Qiushui held the "baby" in his arms with a moving face, "Look at how cute our children are!"

Wen Ran: "...you really don't think there is a problem?"

"It doesn't matter, even if I am a human and you are a demon, I will definitely take you and the child back to the Cangyuan Valley. Although my eldest brother is old-fashioned, he has always respected my wishes. Believe me, I will live up to you! "

Wen Ran was speechless, her heart was so tired.

At this time, a thick demonic atmosphere came from the outside into the ruined temple, causing a burst of dust.

The Little Bai cat, who was standing beside Wen Ran, seemed to have blown its fur, its tail stood up, and stared vigilantly in the direction of the door.

Wen Ran said, "The twin brothers?"

Kitten: "Meow!"

wrong.

This time, the sense of oppression was stronger than the last time he faced off against the two brothers, You Ming and You An.

If it wasn't for the Demon Lord, then the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum all came.

Qiu Shui held Wen Ran's hand and said firmly, "No matter what happens, we will all be together."

"Meow!"

The kitten swept over with one paw, but before it touched Qiushui, the scene changed again.

Wen Ran knelt in front of a towering tree. The tree had luxuriant branches and leaves, and it looked like a crouching dragon. However, it was different from ordinary trees. Its branches and leaves were like white jade, shining in the moonlight. .

Taiyi Wang Shu.

The name popped into Wen Ran's mind.

The next moment, she was shocked that her body could not move.

Looking up and looking around, people in black sacrificial clothes formed a circle. These people covered their entire faces with black scarves. They couldn't see their facial features. They were all silent, giving people a strong sense of depression.

And Wen Ran, who was surrounded by the center, seemed to be waiting for a trial.

There is no Qiushui here, nor the Little Bai cat.

Wen Ran tried to move her body again, but she still failed.

An old voice came from an unknown direction, "You are a saint of the demon race, but you are entangled with the human race. Such behavior is disrespectful to Wang Shu and let go of the human race who are smuggling each other. A traitor of the demon clan."

The old voice finally sentenced: "You have committed a heinous crime. Today, you are sentenced to commit suicide in front of Wang Shu and become nourishment under Wang Shu's feet to make up for your mistakes. Do you have any doubts?"

"No……"

Wen Ran heard her voice, but it didn't come from her will. It was as if there were hands behind her controlling her. She was now a marionette, and she couldn't control her words and deeds.

A dagger was thrown in front of her.

Can't take it, can't take it!

Her hand stretched out out of her own control and picked up the dagger.

Wen Ran watched helplessly as the dagger in her hand was getting closer and closer to her neck. She forced herself to calm down and had to think quickly about how to solve the predicament in front of her.

It is impossible for her to come to the demon world just through a formation in the water, so this demon world is fake.

But there is a double moon in the night sky here, there is a sacrificial hall, there is Taiyi Wang Shu, and there is "You Lanjun" bright and dark...

This demon world is not completely fake.

Qiu Buwen died more than ten years ago. He committed suicide in front of Qiu Buwen's face. It is impossible for him to survive.

Qiu Buwen has Qiushan as a child, but no one knows who Qiushan's mother is, and on the night of the accident at Dengxian Mansion, Qiushan, who was sealed in the ice coffin, was clearly so strong...

Qiushan is the child of Qiu Buwen and the demon saint.

There is no magic in this world that can build such a real demon world scene, and the "player" in it must follow the direction set by the person behind.

Unless... they're in someone's memory now.

Wen Ran's mind was running fast. Although she wanted to understand a lot of things, she hadn't thought of a way to break the game.

The dagger in her hand was close to her neck, and it should have cut through the outermost skin, but there was no pain or blood.

Shen Wu, Shen Jiaojiao...

When Wen Ran was so anxious that the flames were burning, a sharp knife flashed, and the beautiful and holy Tai Yi Wang Shu was instantly split in two and fell to the ground.

Wen Ran's hand loosened, and the dagger fell to the ground.

"What... uh!" Before the speaker could finish speaking, he had already separated.

The boy in white who came from an unknown time was expressionless. The black horizontal sword in his hand looked like an ordinary weapon, but because it was too ordinary, it made people feel more and more strange.

In an instant, the people in the sacrificial hall moved, and their figures moved towards the figure walking in the dust and mist.

Looking at the dense figures coming from midair, a bright smile suddenly appeared on the clean face of the young man.

It's not that Wen Ran hasn't seen Shen Wu move, but this is the first time she's seen him move so neatly.

Anyone who approached him had their hands and feet cut off, or was cut off in the middle, and their internal organs and stumps kept falling to the ground. After watching this scene for a long time, people even had an illusion that these torn apart , maybe just an ordinary thing.

Occasionally, a drop of blood splattered on his face, and he could take the time to lift the other hand to wipe the drop of blood away, and then slowly bent the corner of his eyes again, his eyes without focus flashed with blood-colored madness.

Soon, in the battlefield filled with flesh and blood, only his figure was left standing.

The black knife dripped with blood and fell into a pool of blood, like a drop of water falling into the vast ocean.

The wind also seems to have quieted down at this moment.

Shen Wu stood quietly for a while, and after the madness faded away, there were only holes in his eyes. After a while, his eyes moved slightly, and he saw the blood on his hands and the blood stained on his clothes.

There was the sound of footsteps approaching the girl eagerly.

He subconsciously took a step back and stepped on a ripple on the pool of blood on the ground.

Wen Ran paused slightly, "Shen Jiaojiao?"

Shen Wu was a little flustered, he said at a loss: "Ran Ran, it will stain your clothes, I...I..."

Wen Ran asked, "What are you?"

"Should I put away the knife first, or should I deal with the things on the ground first, or, or..." He saw the blood on his clothes again, lowered his eyes, and murmured in discouragement, "Even if I go out, the clothes are still dirty. ...will stain Ran Ran..."

"Are you a dummy!"

Wen Ran approached step by step, inevitably stepping on flesh and blood, staining the embroidered shoes on her feet, until she was close enough, she threw herself into his arms and hugged him.

The knife in his hand fell to the ground, and he wanted to hug it back several times, but the bloody hand made him afraid of staining her beautiful skirt.

Wen Ran didn't mind grabbing his hand and putting it on her waist. She looked up at him and said helplessly, "At a time like this, the first thing you have to do is not to put away your weapon, nor is itDeal with things on the ground, but hug me first, understand?"