Sick Beauty [Rebirth] - Chapter 115

The setting sun is like blood.

In Shen Shu’s current treacherous form, it is difficult to see what his expression is like.

Ye Yunlan’s hand was firmly clasped by him, and the cold touch spread from the fingertips to the heart, causing panic and discomfort. Ye Yunlan didn’t immediately break away from his hand. He was silent for a while, and said: “The Nine-turned Heavenly Demon Body is not a practice method recognized by this world. The deeper you practice, the easier it is to encounter accidents. You shouldn’t practice this method. I told you a long time ago.”

Shen Shu’s scarlet eyes stared at him closely. It seemed that he wanted to peep a little bit of fear from his look, but it was unsuccessful.

For a long time, he said in a dumb voice: “Master is only talking about this now, it is too late.”

“I spent more than 20 years cultivating the Nine-turned 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. From now on, I got used to it.”

The broken shadows slowly surging on the ground, and then regrouped, and the filthy and dark air that drifted around was rushing towards him, converging into the demon.

He gradually recovered his human form, his handsome facial features were pale and gloomy, and the hand holding Ye Yunlan’s five fingers also changed back to a slender appearance.

He said softly: “It has been more than 30 years since you left.”

Ye Yunlan fell silent for a while.

Shen Shu used his hand to pull him back into his arms, put his arms around Ye Yunlan’s knees and waist, and hugged him to stand up. Ye Yunlan frowned? He frowned, his fingertips curled up? He didn’t struggle after all.

As the darkness dispersed, they rose into the sky and swept into the clouds soaked in the **** sunset.

The desolate ruins passed under their feet, followed by the mountains and plains, they rushed out of the ruins, and came to the frosty sea realm of ice and snow, where the wind howled.

It was different from the chaotic Frost Sea Realm in Ye Yunlan’s impression, and now no one was seen on the vast ice field.

Shen Shu: “The master disappeared here back then. I have searched here for a long time. Later, some self-proclaimed righteous trash came to encircle and suppress. Without success, this place became a land of no people.”

He didn’t elaborate on the reasons for becoming a land of no people.

Over the years, his dirty hands have been washed out with blood.

For many of these reasons, he was too lazy to argue.

Just like the many crimes the world has imposed on him-deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor, abandoning the sect, killing into a demon, and so on.

No one knows that the left and forsaken person is actually him.

And those who wanted to kill him came with their soldiers, wanting to taste the Shura sword. He can only do what they want.

Ye Yunlan: “…too many killings are against heaven and harmony.”

Shen Shu said indifferently, “What does he do to me when he is dead?”

Ye Yunlan: “I taught you to respect life and not to kill the innocent. Have you forgotten it?”

Shen Shu laughed, “The promise that Master made to me before, can Master still remember?”

Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, and said, “This is different.”

The matter between Devil Bone and Chen Weiyuan is related to Shen Shu’s future safety. In the end, he had run out of life at that time, and went to the meeting alone just for the sake of cause and effect. He thought it was worth it to change Shen Shuping’s life for half a month.

However, Shen Shu is different from birth, and is deeply involved with the devil. If he still walks on his own way in the devil’s way and commits too many killings, it is impossible to guarantee that he will not end 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 indifferently: “Master always only thinks that he does it. But as far as I am concerned, people and things in this world except Master are actually the same.”

Ye Yunlan: “No….It shouldn’t be the case.”

He wanted to say something more, but Shen Shu lowered his eyes. His eyes were hollow and cold.

A dark shadow stretched from behind him, softly covering Ye Yunlan’s eyes.

“Master is tired, let’s rest first.” He said, “My demonic body is not stable yet, and if I get out of control, it will only waste your and my time.”

“After sleeping, our new home should be here.”

There seems to be a strange hypnotic power in his words? The amount is hidden in it.

Ye Yunlan only felt his consciousness slowly sinking.

After that, he fell into darkness.

He had a dream.

The rain was pouring in the dream, thunder rumbling in my ears.

He was standing in the rain with a sword clinging to it, and a winding road in front of him. Everything around was pale and faint, and it was not worth a closer look. Only a black coffin was at the end of the road.

The black coffin was deep in color, soaking in his pale world like thick ink.

He walked along the path? Past.

The rain drenched his hair and clothing, running down his cheeks and his sword-holding hand. The wind blew the rain and the waves slapped on him like waves and swells.

Finally, he reached the end of the road, but his whole body was soaked in rain, his black hair stuck to his face and shoulders, and the water droplets on his long eyelashes kept rolling down like rain on plantains.

He saw a person lying in the coffin.

A tall man with a ghost mask.

The man closed his eyes, and it seemed that many years had passed.

He suddenly felt a little cold.

How can it not be cold because the wind and rain are invading the bones?

But the black coffin in front of him was the only place in the whole world that was not wet by rain.

He looked at it and saw that the space in the coffin was actually quite sufficient.

Enough to lie down one more self.

He leaned in, trying to reach the man’s hand. He caught it. He wants to go in for shelter from the rain.

Suddenly I felt that my clothes were torn.

He turned around and saw a boy with the same clothes soaked in the rain standing behind him.

The boy is only about his waist, and his face is immature.

There are a pair of red eyes like blood.

The boy pulled his clothes with his little hands and looked up at him. There was his figure in his **** eyes, but it was a little hollow and cold.

Prayed softly.

“Master, don’t? Go, okay?”

The little hands holding his clothes turned pale.

The boy repeated.

“Please, don’t? Go, okay?”

The thunderbolt shook behind him.

He woke up suddenly? Come here.

The entrance is a dark and deep palace, and you can smell the rich and dense incense.

He slept in a soft bedding with a medicated pillow. The clothes on his body seemed to have been changed, and he no longer had the blood-soaked sticky feeling.

The body is also limp, unable to detect the flow of spiritual power, and even the restless divine fire in the body has quieted down.

He hasn’t been able to fully wake up yet, looking at the dim palace, the golden eyes are a little blurred, it seems that there is a layer of mist.

It seemed that the rain in his dream just now could not stop in his eyes.

After a long time, he grabbed the bed and wanted to stand up.

Suddenly heard the squeaky sound.

He felt something was wrong in an instant.

Raising his hand, he found that his wrist had been clasped by a dark lock ring, and a long chain was hanging down. The chains shone with icy light.

One end of the chain protrudes from the bedding and connects into the shadow of the bed.

Not just hands.

There is also a cold touch on the ankle.

He sat up strenuously, his long white hair slid down his shoulders onto the white shirt.

The squeaking sound continued with his movements, making people upset.

Closed eyes to perceive, the spiritual power in the body is still empty.

The fragrant incense lingers around the tip of his nose, making him feel unspeakably tired and tired, and he doesn’t want to move.

He finally realized one thing.

Shen Shu… his direct disciple, imprisoned him.

At this moment, the temple door made a sound of being pushed aside.

Has anyone gone? Come in.