengni's blood.

"Blood?"

His heart trembled because of this word, and he clearly realized that the female voice was talking the opposite, drinking the blood of Fengni, and he would truly fall into the devil and never recover.

A fresh and enticing scent of blood came to my nose. As soon as he inhaled with his nose, the room of fantasy "poofed", disillusioned like a blister.

Raising his eyes, Feng Nie was already in front of him, rolled up his sleeves, and was sending his bloody wrist to his lips.

The scent of blood stirred every nerve, he should have been excited, his eyes should have turned red, and his teeth were gradually elongated, but this time, he didn't, he just kept repeating in his head: The female voice said the opposite!

When this thought filled his whole heart, his face turned cold in vain, the corners of his handsome mouth also hung a sneer, his right wrist turned up, and the Yin Yan Sword flashed with a cold red light, ruthlessly plunging straight into Feng Ni's heart......

The moment the spirit sword fell, everything in the Compassion Pavilion lost its natural color and became a crystal shape.

Feng Ni's hand hung down, and blood gushed out from his heart, and soon soaked the mud next to the bamboo chair into red.

"Jiang Nanzimo, you ...... You're so ruthless......" She looked at him hatefully with bloody eyes.

He sneered, and his tone was harder than the sword, "You think I can't find the exit, I'll show you! It is the heart technique, the key to cracking it, it is naturally in the heart, and in this Compassion Pavilion, there is no other living creature with a heart except you, that is, as long as I pierce your heart, I can leave!"

Feng Ni was weak and unsupportable, but for some reason, the hatred on her face was replaced by a strange smile.

She pressed the bamboo chair with her bloody hand and said sadly: "Yes, you have realized that the only way to leave the Mercy Pavilion is to break my heart." You swore that you would never hurt me again, but you did not hesitate to pierce my heart with a sword just for one exit. If you don't realize this secret, you will lose, and if you realize it, you will lose even more! So as long as you come in, you will lose left and right! Do you know why? Because the reason why you have been poisoned by the demon dragon for a hundred years and become an undead monster is your demonic nature, Jiang Nan Zimo, let me tell you a fact, you don't want to defeat the demon in your heart, your nature is the heart--demon--"

"......What? I'm a demon, and I'm going to lose if I get out or not?"

In his life, he had never been so frightened, and he retreated in horror, and the Yin Yan sword followed his hand and pulled it out from Feng Nie's heart.

The sword was centrifuged, Feng Ni changed sharply, the blood color on his body faded, and his popularity dissipated little by little, together with the bamboo chair that could move, melted into the surrounding scenery, and turned into a crystal color of crystal crystal, and took the lead in making a "click" crisp sound.

Jiang Nanjun's heart was so painful that she threw away the sword, covered her heart tightly, and witnessed cracks appearing on her body, and after she was stretched out, she broke into countless pieces and scattered them on the ground. She finished breaking it before it was her turn to see the other things in the garden......

The peach blossom tree, along with its branches and petals, all shattered into transparent debris, and the whole tree collapsed. Destruction begins in front of the eye and extends into the distance, without stopping for a moment. All the pavilions, flowers and trees, were shattered like a phoenix, and in a blink of an eye, he stood on a crystal ruin, and in the pile of fragments, it was impossible to distinguish which one belonged to her.

"No--I'm not a demon, Feng'er, you come back, I don't want to kill you, I can't win at the cost ......of your heartbreak!

He was not afraid of being cut by shards, so he fell on the ruins, wailing and crying bitterly, but Feng Ni never responded.

The ruins of the Pavilion of Compassion began to spin, and his cry gradually became ethereal with the speed of the revolution.