At night, Liu Ruyan sat with her eyes closed.

The dimly lit cell was lifeless, and the moonlight shone through the mottled tiles and shone into a hazy glow.

The room was pitch black, and a few points were white.

There was movement from the closed iron door, and when she opened her eyes, the small window under the iron door was opened, and the candlelight flickered for a moment, and then a food box was pushed in.

There is food.

Liu Ruyan was already hungry, she put the food on the ground, picked up the chopsticks, and when she was full, she retracted and squinted to rest.

It was late at night when I heard the movement again, and the iron door was pushed open, and a long figure slowly walked towards the collapse.

She has always been alert, never sleeps deeply in an unfamiliar environment, and has already woken up the moment she hears the movement, but her body still maintains a false sleeping posture and does not move, allowing the person to approach.

"The deity knows you're awake." Shen Yanchu leaned down, his voice indistinguishable from joy and anger.

Can this man still read minds?

She thought to herself, with a look of waking up on her face, and sat up: "Why are you?" ”

Shen Yanchu didn't wear the black gauze cloak, only a pear-white deep coat, and the snow outside the window reflected on him, which made him look even more ethereal.

"What are you doing at such a late hour?" Liu Ruyan lazily propped up one leg and raised her eyes to look, "Could it be that I am interested in the young master and want to do something about breaking the peach sleeve?" I'm ugly, I don't like men. ”

Shen Yanchu frowned: "When the deity refines you into a puppet, see what else you can say with this mouth." ”

With that, the palm of his right hand spread upward, and several strands of true qi glowing with light emerged, spinning rapidly, forming a whirlpool.

When the true qi gradually solidified, a drop of blood was squeezed out from the tip of his left finger, as if a medicine pill was holding a blood pill, and the red was dazzling.

Ye Xun was so anxious that he screamed: "We are grasshoppers on a rope, if you die, Benjun must also die." Hurry up and think about it! ”

"Do you think I'm not in a hurry?" Liu Ruyan struggled to stay calm.

According to her understanding, refining a puppet is to refine people's seven emotions and six desires, people are still alive, but they are just a shell, once this kind of terrifying exercise is born, it will make people all over the world panic.

Shen Yanchu is this person, and he can't stay.

Shen Yanchu lowered his eyes and glanced at her, and threw something out of his arms.

Liu Ruyan only felt a tingling pain in his fingers, and the blood beads flowed down a silk thread, which happened to drip into the medicine pod in his hand.

Shameless people dare to steal her silver ring!

The two drops of blood collided and quickly fused, and the white air flow swirled wildly, shining brightly.

Seeing that the situation was not right, he asked for a thousand words at night, and Wan instructed: "The host should be careful, if he feeds you something strange later, don't open your mouth." ”

Before she finished speaking, Shen Yanchu flicked her fingers, and the red blood pill shot towards the center of her eyebrows, and it was smelted in an instant.

Night Search: "......"

Liu Ruyan: "............"

"Ahem, don't worry, host." Ye Xun said in a voice like a mosquito, "Maybe he's just ......"

Just what?

Liu Ruyan shook her head, her consciousness began to drift, and the voice in her ears was also blurred.

What followed was an indescribable pain, eroding her over and over again, as if the meridians were broken, and the blood rushed out, going up, rushing to the center of her eyebrows.

The colorful mottled light passed to him along the center of his eyebrows, and the seven emotions and six desires were mixed together, and the scene buried in the depths of her memory was like a marquee, presented in front of her eyes:

"Take a long sword and hold the Qin bow, and the first body will not be punished...... The body is dead, the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is resolute. ”

"Aye, why do I have to memorize this song "National Martyrdom"?"

"Yan'er, you have to remember that after our Liu family is a criminal minister, the first emperor is not suspicious of employing people, and the soldiers of the Liu family must not be disloyal and unjust."

"Aya, I don't want to be a scout."

"If you dare to back down, General Ben will be the first to break your legs!"

"Aye, I'm tired."

"Yan'er hold on for a while, if Aya is not there in the future, how should you ......?"

The picture is finally frozen in a hazy morning.

The "boy" is described as withered, thin, holding a bloody garment, burying it deep in the earth with trembling hands, and finally, inserting a tombstone.

- Father Liu, well-dressed mound.

The boy took a step back and fell to the ground, his forehead pressed against the damp earth, his voice hoarse.

"Daughter...... The sin is great......"

Liu Ruyan's chest was stuffy, she choked out a breath of turbidity, and her consciousness gradually returned.

She narrowed her eyes and stared at the man wearing the black and gold mask, her voice deep and mocking: "The so-called puppet technique requires the caster to break off his feelings and use himself as a tool to refine the seven emotions and six desires of others. ”

Shen Yanchu was silent, and under the mask, his face turned pale.

She gasped and smiled: "I know that not being able to let go of the obsession in my heart is a taboo in cultivation, but you insist on going your own way, and now you are refining my seven feelings, but the Lord has a different taste now?" ”

Shen Yanchu raised his eyes suddenly, he was trapped in obsession and couldn't extricate himself, where did she know?

"Let me guess why the realm of the Lord has never been able to break through."

"Could it be...... Is it because the obsession is too deep? ”

Liu Ruyan said to herself: "The lord has always had revenge, otherwise, he would not have been my enemy repeatedly. Since those past have become obsessions, it means that there is nothing you can do. It stands to reason that the status of the lord of the Cangying Sect is not low, and his martial arts are extraordinary, could it be that there have been times when he was weak and felt powerless? ”

Shen Yanchu's five fingers tightened, and his eyes sharpened.

"Looks like I guessed right."

Liu Ruyan looked up at him, trying to see through the other party's heart through the eyes under the mask: "In my opinion, the Lord is pretentious, but in fact, his heart is quite humble. But if you are as powerful as the Lord, why do you feel humble? ”

"Could it be that when the Lord was a weak child, he didn't have a good time?"

"Is there no one around you to protect you?"

"It's your father."

"Still, Mother ......"

She stared into his eyes, and when she said the word mother, the other's eyes flickered.

She laughed softly: "It turned out to be a mother, what did the lord do to make you obsessed with her?" ”

Suddenly, Shen Yanchu's breath surged, and his throat surged with fishy sweetness.

"Could it be that you killed your biological mother?" Liu Ruyan suddenly snorted, like a sharp weapon through her chest.

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yanchu suddenly let go of his hand and leaned over and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He narrowed his narrow eyes, pressing forward step by step, and glared at her: "What are you?" ”

Liu Ruyan was not annoyed or angry, but just looked at each other coldly: "Like you, I killed my biological father, and we are the same kind of people." ”

Shen Yanchu suddenly looked at her, and Liu Ruyan sat on the ground, also looking up.

"Good." His voice was deep, staring at the person in front of him who had made him go against the current, break the taboo, and be angry in his heart.

Coldly flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked out the door.

"Give me strict supervision, the deity wants to know how long Liu Langjun can last!"