Seeing this face, Wen Yi's mind flashed to the statue of the ruthless prince Shen Yu painted on the mural in the main hall, and she was horrified.
This is one of the places where Prince Ru ascended to immortality, and the person in front of him does not look like the shadow left by Prince Ru, but more like himself.
Didn't he ascend?
Wen Yi took a closer look and found that the person in front of him was most likely the spirit of Prince Ruo.
The so-called spirit body is another form formed by absorbing the essence and aura of the sun and moon from the control of the main body. It has a part of the personality of the main body but is two independent individuals. The cultivation level of the spiritual body in front of you is at least that of the Golden Core Realm. superior.
Shen Yu's face was very pale, and there was a scarlet seal mark between his eyebrows, which was rich and eye-catching.
He slowly opened his eyes, a pair of black pupils were so bright that it penetrated people, and his eyebrows were sharp and dazzling, like an extremely sharp sword blade. Before it fell, the cold edge was already making people shudder.
Just after waking up, Shen Yu's five senses had not yet fully recovered. He flew up to Wen Yi. The distance between their faces was no more than a punch, and his flying silver hair stuck to Wen Yi's face.
The cold and biting breath spread throughout her body. Wen Yi felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She was frightened because she was not afraid of gods and ghosts. She even felt a trace of fear. She wanted to dodge but found that her body was as stiff as iron and her calves could not help but tremble.
Strong, too strong!
Absolute crushing, with no chance of winning.
The irresistible pressure and the irresistible murderous intent froze her blood, and the hair falling by her ears turned into a sharp thin blade and stuck to her fragile neck.
When she saw that the sharp blade was about to chop off Wen Yi's beautiful head, she suddenly stretched out her slender and soft arms to wrap around Shen Yu's neck. Her blood-stained lips were slightly opened, and she breathed out a blue breath, her delicate face With a hint of crimson, it is breathtaking, "Does the Immortal Lord want to kill me?"
The girl's voice was thin and soft, like caramel blown by the breeze. Before she even tasted it, the sweetness melted into the bone marrow and melted the bones.
Even the cold-blooded and ruthless Shen Yu couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and his eyes as black as ink briefly lost focus.
Wen Yi suppressed the terrifying murderous intent in her eyes, and drew puppet talismans in the air with her slender white fingertips. She pressed the electric light on Shen Yu's chest, and her voice suddenly changed, "It's a pity that you can't kill me!"
With a soft drink, she pushed away Shen Yu's hands and kneaded, and the puppet contract talisman sank into Shen Yu's body and merged with it.
If you win the puppet contract, the other party will be driven by you.
Different from the short-lived puppet charm, this contract can only turn the opponent into his lackey by directly hitting the soul.
Wen Yi only has Qi training skills, and at most he can only condense spells, which cannot affect other people's souls or spiritual bodies.
Coincidentally, Shen Yu is a spirit body, like a beast that has lost its claws and is being slaughtered by others, so Wen Yi is given a good opportunity.
"Puppet contract?" Shen Yu came to his senses and realized that he had been plotted. His sharp gaze fell on Wen Yi, with murderous intent and madness burning in his eyes, "How dare you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me."
No one can restrain him.
Shen Yu's knuckled fingers fell on his heart, and his eyes showed morbid madness. Regardless of the danger of his soul being destroyed, he inserted his fingers into the heart alive and crushed the talisman!
"What kind of monster is this!" Wen Yi gasped.
Shen Yu is a spirit body, so she originally thought that binding the Puppet Contract Talisman to his spirit body would be a foolproof solution, but she didn't expect that the other party would be more ruthless than her.
Wen Yi took a deep breath, the frost faded from her delicate and beautiful face, and she rushed to Shen Yu with her charming eyes, meeting his eyes.
She once again used the heart-control technique of Youqing Dao to capture people's hearts. Her soft voice suppressed the murderous intent, "The Immortal Lord is so calm."
Shen Yu was on guard for a long time, but even so, his heart beat like a drum as if he was under a spell, and he turned his head to look at the soft and charming Wen Yi, unable to resist this seductive power at all.
next moment.
He was hugged tightly by the soft girl.
Shen Yu was too cruel, Wen Yi gritted her teeth and used her last bit of spiritual power to condense into a life and death contract, binding the two of them together in life and death.
Her chin was pressed into the hollow of Shen Yu's shoulder, and her fingertips were about to stick to him, "You are the first person who can resist my Heart Control Technique." It's very strong.
Suddenly, there was severe pain in her back, and a small sword made of murderous aura was stabbed out of her chest. Blood dripped from the tip of the sword and stained her whole body red, making her tremble all over in pain.
Wen Yi raised her eyes and saw Shen Yu lowering his head and looking at her affectionately, his eyes as gentle as water. The effect of the Heart Control Technique was still there. This sword was thrust out by his instinct.
It is the lowest form of sentient beings to use their bodies to seduce others. Close contact can delay the power of charm.
At the critical moment of life and death, Wen Yi couldn't care less about whether he was obscene or not, whether he was on the stage or not. Surviving in the hands of the evil star was the top priority.
There are a total of ten levels of Yuxin Jue. The further you go, the deeper it goes into the soul, making the person who practices it feel affectionate in every move and every move he makes. It can enchant people with just a few words.
Wen Yi reached the seventh level in his previous life. After he failed to transcend the tribulation, although his spiritual power was gone, the Art of Controlling the Heart was still there.
Fighting with Qingyao and escaping from death all depended on the Heart Control Technique.
She didn't touch anyone in her last life, but this time she had to sell her sex.
Putting the spell on her lips, Wen Yi seemed not to feel the pain in her chest. She gently and lovingly hooked Shen Yu's neck with her hands, her beautiful eyes watery and pure and innocent, "If you want to kill me, then die with me." alright."
The girl's delicate lips pressed against Shen Yu's cold lips, biting through the sexy thin lips until the life and death contract sank into his soul.
This was a vengeful kiss, without any emotion at all, simple and crude, only hate and fear, only a decisive decision to make a fight to the death.
"Bang!"
After regaining consciousness, Shen Yu pushed Wen Yi away with his palm, his handsome face flushed with anger. He licked the wound on his lip and said sternly: "Shameless! I will kill you!"
"Kill, you come, the contract has been made, and you can't live if I die anyway." Wen Yi was shaking all over in pain, and she retorted, "You scolded me for being shameless, what did you just think about? You obviously have so much desire, but you are pretending. Be pure of heart and have few desires. Tsk, if you let go of your true nature, you may become the biggest licentious devil in the world of immortality."
I was reborn yesterday. I have been through life and death several times in just two days. Wen Yi is very angry. Every time I thought I had escaped death, every time I thought I had escaped from death, each one was more pitiful than the last.
She fell off a cliff and survived but unexpectedly awakened the ruthless prince who had killed millions of people. She broke the pot and fell, she was going to die anyway, it didn't matter if she had one more companion, so she just thought this life was in vain.
"Do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?" After the life and death contract was submerged in the spirit body, unless Shen Yu blew himself up, he would die. He leaned over and pinched Wen Yi's slender neck, and said coldly: "Then you go die."
Wen Yi's body gradually hung in the air, like a thirsty fish struggling to breathe. Her bloody palm grabbed the fragment of the fairy sword and stabbed it into Shen Yu's heart, "Let's go to hell together."