Shen Sui looked down at Lin Huaizhu's black hair, with an unspeakable astringency in his mouth and nose.

He didn't want to hit Lin Huaizhu at this time, but he couldn't continue to lie to him, because there were less than two days left before the time set by the system.

Shen Sui asked hoarsely, "Then have you thought of a way?"

Lin Huaizhu's body froze suddenly, his eyelashes flapped up and down in panic like butterflies caught in the wind and rain, and his lips trembled accordingly.

Shen Sui couldn't see his face, but felt that Lin Huaizhu's arm was holding him tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared in Lin Huaizhu's mind, and Lin Huaizhu raised his head, his black eyes were painted with a circle of golden fragments by the sunlight, and the pupils were extremely bright, "There is a way, we can go to the extreme north."

Shen Sui quickly understood the meaning of Lin Huaizhu's words.

The extreme north is a place of severe cold, Lin Huaizhu wanted to freeze him together with the demon energy in his body, so that he could buy more time to find a way to save him.

Not to mention whether this method will work or not, the journey from here to the extreme north is at least half a month, and the time is simply not enough.

As if knowing what Shen Sui was thinking, Lin Huaizhu said urgently, "Didn't your lord find someone to strengthen the formation? As long as they succeed, the devil will not be able to move you for a while."

The presence of Shen Sui is not required to strengthen the formation. If it succeeds, he will still be saved. If not, those people will kill Shen Sui on the spot.

To be more precise, Chong Jiulou was killed, because failure meant that Shen Sui would be taken away.

Qin Hongzheng knew this, so she brought Shen Sui down the peak. As a mother, she always believed that Shen Sui would wake up eventually, so she wanted to protect his body.

Everyone has a glimmer of hope in their hearts, only Shen Sui knows that Chong Jiulou's birth is inevitable.

If it weren't for this, the system wouldn't have told him clearly that he would have three days to live, and he was required to persuade Lin Huaizhu to kill him within these three days.

But even though he knew everything was useless, Shen Sui was still willing to accompany Lin Huaizhu to try.

Shen Sui nodded and said weakly: "Okay, then go to the extreme north."

After a pause, he wriggled his dry lips and said with difficulty, "But if I am demonized on the way, you must get rid of me."

Lin Huaizhu's heart shrank suddenly, as if being wrapped around his neck by thorns, the sharp thorns pierced into the flesh, and the pain slowly crawled all over his body along the veins.

He stayed there for a long time, then rested his face on Shen Sui's shoulder, his voice was inaudible, "No, you will definitely be able to hold on, because you like me, and you are reluctant to leave me."

Shen Sui slid his throat twice unbearably, and he let out an 'um' in a hoarse voice.

I don't know if this "hm" is an admission that he likes Lin Huaizhu and is reluctant to leave him, or he will definitely be able to hold on.

Lin Huaizhu didn't ask, but just said, "I know you are afraid of pain, it doesn't matter if you can't hold on, didn't you say that there is a way of heaven in this world, and it wants you to leave me? It doesn't matter, I will let it return you to me"

Shen Sui vaguely felt that Lin Huaizhu's words were wrong, so he really listened to him——

"If it doesn't return it for one day, I will kill one person; if it doesn't return it for two days, I will kill ten people; if it doesn't return it for three days, it will kill a hundred people."

Lin Huaizhu's voice was low and slow, obviously without the slightest bit of hostility, but every word and every word was about killing.

"I want to slaughter everyone in the world, I want blood to become rivers and piles of corpses, and I want this world without you to become a purgatory."

Hearing these crazy and crazy words, Shen Sui was shocked, "My death has nothing to do with others, and I can't come back if you hurt innocent people like this."

A few wisps of scarlet ooze from Lin Huaizhu's pupils, and he looks like an evil ghost, "Yes, I will let Heaven know that it is wrong, and then you will be able to come back."

Fearing that Lin Huaizhu would really do this, Shen Sui hurriedly comforted him, "I won't be happy even if I come back like this."

Stepping on other people's corpses to fall in love is too supernatural for Shen Sui.

Although he is not the Holy Father White Lotus, he is not an anti-social pleasure criminal either.

Lin Huaizhu didn't speak.

It didn't take long for Shen Sui to feel a dampness, and something warm hit his neck.

The tear was as light as a feather, but it fell heavily into Shen Sui's heart, shaking his soul.

He has known Lin Huaizhu for more than ten years and has never seen him cry.

Lin Huaizhu was really panicked, his whole body trembled as if he had contracted a serious illness, and his fingertips twitched uncontrollably.

There was heat in Shen Sui's eyes, but at this moment he didn't know what else to do except hug Lin Huaizhu.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sky in the distance is full of clouds, and the afterglow is as if it has been stained with blood.

Shen Sui and Lin Huaizhu embraced each other, the tears on their necks dried up, and they calmed down.

Seeing the setting sun set and the sky was gone, Shen Sui said, "I've had enough rest, let's go on our way."

Lin Huaizhu sat up without saying a word, and silently put the bedding into his purse.

He still had the same clear brows and jade-like face, but something was different, those eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, not even half of the light could be seen.

Shen Sui couldn't help worrying about his mental state, so he took the initiative to hold Lin Huaizhu's hand.

Looking at the criss-crossed demon spots on Shen Sui's face, Lin Huaizhu felt uncontrollable anger rolling in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and leaned up and kissed Shen Sui lightly.

Shen Sui dragged his sick body on the road day and night, even though he knew he couldn't make it to the extreme north, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

The sun rises from the east and quietly moves westward along its trajectory, and the sky begins to dim.

Shen Sui sat on Lin Huaizhu's sword and chased towards the setting sun.

When the last ray of sky was about to fade, Shen Sui's throat was filled with a sweet smell, and the muscles and bones under the skin suffered from Ling Chi's pain.

Lin Huaizhu found that something was wrong with Shen Sui, and concentrated spiritual power into Shen Sui's body with his palm, trying to help him suppress the demonic energy.

As soon as Shen Sui opened his mouth to speak, his voice was as hoarse as if it had been rolled by the tip of a knife, "No, I still have strength."

Lin Huaizhu was worried, and injected a lot of spiritual power into Shen Sui's body before releasing him.

As the sky darkened, Shen Sui's demonic energy became heavier and heavier. He sat cross-legged on the huge sword hilt, practicing Xuan Tian Sect's mental method.

Shen Sui's head was covered with cold sweat, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost under the light of the moon, and the chill seemed to invade the bones and joints.

No matter how the magic energy in the body turns

Teng, Shen Sui still gritted his teeth and resisted, silently reciting the heart formula.

Suddenly a sneer sounded in my ear, "See how long you can hold on."

This voice is very strange, it should be Chong Jiulou in the body.

He wanted to take Shen Sui away, but Shen Sui was so determined that he couldn't win for a while.

As soon as Chong Jiulou finished speaking, Shen Sui's viscera were tightened inch by inch by a powerful force.

The whites of his eyes were covered with red cobwebs first, then blood was almost dripping scarlet, as if they were about to burst, and then the eardrums.

Seeing that Shen Sui's eyes, ears and mouth were bleeding, Lin Huaizhu couldn't care less about rushing.

Stopping at a random place, Lin Huaizhu and Shen Sui sat on the ground. He straightened Shen Sui's body, and put his palm on Shen Sui's back to activate the exercises.

At this time, the bright moon that was originally bright white faintly reveals a bit of strange red, and the surrounding area is covered with mist.

Shen Sui suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red.

The night wind suddenly picked up, and the leaves rustled, startling many birds.

Shen Sui only felt that there were two forces in his body constantly tearing apart, and he screamed on his back in pain.

Demon Zun Jiulou ate away at his consciousness bit by bit, his body was out of Shen Sui's control, he couldn't lift his shoulders, and he couldn't speak.

Forced to continuously absorb the spiritual power conveyed by Lin Huaizhu, Shen Sui felt anxious, knowing that Chong Jiulou wanted to use this trick to suck Lin Huaizhu dry.

He opened his mouth with difficulty, unable to form a sentence, "Xiao... Huai, kill me."

It would be too late to wait for Chong Jiulou to occupy his body any longer.

Shen Sui growled with the last bit of reason, "Quick!"

Lin Huaizhu's eyes burst out with ferocity, "I will not let you leave me."

There was a strong wind all around, and dark clouds covered the moon.

Lin Huaizhu's clothes and hair were blown messy, and his terrifying face was like a demon. He began to absorb the demon energy from Shen Sui's body in turn, and his eyes gradually turned scarlet.

Lingxiao Peak, within the Demonic Obstacle Forest.

Dao Yan raised his sword together, and the eighteen flags spread out against the wind. As he chanted the sacrificial oration, the golden flags wrapped the mottled stone monuments layer by layer.

Standing at the eye of the formation, the other chief fighters of the Immortal Gate closed their eyes and concentrated their energy to protect Dao Yan.

After an unknown amount of time, a red light suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

The soaring devilish energy shook the hearts of everyone including Dao Yan, and the stone tablet wrapped by the flag began to vibrate violently, as if feeling the call of the other half of the primordial spirit.

The wind in the forest became more and more violent, like a whimpering ghost, the sound was like weeping.

Cang Zhu, who was drunk in the wine pool, wiped away the intoxication in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up with a faint arc, "It seems that my brother is awake."

Guan Daijun, who was about to fall into a coma, moved his eyes when he heard these words.

When Cang Zhu woke up, it meant that he had taken away a body, and it also meant that the person who was taken away would die.

Cang Zhu stretched out his arms, and embraced Guan Daijun who was pensive.

Guan Daijun's face was ugly, although he didn't struggle, he didn't want to look at him.

A drop of Qiong Niang slid down Guan Daijun's beautiful side face, and finally stuck to his chin, and was licked away by Cang Zhu.

Cang Zhu asked with a low smile, "Do you want to go with me to see whose body he robbed?"

Guan Daijun had an indifferent look on his face, and he didn't respond to Cang Zhu's banter.

Cang Zhu didn't expose him, and dragged him out of the wine pool.

The strengthening of the formation failed again, and the news of the demon's respect for the ninth floor spread throughout the immortal sect overnight.

The devil has just woken up, and his strength has not yet recovered. This is the best time to kill him.

Both the Mozu and Xianmen were looking for the whereabouts of Chong Jiulou at the same time, but Cang Zhu who was watching the excitement was the first to find him.

Cang Zhu found someone in a dilapidated farmhouse built against the mountain, and before he walked in, he sensed the aura of Chong Jiulou.

Cang Zhu leaned casually in the courtyard, looked at the door that was not tightly closed, with a smile on his lips, and said leisurely: "Long time no see, what's it like to be suppressed by those fairy gates for more than a hundred years?"

The door of the room was shattered, and a person came out slowly from inside.

Seeing his appearance, Cang Zhu raised his eyebrows calmly, "Why is it him?"

The visitor was dressed in white, his body was like a sparse green bamboo, his eyebrows were long and his eyes were deep, his nose was like a gall, and his lips were not smacked but red.

Guan Daijun, who was two feet away from Cang Zhu, was also taken aback. Although the person in front of him looked like Lin Huaizhu, only his black eyes had turned red, but his temperament was quite different.

He was so ruthless that he didn't dare to make people look at him too much.

Cang Zhu asked, "You didn't choose Shen Sui, why did you change?"

Chong Jiulou said indifferently: "Some accidents happened, and this one is better."

"Who is this person?" Chong Jiulou licked his lips when he saw Guan Daijun with fine white skin and bright eyes.

Chong Jiulou is thirsty for blood, feeds on blood, and is naturally hungry not long after waking up.

Guan Daijun's scalp was numb from his stare, and he unconsciously touched the dagger at his waist.

Hearing the meaning of Chong Jiulou's words, Cang Zhu said: "Isn't there a living creature inside you? His cultivation level is not low, just enough to make up for you."

The living thing Cang Zhu said was Shen Sui, even if he didn't go in, he could still hear the other person's shallow breathing and heartbeat.

To be honest, he was very surprised that Chong Jiulou didn't kill Shen Sui. Based on his understanding of Chong Jiulou, Chong Jiulou would suck the blood of all living things within the radius the moment he woke up.

Hearing Cang Zhu's killing intent towards Shen Sui, Chong Jiulou paused, and the color of his eyes became much lighter.

The air suddenly became thick and chilly, and a dead leaf fell on Guan Daijun's shoulder, cutting a hole.

Cang Zhu felt something was wrong, he raised his eyes.

Before Cang Zhu could react further, Chong Jiulou stepped forward and grabbed him by the neck, pushing him hard against the cliff ten feet away.

Half of Cang Zhu's body was embedded in the stone wall, smoke billowed and stones fell.

"Are you crazy?" Cang Zhu licked the blood from his mouth, still smiling on his lips, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

The next moment Cang Zhu disappeared in Chong Jiulou's hands, and then appeared behind him, using his palm as a blade to draw a bloody mouth on Chong Jiulou's back.

The two quickly wrestled together.

I don't know why the two of them fought, Guan Daijun didn't care or care, he glanced into the house.

According to what Cang Zhu said, there is still someone in the house, is it Shen Sui?

Hearing a cough from inside, Guan Daijun hesitated for a moment, then walked in quickly.

This farmhouse has been idle for a long time, the old furniture is stacked together, the air is still damp and musty, and there is dust everywhere.

When Guan Daijun went in, he saw Shen Sui who was pale and almost woke up.