Yunhe wailed in grief.

Seeing Yunhe's abnormal grief and empty expression, and hearing Yunhe's heart-rending cry, the little snake had an ominous premonition.

"Master, don't be sad. Even if we don't go out, there is still a little snake by your side......" The little snake cried and comforted Yunhe.

However, whether it was the mocking voice of the priest or the loyal persuasion of the little snake, Yunhe couldn't listen to a word.

His eyes stared blankly at the half-transparent real-time image in mid-air.

In the video, Tang Zixi and Emperor Lie have finished drinking a glass of wine. Tang Zixi returned to sit in the curtain, while Emperor Lie walked to the candlestick and blew out the red candle.

The lingering curtain was gently lowered, and the silhouettes of a beautiful man and woman disappeared in the gradually dark field of vision in the shaking and shaking.

Needless to say, anyone can guess what is happening in the dim curtain at this moment? Lonely men and widows coexist, naturally turning clouds and rain, swimming dragons and phoenixes.

The little snake hung its head, not daring to look at the image......

"Hee-hee...... Don't!"

I don't know if it's the return to the light, Yunhe desperately struggled with his last strength, and the iron chain was shaken by him.

The priest smiled darkly.

That's what he wanted. Yun He was hit hard, his will was on the verge of collapse, at this time his soul was the weakest, and the Soul Devouring Gu could take advantage of the void.

The gloomy cell, Yunhe's mournful wails continued, and it was heartbreaking to hear.

The priest watched coldly.

It seems that the erosion of the Soul Devouring Gu is almost successful, there is no need to use Mu Xueyi to threaten Yunhe, just Tang Zixi and Emperor Lie's round house can make Yunhe angry like this!

The priest thought that things would go in the direction he had designed, but suddenly Yunhe's wailing stopped abruptly, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The priest and Yi Wen stood closest to Yunhe, and Yunhe's blood poured on their faces.

After suddenly vomiting blood, Yunhe lowered his head and stopped moving.

Blood dripped down Yi Wen's pale cheeks. The blood carried a bleak and familiar residual heat, just like twenty years ago, when the bodies of the two were pierced by sharp blades at the same time, dying and hugging each other, and the blood of the two penetrated each other, he could feel the coldness of sadness.

Silently, a drop of blood fell into his mouth, and the sweet and fishy moistened it through his throat. In this drop of blood, it seems that countless dusty memories have been condensed. In these memories, there is laughter, and there is sadness. In some pictures, the aggrieved Xiao Yunhe threw himself into his arms, and he comforted him with a kind face, and gradually the little guy calmed down.

More pictures are the innocent and happy smiles of Xiaoyunhe under the sun. Although it is the face of a fox demon, it cannot be concealed that he was born as a beautiful little angel. Just seeing his smile melts my heart.

Yi Wen's hollow pupils rippled with a hint of struggle. But soon the ripples were drowned out again by pitch black. Puppets are not allowed to exist emotionally. Even if it is a puppet with a soul, as long as it has the slightest emotion, it will be instantly purified by the puppet technique.

The priest didn't seem to notice the change, he took out a handkerchief from his bosom, frowned, and wiped the remaining blood from his cheek with disgust.

The priest's heart was heavy.

Just now, the Soul Eater Gu fed back a terrible news to him, Yun He's soul, will, and body were all weakened to the limit, but the Soul Eater Gu still couldn't erode his Yun He's soul. In other words, no matter whether Yun He was alive or not, no matter what form Yun He's soul existed in, it was beyond the reach of the Soul Devouring Gu.

However, the priest does not accept this reality! He has already come to this point, and he cannot give up just yet! Perhaps, qualitative change requires a process of quantitative change, but the time has not yet come. Maybe when the Soul Devouring Gu is stronger, and Yunhe's soul is weaker, it is still possible to succeed.

Yes, there must be a way!

Seeing that Yunhe suddenly vomited blood and then lost consciousness, the little snake was so sad that he yelled again and again: "Priest Fan, quickly heal the master! If the master falls, his memory will also be lost, and you don't want to get the master's secret!"

"Little Snake, are you using the method of agitation? Don't worry, how can I care about His Royal Highness King Ye's injury! These days, I have always asked Yi Wen to take care of him, has there been a time when I haven't properly rescued him?"

"Yi Wen, bring His Royal Highness King Ye down to heal his wounds!" the priest ordered.

"Yes, master. Yi Wen replied in a mechanical voice, and then untied Yunhe's iron chains and picked him up from the iron frame.

Yun He was held by Yi Wen in a state of unconsciousness and left the dark and moldy cell.

I don't know how many times this has happened. Every time Yunhe woke up, he would find that he was still in that cell. It was Yiwen who locked him back before he woke up, so he didn't even know he had left.

Seeing that the owner was taken away by Yi Wen, the little snake was still crying with grief.

This time is different...... The master was so seriously injured that even the last sense of survival was defeated because Tang Zixi married Emperor Lie, and now the master is bent on dying in order not to affect everyone!

The little snake has a soul contract with its master, and a wisp of its soul thought has been refined by its master, so the special induction between it and its master is stronger than that of the lion and tiger beasts, and even surpasses Zhao Yingyan.

Therefore, it can feel the danger of its owner at this moment more than anyone else......

Not only the breath, but even the soul fluctuations are getting weaker and weaker. You must know that now the master's original injury can't even be cured by the best elixir in the hands of the priest, and now the master's spirit has suffered a serious blow, can the priest still save the master?

The little snake felt that the situation was not optimistic, so he cried and cried.

The priest didn't have the feeling of the little snake, and thought that the little snake was the same as before, and he only shed tears when he saw Yunhe was injured, so he didn't notice the abnormality at all, but laughed in his heart: cry! cry desperately!

He wasn't worried about Yunhe at all.

He felt that Yunhe was like a Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed, he had tried his best to toss him for so long, but he still held on, and he hadn't got any new wounds for him this time!

Thinking of this, the priest left the cell and returned to his comfortable and elegant mansion.

But soon, Yi Wen sent him bad news with his heart: Yunhe's situation was not good, and he couldn't stabilize his heart after using up the best elixir in the palace, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to last an hour.

Upon receiving this news, the priest immediately rushed to the Yunhe recuperation facility.

Compared with the splendid main hall, side halls, imperial study and harem in the palace, although this courtyard is in a dilapidated state, withered branches are used as a cover, and spider silk is crawling all over the wall, but the layout and scale are obviously built according to the standard of the prince's residence, but it has been abandoned for a long time.

It's hard to imagine such a place in a magnificent palace. In fact, this abandoned courtyard used to be Yunhe's mansion when he was young, called Dongyun Institute. After Emperor Wu died and Yunhe disappeared, Dongyun was abandoned and sealed by Emperor Lie.

Every time Yunhe's life was in danger, he was taken to this place to heal.

This place is also the place where Yiwen and Yunhe have the most memories and live together for the longest time in the past. Yiwen is the principle of reading and literacy, behaving in the world and the unification of the two ethnic groups taught by Dongyun.

Now, the same place, the same people have met again, but they have changed their faces.

The well-guided and approachable Yi Wen Taifu has now become a ruthless puppet, with his hands stained with blood.

And although the innocent and lovely little prince of the demon clan grew up, he was tortured all over his body and bruised, and his life was on the verge of death.

Most of the wounds on Yunhe's body were caused by Yi Wen, and every time Yun He failed, Yi Wen personally healed his injuries.

Cleaning the wound, dressing and bandaging, feeding the elixir, crossing the qi and stabilizing the pulse, everything that could be done Yi Wen was completed in an orderly manner, as if the thin person lying in front of him pale and weak was just a material for experiments, and there was no emotional change in Yi Wen's eyes.

The priest gave him the task of torturing this man to the point of dying, and then to revive the man and continue the torture.

Now, his mission is in trouble. This man can't be saved, and he only has his last breath left......

When the priest came in a rage, Yunhe was still lying quietly, as if asleep, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him, but the pale and blue face, and the white and cracked lips, told the priest in horror that he was not asleep, but that he was about to leave forever.

The thin, scarred hand rested on one side.

The priest took Yunhe's hand and checked the pulse, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

The heartbeat was gone, only a vague pulse remained, and the breath was so weak that it was about to dissipate. I'm afraid that in less than an hour, not even half an hour, his remaining life force will be exhausted!

"Your Royal Highness King Ye, you can't die now! wake me up!" the priest grabbed Yunhe's shoulders like crazy and shook them desperately.

Yun He's eyes were still calmly closed, his long eyes reflecting a haggard and delicate face, he was like a hollowed-out puppet, at the mercy of the priests. Being shaken by the priest like this, the little aura he had left dissipated faster.

The priest didn't sympathize with Yunhe, and he wouldn't care about him!

He just cares about Yunhe's memory!

Until now, he has not been able to read Yunhe's memory, and if Yunhe loses his breath, the memory in his soul will be lost, and when the time comes, he will not be able to get anything.

"Aren't you claiming to have a special physique? Aren't you a demon race? Isn't your vitality much stronger than that of the human race?

"Aren't you capable of creating miracles? Didn't the Emperor say that you are extraordinary and can accomplish great things? What can you do while lying like this?"

"Are you really willing to die like this, and let Tang Zixi be Tang Guifei for the rest of your life?"

The priest roared hysterically. He did this just to wake up Yunhe's sense of survival, so that he could continue to find a way to obtain Yunhe's memories and secrets!