You Ni'er had tears in her eyes, and she didn't look at the person who helped her up at all, but after hearing Mo Han's words, she looked at him and said excitedly: "Master, what kind of soul?" I am your apprentice, you forgot, you took me back to the Nine Heavens Temple to accept me as an apprentice, took me to the mountain cabin, we face each other day by day, you teach me to practice, teach me enlightenment, teach me to make tea, outside the Youchen Mansion, you save me from danger, punish those who harm me, heal my face, the deciduous forest, you do not hesitate to borrow the fairy stone to help me cultivate, are these all fake? Don't you have the slightest affection for me? Even if it's just an ordinary master-apprentice relationship? ”

However, when this voice asked, You Nier didn't see any loosening of the expression on Mo Han's face, and big tears rolled down her white jade cheeks. It turned out that everything was fake, it was fake from the beginning, she thought she was in heaven, but she didn't expect that she would end up in hell.

Although Younier is already a cultivator, she still has the mind of a mortal in her bones, and for her, going to the underworld is going to hell.

Suddenly, Younier pushed away the fall, pulled out the hairpin on her head with lightning speed, stabbed it into her cheek hard, and slashed mercilessly, the sharp pain made her tremble, but it also made her extremely sober, she looked at Mo Han and said happily: "Master, the suffering of my life is all because of this spiritual root, and I will destroy it." ”

This scene is far beyond everyone's expectations, no one expected that Younier would do this, so they didn't take precautions, if you want to hurt other people here, you must not be close, but if you hurt yourself, no one's reaction will be as fast as her.

"Let's get started." Mo Han didn't seem to see the bubbling blood, but indifferently used his spiritual power to bring Younier to the altar.

Sure enough, hurting oneself and threatening others is only useful to those who care about themselves, if a person doesn't care about himself at all, even if you are covered in bruises, he will not have half pity, and even a pitiful look is reluctant to give.

You Nier fell on the altar of the gods, crying blood and roaring: "Master, you promised me that when you reach the Mahayana realm, let me see my mother, what about my mother?" Where's my mother? Do immortals also rely on lying to deceive a lowly mortal like me? ”

Speaking of this, Mo Han's expression finally changed, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he replied: "I will do what I promised you, but I haven't found your mother's soul for the time being." ”

"Heh, hehe!" You Nier sneered and pointed at Mo Han: "You were deceiving me from the beginning, why did you cultivate to the Mahayana realm and see your mother, it is clear that this spiritual root can only be used for you when you reach the Mahayana realm, right?" Mo Han, you are so ruthless. ”

Mo Han was in a trance, as if he saw Yue'er questioning him in front of him, asking why he lied to her, why he made such a selfish decision, and why he wanted to let her fall into the pain of regret and chagrin for eternity!

It turns out that deception, is it really so painful? Is it more painful than losing a loved one?

Younier saw that look again, the eyes that seemed to be looking at others through herself, it turned out that it was not an illusion, it was real, just like now, even if she was in great pain and crying blood, the people in front of her still couldn't see her.

"Holy Venerable." Black Wing shouted from under the altar of the gods, recalling the distraction of the Holy Venerable.

Mo Han was awake and glanced at Stylus, who nodded and signaled that he was ready.

You Nier fell to the ground in despair, looking at the sky, her eyes lost their brightness!

The pain in the face, where can the enemy beat the pain in the heart.