Hearing him say this, Ye Chuijin suddenly woke up.

She looked down at her hands.

The hands were as white as jade, and there was not a trace of anything else on them.

But Ye Chuijin was in a trance, and he still saw a large area of blood stained on it.

Shen Yi looked at her, took the bowl on the side, picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and said distressedly: "Master really took great pains to kill me, obviously I believed you in your pretense, but you really made yourself so embarrassed." ”

Because "Yan Weiya" looks quite a doorway, it is true that Ye Chuijin was thrown into the prison at that time, and the injuries on his body are also real, only the prison fairy locks on his limbs are fake.

When Shen Yi picked her up, he looked at the wounds all over her body, and he was really a little distressed.

He blew the porridge in the cool spoon and handed it to Ye Chuijin's mouth: "Master, drink some porridge to replenish the blood." ”

Hearing the word "blood", Ye Chuijin, whose eyes were empty, came back to his senses.

She looked at the person in front of her, her gaze unfamiliar.

Is this the person who has refined the six spirits, and does not hesitate to turn against her master, does not hesitate to turn her back on her Dao heart, and also wants to maintain it?

What the hell is she doing......

Looking at Ye Chuijin's gaze, Shen Yi's eyes sank: "Master, I said that the person who killed them was not you, it was me, and you were still the Wenfu fairy who was not stained with dust." ”

Ye Chuijin looked at him, and a voice in her heart told her: No.

All the consequences of all this evil today were planted by herself.

Ten years ago, she didn't listen to her master, and she had to save him if she separated her soul, and this was the cause of everything.

He is not Shen Yi.

He is the Demon Realm Venerable Yan Jiuyuan.

"Teacher......"

Ye Chuijin slammed over the bowl in his hand, pointed at the knife, and slammed it at his neck.

Shen Yi retreated slightly, dodging the fatal place, but her skin was still cut through by her sharp blade.

There are beads of blood oozing.

Shen Yi pressed her against the bed and restrained her.

Ye Chuijin was about to resist, and Shen Yi smiled softly: "Master, I said it, don't hurt me." You've hurt me, I'm in a bad mood......"

His expression grew cold: "Someone is going to suffer." ”

Before Ye Chuijin could comprehend the meaning of this sentence, he saw a water curtain suddenly appear on the wall in front of him.

On the water curtain, Su Weixing was restrained by a long iron chain, kneeling in the dim cage with his head down.

Ye Chuijin's complexion changed greatly: "You! ”

Shen Yi held her in his arms, and this time, his master really didn't struggle anymore, and only looked at him with a humiliating gaze.

Shen Yi stepped out, and the two came to the outside of the prison door.

The cage is like an ice wall, faintly exuding a cold air, Su Weixing doesn't know how long he has been locked in prison, the whole person is motionless, life and death are unknown.

Ye Chuijin hurriedly took two steps forward, and Shen Yi looked at her nervous expression, and his face became more and more cold.

He stretched out his hand to Su Weixing, and a finger was placed on his abdomen.

Su Weixing felt as if he had been hit hard, and he retreated suddenly, letting out a roar like a trapped beast.

Ye Chuijin turned his head and glared angrily.

Shen Yi's face was calm, and he approached step by step.

"Master, it's better to listen to what I say," the corners of his mouth hooked, and his voice was flat: "But this is the first time that Master has not listened to me, if I kill my brother like this, Master is afraid that I will think I am too cruel." ”

As he spoke, he stroked her long hair: "It's better to change the punishment, I think the master is also willing." ”