Feng Ruqing's posture and tone were too sad. In addition, during the days when her sea of ​​consciousness was infected, she was really tormented by evil spirits. At this moment, she was relying on willpower alone to survive, and even her mind was affected by evil spirits.

Affected, full of violent and extreme ideas.

But she was still unwilling to fall to the point where she was driven by evil spirits. She didn't want to hear what evil spirits they were practicing. No amount of wantonness and temptation could equal an inch of human warmth in her heart.

The ghost cultivator's words were almost gone. Feng Ruqing accepted death and had little ambition, but she still refused to be controlled by him.

He couldn't torture her too hard. Because of her spiritual body, he was able to infect her sea of ​​consciousness with spells and then parasitize her. They were already one body. If he tortured her too hard, he wouldn't

Better off.

On the way back here, the ghost cultivator really couldn't shake Feng Ruqing's mind, and he had to accept his fate. He thought that he was so outstanding in those days, and all the so-called gentlemen of the decent sect would not be in conflict with each other when they saw him. If he were not a thief,

God forbid, the current pinnacle of the world of cultivation is not worthy of these little naughties who claim to be righteous!

While the ghost cultivator was torturing Feng Ruqing these days, he was also tortured so much by her. With just a little love and affection, he was entangled over and over again, making heart-wrenching choices. The ghost cultivator existed in Feng Ruqing's body.

In her spiritual consciousness, she was completely distorted by this giggling little love, and she wished she could rush out and crush this bitch Master to death for her!

At this point, we are waiting to die, but what kind of dog Master, he still refuses to let go! Seeing that if this female doll is not able to climb out of the soul-washing pool, she will kneel down and kowtow to beg, but this dog

Is Master a little moved?!

Cultivating the ruthless way is not a six-level cripple with an incomplete soul?!

The ghost cultivator couldn't bear it any longer, and spoke angrily to Feng Ruqing Shihai Dao - "You little girl is living a useless life, you're going to die, and yet you beg for help, and beg again! You're calling me Shizun, don't scream!"

——And you are such a bullshit senior brother. I rely on you to live in the illusion. He will forget you when you leave the illusion. What is the use of this bullshit sect and a son of a bitch master!

——Girl, raise your head! Look at the water and see clearly. You are no better than a wild dog in the world. In my opinion, you are uglier than the corpses in the mass graves!

——You just need to say yes, and I will teach you how to practice the ghost way. We can coexist, and I am determined not to harm you. With your level as a dog master, if given time, you will be trampled under your feet, you will definitely be unable to fight back!

Feng Ruqing heard the voice in her head, but still ignored it. She lay on the edge of the pool, dripping wet like a drowned dog. After the pain, only numbness remained on her body. Shi Zizhen avoided her stretched out hand and frowned.

Hold her.

"The memory must be cleansed before you can live."

Shi Zi really looked at Feng Ruqing in confusion. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't understand that she would care so much about these memories. Mu Liang is alive, she is alive, and there will be more countless memories in the next hundred and thousand years. Why bother to cling to these memories?

Just ten years?

He finally just said firmly, "It must be cleaned."

It must be cleansed in order to obtain a pure soul that can perfectly match the new body.

Shi Zizhen only cares about whether things are correct and what the outcome will be, regardless of whether the process will crush a delicate and soft girl's heart into bloody mud, or whether her will to persist until this moment will collapse.

In many ways, there is nothing wrong with the ghost cultivator calling him a dog master, as he has a straight line to the bottom.

Feng Ruqing struggled to catch Shi Zizhen's hand hanging above her head. She stopped crying and begging, and she stopped talking. She just looked at Shi Zizhen faintly with her eyes. All her expressions gradually seemed to have calmed down because she had stopped moving.

Like pool water, it has returned to calmness and indifference.

It was hers alone whose heart was ashen as death.

She moved her lips, but did not speak to Shi Zizhen. Instead, she silently said a word to the irritable and screaming ghost cultivator in her body.

"good."

The ghost cultivator's voice suddenly stopped as if his throat was being strangled. He realized in disbelief that this female doll had actually agreed to him just now...

——What did you promise him?

——Yes, yes, the demons do have a lot of good stuff. I know of an underground trading ground for the demons not far from here.

——Ah hahahaha, it’s true that you, girl, have the potential to cultivate the ghost path. We ghost cultivators are interested in whoever we like. We will secretly use some means and do whatever we want, which is the most satisfying thing in the world. Why go through all the trouble and guard the inner demons?

And he was treated as an evildoer!

——There are so many people who worship the gods, and you are the only one missing! Pulling the gods off the altar is the most fun! Hahahaha!

The ghost cultivator jumped up and down with joy in Feng Ruqing's sea of ​​consciousness. After being punished by heaven for so many years, he survived by sucking lonely ghosts, thinking that he could finally be reborn after entering the body of a female doll with weak cultivation.

The monster was causing mischief, but I never thought that this female doll was actually mentally tougher than many powerful cultivators. Now it's better, she is finally willing to obey!

Feng Ruqing's head was buzzing from the noise, but she looked at Shi Zizhen calmly, "Master, can I choose to die? I will go down the mountain by myself and die cleanly without affecting the master's sect.

"

Shi Zizhen shook off Feng Ruqing's hand, and his heart was full of anger and anger.

Regardless of whether her weak temperament could withstand his simplicity and rudeness, Shi Zizhen, who had been in the position of leader for a long time, said what he said, and shouted with excessive anger and coercion, "No!"

He stood up, his expression cold and unkind at all, "You wanted me to take you up the mountain back then!"

Feng Ruqing's throat was filled with sweetness as she was crushed by his majesty. She looked up at him, but her peach-blossom eyes gradually lost the rich and abundant emotions in the past, and were hollow against the biting cold wind.

She smiled slowly and said, "I know." So she didn't even have the right to choose to die.

"Master," Feng Ruqing lowered her head, revealing a section of her neck with bruises and bruises, and looked at the water of the Spirit Cleansing Pond and said, "Can you tolerate me for two more days? Just two days. I want to go down the mountain once."

She raised her head and looked at Shi Zizhen and said, "I have always wanted to eat noodles from a noodle shop in the village at the foot of Xuanyun Mountain. My senior brother once took me there once when I was training. I miss it to this day."

"Master," Feng Ruqing put away the resentment in her eyes, filled her eyes with false and dry attachment, and said, "I will not be able to remember it from now on, not even my senior brother. I want to go there again, Master.

Can you please tolerate me?"

She said it "sincerely", as if the noodles in that noodle shop were delicacies in the world. Shi Zizhen had always known that she could not escape the world. In the past, whenever Mu Liang went out to ward off evil spirits, he would definitely bring back some earthly things as gifts.

with her.

In Shi Zizhen's eyes, these things are as useless as mud and floating sand, but for many years, he has not severely blocked them, and he always feels that the time is still long.

Now that the eldest disciple and the younger disciples have suffered heavy losses together, Shi Zi is really the master, so he naturally chooses the best and fastest way for them.

But it's not like he couldn't tolerate it for even two days. After all... that matter would take ten months to complete. During this period, he would have enough time to cleanse out a pure soul for his young disciple.

So when Feng Ruqing silently clenched her hands under the water and gritted her teeth, thinking that he would not agree, Shi Zizhen agreed.

"It's up to you. I'll postpone it for two days. But if you want to go down the mountain, you must first soak in this soul-washing pool all night." Shi Zizhen stood not far from the pool, looking at Feng Ruqing because of the previous double marriage.

Cao Cao, the signs of being possessed by demons were much lessened around him, so he felt a little relieved and said, "I will send a disciple to accompany you by then. You must return to the mountain early after eating."

Feng Ruqing's clenched teeth gradually relaxed, and she spoke in a low voice. Her voice did not have the cry and softness of a girl, nor did it contain any trace of gratitude. It was slow and had to be distinguished carefully to distinguish the strange words, "Thank you, Master, for being so accommodating."

.”

After Shi Zizhen finished speaking, he went to the forbidden area and didn't notice the changes in Feng Ruqing's body at all. Feng Ruqing slowly raised her head after he left, her eyes were already dark red without a trace of black.

She slowly smiled, completely different from the lithe and beautiful girl she used to be, with obvious evil aura and cruelty.

She is possessed.

Not when I was in the most pain, not when I was most heartbroken, but everything these days, because I was "not qualified to die" today, became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

She didn't listen to the ghost cultivator's words and enter the ghost world, or become someone's puppet. She entered the inner demons, which originated from love and ended in resentment.

The source of everything is Him.

She shouldn't have reached out from the pit of monster corpses in the first place, and now she doesn't even have the right to choose to die!

The prophecy on the sky-gazing stone was indeed true. She only blamed herself for being too sentimental and weak. Even though she tried her best to change, she still couldn't escape the miserable end.

What's the difference between losing memory and dying? She doesn't know who she is, where she comes from, who she loves, and who she hates, so how can she be considered alive?

Will he become a cold monster like Shi Zi Zhen?

The ruthless way, the ruthless way!

Shi Zizhen never wanted to lower his head to look at an ant like her. He couldn't sympathize with her love, resentment and attachment, and couldn't understand the friendship between her and Mu Liang. She wanted to see what he would do if his ruthlessness was broken.

?!

Since she would end up miserably no matter what, why should she beg for mercy, why should she be as humble as mud? The ghost cultivator has a saying that is right. No matter she is dead or alive, remembers or forgets, gains or loses, it is never in her control.

!

Who would like it and want to remember it when it is so weak and humble?

Even her senior brother... asked me to forget her.

How about being wanton and rampant and causing an upheaval——

Feng Ruqing sank herself into the spirit-washing pool, submerging her eyes as red as fire.

If anyone else is possessed by a demon and jumps into this soul-cleansing pool, they will definitely be burned to death. But Feng Ruqing is different. Her natural spirit-containing body means that even if she is possessed by a demon, she can contain all the demonic energy in her body.

Leak every bit.

The ghost cultivator in the sea of ​​​​consciousness was suddenly swept away by the strong demonic energy. He screamed and fled everywhere, but he still looked like a weed burned by a prairie fire. He cursed and screamed and no longer dared to give orders. After all, he was just a remnant soul.

Facing this freshly minted demon, there is absolutely no way to fight back.

However, Feng Ruqing finally let him go, condensing demonic energy into her own form in the sea of ​​consciousness, and faced the ghost cultivator face to face.

She finally saw what this ghost cultivator looked like. He was really ugly, with an old face like dry tree bark and a figure like a rag supported by a bamboo pole.

She smiled, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes revealed an extremely enchanting aura, "It's you who have spared no effort to torment me these days."

The ghost cultivator squatted on the ground and watched as Feng Ruqing was surrounded by the demonic energy she raised her hand to summon before she could say anything.

Wailing, begging for mercy, rolling on the ground humbly, suffering from liver and gallbladder splitting pain and torture, at this moment, Feng Ruqing seemed to have turned into another person.

Feng Ruqing was sinking at the bottom of the Spirit Cleansing Pond. The sea of ​​consciousness was filled with the sorrowful cries of the ghost cultivator who had tortured her for many days. However, she slowly raised the corners of her lips. Anyone who heard this would cover their ears.

The terrifying sound that threatened to tear her eardrums turned into indescribably beautiful music for Feng Ruqing.

The little ant was trampled to death several times and had its liver and intestines crushed. Finally, she got up from the ground and climbed to a height she had never reached.
Chapter completed!