Qiushui hugged the "baby" in his arms, with a moved face, "Look how cute our child is!" ”

Wen Ran: "...... You really don't think there's a problem? ”

"It doesn't matter, even if I am a human and you are a demon, I will definitely take you and the child back to the Tibetan Abyss Valley, although my eldest brother is old-fashioned, he has always respected my wishes, you believe in me, I will live up to you!"

Wen Ran was speechless, her heart was so tired.

At this time, a thick demonic aura attacked the ruined temple from the outside, setting up a cloud of dust.

The little white cat guarding Wen Ran's side seemed to have exploded, its tail was also erected, and it stared vigilantly in the direction of the door.

Wen Ran said, "Is that the twin brothers?"

Kitten: "Meow!"

Wrong.

This time, the sense of oppression was even stronger than the last time I confronted the two brothers, Bright and Dark.

If it weren't for the demon venerable to come, then all the four gentlemen of Meilan Zhuju would have come.

Qiushui shook Wen Ran's hand and said firmly: "No matter what happens, we have to be together."

"Meow!"

The kitten swept over with one paw, but before it touched the autumn water, the scene changed again.

Wen Ran knelt in front of a towering tree, the branches and leaves of this tree were luxuriant, with the appearance of a coiled dragon, but unlike ordinary trees, its branches and leaves were like white jade, shining in the moonlight, extremely holy.

Taiyi King Tree.

The name popped up in Wen Ran's mind.

The next moment, she realized that her body could not move.

Looking up, people in black sacrificial clothes formed a circle, these people covered their entire faces with black scarves, and their facial features could not be seen, and they were all silent, giving people a strong sense of depression.

And Wen Ran, who was surrounded in the center, seemed to be waiting for a trial.

There is no autumn water here, and there is no little white cat.

Wen Ran tried to move her body again, but still unsuccessful.

An old voice came from no source, "As the holy daughter of the demon race, you are entangled with the human race, and if you do this, you will be disrespectful to Wang Shu and let go of the human race who smuggle each other, and if you do this, you will be a traitor to the demon race." ”

The old man's voice finally judged: "You are extremely evil, and today you are sentenced to judge yourself in front of the king tree and turn it into nourishment under the feet of the king tree, so as to make up for the mistakes you have made, do you have any doubts?"

"No ......"

Wen Ran heard her own voice, but it didn't come from her will, it was like a pair of hands behind her back manipulating her, and she was now a marionette, not a word or action under her control.

A dagger was thrown in front of her.

Can't take it, can't take it!

Her hand reached out without her own control, and she picked up the dagger.

Wen Ran watched as the dagger in her hand got closer and closer to her neck, and she forced herself to calm down, and she had to think quickly about how to solve the dilemma in front of her.

It is impossible for her to come to the Demon Realm just through a formation in the water, so this Demon Realm is fake.

But there is a double moon in the night sky here, there is a sacrificial hall, there is the Taiyi King Tree, and there is the light and darkness of the "Youlan Jun......

This demon world is not entirely fake.

Qiu Buwen died more than ten years ago, and he committed suicide in front of Qiu Buwen, and it was impossible for him to come back to life.

Qiu Buwen has the child Akiyama, but no one knows who Akiyama's mother is, and on the night of the accident in the Dengxian Mansion, Akiyama, who was sealed in the ice coffin, had a demonic aura on his body that was clearly so strong......

Akiyama is the child of Autumn Buwen and the holy daughter of the demon clan.

There is no magic in this world that can build such a real demon scene, and the "players" in it must follow the direction set by the people behind them.

Unless...... They are now in someone's memory.

Wen Ran's mind was running fast, although she had figured out a lot of things, she hadn't thought of a way to break the game.

The dagger in her hand was close to her neck, and it should have cut through the most superficial layer of skin, but there was no pain or blood.

Shen Wu, Shen Jiaojiao......

When Wen Ran was so anxious that the fire was burning, a cold sword light appeared, and the beautiful and holy Taiyi Wang Tree was suddenly split in two and fell to the ground.

Wen Ran's hand loosened, and the dagger fell to the ground.

"What...... Belch! Before the speaker could finish speaking, his head was separated.

The young man in white who came at some point was expressionless, and the black horizontal knife in his hand looked like an ordinary blade, but because it was too ordinary, it made people feel more and more weird.

In an instant, the people in the sacrificial hall all moved, and their figures moved towards the figure walking between the dust and mist.

Looking at the dense figures coming from mid-air, a bright smile suddenly appeared on the young man's clean face.

It's not that Wen Ran hasn't seen Shen Wu do it, but it's the first time I've seen him do it so neatly.

But anyone who approached him was either cut off his hands and feet, or cut off at the waist, and the internal organs and stumps kept falling to the ground.

Occasionally, a drop of blood splashed on his face, and he could still take the time to raise his other hand to wipe the blood away, and then slowly bent the corner of his eye, and his unfocused eyes flashed with bloody madness.

Soon, in the battlefield of flesh and blood, only his standing figure remained.

The black knife dripped blood, falling into a pool of blood, like a small drop falling into the ocean.

The wind seemed to have quieted down at this moment.

Shen Wu stood quietly for a while, only a hole was left in his eyes after the madness faded, and after another moment, his eyes moved slightly, and he saw the blood on his hands and the blood on his clothes.

The sound of the girl's anxiously approaching footsteps was heard.

He subconsciously took a step back, stepping on the pool of blood on the ground and sending a ripple.

Wen Ran's footsteps paused slightly, "Shen Jiaojiao? ”

Shen Wu was a little flustered, and he said helplessly: "Ranran, it will stain your clothes, I ...... I ......"

Wen Ran asked, "What are you?"

"Should I put away the knife first, or should I deal with the things on the ground first, or, or ......" He saw the blood on his clothes again, lowered his eyes, and muttered discouragedly, "Even if I go out, my clothes will be dirty...... It's going to stain the ......."

"Are you a fool!"

Wen Ran approached step by step, inevitably stepping on the flesh and soiling the embroidered shoes on her feet, until she was close enough, she threw herself into his arms and hugged him.

The knife in his hand fell to the ground, and he tried to take it back several times, but his bloodstained hands made him afraid to stain her beautiful dress.

Wen Ran didn't mind grabbing his hand and putting it on her waist, she looked up at him, and said helplessly: "At times like this, the first thing you have to do is not to put away your weapons, nor to deal with things on the ground, but to hug me first, you know?"