Although he used coercive means to lock him up and prevent him from running around, there was no way to do anything about cultivation, because Shen Yue had no way to force him to cultivate.

Shen Yue set up an enchantment so that Rong Hua could not leave the Zinc Qing Palace.

Shen Yue, as a blind old father, is really heartbroken.

The little tree spirit seemed to notice the lowness emanating from Shen Yue's body, and hugged her fingers in a whisper, as if she was coquettish.

The soft jelly-like creature made Shen Yue couldn't help but rub it twice, sighed, and sighed, "If only he could be as well-behaved as you." ”

The little tree spirit didn't know if she understood what she was saying, and she was talking vigorously, as if she was expressing something to her.

However, Shen Yue didn't understand anything.

——

Rong Hua has been dreaming about it all the time, over and over again, as if it had really happened.

There was someone calling him, a call from the soul, and this sense of fate made him uncontrollably search.

In the abyss of the sea, trapped in a huge block of hard ice by countless chains, there was a black figure.

His limbs, his whole body, were bound by arm-thick chains, and there was not a living thing ten miles away.

The powerful demonic energy was enveloped in another white light, and it could only leak out a few breaths.

But for Rong Hua, this kind of aura not only felt restrained, but also felt extremely cordial.

It's as if this was his own.

This thought almost frightened him, he seemed to escape some kind of reality, knowing that it was a dream, and he wanted to wake up but could not get out of it.

He could only be forced, slowly swimming past like that black shadow.

In the blur, Rong Hua saw the appearance of the black shadow clearly, his eyes were closed, like a puppet that had lost his soul, his face was handsome and pale, his eyes were closed under his sharp eyebrows, the bridge of his nose was high, his thin lips were slightly white, and he was handsome and almost demonic.

However, Rong Hua's pupils constricted, because this face was five or six points similar to him.

Although it was similar, he felt extremely disgusted and repulsed, and for some reason, just looking at this face made him feel the urge to kill him.

His eyes turned blood-red without Rong Hua even knowing it, and he only felt that there was a murderous and violent thought echoing in his mind, the green tendons on his forehead were bursting up, and the fragile nerves were sending out warnings.

The unfamiliar, violent, and devastating killing intent of the realm was about to collapse, and the demonic qi on his body suddenly rose, approaching the man whose limbs were bound by chains.

The extremely aggressive demonic qi that could almost destroy the world attacked the man, but he didn't shatter his bones as he imagined, but that wisp of demonic qi was completely absorbed by him.

And Rong Hua has long been controlled by anger, he is like a beast that has lost his mind, and there is only one word in his chaotic blank mind.

Kill!

The demonic qi became more and more intense, and it became more and more ruthless each time, but it failed to hurt the man a single point, but it was all absorbed by him.

He was like crazy, trying his best to kill the man, regardless of the consequences.

Just when he was really stunned, his eyes became more and more scarlet, and the tyrannical and cruel killing became more and more uncontrollable, a cold sound like a spring water suddenly sounded in his ears, revealing the ancient wisps of coolness, making the pair of terrifying and hideous scarlet eyes stunned for a moment.

He blinked in confusion, revealing a childlike ignorance.

"Ronghua ......"

"Ronghua ......"

Someone called him in his ear, the voice was very familiar, and for some reason, there was always a throbbing pain in his heart when he listened to it, as if to tell him that that person was important.

Shen Yue was still looking for some way to suppress the demonic qi in the study, but suddenly she felt a strong demonic qi, which frightened her and hurriedly rushed over.

This demonic qi is not shallow, it is much deeper than before, fortunately, Shen Yue has already laid an enchantment before, otherwise it would have been detected by others.

She rushed to Rong Hua's dormitory, and there was a black gas bubbling from the entire bed, and she couldn't even see the man's figure clearly.

Shen Yue cast a spell to disperse these demonic qi, only to find that these demonic qi were all emanating from Ronghua's body.

Rong Hua seemed to be having a nightmare, his eyes were tightly closed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his thin lips trembled slightly, and wisps of demonic energy emerged from his body.

He seemed to be trying to suppress it, and the green tendons on his neck were intertwined.

Shen Yue pulled his wrist and transmitted pure spiritual power to him, which made those demonic qi a little depressed this time, and he didn't dare to swim freely and recklessly.

While conveying spiritual power, Shen Yue also called Rong Hua's name softly, trying to make him struggle to wake up from the nightmare.

The scarlet in Rong Hua's eyes in the deep sea faded little by little, and he was like a lost child, "Master......"

The man in chains seemed to be furious for some reason, his eyes were still closed, but the deep sea shook with his anger, and the sea was stirred up and turbulent.

Rong Hua is like a kite with a broken string, his whole person is submerged in the seawater, obviously he can breathe normally in the water before, now all the sounds seem to be separated by a layer of something, not real, Rong Hua vaguely heard someone calling his name, he wanted to find the direction, but his eyes were stung by the seawater, his hands and feet seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, he had no way to swim, and he couldn't even move his fingertips.

He couldn't even struggle, he almost fainted from drowning, he could feel himself falling deep, his heart squeezed together by the pressure of the water around him.

This is the breath of death, he is slowly trying to die, he has no way to struggle, there is no way to call for help, he can't do anything, he can only watch himself fall.

He couldn't even see the last face of his master.

"Master......"

——

The warm light shone on his eyelids, making his eyelashes tremble uncontrollably, and the pale man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes bloodshot, obviously awakened by some kind of nightmare.

He gasped roughly, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

He looked down at his unharmed hands, and touched his beating heart again, and then breathed a sigh of relief like dehydration.

I don't know what I thought, the man didn't even have time to put on his shoes, his hair was scattered behind his back, and he staggered to the door in a snow-white undershirt.

His eyes searched around uneasily, the whole person seemed to be a string that was tense to the extreme, obviously tall and strong, but at the moment he trembled helplessly, his face was pale like a ghost, and he was desperate to find his lost treasure.