When a captive who can be tossed at will and does not kill him is placed in front of him, the cruelty and tyranny of human nature are even more exposed.

Seeing this scene, the floating boat really wanted to rush up immediately and kill all the perpetrators.

However, reason restrained her steps.

These mortal realm people have been instructed by the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion to behave like this, if she rushes out at this time, it means that she has openly disobeyed the orders of the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion, and she still has a count.

She didn't spare her life, but she knew that if she wasn't even there, who else would help him unreservedly?

All kinds of truths to be investigated, who will carry out all the plans they have to complete?

In the dead of night, the guards, who had tormented the prisoners all day, were tired and departed, and the two remaining guards were also very drunk, and the discomfort caused by the smell of blood in the room was suppressed by the rising drink.

The walls and floor of the cell were covered with dark red blood, and some jailers had brought clean water to wash it several times, but they could not wash away these traces.

The pontoon boat passed through the iron fence and saw that the boy who had been scraped off a layer of flesh was repairing himself, and the wound was growing back to its original shape at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the part that had been removed quickly regenerated.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at his regrown eyes, dark and dark, and gradually clear, as if no amount of torture and ordeal could change him.

But she also understands that the recovery is so fast that it means that he will experience death again and again, and there will be no end.

"I'll take you away!" The floating boat stretched out a hand to him, and his eyes were as green as jade in the cold cell, with a glimmer of compassion and pity.

Li Hong smiled and slapped her hand away.

"Bear with it." It was only at the sight of her that he briefly came to his senses and remembered his previous agreement.

Pressing away all the sadness and anger, the floating boat cut his finger and sealed a drop of blood into Lihong's eyebrows with the forbidden method, as if he had made the most difficult decision.

"This is a sealing technique that can only be done by the blood of the Celestial Clan, and it can make you temporarily forget all the people and things that happened before." She watched as he grew groggy and leaned against the iron fence, letting the blood stain his white robe.

"If we can't even deceive ourselves, how can we hide it from everyone in the Three Realms?" She turned her gaze to the narrow skylight in her cell, and said softly, "It's all up to me, you know, I'm the best at that...... And you, as long as you live. ”

Ding Ruoyu opened his closed eyes, and he couldn't find that familiar figure in the long corridor and the courtyard with autumn leaves.

The turf covering the opening of the tunnel suddenly shimmered with light, and if it were not for a clear day, this light would have dazzled the eyes of the flowers.

Lihong walked out in the white light, just like the first time she met him in a dream hundreds of years ago when she was still a floating boat, light and shadow were intertwined and unpredictable, and it was almost impossible to see his appearance at that moment.

She greeted her, unable to tell whether the feelings in her heart at the moment were joy or loss.

"I made a new one, it's okay to teleport for a short distance, but the materials for a long distance are not enough, so I have to try ...... again" Li Hong held an object similar to a tray in his hand, and explained to her hastily, and then walked to the cellar of the firewood room with a muttering to himself, as if he had not noticed the change in her mentality at all.

"I don't want to hide from you, it's because you've been locking yourself in the house and not coming out...... It's just ......" Ding Ruoyu shouted at his back, but his voice turned from high to low getting smaller and smaller, and it took a long time before he came out.

At the firewood gate, Li Hong glanced back at her and slammed the door shut.

Ding Ruoyu stood in the courtyard inexplicably, completely unable to understand the meaning of his move.

"What did I say to upset him?" She couldn't help but mutter.

"Who's moody?" A stern female voice sounded behind him, "If you don't practice well, why are you standing here in a daze?" ”

Ding Ruoyu was pressed down on his head, and he almost stumbled forward. As soon as she stabilized her figure, the women in the backyard surrounded her under the leadership of her master and taught her not to be rebellious and lazy.

"All the sword moves are already very proficient......" After practicing it in front of everyone, she couldn't help but complain, wanting to learn something new.

"No, you're not skilled enough to incorporate these tricks and consciousness into yourself and become an instinct!" Lou Xue refused.

If someone suddenly attacks, then the current Ding Ruoyu will still use the number of roads in the dead camp to block and counterattack. The things she was forced to learn and adapt to as a child didn't change completely in a moment.

And Lou Xue knew that the time given to her by the floating boat was three years.

In three years, it has been transformed and cut off any connection with the world.

Fuzhou once talked to Lou Xue alone, hoping that Ding Ruoyu could live peacefully and happily like an ordinary woman from a rich and noble family, and not provoke those conspiracies and disputes, at least in this life.

However, when the most important part of her primordial spirit was reincarnated and devoured herself, everything was no longer out of her control.

Ding Ruoyu is not a floating boat, nor is he a princess of the Heavenly Realm five hundred years ago, who was born with a killing god whose mana is stronger than that of most of the clansmen.

From being as weak as an ant to the present, her living environment has long been completely different.

In the depths of the desert of Xiyan Country, where the yellow sand is in the sky, a middle-aged man in a ragged white robe is walking alone.

The endless desert and the scorching sun all make it difficult. After another dozen or so steps, at last, he could no longer support himself and collapsed on the sand dune.

The broken placket opened with the momentum of the fall, throwing out a large rain of blood, which instantly stained the sand beside him red, and was blown away without a trace by the sudden wind.

Just when he was about to lose consciousness, a red shadow flickered, and a small figure appeared at the junction of heaven and earth, so small that it was impossible to see clearly from his position without looking carefully.

The red shadow approached in an instant, and the middle-aged man had already fainted.

Two hours later, the middle-aged man found himself lying in a neatly cleaned guest room. He struggled to sit up, and as soon as he bowed his head, the wound on his chest healed.

Just when he was puzzled, a red-clothed female doll who looked no more than five or six years old broke in outside the door, jumping closer, carved in pink and jade, at first glance I thought it was a little fairy child who accidentally walked out of the New Year's painting.

"Lamp ......," the middle-aged man said in surprise, but he couldn't make a sound for a while because of his excessive thirst before.

"You can wait until you've rested enough and then tell me slowly!" The little girl jumped up with a grin and sat down at the only round table in the room.

The middle-aged man walked to the window and looked out, under the blue sky, the entire house and courtyard were shrouded in a layer of powerful enchantment, and even the birds outside chose to take a detour. He unleashed a faint trace of spiritual power, and before he could touch the edge of the barrier, he was violently bounced back, and even almost injured himself.

"The juniors are really rebellious, and they all love to question the strength of the patriarchs." The little girl in red put on the appearance of an elder again and teased sarcastically.

"Lord Lamp!" As soon as she recovered, the middle-aged man knelt down in front of her and begged, "Lord Wanglan God will help!" ”

The little girl in red flipped a red rope in her hand, oh, her attention was not on him at all, and she said for a long time: "Who is the person who plucked your dragon scales?" ”

The child's voice was crisp and abrupt, but it frightened the middle-aged man.

"Lord Huideng God, he is a monk he has never seen before." The middle-aged man lowered his head.

"Monk...... the little girl climbed down from the table, touched the middle-aged man's arm to get him up, and sat down on the edge of the bed again, her legs swaying back and forth.

She pointed at the other party, her grinning appearance suddenly changed, and she said unhappily: "He is about to pull out your scales, enough to regenerate hundreds of demon bodies that have lost crystal nuclei!" ”

As soon as he woke up, the middle-aged man was shocked and said, "That monk did this to me, it was actually related to the demon clan?" ”

"I don't know, I'm only responsible for taking you back to the Heavenly Realm." The little girl in red winked mischievously at him.

The demons are mostly fire-based telekinesis, while the Celestial Clan is mostly water-based to heal wounds. Tens of millions of years ago, it was not only these two races that possessed mana in the Three Realms, but also the ghost clan that relied on the origin of the earth system and the demon spirit clan, which was the strongest in the wind system.

The celestial dragon, who was born in the heavenly realm and can also incarnate as a spirit beast, has both water and wind spells. The water system can heal wounds, and the wind system is shield armor, and the dragon scales created by the fusion of the two can make the well-preserved demon body regrow the crystal nucleus that has been consumed energy, and achieve the effect of resurrection.

But only the demons can be reborn, and the other three races will all turn into nothingness in a very short time after death, as if they had never appeared, and it is almost impossible to preserve their remains.

After pulling out nearly 100 dragon scales, is it true that there are still rumors that there are a large number of top masters in the demon clan who are lurking in the secret place recently?

Those demons may not have lost their crystal nuclei, once they get the help of dragon scales, they can even break through their own mana limits and reach a higher realm......

When the ever-bright lantern took Tianlong and asked him to report his distress to the Tianyun Pavilion in detail, Yuexu left the ever-bright lantern.

Behind the screen, Si Ming walked out slowly.

"The demon clan has been divided into two parts, one part is led by Prince Lushi, and the other part is hidden in the shadows, no one knows how far they have developed." Yuexu sat on the main seat with the spar ball in his hand, removing the spell barrier on his body, and his expression was indifferent and there was a little tiredness that could not be hidden.

She needed to send someone down to investigate immediately, she didn't want to damage the members of the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion again, and she was afraid that the strength of the Heavenly Palace generals would not be enough to deal with the dangers that might occur next, so she didn't feel that she had made a difficulty.

Seniors like Chang Minglan and Lao Si Ming do this kind of thing completely inconsistent with their identity, unless they themselves voluntarily propose, it is really difficult to speak.

Si Ming pinched his fingers, saw Yuexu's thoughts at the moment, secretly glanced at the ever-bright lantern, seized the opportunity to twist his beard and said: "This matter is related to the safety of the Heavenly Clan, but you can send someone to the Nether to visit and search." ”

"Who does Si Mingjun think should be sent?" Yuexu really asked. Si Ming's words solved the doubts in her heart.