She knew that her master would not give up on her, she had done so many things for her master, and she would not give up on her so easily.

Shurong's eyes glared excitedly, and her eyeballs were about to bulge.

"Then make your final contribution." As soon as the words of the man in black came out, Shurong suddenly panicked.

Obviously, he didn't feel any fluctuations, but Shurong's body and head flew up automatically and threw them towards the altar.

"Bang-bang-" There were two very soft sounds, and Shurong's life was over.

Shu Rong's blood flowed into the altar along the pattern, and without any splash, it disappeared, not even the white bones.

When Hua Mengyu saw it, she couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in her heart, although Shurong was not a good thing, she had done so many things for the demon cultivator, and now her fate turned out to be like this.

But Hua Mengyu will not be sorry for Shurong, all of this is her own fault, dancing with the devil, and she will not escape death after all.

It's just that she is still a little sad and cold in her heart, the man in black uses such a method, and even treats the people around her like this.

Wouldn't it be more ruthless to treat others?

But Hua Mengyu would not stop, and walked towards the main hall with her feet raised.

This time, no one came to stop her, but let her walk in step by step.

When he came to the door of the main hall, the door opened automatically, and it was scarlet inside, and Hua Mengyu's eyes ached.

"Come on, come on." The ghostly voice seduced Hua Mengyu's mind.

Hua Mengyu pinched the sword in his hand and settled down, now it is useless to regret it, he has come to this point, and there is no way back.

Either she dies or they die.

Take a deep breath, exhale a cloudy breath, and step into the main hall with your feet raised.

As soon as her feet landed, Hua Mengyu felt several aggressive eyes fall on her, as if she was being targeted by the devil, and she couldn't break free.

An inexplicable chill went straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he was struck all over his body.

Firmly raised his feet and walked into the main hall, and with a bang, the door closed again.

Hua Mengyu didn't look back, the most important thing at this time is to have a stable mentality and not panic, otherwise you will lose your judgment.

"I'm coming."

Hua Mengyu slowly walked inside, and what caught her eye was a large patch of red, and a lot of red silk hung down from it, so much that it filled the entire palace.

Hua Mengyu had to reach out and pull the silk away before she could move on.

But since Hua Mengyu entered inside, the man in black stopped talking, and there was a quiet Mengyu voice inside.

No, there is a voice!

Hua Mengyu listened to the sound of drop by drop, and groped towards the sound.

Hua Mengyu is getting closer and closer, but the voice is flickering and flickering, sometimes it feels like it's in the ear, but sometimes it feels far away.

Hua Mengyu was not in a hurry, walking quietly, carefully feeling the surrounding airflow.

Suddenly, Hua Mengyu stopped, I don't know if she saw something terrifying, Hua Mengyu's body stiffened in place.

After a long time, Hua Mengyu dared to move her fingers, her hands were unusually sticky, and after rubbing it, a viscous liquid sensation rushed straight to her heart.

This is...... Blood? Hua Mengyu may have sensed what this liquid was.

But it was precisely because I realized it that I was even more frightened.

After a long time of psychological construction, Hua Mengyu slowly looked down, but because it was all red, what her eyes saw would be red.

The hands were also red, and Hua Mengyu couldn't be sure if the hands were blood.

Then, Hua Mengyu put her hand close to her nose and smelled it, and a sweet fragrance rushed into her sense of smell.

"Sweet?" Hua Mengyu doubted again, if it was blood, how could it be sweet? And she also dreamed of rain smelling blood.

But suddenly, Hua Mengyu felt something dripping from her eyes again, and reached out to touch it, just like the things in her hands, sticky.

When I reached out again, it turned out that my hair was all sticky.

"When, how could I be unaware?" Hua Mengyu muttered in a low voice, no matter how dull her divine sense was, she wouldn't have noticed anything strange in her body for so long.

"No, there's a problem with that!" Hua Mengyu raised her hand and waved, and a sword qi volatilized, cutting off the red silk in front of her.

"Humph!"

The situation did not get better, but made Hua Mengyu a little dizzy.

No matter how sluggish Hua Mengyu was, she felt the difference, she immediately cut her palm, blood suddenly flowed out, and her dizziness temporarily improved.

"Is it a fantasy?" Hua Mengyu immediately thought of this possibility.

She hadn't noticed anything else since she entered, but there was a possibility that she had been hallucinated in the first place.

Hua Mengyu sobered up a little and looked around vigilantly.

"Drip, drip, drip......" The abrupt sound of water droplets sounded, and it became louder and louder, more and more.

Fear filled her heart.

But the truth does not allow her to back down, for the sake of her companions, and also for the sake of Yuexuan.

She could only walk forward, with her sword crossed to her chest, ready to fight.

Hua Mengyu walked deeper, but she didn't notice that the ground behind her had changed.

Hua Mengyu walked for a long time, and the surroundings were still like that, and the biggest change was that these red silks seemed to have become a little messy, not as neat as they were at the beginning.

At this moment, Hua Mengyu was even more sure that she had really entered a place that was different from the outside world.

There was no end to it, Hua Mengyu simply stopped, walking like this would only consume herself, it was not worth it.

How do you break it?

Hua Mengyu looked around, distraught, but forced herself to calm down.

"Drop!" An ethereal sound of water droplets fell on Hua Mengyu's ears.

Hua Mengyu's eyes were over, and with a wave of his hand, his sword qi flew.

"Bang!" The heavy object fell down and smashed right on the side of Hua Mengyu's left foot, which could be seen as soon as he looked down.

Hua Mengyu looked at the falling humanoid object, and cheered up.

Slowly crouched down and approached the humanoid object.

The body is thin, but the skeleton is large, and even if the body is disheveled, face down, there is a sweet smell on the body.

Like the taste of those liquids, could it be that it came from him?

Before touching it, Hua Mengyu smelled the same smell as his own hands.

Looking at the exposed skin of the humanoid object, Hua Mengyu cautiously approached, sniffed carefully, and the sweet taste became even stronger.

When I touch it again, it's exactly the same as those liquids.

What kind of liquid will be sweet? Hua Mengyu decided to take a closer look.

Pick up that hand and get ready to feel it with your spiritual power.

"Huh?" As soon as she came into contact, Hua Mengyu had a strange feeling.

"What is this?"

Hua Mengyu turned the humanoid object over violently, but let her see a person she never wanted to face again.

"No!" Hua Mengyu shouted sadly.

"Nope! Brother Yue, Brother Yue, wake up! ”

Hua Mengyu saw that familiar face, but it was the side that she was most reluctant to face.

Yue Xuan's eyes were closed, and his face was pale and weak even in the red environment.

His hair was messy and his face was covered in slimy liquid.

At this time, Hua Mengyu was finally determined, that was blood!

Hua Mengyu hugged Yue Xuan, her heart was flustered and painful, Yue Xuan would become like this, all because of her.

What Shurong said was also true, and after another investigation, Yuexuan's foundation had been abolished, which made Hua Mengyu feel even more devastated.

"It's all my fault, it's my fault that I shouldn't have involved you for my own selfishness......"

Hua Mengyu's face was full of tears and remorse, if it weren't for her, Yuexuan might not have fallen to this point.

"Brother Yue...... Yes! ”

Hua Mengyu took the other hand, and saw that the hand really had no palm and was cut off from the wrist.

Yue Xuan really lost a hand, and he would never be able to use a sword again.

"Is it painful? It's just a little bit. ”

When Hua Mengyu was crying bitterly, the voice appeared again.