(This chapter is the fourth chapter of the full text, temporarily posted here, if you have any comments and suggestions, please put them forward in the book review area, and I will unify the order when the chapters are completed)

The thick bloody aura lingered, like a shadow of fear, and a strong sense of suffocation accompanied by the mantra chanted in his mouth, completely annihilating the jade-faced rakshasa in the realm of meditation that was both true and illusory.

He looked at the towering human walls around him, and found that each face was covered with scarlet blood, and the loose and festering skin became more and more pale, and a pair of ghostly eyes that glittered with a fierce light stared straight at him, and none of them had the same face.

The high walls of human faces rotated faster and faster, and the moment the sharp teeth opened and closed, countless pairs of ghost hands slowly stretched out from the bloody mouth, swaggering the scarlet five fingers to firmly fix the jade-faced rakshasa in the center, as if the ghost arm was the withered long tongue in the mouth, which was so weird that it was daunting!

The scarlet blood armor pierced into the flesh, and the blood spurted out, and the jade-faced rakshasa no longer had an inch of intact skin on his body, as if he had fallen into a thorn bush, and was always surrounded by a terrifying picture.

"Can'er, do you really want to kill me?" he looked up, but saw countless ghost hands entangled, as if trying to isolate all light from the human wall.

The jade-faced rakshasa shouted in the dark void, he knew that this was the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Lock of the Hongmeng Void Realm, although it was an illusion, it could temporarily seal the soul, once the soul was out of the body for too long, the physical body would lose all signs of life.

He struggled, but he couldn't move a bit, and he didn't even feel the slightest pain, and the whole person was frozen there, and he could only watch the skin and flesh turned out, as if his body did not belong to him, and he was numb like dead wood.

Outside the Hongmeng void, the two people who were motionless not far from Shen Meng's gaze were stunned like tombstones, and the flying snow no longer melted when it fell on his body, and gradually buried the two in the snow.

She was at a loss, with a little expectation and hesitation in her eyes, she really didn't know how the two of them would live and die, she could only hold Xiao Mo in her arms, this was her only reason to live, and it was also the value of her existence from now on.

Shen Mengli whispered softly to the sleeping baby, as if to say it to herself, to the fragile soul behind the strong, "Mo'er, your father will be fine, everything will be fine, you have to believe in your mother's ......"

The slender jade arm penetrated the ice, and the ghost mother and son were shocked, and they actually moved, and the snow couldn't wait to fall, revealing her extremely charming and bewitching demeanor.

The five fingers slowly opened, and the black gas in the palms of the ghost mother and son was permeated, obviously containing poison, and laughed: "You are willing to give birth to a ghost fetus and deviate from the Three Mountains Demon Alliance, and now that the Rakshasa is dead, who will come to your rescue?"

Before the words fell, Su Can's body shook and he had already jumped forward a few feet, and the poisonous palm slapped straight towards Xiao Mo, and before the jade hand touched the swaddling clothes, Shen Mengli actually threw the baby backwards, and suddenly fell steadily into the snow.

Xiao Mo opened his sleepy eyes, his eyes swayed rhythmically from side to side, and he was covered in silver in all directions, but he didn't see a familiar face, and he could only see the snow eagle hovering under the sun.

The cold wind howled, covering the flying snow on his face, Xiao Mo sneezed, and then cried, the cry was sharp, accompanied by the killing wind and snow resounding in the sky!

Under the anger of the ghost mother and son, the peach blossom powder face was black, so she raised her right hand and grabbed the collar of Shen Mengli's red jacket, lifted her whole person up, and said angrily: "Sister Shen really made a decision immediately, if you hesitate for a moment, let alone that evil seed, even you will be shocked by the poisonous palm of this palace! Your death is approaching, have you ever regretted it?"

"The rivers and lakes are far away, it's rare to be young, don't hide it from Sister Su, my sister has never regretted it!" Shen Mengliang's face was haggard, letting the snowflakes stain his hair in a bun, and his thin body soared in the air, showing a little swaying in the wind.

"If you don't regret it, don't blame the subordinates of this palace for being ruthless!" The ghost mother and son laughed wildly, and actually inserted her left hand into the flesh, the palm was like a knife, slowly passing through the middle of Shen Mengli's two ribs, and then holding up the atrium with her bare hands, she could clearly feel the hot heart pulsating in her hands, as if a silent invitation, with the trembling of death.

The red snow flew, covering the scarlet drops under his feet, everything seemed to become flawless, the ghost mother and son's eyeshadow swayed, and said with an evil smile: "As long as this palace gently pinchs, you can always meet with Rakshasa in the Yellow Spring, but I will never let you die so easily, this palace wants you to witness this evil ghost fetus behind you die here!"

Shen Mengli was so pained that his face was pale, and the blood soaked through the red raccoon coat, and he said in a trembling voice: "As long as Sister Su can spare my Mo'er, it's not a pity for my sister to die!"

Su Can's ears were clear with the technique of sound transmission, her lips did not move, but the words were clearly audible, "Sister Shen, why should you pretend to be careful, your Mo'er is the blood and blood of the Rakshasas, isn't Kang'er in this palace? The Phantom Demon Alliance killed my Kang'er, dare to say that it has nothing to do with you? Now this palace is going to kill this evil seed and pay tribute to Kang'er's soul!"

Shen Mengliang's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "You...... What are you talking about, my sister is also pregnant with the flesh and blood of Rakshasa? I really don't know anything, Sister Su, why don't you tell Yulang that you already have his child? Maybe Yulang knows the result, so he won't leave you!"

"What is there to say to a person who is not affectionate, this palace does not want to keep an unintentional person because of Kang'er, this palace hopes that Yulang will never know about this, so that he will hold a grudge against me and live in pain for the rest of his life!" Su Can smiled fiercely, a pair of peach blossom eyes engraved Shen Mengliang's too pale face, "And for you, what this palace gives is by no means tolerant, I want you to live better than death, I want you to feel the pain of life being peeled off inch by inch, I want you to be a thousand times more painful than me, and you are destined to not be able to stay with the Rakshasa for a long time!"

The ghost mother and son rubbed Shen Mengli's beating heart, and the black qi in his palm was like a churning cloud playing a strange whirlpool, as if leading to the realm of purgatory, and a six-legged worm was derived from the deepest part of the darkness.

The worm is less than half an inch, and the body with a bulging flesh has a red pattern, obviously the more colorful and beautiful the thing, the more poisonous it is!

It squirmed, and was hit into Shen Mengli's hot heart by the strong palm power of the ghost mother and son, which was put into the same vessel by snakes, scorpions, lizards and spiders, etc., so that they could eat each other and kill each other, and the only poisonous insect that survived in the end was a highly poisonous Gu thing, and this six-legged insect was the Love Flower Drama Gu.

This Gu is fed by the ghost mother and son every day with the blood of the living, ten years to get one, the Gu will be poisoned once a day, the Gu worm sucks blood in the atrium, gnaws the cavity wall, that feeling can only be described by the Gu person, if there is no antidote, when the love Gu attacks, it will kill itself.

The snow slowly melted, revealing the handsome face of the jade-faced Rakshasa, and the dormant netherworld power in his body began to stir, and the dazzling black light filled the white surface of his body, swimming in every inch of blood.

His eyes were blood-red, and he stood there stunned, as if he had lost all consciousness, and a voice that did not belong to a human voice came from his throat.