"Bai Luo" stood in the middle of the mandala in white, she stretched out her hand and gently picked up Zong Ye's chin, and her blue pupils looked at Zong Ye carefully for a moment: "Are you injured?"

"Bai Luo" walked into the hot spring barefoot, and the hot spring water soaked the gauze she draped on her body at will, and from the skirt upwards, inch by inch the originally loose and flowing white gauze tightly attached to her body.

Zong Ye stood in the hot spring, letting the water vapor wet his crow-like eyelashes, and then condensed into droplets from the eyelashes and fell into the hot spring drop by drop, causing ripples. Zong Ye looked at "Bai Luo" and choked in his throat: "Why are you here?"

"Bai Luo" smiled lightly: "Naturally, I'm here to take you home." You don't belong here. ”

"Go home?" Zong Ye's eyes seemed to have a flash of starlight, but it was only for a moment: "Where do I belong?"

"Bai Luo" gently raised his hand and stroked Zong Ye's angular cheeks. The young man's childishness had completely receded from Zong Ye's face. Zong Ye had a little stubble growing on his chin. Bai Luo's fingers ran over Zong Ye's cheek, across his neck and the raised Adam's apple on his neck.

Bai Luo chuckled, "You naturally belong to me." ”

Zong Ye's heart ached, and his eyes turned red: "I promised you that I would always protect you and accompany you." I'm sorry, I didn't. You must be in pain when you're hurt, right?"

"Bai Luo" gently put Zong Ye's hand on his chest: "It doesn't hurt anymore." Zong Ye told me, why did you come to the Demon Realm?"

Zong Ye looked up at "Bai Luo", his eyes were like a bottomless cold pool: "Master, in fact, you already knew that I belonged here, didn't you?"

Bai Luo smiled casually: "I just said that you belong to me, and you are not allowed to go anywhere." ”

Zong Ye raised his hand, and the hand dipped in the hot spring water gently slid over Bai Luo's eyebrows and eyes, and finally stopped at the corner of Bai Luo's lips. "Master, but I can't escape, this is my life. Will you hate me?"

"Bai Luo" gently hugged Zong Ye into his arms: "How can I hate you?"

Zong Ye let "Bai Luo" hold him, and his eyes fell on the mandala bushes on the other side: "Then will you forgive me?"

"Bai Luo" stood on tiptoe slightly, holding Zong Ye's cheek and looking up at him, a pair of cherry lips stopped at Zong Ye's lips and sighed: "Of course it will." How could I hate you?"

"Bai Luo" turned his head slightly, and his cherry lips brushed the corners of Zong Ye's lips and stopped, and then he tossed and turned Zong Ye's lips more boldly. The tossing and turning kiss was not completely attached to Zong Ye's lips, and "Bai Luo" only heard Zong Ye say coldly: "But she won't." ”

"Bai Luo" was stunned, and the feeling of horror had just reached the bottom of his heart, and his neck tightened, and the whole person was lifted up by Zong Ye and smashed into the mandala bush.

Zong Ye stuck the neck of "Bai Luo", his eyes were cold: "You shouldn't pretend to be her." ”

The person who was suppressed by Zong Ye in the mandala flower bush gradually showed the prototype among the mandala flower petals flying in the sky.

Zong Ye looked at the man and smiled sarcastically: "Lingguang Divine Monarch's methods are too inferior. ”

Yu Tong's expression changed, and two fingers were pointed on Zong Ye's left wrist, which immediately burned Zong Ye's left wrist red. Zong Ye let go of his hand, picked up his robe from the stone by the hot spring and draped it on himself: "You will never be like her." Never compare to her. ”

Yu Tong was furious, and the fire spirit flow suddenly gathered in his palm. She waved her hand violently, and the fire in her hand suddenly smashed into the mandala bush, burning a piece of the mandala flower. Yu Tong said angrily: "If I want to get it, you still need to use means?"

Zong Ye said coldly: "Then you can try." With that, Zong Ye walked towards the warm pavilion of the Ye Cha Palace. At his feet were the embers of the Vermilion Bird burning through the mandala. Although it is only a few small flames, it can also burn people's pain. But Zong Ye seemed to not know the pain, and walked step by step without hurrying on the blazing flames.

Yu Tong looked at Zong Ye coldly: "Do you think Bai Luo will care about you?"

Zong Ye was stunned.

Yu Tong said angrily: "She only has her duties in her heart, only the Three Realms, and she is a brainless reckless man!"

"Pop" a mandala petal crossed Yu Tong's neck, and blood flowed down from Yu Tong's neck. Yu Tong looked back at Zong Ye blankly: "You are so bold!"

Zong Ye said coldly: "You can try, in this demon realm, can you Lingguang Divine Monarch win or can I win?"

Hearing this, Yu Tong suddenly trembled, and her anger was replaced by shock: "What did you say?"

Zong Ye frowned slightly and said, "I said you can try, in this demon realm, can you Lingguang Divine Monarch win or I can win?"

Yu Tong looked at Zong Ye as if she was awake from a dream: "Sure enough, it's you." ”

Zong Ye frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Yu Tong said: "You used to say the same thing to me. Do you remember ......?"

"I'm not interested. Zong Ye coldly interrupted Yu Tong, turned around and continued to walk back towards the warm pavilion of the Ye Cha Palace.

Yu Tong looked at Zong Ye's back lonely: "You're not interested?" She smiled lossily: "Why did you save me in the first place if you weren't interested?"

It's just that Yu Tong's words were locked out of the door of the Ye Temple by Zong Ye, and he didn't hear a word.

As soon as Zong Ye closed the door of the Warm Pavilion, he slid and sat on the ground. His forehead was dripping, his body was burned like a piece of iron, and the blood was flowing rapidly in one direction, and the swelling pain was unbearable.

The medicine in that wine is so powerful!

Zong Ye waved his hand and knocked down the vase beside him, holding the broken porcelain piece of the vase in his hand, distracting himself with the pain in his palm.

With a "bang", Zong Ye vaguely looked at a person rushing in from the main hall. His vision was blurry, and he couldn't see who had pushed the man away with all his might.

Situ Lu was vigorously pushed away by Zong Ye, and slammed into the table behind him with a "bang". Situ Shu got up in embarrassment, and said while helping Zong Ye up: "Holy Venerable, it's an old slave. The old slave prepared cold water, and the Holy Venerable soaked it more comfortably. "000 Literature

Zong Ye let Situ Lu support him and walked behind the screen. The tub behind the screen was filled with cool water, and there were half-melted ice cubes floating on the water. Zong Ye threw away Situ Lu's hand and plunged into the barrel.

It was like a piece of red-hot iron soaked in ice water, although the temperature dropped, the cold water seemed to pierce the skin and flesh and pierce the bone marrow in an instant, making Zong Ye's bones freeze inch by inch.

Situ Lu stood aside and said anxiously: "Holy Venerable, bear with me. The medicine is domineering, and now the old slave can't get the medicine, so he can only grieve the Holy Venerable. ”

Zong Ye let the icy cold water wrap himself and didn't go over the top of his head, letting the biting cold penetrate his skull to dispel the chaos in his brain.

In a blur, he saw that he was holding a golden spirit bead in his hand. Like every nightmare, Bai Luo looked at him for a moment right across from him. But this time, there was one more person opposite him - the god with a dagger!

The chaotic lines in my mind suddenly joined together in the cold water. Zong Ye suddenly stood up from the icy water.

Situ Lu was startled, only to see Zong Ye standing in the bathtub wet all over, and asked in a cold tone, "Situ Lu, what's my name?"

Situ Lu was so shocked that he knelt in front of Zong Ye with his knees weak: "Holy Venerable......"

Zong Ye jumped out of the icy water, and the water flowed down from the drenched black brocade robe, accumulating a puddle of water stains on the ground. Zong Ye stepped forward with water stains, and a circle of red spirit flowed on the gluttonous dark lines on the cuffs, and the gluttony was ready to move on the brocade clothes. Zong Ye said coldly: "Situ Lu, you knew that someone would drug me." ”

Situ buried his head low: "Old slave...... How could the old slave know......"

Zong Ye interrupted Situ Lu and said, "If you hadn't added an antidote to my green vegetables, I wouldn't have even survived just now." If you help me, tell me, who am I?"

Zong Ye squatted in front of Situ Lu, his eyes looked like a fierce beast licking his wounds: "Situ Lu, tell me who I am, am I a sinner?"

Situ Lu choked up and said, "How can the Holy Venerable be a sinner?" Old slave, the old slave thought that the Holy Venerable was free, but he didn't expect the Holy Venerable to come back. Situ Lu looked up at Zong Ye: "If the Holy Venerable wants to know, then come with the old slave." ”

Situ Lu stood up from the ground, limped to the door of the temple, looked around, and gently closed the door. Situ Lu pushed open the wardrobe in the bedroom, revealing the gray wall behind the wardrobe. Situ Lu pushed the gray brick wall and took out a few loose gray bricks on the wall.

Situ Lu carefully put the bricks on the ground one by one, and said in a low voice: "This Weiming Palace will be discovered by Wu Yueji even if it uses a little enchantment. It's the stupidest way to do it. ”

Several gray bricks were quickly stacked on the ground. A hole in the wall reveals a downward staircase. "If you want to know the truth, come with the old slave. After that, Situ Lu walked in first.

Zong Ye also followed suit. Passing through the hole, I found that the whole tunnel was extremely narrow and not long, and I walked down a few steps along the tunnel to a dark room, which was scattered with gold, silver, jewelry, books, pen and ink, and looked like a mess. Everything on the shelves against the wall was smashed down and smashed to pieces. In the middle of the shelf is carved a complex pattern that looks like a Jiao, and there is a withered vine coiled on the pattern.

Broken shelves and wooden tables show that the room has been searched and smashed more than once.

Situ Lu smiled bitterly: "They all thought that the Holy Venerable had hidden the Golden Spirit Bead here, and they searched for it several times but couldn't find it. As everyone knows, this is just a door that the Holy Venerable built before. ”

Zong Ye looked up at Situ Lu suddenly: "Jin Lingzhu?"

Situ Lu sighed softly: "Holy Venerable, don't worry. The old slave didn't know what had happened to the Holy Venerable, and why it had become the way it was now, and he forgot everything. When the old slave found the Holy Venerable, the Holy Venerable was only a wisp of life soul. ”

Situ Lu bit his finger and lightly applied it to the vine, the vine that had sucked blood suddenly grew, the stem of the vine stirred the Jiao-shaped pattern, and the entire shelf opened to the left and right, revealing the passage behind the dark room.

The two of them walked all the way along the pitch-black passage, and they didn't know how long they walked, when suddenly Zong Ye smelled a familiar smell, mixed with damp and rancid smells coming through the long passage. There was a faint light in front of him, and the further Zong Ye walked, the colder he felt on his body, and the cold was almost uncontrollable.

Zong Ye frowned slightly and asked, "Desolate?"

Situ Lu made a silent gesture and said softly, "This is the passage that the Holy Venerable built before, which can lead directly to the Deserted Hell. The old slave later changed it, and the fork in the road could lead to the lowest level of the desolate hell. ”

The passage was dark, and Situ Lu groped around the wall for a while and pushed hard, and the wall flipped over, leading the two to a fork in the road. A ladder descends the fork in the road, and the passage is narrow enough for a man to walk on his knees. After a long time, there was finally a faint light ahead. Only then did Zong Ye realize that the two of them were walking along the vent.

Beneath the vent is the lowest cage of the Hell. Unlike the dense and filthy prison of the Desert, the prison below resembles a cave in which a man is chained with a man with his head bowed and his unkempt black hair covering most of his face. Zong Ye couldn't see the person's face clearly from a high place.

Zong Ye was about to jump down from the vent when he suddenly heard the sound of the dark iron door. Zong Ye and Situ Lu hurriedly hid with their backs against the cave wall of the vent.

The footsteps sounded softly, and it was Shen Tu who walked over.

Standing in front of the man, he took the whip from the wall and whipped the man several times in anger. But the man was like a cloth bag, but he was swayed from side to side by the gods, and he didn't make a sound.

Shen Tu drank some wine, and his eyes were slightly red: "Don't you want to get out of this demon world? You would rather break your own three souls than go out! How can I do what you want? If you can break the three souls, I can get your souls back piece by piece! How about it? Now that I have found one! You and my brothers have finally come to this day, why did you leave me?"

Shen Tu drank the last sip of wine in the jug and slammed the jug on the ground: "You look down on me? Why do you look down on me? We are obviously one person!"

With that, he pounced on him like crazy, pinched the man's chin and lifted the man's face up to himself.

Zong Ye saw the person's appearance clearly, and his hands and feet suddenly became cold. The person who was bound by the iron chain looked exactly like Zong Ye and Shen Di. To be exact, he looks exactly the same as Zong Ye, because he doesn't have a mole on his left ear!

Shen Tu stared at the man and said word by word: "You look down on me, I want you to be me, Yu, base!"

There was a "boom" sound, as if something exploded in Zong Ye's mind. After a month, his doubts were finally solved. Why could he only see intermittent memories, why didn't Shen Tu let him out of this unclear palace.

Zong Ye jumped down from the air, and the Red Lotus Wanyue Knife slashed through the air in an arc towards the gods.

Shen Di didn't expect Zong Ye to hide here, and he was immediately shocked, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Zong Ye looked at Shen Di coldly: "Shen Di, those memories I remember are not mine, they are yours." Right?"

Shen Tu looked at Zong Ye gloomily, and then at Situ Lu: "The old immortal, I knew that I should have killed you when you brought that plate of grapes." The old thing knows that I want to vomit when I smell grapes, and wants to remind you. I actually relented. Shen Tu threw the whip in his hand, summoned the Soul Killing Sword with a shock in his arm, looked at Zong Ye fiercely and said, "Originally, I wanted to find Yu Lei's soul and then kill you." It seems that we can't wait until then. ”

Zong Ye's arm shook, and the Red Lotus Wanyue Knife was suddenly held in the palm of his hand: "It depends on whether you have the ability to do it." ”