The picture changed again.

Chu Chengjun still has an evil aura, but there is a shadow of the past in his eyes, warm and compassionate, with sadness and guilt.

He seemed to be setting up something that caused him to consume too much, and his face became more and more pale.

Suddenly, Chu Chengjun withdrew his hand, with a relieved smile on his face, but a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Brother Wang-" The person behind him hurriedly supported the overconsumed Chu Chengjun, who only had one left arm.

This is - Jinpeng General Chu Yi.

"Chu Yi, I succeeded-" Chu Chengjun had a smile on his face, but it made people feel that he was crying.

"Brother Wang, we didn't find Yun. Chu Yi lowered his head.

"It's okay if I didn't find it, after all, I don't want him to die with me-" Chu Chengjun's calm words carried a vicissitudes of life and despair tone, which made Chu Yi's eyes red all of a sudden.

Jun Wunian couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart, the holy prince with infinite scenery, the powerful and invincible Shura King, and now only the exhausted Chu Chengjun remained.

The sight of memories continues—

"Brother Wang, do you really want to do this?" Chu Yi asked hesitantly.

"Yes—they are—it's not fair, and it won't fulfill us—and now—" The Holy Prince's smile was clean and clear, and seemed to have a holy glow.

Once again, the picture changes and becomes a battlefield.

The people on the side of the Holy Prince were tenacious and unyielding, and fought bloodily to the end of their lives. At that time, the mages gathered under the leadership of the four major academies and the five great families were ending the last afterglow of the Ming Dynasty with a battle.

In this battle, 100,000 demonic beasts did not fight, and the holy prince did not use the power of Shura, but used the ancient martial arts passed down from generation to generation of the Ming Dynasty to fight like a warrior.

In the end, all the warriors on the side of the Holy Prince fell and died in a bloody battle.

And the victorious side, without the slightest joy of the victor, slowly bowed to the remains of the holy prince.

Born to be a king, to die, also to respect the king's courtesy.

This is where the memories come to an abrupt end.

Jun Wunian stood in place, as if he couldn't come back to his senses.

Lan Sheng walked up to Jun Wunian and found that Jun Wunian was like a whole person who had lost his soul, and he didn't seem to understand what happened to Jun Wunian.

The memories of King Shura just now, only Jun Wunian can see them.

"I'm fine—" Jun Wunian's voice was a little hoarse, as if thousands of years had passed at once.

"What did you just see?" After all, the Golden-Winged Dapeng was a demonic beast with tens of thousands of years of experience, and he immediately guessed Jun Wunian's situation.

"I saw King Shura-" At this point, Jun Wunian suddenly heard a click.

Everyone hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound, only to see a mezzanine suddenly popping out of the stone wall below the statue.

In the mezzanine is a colorful key, quaint and old, shining, as if it has been waiting for a long time.

Jun Wunian reached out and took out the key, wanting to see what it was. An extremely strong ice elemental power suddenly struck towards Jun Wunian's right side.

Jun Wunian hurriedly dodged sideways, and Lan Sheng's water shield also blocked the attack for Jun Wunian at a critical moment.

It's finally here -

Jun Wunian unhurriedly put the colorful key in his pocket and looked at the source of the attack.

In this temple of holy demons, the candle flame that has not been extinguished for thousands of years guarded by a mysterious power can be seen in every corner.

A figure was hidden behind a nearby door, and he was not visible, but the shadow of the fire on the candlestick revealed him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time—" Jun Wunian looked at the shadow on the ground, which was stretched so long by the candle flame that he couldn't distinguish between men, women, and children.

But Jun Wunian had already vaguely guessed the identity of Rao behind the door.

Ice attribute, the strength of elemental power is about seventy-five rank, and there is only one person who meets such conditions in Jun Wunian's cognition.

"There's no need to hide anymore - Song Lengfeng, the captain of the Song family's guards. Jun Wunian had an incomprehensible look on his face, and there was a faint depth and fierceness in his eyes.

The man hesitated for a moment, as if considering something, but then slowly walked out from behind the door.

"How do you know who I am? "Song Lengfeng's face is the kind that is almost unrecognizable in the crowd, but it is plain but with a hint of coldness.

"Although the corpse in the hall next to you has been covered with the illusion formation, it has been recognized by the scorching night. Those corpses were all mages of the Song family. When Jun Wunian came here, Song Shilin's delicate body trembled, as if she was suppressing her sadness.

Jun Wunian didn't take into account Song Shilin's expression, but went down to his own heart: "But there are a few people missing from that corpse - Song Wenzhi of the Song family, Song Shilin, Zhan Hongyue, Ye Xu, and you." “

"The expressions on these Song family mages when they died were all incredulous, and at that time I guessed that the person who did it was probably someone they knew, or someone they were familiar with. ”

"Actually, at that time, I suspected that everything here was directed and acted by the Song family, but I later felt that something was not right. Because this time the Song family came out of the elite, no family would sacrifice all the elites to complete the purpose. The most important thing is that with such a big game, I can't think of any reason for the Song family to do this. ”

"So, I put the object of suspicion on you, Zhan Hongyue, and Ye Xu. “

"Ye Chen's cultivation is not high, only about sixty levels, he will definitely not be able to kill all the Song family mages alone, and his ability is a wood-based auxiliary class. ”

"Zhan Hongyue is an upright person, her fire elemental power is extremely hot and pure, but there is no trace of evil aura. We were attacked by a fire mage on the way, and I had carefully discerned that Rao elemental power was very different from the Battle Red Moon. ”

"And I don't know much about you. Jun Wunian raised his head and looked directly at Song Lengfeng, "What do you and your partner want?

Song Lengfeng, who had been speechless, suddenly spoke coldly: "He is worthy of being a student of the Holy Academy, and he is also the captain of the team." When I first heard that Sister Song Shilin was your identity, I still didn't believe it, a mercenary suddenly became a student of the Holy Academy. But now, your wisdom alone is enough to match your identity. “

Song Lengfeng didn't have a trace of emotion when he spoke, making it impossible to distinguish his thoughts.

"Song Shilin will help you, it should be someone you have taken hostage-" Jun Wunian guessed.

Song Shilin's body trembled even more.

"That's right—Song Wenzhi is in my hands. “

Jun Wunian suddenly felt that although this Song Lengfeng's body was cold, there was a kind of decisiveness in his style of words and actions, which invisibly gave Jun Wunian a sense of openness.

"What do you want?"

"The key in your pocket—as long as you hand over the key, I'll let Song Lengfeng go—"