How did the promised redemption villain become marriage first and love later?

An extremely obscure breath rushed into Shen Xitang's evil veins.

The viscous, suffocating, and overwhelming evil almost condensed into some kind of disgusting taste that could be smelled. While her evil veins were rushing, it also filled her sense of taste and abdominal cavity with nausea.

Before that, she wondered why Ye Laixi said that last sentence. At first, she thought it was because of some bloody scenes in the punishment hall, so she didn't take it seriously.

In the end of the world for so long, she has never seen any bloody and disgusting scenes, and she will not be shocked by such scenes long ago.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this kind of...physiologically disgusting.

Help, why is she eating lunch.

The turbulent dizziness and the rancid smell of evil thoughts swept through her senses, Shen Xitang resisted the strong impact, and stretched out her hand almost instinctively, trying her best to expel this suffocating feeling from her body.

At this moment, not only the aura in Shen Xitang's own body, but also the aura in the entire Dry Cliff turned around, with her as the center, almost drowning her completely!

Dumb sixth layer.

Some people described it as haggard and embarrassing, but their bearing remained undiminished. It was not at all like the prisoners on the previous floors who were crying and howling without dignity.

He obviously just finished his sentence, but he looked up at Ruan Xiaozhen with great interest.

His eyes fell on Shen Xitang, who was already prostrate on the ground for a moment.

"Your new apprentice?" The man smiled strangely: "Ruan Xiaozhen, it's been hundreds of years, is this the only trick you teach your apprentice? Don't be afraid that she, like me, will be washed by evil desires and leave the root of evil thoughts." ?”

After saying this, the man raised his hand to cover his mouth with an exaggerated expression: "You won't want to cut my tongue again?"

It's just that the hand covering his mouth has no flesh and blood left, only a skeleton.

Listening to his words, it seemed that, like Shen Xitang, he had received such evil desire from Ruan Xiaozhen to wash his veins!

And the only one who can let Ruan Xiaozhen wash her veins... is her direct disciple!

In other words, the man imprisoned on the sixth floor of the dry cliff was actually... Ruan Xiaozhen's direct disciple!

"Chen Cang," Ruan Xiaozhen's tone was very light. She turned her head and glanced at him. The proud son of heaven who was taught little by little by him in the past is now in a mess here, but there is nothing in her eyes. For other emotions, looking at him is like looking at a stone: "Are you taking yourself too seriously?"

Then she raised her hand and pointed out.

Chen Cang's fleshy hand fell at his feet, but it didn't even stir up any dust.

——There is no dust, all the soil has been soaked by his blood.

Chen Cang looked at his severed hand expressionlessly.

Then I watched my flesh and blood recover at a speed visible to the naked eye under the powerful self-healing ability of my Nascent Soul monk and the healing circle in this space.

Then when he was about to say something more, a strong force pulled him back into the prison.

Ruan Xiaozhen's eyes just fell, and she paused briefly on the severed hand.

In the depths of his eyes, there was still a trace of waves.

But in an instant.

Because in the palm of Shen Xitang's outstretched hand, a group of extremely pure and extremely evil aura has already condensed!

There is no one in this world without evil.

Cultivating immortality does not require people to abandon all evil.

But the evil should also be her own evil, all the evil that was forcibly injected into her body--it didn't belong to her in the first place, and should be excreted by her.

""Evil Vein·Wind Blade"! "Shen Xitang raised his head slowly, and squeezed out these words from the depths of his throat!

Almost at the same moment when her voice fell, the mass of evil aura condensed in her palm suddenly stood upright, rushing forward like a blade like a knife——!

In the air of the dry cliff, the thick and substantial evil thoughts were torn apart by such a turbulent wind blade. The wind blade almost roared forward, and then collided with the dry cliff with a loud crisp sound.

"clang--!"

The entire dry cliff boiled for a moment.

Then came the sound of shouting and cursing from under the dry cliff.

——"Ge Laozi, who is the son of a bitch who is throwing objects in the sky? Do you fucking know how difficult it is to clean this dry cliff? I just wiped the ground clean—!"

What followed was a series of even more unbearable abuse.

Ruan Xiaozhen spoke expressionlessly.

"I threw it."

The scolding below stopped abruptly.

After a long while, Shen Xitang heard the voice from under the dry cliff, which sounded a little bleak.

"Oh, it's Boss Ruan, then you can throw it as you like."

Shen Xitang thought to himself that the content of these words was enough to lick, enough to bend and stretch.

It’s just that big brother, if you don’t bite your teeth so tightly and so deadly when you speak, it will be more true.

After using the "Evil Vessel·Wind Blade" technique, she only felt refreshed all over her body, as if all the ailments had been eliminated, it could be said to be refreshing.

As she thought about it, she silently climbed up from the empty ground.

Needless to say, standing on such a void feels nothing, but when you lie on it like this, and then open your eyes and look down, it's still a bit scary.

"Three sticks of incense." Ruan Xiaozhen said, "Not bad."

Shen Xitang was about to speak when Chen Cang, who had just been sent in on the sixth floor, was sent out again.

The smell of blood wafted through the nostrils.

His body looked more broken than last time, half of the severed hand grew out, and twisted into a more horrific wound, and he didn't know what he had experienced inside.

Seeing Shen Xitang waking up, Chen Cang's face became even more malicious. He smiled and looked over, and said hello, "Junior Sister, I'm your senior brother."

He pointed at himself with the broken arm: "Did you see that? Being Ruan Xiaozhen's apprentice is what I will end up like."

Seeing Shen Xitang's eyes falling, Chen Cang whistled, and the corners of his lips curved even wider: "Pretty junior sister, I guess Ruan Xiaozhen hasn't told you yet? Before I was imprisoned here, she had two personal heirs, and one was passed on by her." Killed with her own hands, and locked up one by her own hands, it was me. Look at my appearance, maybe it will be you in the future."

Ruan Xiaozhen's fingers shrunk slightly, but then slowly released them.

Shen Xitang sized him up for a while, her expression didn't show any change that Chen Cang expected, and finally, she said in a brisk voice: "It's not big or small, who is it called Junior Sister? It's called Senior Uncle."