Eleven years ago, it was a stormy night.

The Li family's mansion, which has always lived in peace and joy, suddenly ushered in a massacre, and the roaring thunder mercilessly engulfed the terrible screams of each of them.

There was only one killer, dressed in red, and holding a long sword that shimmered with cold light.

At that time, Wan Jiling was only five years old, she couldn't even wear clothes, she was stunned, and others thought she was born disabled and a fool.

A maid carried her for a short run before she was killed by a sword piercing her heart.

Wan Jiling fell to the ground, she stood up with two little short legs, opened her ignorant eyes, and looked at the person in the distance.

There was a piercing sound of the sword slashing across the ground.

The man's eyes were cold, and his whole body was covered with bloodthirsty coldness and ruthlessness.

A flash of lightning flashed, and his front was as bright as day, and Wan Jiling could see his face clearly.

In the next second, the man waved his sleeves, and her body was knocked out.

Before she fell unconscious, the only thing left in her last memory was that pair of bloodthirsty and ruthless bewitching eyebrows.

Later, when she woke up, she was in a place where she couldn't see her fingers, and her feet were chained, and there was a constant scream of ghosts crying wolves every day, little by little, tormenting people's nerves.

Nine Lotus Palace!

Are you showing up again?

Bei Tian Dongcheng is the suburbs outside, and some clues may be found there.

The two were walking and walking, and suddenly heard Ah Jing's urgent call behind them.

Looking back, Ah Jing looked panicked, and hurriedly ran towards the two of them.

When the person arrived, Wan Jiling asked indifferently, "What happened?"

Ah Jing almost wanted to cry, and begged for help, "Ah Ling, go and see Rong An, he suddenly went crazy?"

"What?"

Wan Jiling's expression moved, and the person had flown out far away.

Sai Jiu and Ah Jing followed.

When I arrived at the bamboo forest, I saw Rong An falling to the ground in pain and rolling around with his head in his hands.

Wan Jiling immediately stepped forward and pointed one hand on his chest, Rong An quieted down, but he shrank and curled up with a trembling body, and he kept whimpering.

"Rong An?"

Wan Jiling tried to scream, Rong An looked over with red eyes, "Did you hear it?"

"What's ringing?"

"Voice, voice, can't you hear it?" Rong Anqi slammed his fist on the ground, "Damn, why is it that only I can hear it?"

"Tell me what the specific voice is!" Wan Ji asked urgently.

Rong An was obviously about to be driven crazy.

"Flute, flute" After speaking, Rong An hugged his head again.

There must be someone nearby who is controlling, Wan Ji looked around, and finally landed on the mass grave, counting the most secret there, perhaps......

Without thinking about it anymore, Wan Ji chased after him.

"Rong An, how are you?"

Ah Jing and Sai Jiu arrived.

Rong An, who fell to the ground, kept convulsing and was already unconscious.

Ah Jing squatted down and hugged Rong An into her arms, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his face seriously, "Rong An, please, don't have any more accidents"

"I advise you to stay away from him"

On the side, the voice of the priest came without a trace of emotion.

Ah Jing's eyes fell on him, and quickly moved away, looking at his young age, he was afraid that he was messing around.

"You can see clearly, he is no longer him," Samurai reminded again.

Ah Jing listened and looked down, only to see Rong An falling asleep with her eyes closed, no different, suddenly, her eyes fell on Rong An's eyebrows, she remembered that Rong An did not have this before.

was staring carefully, and Rong An, who was in his arms, suddenly opened his eyes.

The pair of red, strange stares at her.

"Rong An?" called out Ah Jing.

The man in his arms suddenly cracked without warning.

Yes, it's like jade glass falling to the ground, shattering, cracking.

"Ah......h

Ah Jing screamed in fright, pushed away the person in her arms and hurriedly retreated.

Rong An's body fell to the ground, with a clang, and then, he twisted himself and stood up, his intact right hand suddenly swelled, and he waved towards Ah Jing, and countless glass shards attacked Ah Jing's door.

Ah Jing screamed in fright, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, a blood-colored barrier blocked in front of Ah Jing.

With another wave, a bloody light struck Rong An, Rong An's body shook, and his swelling right arm was cut off.

"Don't!" Ah Jing's eyes were suddenly full of distress, and she shouted urgently.

Her Rong'an can't die.

Sacrificial Jiu ignored her and swung out another bloody light, but was stopped by Wan Ji Zero's knife that rushed over.

"Sacrifice Jiu, don't interfere yet, I'll try, he may still be saved!" Wan Jiling shouted.

Wan Ji pushed with her hand, and a forbidden demon seal hit Rong An's body, she tried to press down, but was quickly resisted by a powerful demon force.

The demonic power grew stronger and stronger, trying to break through the seal.

"Ah Zero, stop, danger!"

The sacrificial Jiu suddenly flashed in and took Wan Ji Zero into his arms.

In the next second, the light in Rong An's body was sheng, and with a "bang", it turned into countless debris splashes.

"......Ahh

A Jing's hoarse cry was heard.

Soon the smell of blood came, and Wan Jiling suddenly looked up, and saw that Xi Jiu's face was pale, and a wisp of blood dripped from the corner of his lips.

"You didn't ...... it."

I wanted to care, but I was dizzy, and I couldn't control my tiptoe and kissed it.

Blood is like fine wine.

She couldn't help it, she looked down, and saw the cyan blood veins on her fair skin, which she opened her mouth to bite down.

Xian Jiu didn't expect Wan Ji Ling to suddenly do this, but even so, he didn't move from beginning to end.

It wasn't until he felt that the person in his arms let go of his mouth and fell asleep on top of him with his head tilted, that he called softly, "Ah Zero?"

There was no response, and she knew she was asleep.

Without further thought, he picked her up and turned to leave.

In the bamboo forest, in an instant, only Ah Jing was left alone, crying sadly.

When I arrived at Lanruo Temple, I saw two outsiders waiting in the room - it was Fan Xiu and Han Jingwen, who were dressed as ordinary people.

Only Master Lan Gu was receiving him inside, and Yin Zao didn't know where to hide and disappeared.

A few people looked at Xi Jiu, saw that he was in rags, with an indescribable glass slag stuck in his back, and Fan Xiu hurriedly got up and rushed over with a "oops", "Little broken boy, what's going on, why are you so embarrassed?"

Sacrificial Jiu ignored him and carried Wan Ji Ling to the inner courtyard, and Master Lan Gu was worried about Wan Ji Ling and hurriedly followed.

"Uncle Shi, is he?"

Han Jingwen watched in amazement and couldn't help asking.

"He, Lord Lord, you remember," Fan Xiu pointed to the inner courtyard and said proudly, "but" Fan Xiu fell into deep thought again, "This little broken boy has been floating in his steps since he entered the door, his internal breath is unstable, and his face is so pale, it seems that there must be a problem, and I will have to ask him when he comes out later."

Han Jingwen frowned when he heard Fan Xiu's words, the young man who looked young just now was Lord Venerable?