Wang Yi didn't know how long he ran. He didn't stop until the screams belonging to the senior brother and the third junior sister disappeared, with a look of confusion and fear on his face.
"Second Senior Brother." A deep voice sounded from all around.
Falling into Wang Yi's ears was like a reminder, he fell back in embarrassment, holding the lighting bead tightly in his hand, "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
The familiar yet unfamiliar face in the memory showed a faint outline, and slowly approached him.
Cold sweat streamed down Wang Yi's head, he swallowed, and crawled backwards, his chest was full of fear and panic, begging bitterly, "Little brother, it's not that the second brother didn't save you back then, it's the big The idea of senior brother and your third senior sister has nothing to do with second senior brother."
Yan Rong's dark eyes fell on his face, and there was no wave on his face, and then he walked straight towards him.
Wang Yi's eyeballs trembled slightly, and the next moment he suddenly attacked Yan Rong.
The magic weapon in his hand hadn't even touched the other party, and it was thrown away by the earthquake. Wang Yi fell to the ground again, looking at the face in front of him in the dark fire with horror, " You killed the senior brother and the third junior sister? Master will definitely not let you go."
Yan Rong raised his eyes slightly, and said calmly, "I only have one master."
Wang Yi yelled as he backed up, "Disciples of the same sect are not allowed to kill each other in the secret realm, otherwise you will not only be expelled from the sect and Qiyang sect, but my master will also make you pay the price, let alone Su Yi Daoist, Even the master can't keep you!"
Yan Rong turned his face slightly, his gaze fell on the other person's face, "Second Senior Brother, it's your turn."
Wang Yi finally understood why the senior brother and the third junior sister would make such screams that life would be worse than death. This banquet was really vicious, it cut people alive, not only that, but even the body All cultivation bases have been abolished, so he can only resist this long Lingchi like a mortal.
"Yan..rong..someday..I will..."
Yan Rong looked down at the person who was lying on the ground and could not tell what he looked like, and said in a calm tone, "Second senior brother, since I dare to kill you and senior senior brother, I am 100% sure."
The bloody eyes trembled slightly, and then Wang Yi heard the other party say, "I will keep your souls well, and let you get together with Yuan Ling when the time comes."
He never imagined until his death that the kind little junior brother in the past had turned into a person even crueler than the demon cultivator.
Wang Yi now only hates why he didn't eradicate the future troubles forever and eradicate the weeds and roots.
Just regretting is useless, the current Lingchi is just mere mediocrity, when one's own soul is tortured day and night, that is the most painful thing.
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Holding the master in his arms, he left from the exit, and the feast went over the magma. When the sky was revealed again, he raised his eyes, and then walked all the way in the north-south direction.
Spread a piece of clean animal skin in the cave, put down the woman in his arms, the other party closed his eyes, and there was a hint of paleness on his beautiful face.
Yan Rong lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand to hold the opponent's hand, put it on her face, and muttered to herself, "Master's hand is so cold."
Then he pursed his lips and said, "It would be great if Tuer possessed the Fire Spirit Root."
He hugged the woman tightly into his arms, and said in a low voice, "I have no choice but to make such a bad plan, and I hope that the master will not blame the apprentice."
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