I've been sitting for a long time.

Neither of them spoke.

Here, there will be no hunger, no tiredness.

It is estimated that if you don't talk all the time, it's no problem to sit until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten.

Su Lin had already figured it out, if he didn't speak, the girl next to him might really be able to sit with him until he was old and turn into two stones together.

It seems that he is still not very good at pretending to be cool, because the other party is really cool!

Su Lin was the first to break the silence, "That, Miss Han, can you tell me how you got here?"

"Are you asking me?" Han Bing seemed to be taken aback by Su Lin's words, and suddenly turned his face to look at Su Lin.

Is there anyone else here?

Su Lin wanted to ask rhetorically, but he still held back, he lowered his voice and said, "Yes, I'm curious, how did you get here? What happened between you and that Lu Wenjun?"

Before figuring out the situation, it was probably impossible for Su Lin to leave here.

After thinking for a moment, Han Bing said: "More than sixty years ago, I was originally a Heavenly Spirit Magician in the Lingyuan Pavilion of Dawn City in the Great Xia Kingdom, because of my good cultivation talent, I was selected by the Spirit Pattern Hall to learn the Spirit Pattern, but what I didn't expect was that I was also very talented in learning to make the Spirit Pattern, so I was designated as the elite disciple of the Spirit Yuan Pavilion. ”

Staring at the sky, Han Bing slowly told her story.

According to the timeline, Han Bing's sixty years are six years in the outside world, and he understands a little.

Su Lin let out a long breath, and finally came to a normal opening mode randomly.

Han Bing's story quickly attracted him.

"I'm an orphan, Lingyuan Pavilion is my home, I regard the hall master of the Spirit Pattern Hall as my father, in order to get his appreciation, I am cultivating every minute, even if I have a little time, I will learn the knowledge of the Spirit Pattern. ”

"Over time, I became the best of our group of disciples, I remember that at that time, I never interacted with people, I firmly believe that I can definitely become a Heavenly Spirit Master powerhouse at the peak of the Great Xia Kingdom, as the hall master expected, and always protect our Lingyuan Pavilion. ”

Although he had some sympathy for Han Bing in his heart, Su Lin did not comment.

He is also confused sometimes, is it right or wrong to always live for others like this?

Listening to the story, Su Lin suddenly felt that the voice of the girl next to him was still quite good.

Han Bing continued to whisper: "I remember that when I was nineteen years old, the three major forces of our Dawn City were the 'Great Xia Lingyuan Pavilion', the 'Great Xia Holy Spirit Academy', and the 'Great Xia Holy Spirit Temple'. ”

"The three major forces jointly held a competition at the same time, the 'Dawn City Youth Spirit Tattoo Artist Competition', which anyone under the age of twenty can participate. Han Bing sighed softly, as if the nightmare had started at that time.

"I was just nineteen years old that year, as the best disciple of Lingyuan Pavilion, I led the team to participate in this competition as the captain of Lingyuan Pavilion, and led Lingyuan Pavilion to easily defeat all the teams and won the championship of that Spirit Pattern Master Competition, I reaped all the glory, of course, I also won the highest reward, I got three rewards:

One is the Lingyuan Pavilion's high-level spiritual Heavenly Spirit Spell, "Nine Heavens Phoenix Thorn"!

The second one is a 'Superb Heavenly Spirit Pill'"!

Hearing this, Su Lin suddenly asked, "Heavenly Spirit Pill?"

Su Lin had some impressions of this thing, as if he had seen it when he was sorting out his Blood Fusion Spirit Ring, but there were a lot of pills in his Blood Fusion Spirit Ring, which he treated as garbage, and all of them were carried into a big box.

"In addition to enhancing the physique of the Heavenly Spirit Magician, the biggest use of taking the Heavenly Spirit Pill is that it can comprehensively improve the spiritual power and spiritual power cultivation of the Heavenly Spirit Magician. Han Bing glanced at Su Lin and didn't seem to mind Su Lin interrupting her.

Su Lin nodded, and suddenly found that this elixir was a good thing, why didn't he think of it before?

The elixir of this world is not an antibiotic, so it will not expire.

It seems that I was stupid before, and I always thought that 'words can be said nonsense, but medicine cannot be taken indiscriminately,' and it seems that I was misled by experts.

Wait until you go back and look for it, such a cow thing!

Don't waste it!

It was not easy for people to get one, and there were still a lot of them in their spiritual rings.

While thinking about it, Su Lin saw that as soon as Han Bing's hand flipped over, he took out the spirit pattern knife of the 'Blood Light Spring Stream', and listened to Han Bing continue: "There is also it, the Spirit Pattern Knife of Blood Light Spring Stream. ”

"What happened next?" Su Lin was curious.

Han Bing closed her eyes and frowned, recalling the painful past, and after a while she continued:

"This set of knives is very easy to use, I am a heavenly spirit master, because there is no source of blessing when carving the spirit pattern, the use of spiritual power to engrave the seal on the metal is a very laborious thing, but with the blood light spring stream is completely different, only need to maintain a not too strong spiritual power output, this set of knives is like the nemesis of all metals, any carving knife, the edge of the knife can easily cut the metal as soon as it touches it, and it is very easy to carve the spirit pattern. ”

Su Lin nodded, he had also used the Blood Light Spring Stream, and it was indeed very easy to use this knife in the seal carving.

"After having this set of knives, my spirit pattern master attainment has obviously improved, so I can't do without this set of knives even more, but one day I ....... ”

Han Bing paused slightly, "One day, when I was using a fine-grained knife to carve a small spiritual pattern, I accidentally punctured my finger, and after it was stained with my blood, this knife immediately seemed to come to life, and it went crazy and drilled into my finger, I used all my spiritual power to pull him out, and when I was thinking about it, I didn't notice it for a while, and I didn't keep my mind, and my soul consciousness was sucked in at once." Speaking of this, Han Bing's eyes dimmed a little.

"Then I felt like I was falling from a great height, and I was hit a big rock, and I died. ”

Su Lin knew that the same thing happened to this girl as he did, "Needless to say, then you set foot on the Huangquan Road like I did before." ”

Yes, Han Bing nodded, "Stepping on the Huangquan Road and coming to the Ghost Gate Pass, I also met Meng Po, he gave me a bowl of Meng Po soup, I didn't want to drink it, he threatened me to let me go to the Yama Hall to be punished, and I was sent to the eighteenth layer of purgatory, and I will never be able to live beyond life." ”

Han Bing gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing firmness, "I pretended to agree, took the Meng Po soup, stood on the Nai He Bridge, and threw the bowl of soup and soup into the Lechuan River. ”

Hearing this, Su Lin could basically guess what was going on behind......

Han Bing then whispered: "Then I came to the underworld and was interrogated by the king of Hades, and if I didn't accept it, I was pulled by a crack and held the eighteenth layer of purgatory. ”

Looking at Su Lin, Yun said lightly: "It's the same as what you experienced, I have experienced everything you have experienced before, but I, I, I'm not as strong as you." ”

Well, Su Lin finally understood why he was sent to the eighteenth layer of purgatory, and his feelings were ......

Perverts will become more perverted when they meet perverts!

Han Bing shed crystal tears, choked up and said, "I'm different from you, I thought I was strong, but compared to you, I ......." ”

"You begged for mercy?" Su Lin seemed to have seen this glacier beauty crying helplessly in the eighteenth layer of purgatory, constantly begging for forgiveness.

Thinking of that miserable scene, Su Lin's eyes couldn't help but feel more sympathy.

Wiping away his tears, Han Bing raised his head, met Su Lin's gaze, and shouted vigorously in an almost roaring voice: "Yes, I beg for mercy, I kneel, I humbly beg those lonely souls and wild ghosts, beg the judge of Hades to let me go, I said I am willing to drink Meng Po soup, I said I am willing to ......!"

"He didn't let you drink Meng Po soup, did he? He continued to torture you in the eighteenth layer of purgatory, right?" Su Lin's expression was unusually solemn, and his face was as cold as an ice wall.

Unconsciously, Su Lin's eyes at the moment became colder than Han Bing, who was like the Ice Queen beside him, and became colder than her cold face.

"Yes, he laughs in the sky, he laughs in the sky all the time, like a demon laughs all the time. Han Bing shouted out this sentence with all his strength.

"Beast!" Su Lin's eyes lit up, and he seemed to reveal a cold glacial sword aura, and his compassion had made him completely forgive this girl.

In this girl who threw him into the eighteenth layer of hell, something more tragic happened to him than him.

"That's how that bastard tortured you?"

What he wanted to do most at this moment was to help the poor girl in front of him avenge him, Su Lin said coldly: "That demon is Lu Wenjun?

Han Bing nodded and covered his face, "It's him, I'm really not as good as you, I just went through three layers of purgatory and felt that my soul and body were dead, when I went through the eighteenth layer of purgatory, I thought I was completely dead, but, I don't know why, in the end, I appeared here and became the master of this consciousness space." ”

So that's it!

After listening to the story, the Soviet Union remembered the story that Ning Xi and Shi Gui had told him, and connecting these stories together, Su Lin had already understood the cause and effect of the whole thing.

Han Bing is the Heavenly Spirit Magician mentioned in the story, a genius spirit pattern master who bled to death when he used the Blood Light Spring Stream to make a spirit weapon.

The reason why she died so tragically was that her soul consciousness was excessively tortured, which made her body abnormal, which was obviously the death reaction of her body after her spiritual consciousness was completely destroyed and her soul was completely scared to death.

Because her soul was really tortured to death, and in the real world, she was also scared to death because her soul was destroyed!

When all the souls, including the soul consciousness, died, her body also died.

That's why she bleed to death in the weird Seven Orifices.

It was also because the fine-veined knife had absorbed a large amount of Han Bing's blood, so when Han Bing was really dead, in fact, the consciousness space world here had already recognized her as the master, and she had also completed the blood refining fusion with Han Bing, so she became the master of this consciousness space.

That's why she hates Lu Wenjun so much who tortured her to the extreme and scared her to death!

Thinking about it, if Su Lin hadn't entered this five-dimensional consciousness space before, and really encountered the situation of the eighteenth-layer purgatory, I am afraid that he would have been scared to death by death, and the seven orifices would have bled to death.

"It's okay already, I'll help you get revenge when I have the chance. He patted Han Bing lightly on the shoulder, "How did that Lu Wenjun come here?"

Taking a deep breath, Han Bing nodded and said, "He was originally a prisoner on death row, and as a scum among the Heavenly Spirit Sorcerers, he was sentenced to death, but the Refining Feng Hall Master in the Red Refining Number got a technique of blood refining spirit weapons, so he bought him out of prison, and used this method of blood refining spirit weapons to throw him into the refining furnace when refining the Blood Light Spring Stream, and with his blood, he was refined into the Blood Light Spring Stream.

Damn, Su Lin gasped, the blood of the living is refined!

It seems that this Refining Blade Hall Master is also a big pervert!

That's why under his leadership, such a large number of perverts have emerged!

Su Lin thought of something again, and suddenly asked, "If I'm not mistaken, then there should have been two more Spirit Pattern Master's soul consciousnesses coming in later, right?"

"Yes," Han Bing, who finished telling the story, was obviously much more relaxed: "Later, I did inhale two more soul consciousnesses, but I was controlled by Lu Wenjun.

As soon as Han Bing waved his hand, a picture appeared in front of Su Lin, and he saw two bodies with white light floating in the boundless darkness, as if the light emitted from their bodies was being eaten away little by little in the darkness.

Su Lin couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with them?"

Han Bing said softly: "They drank that bowl of Meng Po soup and fell into the infinite reincarnation of Lu Wenjun helping them design their soul consciousness, with this method, Lu Wenjun will use the Heavenly Spirit Technique to gradually refine their soul consciousness, and when he completely devours the two of them, we may end up with the same result as them." ”

"Why don't the two of them resist with their divine soul consciousness?" Su Lin was very surprised.

"Because their divine soul consciousness has believed everything they have seen, since they decided to drink that bowl of Meng Po soup, they have chosen to give up resistance, they have fallen into Lu Wenjun's world, and they will never wake up again. ”

Sighing softly, Han Bing flicked his fingers, and the picture in the darkness disappeared, "But even if the true soul consciousness is devoured by him, I will not beg him for mercy anymore, I hate him, and I will never forgive him." ”

After saying this, Han Bing clenched his fists hard and gritted his teeth.

"Well, I get it all. Su Lin stood up and said, "We are not the same as those two idiots who drink Meng Po soup, and now, I only have one thing to ask you." ”

Su Lin's eyes were as cold as ice, and he said softly:

"I helped you slaughter that bastard, how do you think that Lu Wenjun died?"