Although his body couldn't move, Yuan Fengqing's consciousness was awake, and an ugly, sharp voice came from his ear, "Master, what's wrong with you?" You've been waiting for ten years, isn't it for this moment? As long as you can make it, you will no longer have to be bound by this abominable ring, and you will be free! ”

This voice is very familiar, Yuan Fengqing quickly reacted, this is the voice of the yellow skin essence!

So, what is that breath just now......

Sure enough, after the purple shadow flashed, the tall figure of the blood painting appeared in front of her, looking at her condescendingly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

is still in a purple robe, his long hair is like a waterfall, and the corners of his blood-painted clothes and ink hair are always windless and automatic, which can always add a mysterious elegance to his gorgeous face, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

In the past, every time Blood Painting looked at her, Amber's eyes were always indifferent and emotionless, but today, there was an inexplicable glint in his eyes, that is...... Interesting?

Yes, it was fun, Yuan Fengqing looked up at him with dull eyes, and didn't understand why he showed such a gaze, but the words of the yellow skin spirit made her suddenly wake up, it turned out that she had been ignoring the existence of this powerful, and I didn't know whether it was an immortal or a demon. His previous life-saving graces had made him completely forget his evil nature. And he has been attached to the Lord of the Rings and has not done anything to himself, it is not that he will no longer be unfavorable to himself, it is probably just that the time is not ripe enough, and he has not completely lifted the seal in the Lord of the Rings.

So today, he has successfully unblocked, and he needs to find a body to successfully take away and let himself see the light again?

After Yuan Fengqing figured out this layer, a relieved smile actually appeared on her face, thinking: If this is the case, there is nothing wrong with it, anyway, she is a sinner through the ages, it is she who has caused her parents, brothers and all the clansmen to disappear, she should have disappeared with them when she forgot the valley of sorrows, what is the use of living alone in the world now? What face does she have to return to the fairy realm and return to the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows?

Thinking of this, her eyes showed deep despair, and her dark eyes were like stars that had fallen to the bottom of the sea, without a trace of luster.

"Master, what are you waiting for?" The yellow skin that came out of the magic ring saw that the blood painting just stood there, motionless and looked at Yuan Fengqing lying flat in the grass, and asked suspiciously.

The blood painting ignored it, but slowly moved his eyes to the smooth mirror in front of him, which no longer had any images.

In the middle of the mirror, five thin blood marks have dried up, like five blood snakes, which look extremely ugly.

Yuan Fengqing, who was as dead as ashes, suddenly heard him mutter, "It turns out that the secrets in your heart are these, very good, you are actually no different from me, they are just fallen people at the end of the world." ”

Yuan Fengqing looked at him blankly, not knowing why.

Seeing that her eyes were lifeless, the blood painting frowned slightly, slowly squatted down, and said in a slightly cold voice, "What?" Do you want to die? That's easy, the deity can take your life now! ”

Yuan Fengqing still looked at him without reacting, his eyes were blank.

Blood Painting's eyes narrowed slightly, and a domineering aura immediately wrapped around Yuan Fengqing's neck, causing her to breathe short, and her scattered eyes finally focused back, looking at the man in front of her in a daze.

Facing the blood painting up close, Yuan Fengqing found that his skin was extremely delicate, like a thin cicada wing, if you look closely, you can faintly see the green tendons and blood vessels in the skin, and I don't know if he is like this himself, or if he is a primordial god and not an entity that makes him look so transparent and thin.

Seeing that her eyes had been staring at herself, but she was still not angry, not as dark and quiet as usual, even in the face of death, she did not have the fear and worry that an ordinary girl should have, the blood painting raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at the mirror mountain in front of her and asked, "If you really want to die, this monarch can fulfill you, but are you sure you really don't have to avenge your relatives to end your life?" ”

At the mention of his relatives, Yuan Fengqing's already silent heart twitched suddenly, and after the countless chaotic pictures in his mind were entangled, he slowly closed his eyes.

What's wrong with her? How did you come up with the idea of death? Had she forgotten the vows she had made when she was born again? Has she forgotten the true meaning of Heaven reliving her?

No! Even if heaven and earth are unkind, and all the peers in the fairy realm are unkind, she can't give up on herself and die! In any case, she will try her best to return to the Immortal Realm and carefully investigate the truth of the matter of the "Heavenly Dao Pill", even if her parents and relatives are no longer there, she will not let the Forgotten Sorrow Valley be charged with colluding with the Demon Dao, and she will be spurned by the same sect in the Immortal Realm for eternity! This is the meaning of her existence, and the true purpose of her survival!

His mind changed from dead ashes to agitation, trying to suppress the boiling blood veins to calm him again, and when Yuan Fengqing opened his eyes again, his eyes had regained vitality, and he asked calmly as before, "What did you plan to do to me just now...... Takeaway? ”

Blood Painting nodded slightly, as if she was very satisfied that she had completed the transformation of her mind in such a short time, and said with a smile, "Yes, according to the original plan, Benjun only needs to devour your Yuan Shen to have your body forever, and there is no need to hide in the Lord Ring and live that dark life." However, Benjun has changed his mind now, do you know why? ”

"Because you saw my past life, you think that I am sick and sympathetic to you, and we are both burdened with great grievances and hatred, right?"

Hearing that she actually said it so thoroughly, the blood painting slowly got up and let out a long laugh, "Yes, you are very smart and calm, this is the reason why Benjun admires you." Although you are still very weak now, if you have the help of this monarch, why is it difficult to ascend to the immortal realm? ”

As soon as his words fell, Yuan Fengqing felt that his body was loosened, and the aura that imprisoned him quietly dispersed, presumably it was the blood painting that secretly did it, since he was willing to let himself go, he must not attack himself again, and he was slightly relieved in his heart.

Although Blood Painting intended to give up on himself before, even now he only let himself go because he sympathized with his plight and felt that he was burdened with the same heavy hatred and grievances as him, but she could not take it lightly, and she still had to be careful in the future. But she also knew in her heart that the blood painting was very powerful, and if he really wanted to attack him, she would be powerless to resist. Besides, he is very weak now, and he can't completely get rid of the ring, instead of worrying day and night that the blood painting will be unfavorable to him, it is better to agree to his conditions now and get his help, as for who he will ask himself to deal with in the future, what difficult things to do, there are always other ways to deal with it.

"Master, did you let her go so easily? Didn't you mean ......," Huang Pizijing, who was standing next to the blood painting's feet, saw that he didn't plan to give up Yuan Fengqing again, and asked anxiously for a while, but he was frightened by the cold gaze of the blood painting and swallowed back the remaining words, only looking at Yuan Fengqing with a pair of resentful eyes, his eyes were very unwilling.