Bai Xianye and Ling Yuchen found Liuyi in front of a dilapidated house.

The two quietly came to Liuyi's side, followed Liuyi's gaze, and looked into the house.

"Does it hurt?" a young woman dressed in rags and linen dressed bandaged the wounded and bleeding hands of a seven or eight-year-old boy. looked at the little boy distressedly, holding back tears.

"Mother, I don't hurt, but today I ,,, I didn't steal anything, will my father beat us again!" The little boy looked at his mother guiltily, and his little hand helped his mother wipe the tears that had been shed.

At this time, a drunken drunkard broke in, and the young woman hurriedly took the little boy into her arms. With a little fear in his eyes, he stared at the drunken man who staggered through the door.

"Stinky boy, come here!" the drunkard walked over to the bench by the table, sat down on his ass, rested one leg on the stool, and poured wine into his mouth with a jar of wine.

"Xianggong, I'd better come!" the young woman came to the drunkard's side, knelt down on her knees, and kneaded the drunkard's calves.

The drunken man glanced at the young woman, lifted his leg and kicked her away, and stood up.

"Mother!" the little boy hurriedly ran over, trying to help his mother up, but before he could reach his mother, he was stopped by the big man, the injured little hand was tightly clenched, the blood stained the gauze red, the little boy was in pain, and cried loudly.

"What about the silver, did you steal the silver today?" the drunkard's gaze glared fiercely at the little boy, and at the same time increased the strength of his hand again.

"Xianggong, let Zhuo'er go, next time he will definitely steal the silver!" the young woman cried and begged the big man.

And Liuyi, who was standing outside the door, pulled out his long sword and was about to rush in. Fortunately, Bai Xianye's eyes were quick and quickly grabbed him.

"It's all just an illusion, as long as you kill someone, you can't stop until you kill everyone, and finally kill yourself!" Bai Xianye looked at Liuyi's eyes sincerely, hoping that he could believe in himself and wake up soon.

"Liuyi, you have to go back with us now, we don't have much time!" Ling Yuchen pulled Liuyi up and prepared to leave this place.

However, a loud bang came from behind him, and the drunk threw the little boy two meters away, and the little boy's head hit the wooden pillar directly, and blood flowed down his forehead, and the little boy fainted.

Seeing this, Liuyi jumped like thunder, and couldn't help but rush in again, his eyes contained a cold murderous intention, and Bai Xianye had to move with Liuyi to stop him.

"Zhuo'er!" the young woman hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the fainted little boy, wiped the blood on the little boy's face with her hands at a loss, and cried loudly.

The drunken man glanced at it, ignored it, sat down, and continued to drink his wine. Unknowingly, the young woman behind her stopped crying, quietly moved behind the drunk, picked up the hammer by the door, and hammered it down on the drunkard's head, and the drunkard fell to the ground in response. When the little boy opened his eyes, he saw the scene of his mother killing his father, and he was motionless and trembling all over.

When the young woman saw that the drunkard was dead, she glanced back at the little boy with a look of reluctance. Suddenly turned his head and picked up a hammer and hammered it into his head.

"Don't!" cried out the little boy in agony, frightened.

Liuyi and Shiraoxianye heard the boy's cry and stopped fighting.

"Don't!" Liu Yi also shouted loudly, heartbreaking, and couldn't cry.

Liuyi entered the room and tried to help his mother up, but he couldn't touch anything. I could only watch the little boy crawl towards his mother with difficulty.

"It's not good, hurry up and take him away, otherwise he will be devoured by the demons!" Bai Xianye said to Ling Yuchen with a frown.

The two rushed into the room and forcibly took Liuyi away, who was like a puppet and had no soul after being brought out of the broken house.

"How are we going to get out!" Ling Yuchen looked at Liuyi like this, not knowing what to do.

Before Bai Xianye could answer Ling Yuchen, he saw Liuyi stand up and walk towards a small river.

Ling Yuchen and the others followed, and Liuyi stopped by the river, bowed his head and said nothing, quietly looking at the river.

The young woman and the little boy were reflected in the river. It's still the dilapidated house, where the young woman and the little boy are laughing and playing in the yard, full of happiness.

"He's now trapped in the illusion, and it seems that the only way to break through the illusion is the two of us. "Bai Xianye originally wanted to let Liuyi break his illusion, so it would be easier. But now Liuyi can't count on it, so they have to come by themselves.

Bai Xianye whispered a word to Ling Yuchen and began to act.

"All the shadows are gone, everything is empty! Broken~"

Bai Xianye pinched the magic trick and shouted, and the picture of the young woman and the little boy reflected on the water disappeared in an instant, only to see Liuyi instantly hugging his head and screaming like crazy.

Ling Yuchen and Bai Xian saw the opportunity to control Liuyi and continued to pinch the spell. The illusion of lingering alternates between the past and the present, and the headache is splitting. Although I can't bear it, I can't stop at this time, otherwise not only will my previous efforts be wasted, but there will be no turning point.

Liuyi struggled with all his might, and the three of them were finally counterattacked by spells, but they also broke Liuyi's illusion and returned to the formation.

When Lu Zhiqiu and the others saw that they had brought Liuyi out, they immediately stood up and stopped meditating.

"We have to find the door and escape quickly! This formation is shrinking!" Lu Zhiqiu said to the three people who had just come out of the illusion.

Liuyi endured the sharp pain from his heart and drew his long sword.

"Shengmen belongs to the earth, all things are born in the earth, all things are revived, and the yang energy is reversed!" Liuyi used the sword to feel the yang energy around.

Suddenly pointed to a door behind the keel platform, and said to everyone: "Shengmen! go~" Everyone immediately followed Liuyi and escaped.

The six of them escaped from the formation, and what they saw was a desolate scene.

"Have we been here before?" Zi Mengting looked at the somewhat familiar environment.

"Ahh,,,h

Ling Yuchen and Bai Xianye also saw it, and it was indeed as Nian Wei said.

At this time, Liuyi, who had been relying on his mind to support him, suddenly fainted unconsciously.

"Hurry back to Shu Mountain!" Ling Yuchen handed the Demon Slaying Sword to Zi Mengting, picked up Liuyi and walked forward.

"You can't do it!" Bai Xianye frowned, of course he knew that Ling Yuchen was also holding on, and the illusion of Liuyi had caused a great backlash to the three of them.

"It's okay!" Ling Yuchen still didn't stop moving forward. Bai Xianye sighed helplessly, and had to follow Ling Yuchen cautiously, for fear that this kid would not accidentally fall down like Liuyi.

Zi Mengting carried the phoenix lily and the demon slashing sword, and followed closely behind Ling Yuchen. Didn't notice the induction when the two artifacts collided.

It's just that Zi Mengting felt that her body suddenly became cold, and her consciousness was uncontrollably lost. Zi Mengting slowed down, shook her head, and came to her senses. Thinking that it should be caused by the impact of the formation, he didn't think much about it, quickened his pace, and chased after him.

Ling Yuchen returned to Shushan with the unconscious Liuyi and went straight to Cangyun's residence. It happened that he met a Shushan disciple on the road, and when he saw Ling Yuchen carrying Liuyi on his back, he asked with concern, "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

"Don't ask so much nonsense! we're going to go to the boss. Bai Xianye gave him an angry look and said.

"The head of the house and the elders are discussing in the hall of the main hall! The little disciple enthusiastically ran to the front to lead the way. When they arrived at the main hall, the little disciple went straight to the hall and reported to the master.