Gong Yuqing didn't dare to look down, so she sat on Jiufang off her shoulder in a daze.

Jiu Fangli also looked ahead like her, and seemed to be entangled again.

He knew very well that as long as he took another step forward, there would definitely be no good results in the future.

The water of the spring looks so clear, but it hides the thickest filth.

He didn't know why he wanted to show the contents in front of Gong Yuqing.

Possible...... I want an alternative kind of liberation or redemption.

There are some things that have been pressed on his heart and soul for too long, and there is some hatred that can hardly be repaid even if he dies.

"If you let me stay here, I'll go down with you. ”

Gong Yuqing's soft voice sounded, and Jiufang lowered his head from Huo Ran, only to find that she had quietly climbed onto his chest again, and shrunk most of her body in the placket of his clothes, only exposing her small head to the outside.

She was a soul, light as nothing, and touchless, but somehow it warmed his heart.

It's just that how to dissolve the coldness accumulated in his heart?

Jiu Fangli smiled self-deprecatingly, and said softly: "Okay, let's go." ”

As soon as the words fell, he jumped into the spring as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

The spring water was extremely cold, and the moment it entered the water, Gong Yuqing felt a chill that penetrated the soul.

In the next moment, Jiu Fangli was already standing in front of a thorn bush.

Gong Yuqing was protected by his hand on his chest, and it was easy to feel Jiufang's trembling for a moment.

She soothed his palm with her tiny palm, took a deep breath, and opened her eyes to look ahead.

This ...... Her eyes were fixed on someone, she couldn't move anymore, and her mind was blank.

An old man in a robe, in a large shape, was hung from a thorn bush like a cast iron.

The thorns vary in length, the longest being the middle branch, which is more than a foot high, only the thickness of a finger, and is surrounded on all sides by thin, sharp thorns.

The shortest one was three feet, and the shorter one was straight and thick, and the edges on all sides shone with a cold cold light like sharp blades.

The longest one was pierced from the old man's heart, and the shortest pierced into his limbs, holding him up against the thorn bushes.

Gong Yuqing had never seen an old man with such an evil appearance.

The gray hair and old face did not make him look kinder or kinder, but only filled his gloomy eyes with the viciousness and cruelty accumulated by the years.

The thorns that passed through him only made him look more hideous.

The red-black blood continued to flow down the iron thorns, and I didn't know how a dry old man could have so much blood to fill the big pool of blood under the thorn bushes.

From time to time, there were ripples in the pool, and bubbles of water seemed to be swimming in it.

It is strange that in such a terrible place, there is not a trace of blood and evil energy.

There is no life at all.

Everything here seems to be dead and should be dead, but the one who should be dead is alive.

The chest of the one who hung on the thorn bush did not rise or fall, nor did he breathe, but he was really alive.

Especially after seeing Jiufangli, it was like a return to the light of the dying moment.

"What kind of wind is blowing outside today, it actually blew my little li'er. ”

When he didn't speak, Gong Yuqing's eyes were full of disgust.

After he spoke, the yin and yang strange energy made Gong Yuqing's whole heart twitch.

She hated him, never before.

Originally, she thought that she would not meet someone more hated than Hydra, but now she knows that there are people outside the sky.

The old man in front of her not only did not make her feel pitiful, but disgusted her to the point of wanting to run away.

Jiu Fangli's disgust was obviously deeper than hers, but he forced himself to stand still.

But he was choked by hatred and resentment, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Gong Yuqing suddenly felt a heavy pressure, and when she turned her eyes to look, she realized that it was because Jiu Fangli's hand protecting her was too tight.

He seemed to be trying his best to suppress his emotions, but she could still feel the tremors in her hands and even in her heart.

Gong Yuqing sighed, slowly broke out half of his body, climbed on the edge of Jiufang's palm, and asked calmly, "Who are you?"

She already knew that the person in front of her was Jiufangli's stepfather.

When Jiu Fangli asked her to guess his other identity, Gong Yuqing thought of the former demon king in an instant.

She'd heard all those rumors.

For example, the two old monsters in the demon world are the right-hand men of the former demon king, for example, the former demon king is unwilling to pass on the throne to Jiufangli......

Regardless of whether the rumors are true or not, she thinks that the former demon king does not approve of Jiufangli.

When she knew that he was still Jiufangli's stepfather, after feeling Jiufangli's extraordinary disgust and hatred, she knew that things were far from being as simple as rumors or speculations.

The truth could be very, very cruel, and she didn't want to know.

But Jiufangli brought her here, so they didn't want to run away anymore.

Sometimes it is cruel to the end, and maybe it can be reborn.

So she took the initiative to speak.

As soon as she spoke, the old man seemed taken aback, as if he had not even noticed her existence before.

But soon, the old man's complexion changed from yin to yang.

"Yo, who is this girl, why didn't Li'er introduce her father?"

The old man's voice was sharp and hoarse, and it sounded extremely harsh, coupled with the tone that was neither yin nor yang and the cold snake-like eyes, which made people feel uncomfortable from the diaphragm all the time.

Gong Yuqing's brows furrowed, and Jiu Fangli already said coldly: "Who she is has nothing to do with you, I came this time to completely settle with you." ”

If the matter between you and me can be settled, how can you let me survive for thousands of years?"

The old man sneered, staring at Jiu Fangli's eyes full of malice and pleasure.

"This girl is your sweetheart, right? I didn't think you would have an emotional day, but why does she only have a soul?"

"I said that it has nothing to do with you who she is, and today I came to tell you that I will use your blood to cleanse the demon world and put everything off together. ”

Jiu Fangli seemed to have to use all his strength to say a word, and the hand on his chest had already clenched into a fist, not knowing that Gong Yuqing was sitting on his fist now, his little face was close to his chest, listening carefully to the voice in his heart.

In Jiu Fangli's heart, in addition to hatred, disgust and other bad feelings, there is also a deep humiliation.

The old man in front of him, who was being tortured, left a humiliation in his heart that could not be dispersed and could not be resolved.

What did he do to Jiufangli?