And so it was.

She hadn't really fallen asleep until now, it was just another trap for her.

His master waited for him to take the initiative to send his soul power into the dream realm, and perhaps she had planned everything from the first time she was about to kill him with the Qiankun Sword.

Even though the palm that Shen Yi slapped on her body was not heavy, with Ye Chuijin's current cultivation, it would definitely not feel good.

is worthy of his master, ruthless to the enemy, and ruthless to himself.

But this trap can deceive him, it can't be an illusion.

It was indeed a nightmare she had always dreamed of, and it was indeed her memory.

Seeing that Shen Yi was sober, Ye Chuijin's face changed, and his soul power gushed out even more majestic.

She only has this one chance, Yan Jiuyuan is not such an easily fooled person, if he doesn't work this time, he may not be able to lead him into the dream again next time.

Seeing Shen Yi raise his hand, Ye Chuijin sighed.

It's not ......

She was just short of being able to actually kill this man.

Ye Chuijin closed his eyes, waiting for the angry Demon Realm Lord to come back to his senses and slap it with a palm.

But the expected pain did not come, and Ye Chuijin was embraced into an embrace.

Shen Yi couldn't care about the Qiankun Sword in his heart, he hugged her and asked, "Master, ten years ago, Izumo Gate and I, who did you choose?" ”

The sword in Ye Chuijin's hand shook.

After Shen Yi felt it, he only felt his heart twitch.

He asked again, "Who did you choose between the people of the world and me?" ”

Ten years ago, what exactly was your answer?

How did the man who stopped the ancestor by the sea of the world answer this question?

Do you have a trace of mentorship and apprenticeship with me?

Ye Chuijin's expression was in a trance for a moment.

Ten years ago, by the white mist of the world, she rebelled against her master and rebelled.

Now she finally knows that she ...... Wrong choice.

Ye Chuijin closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were condensed.

The Qiankun sword in her hand was sharp, and Shen Yi snorted, only feeling that her soul was about to be split in half by such a sword light.

His master couldn't see half of the affection in his eyes, but Shen Yi still didn't give up: "Master, did the soul lamp light it for me?" ”

Ye Chuijin didn't say a word, still firmly holding the Qiankun Sword in his hand.

Shen Yi asked again: "I have been at the bottom of the sea for ten years, has Master also visited me?" ”

"Why did Master stop Master and prevent him from killing me?"

"Master, I'm ......" Shen Yi paused and held her sword-wielding hand.

Her hand was steady and accurate, without a trace of trembling or hesitation, to take his life.

Shen Yi didn't know if his wound was more painful or his heart was more painful.

He looked at the person in front of him and asked cautiously: "I, I am pleased with you." What about you? ”

If you are willing to lie to me, I will believe it.

Ye Chuijin stretched out his hand, drew the magic circle of sealing demons in the air, and slapped it into his chest.

Shen Yi spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Chuijin looked at him indifferently: "You are Yan Jiuyuan." ”

From beginning to end, how can there be silence in this world.

Ten years ago she made the wrong choice, and ten years later, she can't be wrong again and again.

Shen Yi looked at her, and the light in his eyes disappeared little by little.

He closed his eyes.

Yes, he is Yan Jiuyuan.

He was the demon cultivator she hated the most.

So even though she had a little bit of friendship with Shen Yi ten years ago, she only hated him.

From the very beginning, they stood at both ends of the river, with a sea of blood in between.