After amnesia with Taoist couple

Shen Zheyu gathered all the spiritual power in the glass cup, trying to expel the dead energy from Su Mo's body, but Su Mo's demonic energy was still slowly dissipating.

He tried to connect the soul consciousness of the two of them again, but Su Mo, who had fallen into a coma, had no response and could not echo his soul consciousness.

In the end, he self-destructed the cultivation in his dantian and injected it into Sumo's body, but it seemed like a stone had disappeared and there was no response.For Su Mo whose life was about to disappear, no matter how much spiritual power he had, it was useless.

Shen Zheyu held Sumo in his arms, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

He did everything he could, but it was all in vain, what else could he do?

"Sumo, you can't die!" He cried out in a desperate and uncontrollable low voice, "You haven't done anything you promised me..."

He paused, then said in a hoarse voice: "You and I haven't settled the bet yet. Are you, are you willing to die like this?"

"Aren't you the most powerful demon in the whole world? Get up quickly! Don't lie here anymore..."

"You... are not allowed to die, as a Taoist companion, I, I... don't agree!"

At the end of his speech, he choked up a little, but after that, there was a deeper despair and pain of helplessness.

Disagreeing is nothing more than a powerless and desperate attempt to stay.

The pain in the chest was about to tear, which was a feeling that Shen Zheyu had never experienced before.If possible, he hoped that time could be reversed, back to the moment when Sumo blocked Huang Wuji's blow for him just now, he would rather be the one lying here seriously injured than Sumo.

But it is impossible to turn back time, and the aloof Heavenly Dao will not respond to his wish, and just stares at all this indifferently.

Two lines of clear tears slipped quietly from Shen Zheyu's face, and when he realized that he was crying, he couldn't help but be terrified.

He remembered that he had heard someone say that if there is such a person, you feel chest pain for him, then he is the one you love.

"Is it the end of love... Ha..." He couldn't believe it, but he couldn't remember to wipe off the tears on his face, "How could it be, how could it be..."

He stared blankly at Su Mo's sleeping face for a moment, then suddenly wiped away his tears, and quickly got up to look around.

It's not time to give up yet.

Shen Zheyu couldn't immediately sort out her emotions towards Sumo, but just because she couldn't bear to lose him, it wasn't the time to be negative and decadent here.

This place is within Huang Wuji's soul body, and also within the blood-red spiritual power source of the mysterious staff.Such a special soul body intertwined with the two has never been encountered by Shen Zheyu, and he believes there is another mystery in it.

Huang Wuji must have his memory in his soul body.If he can find the entry point of memory and find out the secrets of Huang Wuji and the banner stick, maybe Sumo will have a chance.

After all, Su Mo's magic sword was broken by the power of that staff.

He led Su Mo in panic, stumbling around in the illusion, fell down several times, and got up again.Finally, the surroundings gradually became clear, and a curl of cooking smoke appeared in front of him.

——It was a small mountain village.

There are more than ten families in this village, and you can see the other side of the village from the entrance of the village.Shen Zheyu wandered on the side of the road in a daze, not understanding what the relationship between this place and Huang Wuji was.

Suddenly there was the cry of a child on the side of the road.Shen Zheyu turned her head and saw that a ten-year-old child was pulled out by a woman's ear and beaten severely.In the woman's hand was a barbed leather whip, and the whip was whipped loudly on the child, causing bursts of blood.

Shen Zheyu could tell at a glance that the leather whip was not an ordinary thing, but a good-looking magic weapon.

"Let you learn the spiritual art secretly!" The woman was furious, "You thief! You still want to cultivate immortality based on your aptitude?! Do you admit it?!"

The child was beaten to pieces, rolled and howled on the ground, but gritted his teeth and said, "I'm right! That's right! So what if I don't have spiritual roots? I just want to learn the spirit formula, I just want to become stronger. What's wrong with me? ?! Woo--"

He was whipped into the air, and a toy in his hand flew out, Gululu rolled to Shen Zheyu's feet.

Shen Zheyu took a closer look, isn't this Huang Wuji's real puppet?Wearing a snow-white robe, wearing a jade crown, and two lifelike black eyes.

The woman's attack became more and more vicious: "Okay! If you are so obsessed with obsession, you will have demons in the long run and ruin your future. Why don't I kill you today and completely cut off your delusions!"

"Stop! Stop!" Shen Zheyu couldn't help shouting, but no one heard him, and no one saw him.

This is a projection of the facts that have happened before, no matter how hard he shouts, it is impossible to affect the situation.He can only watch all this as an outsider.

At this time, people from every household came out to observe.Shen Zheyu originally thought that they would step forward to stop the woman cultivating Taoism, but she saw that everyone was watching indifferently, with a look of gloating on their faces.

They were discussing in lowered voices—

"This kid doesn't know what's good and what's wrong. Even Xiangu said that he has no qualifications..."

"He talks all day long that he wants to stand out and make others look at him with admiration. What kind of dream is he doing..."

"Anyone who can cultivate immortals is a genius who is one in a thousand, what kind of a guy is he..."

"You..." Shen Zheyu looked back and forth at this group of people, but saw that they finally turned and left silently.After the woman vented her anger, she took back the whip and left heartlessly without looking back.

If you are childish like a gossamer, you will definitely not survive.

Shen Zheyu watched helplessly as the child's breathing gradually weakened, like a choke in the throat.He hated himself for being unable to do anything - neither the child nor Sumo could be saved.

He knelt down beside the child slumped, but he couldn't even make his death less painful.

Suddenly, a pair of snowy soft boots came in front of the child and Shen Zheyu.This person came silently, but with an extremely familiar aura.

Shen Zheyu raised his head almost immediately: "Master..."

With black hair like clouds and white clothes better than snow, Jun Qing'an's beautiful face like jade came into view, with a smile that was so perfect that it was unreal.Shen Zheyu's pupils contracted slightly, and she repeatedly confirmed that it was really her master, Qing'an Jun.

His appearance is dazzlingly beautiful, and his temperament is as elegant as a god. Shen Zheyu couldn't help but muttered: "Master! It's really you..."

But Lord Qing'an was an afterimage in his memory, it was impossible to have any reaction to Shen Zheyu, but he slightly bent down to attach himself to the dead child, and lifted his blood-stained chin with long, white fingers.

"Aren't you willing to die like this?" He asked softly, his tone as gentle and beautiful as the spring breeze in April.

The child is already a corpse, and it is impossible to answer.But Lord Qing'an waited for a while, with a faint smile on his face:

"If I can let you live again, can I make the existence of tens of thousands of people?"

He listened in silence for a while, and suddenly he took out something in his hand.

When Shen Zheyu saw this thing, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

——It was the mysterious banner stick in Huang Wuji's hand, with a long red light flashing at the top, with a bit of treachery in it, as if it wanted to devour everything it shone on.