He didn't have the strength to pull out the silver hairpin.

The pain of conscience made him want to go crazy, want to die, and want to kill Hongyan. But the first two, he can do it, and the last one, he can't do it at all.

"It was my fault for saving you in the first place, it was my fault for letting you do the wrong thing, and it was my fault that a village of people in Shenjia Village died at the wedding banquet. Wrong, wrong, wrong, and repayable with one's life to atone for one's sins. ”

He spun around, a dagger pulled out of his sleeve.

The dagger was pointed, and the sharp edge flashed white light, which reflected into Hongyan's eyes.

She closed her eyes suddenly, revealing her neck, but she was smiling.

"Husband, I don't regret getting acquainted with you."

"But I regret it."

The man's bitter voice interrupted the conversation, followed by the sound of flesh being cut.

"Poof—"

Bright red blood poured over his head, and he sprayed it all on the wedding dress impartially, and it was dazzlingly red.

A disciple beside him exclaimed:

"Him! He! He actually committed suicide! ”

Hongyan touched his neck without a wound, and suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was a husband who was covered in blood, and the wound was still bleeding.

The man's body swayed and fell backwards with a thud. And Hongyan got up in a panic, and countless blood spots splashed out of the bloody wedding dress, and blood droplets fell from his cheeks.

She took the man into her arms, her eyes full of sadness.

"Why are you doing this, fool, all fools, hahaha, all fools!"

The sad laughter was like a wolf in the night sky, with a lingering coldness and sadness.

The man closed his eyes and shook his head, not wanting to say another word, only waiting for death with peace of mind.

Hongyan's eyes struggled with pain, but there was a strange emotion contained in it.

Sang Ling watched this tragic scene silently, but her face became very strange, it seemed to be mockery, and it seemed to be emotional. Others seemed to think that she had cleared her suspicion and just stood by and watched.

Since the appearance of the groom's official, everything that happened was like a play, and Sang Ling just stood there, watching the play, from beginning to end, there was an eerie calm like an audience watcher.

But the rest of the people lost this peace, and the next scene made everyone's eyes widen, and at this moment, everything froze.

Because, the man cut his throat, but he didn't ..... Die.

Mortal life is fragile, and if it is easily injured, it is easy to lose its life. What's more, it was pierced through the neck, so much blood flowed out, and the two wedding dresses hugged together were soaked into reddish-brown, how could it be impossible not to die at such an extent?

However, the mortal was still alive, and his breath was stable, and there was no sign of dying or dead.

Everyone saw that something was wrong.

"He's a mortal, why hasn't he lost his breath yet?"

"With such a big mouth and bleeding profusely, how can you still be alive?"

"This man died once before, and was rescued, isn't it brought back to life?"

Everyone's eyes wandered over the two men, trying to find any clues.

The more Lu Chaoyan thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and his eyes roamed almost eagerly on Sang Ling's face, trying to find clues from her face.

However, Sang Ling's face didn't have any expression, just indifferent, as if he didn't care, hanging high in the sky.

No!

Something must be wrong!

This mortal appeared inexplicably, according to the shocked look of the demon clan just now, he would never let the man run back by himself so easily, there must be something here that she ignored.

The next moment.

The man who was about to wait for death suddenly stood up, his face was as pale as white paper, and he stumbled slightly under his feet, but Hong Yan hurriedly held it firmly, but he waved away his hand and asked in a lost voice:

"What kind of monster did you make me?!"

"It's not a monster, it's a puppet."

This voice came out, and everyone looked at Sang Ling, who suddenly spoke.

In the distance, Zhang Qing's pupils inadvertently shrank slightly, and a gloomy light flashed at the bottom of his eyes, so fast that it was difficult to notice.

Lu Chaoyan's eyebrows jumped, and he thought of the puppet who was seven or eight points similar to Lin Ling in front of him.

"What a puppet! Hugh is going to talk nonsense! ”

Sang Ling's expression did not change superfluously, but the coldness in her eyes was no different from the snow on the branches of the cold winter:

"What is Fairy Lu doing in such a hurry, is the word puppet poking any secret in your heart? How can you be so empty-hearted? ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Lu Chaoyan asked directly, and his voice was a little sharp because of his high emotions.

Hongyan took the lead and changed the topic:

"What nonsense, what puppet? I used the elixir to save my husband! ”

Sang Ling's eyes turned on her face, moved to the man's face, and sighed at the hideous and terrible wound, but there was less coldness:

"You're not a monster, you've been pulled out of your soul and put into a puppet. You are now a puppet, immortal, immortal, and immortal. So even if you cut your neck just now, you won't die after bleeding. It's just that your level can only be regarded as low-level, and it's only a half-finished product, and the wire ring can't be controlled, but the heart has been replaced with a moonstone. It is also prone to injury and even death, similar to mortals. ”

This is inconsistent.

Zhang Qing frowned slightly, but at a certain moment, his memory surged, and his eyes darkened into a pool of seclusion.

"Heart? Moonstone ......."

The man was stunned when he heard the key, but when he touched Hongyan, who was standing next to him, he suppressed his emotions and didn't say much.

"Is it like that?"

Hongyan was completely angry, she stared at Sang Ling fiercely, as if she was looking at the enemy, and she hated to peel her skin and bones:

"What are you going to do!"

The faces of the people around showed a look of surprise, and some people were well-informed and groaned carefully before they suddenly realized:

"I heard that the puppet technique is prevalent in Silk City, and you can put your soul into the puppet body, like a living person, and you can be restrained and ordered by the master through the Silk Ring. However, this is a side way, and the sect families are disdainful. ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and the disciples of the city were like some dirt buns who had never seen the world, and they all looked at the living puppet carefully and excitedly, like watching a monkey show.

In the eyes of everyone, the man tore open a corner and tied his neck in a circle, covering the wound, and the wound that was still slowly oozing blood suddenly stopped, and the flesh and blood were squeezed and wrapped, and it was restored to its original state.

He raised his hand to touch the neck of the cloth that was tied with a strip of cloth, and there was not the slightest abruptness compared to before the injury, and the somewhat airy throat became less uncomfortable at this time. It's back to normal.

It was only then that he finally believed that he had become a monster, no longer a living person, but a doll-like ...... Puppet?

"Puppet, it turns out that I was really dead before."

The tears in Hongyan's eyes rolled down, and her throat had already cried like an old woman, hoarse and ugly:

"You lay unconscious in the coffin, and for three days I was guarding the mourning hall. At that time, I wondered why I would be so empty in my heart when I died a mortal. It's empty, and it's not enough to fill anything. I want you to live, I want you to smile at me, cry at me, say to me don't be afraid, I will protect you. Actually, you know what? At first, I just used you as a bore. The life of mortals is short, but the life of demons is long, and you are really nothing in this long life. ”

The man smiled at the disgusted words, and the gentle light returned to his face and flowed into his eyes, as if he had returned to the past.

Hongyan raised her eyes to look at him, and she couldn't see anything clearly in a field of vision filled with tears, but she still tilted her head persistently, wanting to copy it to carve that person into her eyes and bring her back to the past memories together.

"Then I suddenly thought, I want to keep you and marry you. If mortals have a short life, then they will become different, and the kind that can last a long life is the best. ”

At this point, she suddenly realized something, and suddenly paused. After a few moments of breath change, he lowered his eyes in Sang Ling's inquiring eyes and took the man's hand.

He didn't push it away like before, but clenched it hard, and took the slender body into his arms, with great force.

Hongyan was shocked, and then reacted immediately, responding quickly, a face crying and laughing, and the fat powder was fainted, like a clown.

But at this time, no one wanted to bother, this was also reversed too much, the sky was already slightly white, and it was about to dawn.

When the day dawns, things will have a result, and there is not much time left for this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks.

But there is still a person who wants to make a big stick that doesn't have long eyes to beat mandarin ducks.

Sang Ling's voice sounded slowly, as if it was wrapped around the bottom of the water, tripping the ankles of all drowning people and dragging them into hell:

"Who are you trading with? He made your husband into a puppet, you helped him frame me, and after a deal is over, he will help your husband's puppet body to be completely upgraded, so that you don't have to worry about it. ”

Hongyan's teeth were gurgling, his eyes were like sharp swords, and he couldn't wait to stab two bloody holes in Sang Ling's calm face:

"No one! I did everything myself, my husband has not harmed anyone, and there is no blood, you let him go, I will dispose of it with you! ”

Lu Chaoyan's face condensed, glanced at the blood-stained ominous lovers with disgust, set his eyes on Sang Ling, and walked around like a poisonous snake.

"Every word is instructing, Senior Sister Lin Ling, you have inexplicably come back from the dead in a forbidden place, and you have become a demon clan, this matter is very important, as the senior sister of the Heavenly Dao Sect, you have the right to report this matter to the master and deal with it in accordance with the door rules. If you can be restrained and return to the sect with us, you can be tolerant of you. ”

Sang Ling didn't look at Lu Chaoyan, who just wanted to drag herself into the water, and only stared at Hongyan firmly:

"Have you ever thought that if the plan fails, that man will never be kind enough to restore your husband? A low-level puppet that only has a way to sell to the ghost market. ”

Zhang Qing's eyes closed suddenly, and the tails of his eyes fluttered like a butterfly.

Hongyan suddenly became silent, and all her strength and remorse pressed her like a stone at this time.

The man was still holding his beloved firmly, and the death and the truth just now seemed to make him recognize something without wavering. Seeing that Hongyan was silent, he let go of the person after a while, but he imprinted his lips on the other party's forehead and cherished it solemnly.

"I know that in this life, I owe you. You have a long life, you can wait for me, and if there is fate, I will definitely marry you in the next life. ”