Sikong Yang watched her gradually approach his figure, and there were not many surprises.

She was meant to assassinate him, it was her fate.

Sikong Yang closed his eyes and waited quietly for the pain to come.

He didn't know that under the seemingly trance-like appearance, there was a fierce struggle going on inside, and she had never felt so clearly that she was controlled by the Heavenly Dao.

As if there was a completely other self in her body, she was usually dormant, and it would only be revealed in front of Sikong Yang, and at that time, she would take away control of her body, squeeze her into a corner of her body, and then close all her perceptions, and after completing the task of harming Sikong Yang, she was released again, making Taixia think that she had done it herself.

There were many times when she really thought she had done it herself.

But those images were hazy in her memory, as if there was a veil covering them, and she couldn't remember how those daggers felt when they stabbed into his body, as if they had been forced into someone else's memory.

This was even more evident after she got married.

Tiandao released that person again, and she clenched the dagger in both hands, wanting to kill Sikong Yang.

Tantai Xia is struggling.

The two souls were tug-of-war in her mind, and neither of them would give in, and Taixia was happy, because she could feel that she was being controlled, which meant that it was possible for her to get rid of the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, let Sikong Yang have a way out, and let herself be free.

"Kill him! What are you waiting for! Kill him! He's the murderer of your parents! How many people died at his hands! Kill him! That voice appeared again, its gloomy voice mixed with countless grievances, and a burst of cool air overflowed in Taixia's head, if it was a person who was not strong-willed, he would have stabbed the dagger into Sikong Yang's chest under its bewitchment.

Fortunately, she is already a cultivator of Yuanying, and she is rejoicing once.

"Get out! Get out of my body! She spoke to the voice as she summoned all her spiritual powers to roam around her body to see if there was anything unclean left.

Sikong Yang waited for a long time and didn't feel the approach of Taixia, so he had to open his eyes.

She was still in place, her big apricot eyes open, her eyes flickering bright and dark, and her face was gloomy and clear for a while, as if two souls were snatching her body.

Snatching? This was Sikong Yang's first thought, but he quickly denied himself, the Hanging Sky Valley has its own guard, not to mention anything else, the evil demon outside the road will not be able to enter at all.

He suddenly thought of what Taixia had said to him in the Burning Sun Secret Realm before, she was controlled by the Heavenly Dao.

Right now, she seemed to have awakened her own power because of the rise of her cultivation, and she was already able to compete with that power, and his heart moved.

Silently walked around her back, the hand hanging at his side flashed blue, he raised his hand, and the hand with surging spiritual power was attached to her back, and the strong and undeniable poured into her body.

This makes the spiritual power a little depleted in the summer of the long drought of the Tai Dynasty!

She quickly dispersed this spiritual power in every part of her body, not even letting go of even the slightest corner, and finally, in a meridian as thin as a hair in her body, she found an abnormality.

It was a trace of evil qi thinner than a hair, it was black, but it was perfectly dissolved in the blood, if it weren't for the spiritual power of Taixia to probe over and over again, this abnormality would not be found at all.

Sikong Yang behind him also sensed her excitement slightly, and mobilized the few spiritual powers in his body, all of which were channeled into Taixia's body.

Taixia slowly withdrew the spiritual power in the other meridians, ready to contain this black qi, but it was very vigilant, as soon as Tantai Xia discovered it, before he could pull it out, it was like a needle, piercing the spiritual power that was hindering in front of it, and rushed directly into Tantai Xia's head.

There was a sudden roar in her mind, and her five senses were also shocked by this roar, and she lost the sense she should have, and she shook.

Sikong Yang hurriedly used his other hand to support her crumbling body, and the hand that was close to her back was slowly withdrawn.

"I won, Sikong Yang! I beat it! She turned around excitedly.

Her face was filled with great joy, her big apricot eyes narrowed with laughter, her mouth grinned happily, and her silver teeth shone white in the light of the night pearl.

In such a vivid Taixia, he was also infected with a little joy, the corners of his mouth slowly turned upward, and a star lit up in his eyes as deep as night.

"Well, congratulations." He said from the bottom of his heart.

Tantai Xia looked down at the dagger in his hand, shook it hard, and the dagger turned into a point of light in the sky and dissipated into the air.

She staggered on the spot a few times, and the euphoria emanated from her body and gradually spread throughout the bedroom.

It's so good, he squinted his eyes and looked at Yutai Xia who was humming a song.

"You're my hero, thanks to you." She turned around and looked at Sikong Yang extremely seriously.

Sikong Yang smiled and shook his head, his long, pale fingers covering the top of her head, ruffling her black hair.

"It is your own strong will and carefulness that can find its weaknesses and fight it, and you should thank yourself."

His praise was straightforward, but his tone was sincere, and Taixia was a little embarrassed by his praise, and lowered his head shyly.

Raising her head again, her eyes sparkling, she threw herself with her arms outstretched.

Sikong Yang was hugged by her, and the little girl in his arms was delicate and soft, and he felt helpless for the first time.

"Thank you, Sikong Yang, thank you very much." She rubbed his chest like a cat, felt the stiffness of the man in her arms, and a smile secretly raised at the corner of her mouth.

He was stunned for a long time before he slowly put his hand on her back like a puppet being pulled by the strings.

Tan Taixia patted him on the back and said arrogantly: "In the future, as long as I still have a breath, you just come to call me, and I will come to you even if I am at the end of the earth." ”

Sikong Yang could hear the sincerity in her tone, and he thought that the tomboy-like Tantai Xia was very interesting.

However, when he realized what she really said, his heart suddenly became empty.

"Are you leaving the Hanging Sky Valley?" He asked in a low voice.

Tang Taixia took the initiative to let go of his hand, tilted his head slightly, and stared at his starry eyes: "There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed, since I have broken free from the shackles of Heavenly Dao, I should not continue to stay here." ”

Sikong Yang lowered his long eyelashes.

She suddenly felt that Sikong Yang at this moment was like a big dog waiting for her to touch his head.

"I used to think that you were a big devil, and you also killed my parents, I must take revenge, and then because I couldn't cultivate, I felt that there was no drama in this life, until I came to the Hanging Heaven Valley, and I was controlled by the Heavenly Dao to assassinate you again and again." She blinked, there were no magazines in her clear black and white eyes, and she continued: "The person I met with you is a kind person, although I don't know why the outside world has such rumors about you, but you don't seem to care much about those external names, those are not important. I think there must be something hidden about you killing my parents, but I don't want to delve into it. ”

She looked at Sikong Yang who was looking down at the ground, sensitively aware of his loss, Taixia thought about it, stood on tiptoe, her soft hand fell on the top of his hair, and gently stroked it twice.

"I want to live my life, I want to travel to every city in the Xuan Demon Continent, and I want to see different customs and customs."

Sikong Yang closed his eyes, once upon a time, there was also someone who said the same thing in his ear in the same tone, and the yearning in it was not the same, who was it? He wrung his eyebrows.

Who the hell is it? Why can't he remember? The more he tried to think about it, the more blank it became, but he remembered it.

I clearly remember that it was also such a pair of warm hands caressing him, saying that he went to the big world outside, who was it?

Tantai Xia's hand felt Sikong Yang tremble slightly, and her words were swallowed back into her stomach.

No, a strange expression appeared on her face, Sikong Yang, she wouldn't cry aggrievedly because she was leaving.

Then she shook her head again, after all, he was an eight-foot man, how could he cry so easily, although she denied this idea in her heart, she still carefully removed her hand.

The body squatted down little by little, and she looked at Sikong Yang, who had his head down.

He didn't cry, his thick eyebrows were furrowed together, his mouth was pursed tightly, and the stars were falling in his eyes as dark as night, and he was thinking about things.

Tan Taixia didn't bother him, anyway, she won't leave today, just let him think quietly by himself, and come back tomorrow to say a formal goodbye.

She tiptoed out of his bedroom.

The inside of the palace was unusually quiet, and for the first time, Taixia felt that this place was terrifying.

In the past, she was full of worries, so naturally she had no time to take care of anything else, but now she has nothing to do, only to find that there are only a few guards and maids in the huge palace.

Because of Yuanying's cultivation, she saw through the cultivation of these people at a glance, to her surprise, most of these people's bodies had old injuries, almost the kind that could not be healed, the rich aura of the Hanging Heaven Valley hung their cultivation, and then they used their spiritual power to hang the broken bodies, without exception.

No, maybe Lin Xiangchen, who is still a genius in cultivating immortals, is an exception, he is mixed in such a group of people, in Sikong Yang's eyes, there is no difference between him and the target.

She was secretly frightened, fortunately, Sikong Yang was not a real big devil who killed innocents indiscriminately, otherwise Lin Xiangchen would die if he couldn't even see her.

Anyway, how did he get in, Yutai Xia wrinkled his nose and thought for a while.

Sikong Yang is kind to the Lin family, so the two parties have intersections, but after the death of the old lady of the Lin family, the head of the Lin family, that is, Lin Xiangchen's father, did not know such a thing at all, that is, the old lady of the Lin family brought this secret into the grave.

So how the hell did he get in?