The night in Fancheng is dark.

It's much darker than a normal night.

It is said that at night at normal times, a vague shadow can be seen, and the outline of the surroundings can be vaguely seen. Here, on the other hand, it's as if everything has been painted with ink in a thick black color, and you can't see anything here.

It's as black as making people think they're blind.

Fu Wan could feel that it was the demonic qi that was shielding their perception, but for her, this level of demonic qi was nothing at all, but for a few disciples, such demonic qi was already unable to deal with.

She walked lightly towards the others.

A gust of wind struck, Fu Wan subconsciously blocked, and grabbed this person's wrist!

Fu Wan looked sideways, it turned out to be Song Jing, and she said in a low voice: "It's me." ”

The young man's eyes were sharp and cold, even if he couldn't see it, Fu Wan was also seen by him with a chill down his spine, he suddenly let go of his hand and distanced himself from Fu Wan.

Fu Wan: "......"

Fu Wan couldn't help but complain to the system in his heart: "According to the normal routine, aren't the little couples with a good heart able to recognize each other at a glance?" ”

I'm so angry, I didn't even recognize her.

The system said: "If you didn't deliberately seduce him just now, he will definitely recognize him." ”

Fu Wan: "Can what Bai Yueguang do be called seduction?!" ”

The system continued: "And you really want him to find out about your sand sculpture persona? ”

Fu Wan: "I was wrong. ”

Fu Wan and the system went back and forth, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the scene had changed around him.

Fu Wan found himself kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, and Qingshuang was broken into several pieces. There were several people standing beside her, and they pointed at her, "A waste like her should have died a long time ago." ”

"Why are you so useless?"

"Help? Do your own thing, since you can't, then it's better to die. ”

"This world only needs the strong, and the weak should not live."

"Nobody needs you."

"Because you can't compare to them, you can't get anything, isn't that your fault?"

"You can't get anything, what can you live on?"

"She can't even afford a dress, look at the clothes she wears......"

Some of these people were dressed in modern clothes, and some were dressed in the clothes of the cultivation realm. Each of them had either sneer, condescending, mean, or vicious on their faces. Fu Wan lowered his eyes and looked at his blood-covered clothes, there was no expression on his face, and tears were falling quietly.

She felt very sad and painful, and her emotions were overwhelming, and Fu Wan felt like she had fallen into the mire.

Do you like to be alive?

Do you like the world?

I don't know who asked softly in her ear, Fu Wan thought of many memory fragments, lowered his eyes, and subconsciously replied to him, "I don't like it." ”

Then you die...... If you die, you don't have to live to be tortured......

But at this time, Fu Wan suddenly raised his eyes, his gentle and desperate eyes burst out with a firm brilliance, and the frost in his hand violently split all the phantoms, Fu Wan scolded with tears: "It's none of your business whether I live well or not!" ”

The bustling crowd was suddenly split by the frosty sword qi and turned into phantoms, and suddenly a burst of anxious and painful mouse cries sounded.

Snow fell from the sky, and the sword qi of the clear frost swept away the demonic qi, and the surrounding enchantment was suddenly shattered!

Fu Wan immediately accepted the frost, the folding fan in his hand opened suddenly, Fu Wan knelt on the fan, drew a charm with the blood of his fingertips, and followed the charm to find Song Jing. This is a very common illusion in the cultivation realm, but the disciples of the Qiuhua Sect are all full of thoughts, and cultivation is the cultivation of the mind, so Fu Wan is not very afraid of this.

However, Song Jing was paranoid and gloomy, and she was afraid that he would fold in the illusion.

Sure enough, not long after, Fu Wan saw Song Jing standing under the Chaoyu tree covered in blood.

There was a dead girl lying under the tree.

The woman is dressed in white and dressed, and her 3,000 long hair is only tied with a sandalwood hairpin, even if she is not angry at all, she is still as beautiful as the brightest moonlight.

Song Jing was surrounded by a thick black demonic aura, because this environment was his world, and he couldn't see Fu Wan as an outsider. Fu Wan was a little anxious and wanted to show him, it was just false, but the other party couldn't see him at all.

Fu Wan remembered a little headache, "System, what should I do?" ”

The system is out of touch again.

Fu Wan looked closer, only to find that his eyes had turned red, and the expression on his pale face was painful.

"Master......" He took a step back painfully, knelt on the ground and pulled "her" sleeve, thick blood and tears flowed from his eyes, "Master, I don't want to...... I don't want to kill Shizun, I was careless...... Master ......"

Blood slowly flowed from the lips of the woman on the ground, and the snow-white skin quickly turned into abscesses and rotten flesh.

He was stunned for a moment, subconsciously pounced on the corpse full of pus, blood and carrion into his arms, and the demonic qi in his hand continued to inject into the corpse, but the corpse still quickly turned into white bones, maggots and carrion on the ground, he hugged the white bone carrion that was scattered into a frame and refused to let go.

The thick demonic aura almost swallowed him, and the surrounding ground shook.

Fu Wan was shocked.

"Master, I'll accompany you......"

Song Jing muttered in a low voice, a desperate smile on his lips, and his right hand condensed into a blood-red brilliance, slamming it towards his chest!

Fu Wan couldn't, so he could only lie in front of him and bear the blow with his body. Because it wasn't her home field, her mana couldn't be used here, but the only real thing here was him and herself.

Even if he used a killing move to kill himself, it was not enough to kill her.

Having said that, Fu Wan still coughed up a mouthful of blood violently!

The surrounding scene suddenly collapsed, Song Jing looked at the person in front of him, his pupils shook suddenly, and he hurriedly reached out to hug her.

"Master!" Almost immediately, he reached out and removed her veil.

Seeing that it was really her, his eyes suddenly turned red, he clasped the person tightly in his arms, stretched out his hand to carefully wipe the blood from the corner of Fu Wan's mouth, his eyes were full of remorse, "Why is Shizun here?" ”

Fu Wan's chest hurt as if it was torn, because of the Heart Demon Gu, she had already suffered internal injuries, plus she directly used her body to block his killing moves, the previous cold poison also caused a lot of injuries to her body, no matter how powerful she was, she couldn't withstand such a series of creations.

Fu Wan didn't dare to speak, for fear that he couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood.

Song Jing saw that she didn't speak, "Shizun is worried about me, isn't he?" ”

Fu Wan still didn't speak, and secretly breathed.

"Master......" His lips fell on Fu Wan's lips, his hand wrapped around Song Wu's slender waist, but his eyes fell deep into the depths of Fu Wan's eyes, Fu Wan was stunned by his intense and painful gaze, and he couldn't help but pry open his clenched teeth, and the two were entangled in their lips and tongues.

Song Jing can taste Fu Wan's mouth full of blood.

Fu Wan still couldn't hold back, her throat was sweet, she subconsciously pushed him away, but she didn't push it.