() Su Jiu's sea of knowledge was experiencing a violent wind and waves, and even the color of the buds floating above the sea of knowledge was a little dimmed. When he woke up again, Su Jiu always felt that time seemed to have passed for a long time.

Su Jiu's limbs were trapped by the large lock spirit chain, her head was painful and heavy, she slowly opened her eyes, and everything around her gradually became clear from blur.

Without aura protection, Su Jiu only felt that she was about to be frozen, she couldn't help but want to laugh, she was an ice spirit root, and she actually had a day when she was afraid of cold, but the corners of her mouth just opened a trace of arc, and the wound on her face was involved, and she gasped in pain.

Su Jiu now has no aura, his consciousness is damaged, almost no different from a wasted person, Su Jiu tried to move his legs, but found that his left leg seemed to be completely unconscious, it couldn't be broken...

Her last memory was that she had exploded a dozen or so treasures, injuring one of them while the two were not looking. Then his head was pricked like a needle, and he could no longer concentrate.

Su Jiu reluctantly raised her head to observe the surrounding environment, it seemed to be a water prison, the water level was just below her knees, and her clothes had become tattered during the fight, and now because of the soaking in the water, most of them were sticking to her body.

She thought she must be looking ugly now.

The dungeon was dark, and she could barely hear anything but the sound of her own breathing.

Because her divine sense couldn't be used, she couldn't see anything far within a radius of ten feet. As far as she could see, there seemed to be only water, iron gates, and walls.

There is not a single window and there is not a glimmer of light, and if it is a normal person, sooner or later he will be driven crazy here.

Because her body is not nourished by aura, it heals very slowly, but the most uncomfortable part of her now is probably her head, more precisely, her divine sense.

Su Jiu couldn't help laughing at herself, this time she was really completely planted, hurting eight hundred enemies and losing one thousand, Yun Huanling might still be secretly laughing at her.

It is said that when people are vulnerable, they miss their relatives the most, as if this sentence makes some sense.

Because she really misses the vicissitudes of the river a little, she misses the little girl who throws the whip when she doesn't agree with her and loves the red dress, she misses the master who is like a wine jar and is not very reliable, and she also misses the little uncle who taught her swordsmanship and gave her occasional puzzles.

At this time, she gradually began to forget the grievances and hatreds in her previous life. Qiu still wanted to take revenge, but she suddenly found that compared with these people, it didn't seem to be so important.

"Click!" is the sound of chains dropping.

Soon there was the sound of a man's footsteps.

"Little genius, are you still having a good time these days?" the voice of the visitor was relaxed and pleasant, and it was particularly abrupt in this dungeon.

The speaker walked in with two pearls of the night in his hand.

Su Jiu's gaze followed the light source, and finally saw the person clearly.

Su Jiu tried to open her mouth, but found that even when she opened her mouth, her face was hurting. "You—" Before she could say the first word, she startled herself, is this her voice now?

Coarse, dry, and unpleasant.

The visitor seemed to see something, and chuckled, "Why? Can't even listen to your own voice?"

"Who the hell are you?"

Su Jiu thought about it a lot just now, she thought that this person was so resentful, and she thought that they should have had some conflicts with each other.

This time, it was indeed the man's turn to be shocked: "What's the matter?

Su Jiu didn't like this person to call the elders of the Canglan Sect like this, and frowned a little displeased.

Seeing that Su Jiu didn't reply, the man said to himself, "Also, how can I tell the shame of the Canglan Sect like me to the future pillars of the Canglan Sect like you, wouldn't it pollute your ears?"

Su Jiu looked at that person coldly, but there were huge waves in her heart, a traitor who betrayed the sect, she really knew one, but could he be that person?

The man suddenly approached Su Jiu and said, "Huh, looking at your expression, you seem to know who I am?"

"Sun Dongdong. Su Jiu said in a hoarse voice.

The man's expression suddenly distorted for a moment, "Shut up, now my name is Sun Dong, Dongdong, who would like such a disgusting name." ”

Su Jiu ignored the pain on his face, and suddenly laughed, "I see, you are the traitor who killed your fellow sect and colluded with the demon cultivator to betray the sect!"

"I said, I told you to shut up, didn't you hear?" Sun Dong instantly grabbed Su Jiu's neck, Su Jiu only felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, but there was still mockery on his face.

I only heard that Sun Dong say, "I only killed a few lowly disciples, and in the end they all became my nourishment, and it was a glorious death for them." Besides, I didn't force them, they did it voluntarily.

But why! Why did they say it was my fault! Those old immortals still imprisoned me in the Purgatory Peak. Do you know how dark Purgatory Peak is, how cold it is?"

Speaking of this, Sun Dong paused, looked at Su Jiu's current appearance, and showed a strange smile: "You must have experienced it now." ”

But then he didn't know what he thought, Sun Dong's face distorted a little, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes, "Why do you say they locked me up! Little girl, tell me, is it all their fault!"

Su Jiu only felt that he was pinched to the point that he was about to die, but he still squeezed out of his mouth word by word, "You, really, but, pity." ”

She really felt that Sun Dong was pitiful and stupid, and she pitied him, because he couldn't tell that the elders were thinking about him by doing this, and they wanted to use this punishment in exchange for the forgiveness of others in the sect, obviously they were paving the way for him, but he felt that the elders were harming him. He was stupid because he didn't argue right and wrong, conspired with the tiger, colluded with the demon cultivator, and cut off the last possibility of turning back with his own hands.

How Sun Dong couldn't see the sympathy in Su Jiu's eyes, but this sympathy made his heart be strongly stimulated, "I said tell you to shut up!"

Sun Dong's loud voice shook Su Jiu's eardrums, and his hand contracted again, because the violent lack of oxygen finally made Su Jiu's face turn purple and fainted.

Sun Dong let go, but the whole person was like a crazy demon, "What do you know, what do you know!"

He stumbled out, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly returned to normal, and he looked coldly in Su Jiu's direction, "You say, how many days can you live here?"

The corners of Sun Dong's mouth suddenly opened up in an arc that was not like ordinary people could do, "You said that the Canglan Sect knew that you were dead, how many people would be sad, as long as you think about their expressions after knowing your death, I think it is very interesting." ”

Su Jiu once again looked at the only ray of light, which gradually disappeared from her eyes, and everything around her returned to darkness.

After Sun Dong left that day, he never appeared again, and Su Jiu stayed in this darkness and didn't know how long it had been outside. She has no aura, fortunately, she still has Dao bones, and she can't die without eating or drinking, but she also feels that her body is reaching its limit.

Less and less time is spent awake every day, and more time is spent asleep. There is no light, just like a person who is waiting for death, maybe a person who is waiting for death.

Mianmian, Master, Uncle, I miss you very much.

She still couldn't see what she was expecting until she finally lost consciousness.