The setting sun is like blood.
With Shen Shu's now treacherous form, it's hard to see what he looks like.
Ye Yunlan's hand was firmly clasped by him, and the cold touch spread from his fingertips to his heart, causing panic and discomfort. However, Ye Yunlan didn't break away his hand immediately, just fell silent for a while, and said, "The Nine Turning Heavenly Demon Body is not a practice recognized by this world. The deeper the practice, the easier it is to encounter unexpected events. I told you a long time ago."
Shen Shu's scarlet eyes stared at him. He seemed to want to see a little fear from his expression, but failed.
After a long time, he said hoarsely: "Master said this now, it's too late."
"It took me more than 20 years to cultivate the nine-turn celestial demon body to Mahayana, and then spent more than ten years walking and exploring in the void. Every time I step into the void, the demon body will be destroyed and out of control. got used to it."
The shattered shadows surging slowly on the ground, and then regrouped, and the filthy dark aura of the stray surrounding was rushing towards him, converging into the demon body.
He gradually recovered his human form, his handsome features were pale and gloomy, and the hand holding Ye Yunlan's five fingers also returned to his slender appearance.
He said softly, "It has been more than thirty years since you left."
Ye Yunlan lost his voice for a while.
Shen Shu used his hands to pull him back into his arms, wrapping his arms around Ye Yunlan's knees and waist, hugging him and standing up. Ye Yunlan frowned, his fingertips curled up, but he didn't struggle after all.
The flock-like darkness dissipated, and they soared into the sky, plunging into the clouds soaked by the blood-colored sunset.
Desolate ruins swept under their feet, followed by mountains and plains, and they rushed out of the ruins to the frosty sea of ice and snow, and the howling wind whistled.
Unlike the chaotic Frost Sea Realm in Ye Yunlan's impression, there is not a single living person to be seen on the open and boundless ice field.
Shen Shu: "In the past, when the master disappeared here, I searched here for a long time. Later, some sects of Taoism who boasted of justice came to encircle and suppress them. If they didn't succeed, this place became a land of no one."
He didn't elaborate on what made it become No Man's Land.
Over the years, his hands are full of dirty blood that can't be washed clean
For many of these reasons, he was too lazy to argue.
Just like the many crimes that the world has imposed on him - deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, betraying sects, killing demons, and so on.
No one knew that the one who was left behind and abandoned was actually him.
And those who wanted to kill him came waving soldiers, wanting a taste of the Shura Sword. He can only do what they want.
Ye Yunlan: "... Killing too much is against the harmony of heaven."
Shen Shu said indifferently, "What does it have to do with me if he lives or dies."
Ye Yunlan: "I taught you to respect life before and not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, have you forgotten?"
Shen Shu smiled and said, "Do you still remember the promise that Master made to me before?"
Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, and said, "This is different."
The matter of the Demon Bone and Chen Weiyuan is related to Shen Shu's safety in the future. After all, his lifespan was short at the time, and he went to the meeting alone, just to establish cause and effect. For half a month, Shen Shuping's life was changed, and he thought it was worth it.
However, Shen Shu was born with a difference, and was deeply involved with demons. If he still insisted on going on in the way of demons and committed too many murders and sins, it was impossible to guarantee that he would not end up in the future. He didn't want Shen Shu to be like this.
But these things, he didn't know how to tell Shen Shu.
Shen Shu said lightly: "Master always thinks he does what he does. But for me, people and things in this world other than Master are actually similar."
Ye Yunlan: "No.... It shouldn't be like this."
He wanted to say something else, but Shen Shu lowered his eyes. His eyes were a little hollow and a little cold.
A pitch-black shadow extended from behind him, covering Ye Yunlan's eyes softly.
"Master is tired, rest first." He said, "My demon body has not stabilized yet, and if I lose control again, it will only waste your time and mine."
"After sleeping, our new home should be here."
His words seemed to have a strange hypnotic power in them.
Ye Yunlan only felt that his consciousness was slowly drowsing.
After that, it fell into darkness.
He had a dream.
In the dream, the rain was pouring down, and the thunder rumbled in my ears.
He was standing in the rain with his clinging sword, and there was a winding road ahead. Everything around is pale and pale, not worth looking at, except for a black coffin at the end of the road.
The black coffin was deep in color, dipping into his pale world like thick ink.
He walked along the path? Go past.
The rain wet his hair and clothes, running down his cheeks and his sword-holding hand. The gust of wind blew the rain on him, wave after wave, like surging waves.
He finally reached the end of the road, but his whole body was soaked with rain, his black hair was sticking to his face and shoulders, and the water droplets on his long eyelashes kept rolling down like rain hitting bananas.
He saw a man lying in the coffin.
A tall man with a ghost mask.
The man's eyes were closed, and it seemed that many years had passed.
He suddenly felt a little cold.
Wind and rain invade the bones, how can it not be cold
The black coffin in front of him was the only place in the whole world that was not wet by rain.
He looked and looked, there was actually plenty of space in the coffin.
Enough to lay down one more self.
He leaned in, trying to reach for the man's hand. He caught it. He wanted to go in for shelter from the rain.
Suddenly, he felt that his clothes were being pulled.
He turned around and saw behind him a boy with the same clothes drenched in the rain.
The boy was only as tall as his waist, and his face was immature.
Has a pair of red eyes.
The boy pulled his clothes with his little hands, looked up at him, his bloody eyes were filled with his figure, but it was a little empty and cold.
He prayed softly.
"Master, don't go, okay?"
The little hand holding his clothes was so tight that it turned white.
the boy repeated.
"Please, don't go, okay?"
The thunderbolt rang behind him.
He woke up suddenly? Come over.
The entrance is a dark and deep palace, and you can smell the rich and rich incense.
He slept in the soft bedding, with a pillow scented with medicine, and the clothes on his body seemed to have been changed, and there was no longer the sticky feeling soaked in blood.
The body is also soft, unable to detect the flow of spiritual power, and even the restless fire in the body has calmed down.
He hasn't been completely awake yet. Looking at the dim palace, Canjin's eyes are a little scattered and blurred, and it seems to be covered with a layer of water mist.
It was as if the rain in his dream just now could not stop in his eyes.
After a long delay, he grabbed the bed and wanted to stand up.
But suddenly I heard a screeching sound.
He instantly felt something was wrong.
Raising his hand, he found that his wrist was fastened by a jet-black lock ring, and a long chain fell down. The chains flickered with icy light.
One end of the chain protruded from the quilt, connecting into the shadow of the bedside.
Not just hands.
There is also a cold touch on the ankle.
He struggled to sit up, his long white hair slid down his shoulders onto his clean white shirt.
The crunching noises followed his movements, causing people to be disturbed.
Closing his eyes to perceive, the spiritual power in his body is still empty.
The fragrant incense lingered on the tip of his nose, making him feel unspeakably tired and tired, and he didn't want to move.
He finally realized something.
Shen Shu... his direct disciple, imprisoned him.
At this moment, the hall door made a sound of being pushed open.
Someone walked in? Come in.