The moment he finished speaking, the tower door that was originally closed suddenly opened with a clang.

The tower entrance was still pitch black.

Looking at the Demon Locking Tower, which was like a black hole that could devour people, Ning Wan took a step back uncontrollably.

Although Shen Jingyuan said he would send Ning Wan home, he actually dragged Ning Wan in without mercy.

When the tower door was closed and the distance between the two was shortened again, Ning Wan felt that her heart was no longer under her control.

The remnants in the tower seemed to like the aura of Shen Jingyuan very much, and the tower demon in his tower was even more delighted.

Now it just wants to lie quietly in a corner of the tower and slowly mold.

The tower demon did what he said and pulled himself away from Shen Jingyuan without hesitation.

It did go out, but it stood out in the brightly lit tower.

The tower demon, which had turned into a black ball, huddled in a corner of the Demon Locking Tower, looking warily at Shen Jingyuan in front of him.

Shen Jingyuan's mind at this moment was obviously not on the tower monster.

He just pulled Ning Wan and walked straight to the top of the tower.

On top of the tower.

The spiritual power shield protecting the "landscape painting" had long been shattered, and the scroll fell to the ground because it had no spiritual power to support it.

Shen Jingyuan quickly stepped forward, picked up the scroll, and examined it carefully.

Ning Wan stood behind Shen Jingyuan, looking at the scene in front of her without saying a word, just watching quietly.

But he moved back carefully.

However, the shortened demon-binding rope restricted Ning Wan's movements, forcing her to stand not far from Shen Jingyuan.

“You’ve been deceived, hahaha, Shen Jingyuan, you’ve been deceived…”

Shen Jingyuan's expression suddenly changed, and his veins bulged.

The voice came out again, as if it could detect Shen Jingyuan's inner thoughts, and stabbed Shen Jingyuan's heart without any hesitation.

"You are really ridiculous. You were deceived by him for so long just for a fake painting."

"To endure humiliation and hardship in a self-righteous way will only lead to nothing."

Ning Wan couldn't hear the voice, but she keenly sensed that the aura around Shen Jingyuan had undergone a drastic change.

Just like at the beginning, the black air emitted by Shen Jingyuan was very scary, then now, Ning Wan said that if she was not restrained by a rope, even if she crawled, she would have to be a hundred meters away from Shen Jingyuan.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Shen Jingyuan turned his head at some point, holding the scroll tightly in his hand, looking at the peach demon in front of him who had grown up under his care, and suddenly asked.

But the scroll was just a piece of thin paper after all, and it couldn't withstand Shen Jingyuan's hard kneading.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that even if it's not broken, it's probably wrinkled.

Ning Wan just felt that today's mission was a mistake, and she also deeply understood what it meant: If it is destined to happen, it will happen eventually, and if it is not destined to happen, don't force it.

It's just fifty points plus a skill. Compared to her life, her life is of course more important.

Ning Wan was a little frightened by Shen Jingyuan's gaze, but she still forced herself to calm down.

Her eyebrows curved and the corners of her mouth turned up: "Don't be afraid."

Ning Wan spoke quickly, as if she was afraid that Shen Jingyuan would misunderstand.

"Are you not afraid?"

Shen Jingyuan stared at Ning Wan, who was only a few steps away from him, then looked at the stretched demon rope and asked again.

Ning Wan shook her head again, her eyes firm as she said resolutely, "I'm really not afraid."

Shen Jingyuan looked at Ning Wan, whose calves were trembling, and who was pretending to be calm.

He doesn't even dare to tell the truth, it's obvious that he is afraid.

Shen Jingyuan didn't say anything, but his eyes were still on Ning Wan.

Ning Wan only felt that the scene in front of her eyes had become much dimmer, and she couldn't even see the expression on Shen Jingyuan's face clearly.

Xiao Qi didn't dare to speak at this time, and didn't even dare to show up to comfort the host.

Afraid that the male protagonist would find out.

While Ning Wan was still in a daze, Shen Jingyuan suddenly exerted force and pulled the person over.

Shen Jingyuan clearly did not make any move that crossed the line, but Ning Wan felt uneasy and wanted to break free.

Ning Wan, who was forced to walk side by side with Shen Jingyuan, wanted to fight for it, but just as she was about to speak, Shen Jingyuan seemed to know something, stopped, and looked at her quietly.

Ning Wan: Just bear with it and it will pass.

Perhaps because both of them were a little anxious, they couldn't help but speed up their descent from the tower.

When he appeared at the tower gate again, the tower demon curled up in the corner had already escaped.

The tower gate opened again.

The clouds dissipated and the sun shone on the ground.

Yuan Shouyi's body was surrounded by the young men who had caught up with the tower.

Yuan Shouyi was seriously injured.

The injury was so severe that the young men were powerless and could only tear off their clothes to block the bleeding hole. They also called "Master" in Yuan Shouyi's ear, trying to wake him up.

Yuan Shouyi's body was icy cold, without a trace of warmth.

Only a faint breath could barely prove that the person in front of him was still alive.

The sound coming from the tower gate made all the young men turn their attention.

Everyone had a solemn expression on their face, as if they were afraid that a monster would come out of the tower.

The moment they saw Shen Jingyuan, the teenagers all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Big Brother, please save Master! He's dying!"

Zhang Rui looked at Yuan Shouyi who had not yet responded. Unaware of the situation, he naturally placed his hopes on Shen Jingyuan in front of him.

Shen Jingyuan looked at the group of nervous teenagers in front of him, said nothing more, and just walked forward quickly.

The young men who were originally surrounding Yuan Shouyi quickly made way for him.

Shen Jingyuan's frown did not make the young men feel that something was wrong. Instead, they thought that Shen Jingyuan was as nervous about Yuan Shouyi as they were.

Shen Jingyuan placed his hand on Yuan Shouyi's pulse, and then immediately transported a stream of spiritual power into Yuan Shouyi's body.

He even helped Yuan Shouyi stop the bleeding.

Looking at Yuan Shouyi, whose complexion was getting better and better, the young men all showed some sincere smiles on their faces.

At this moment, Yuan Shouyi suddenly coughed lightly, his brows tightly furrowed.

Shen Jingyuan stopped and stood up.

The young men around were quick to act and prepared to surround them again.

But this time, Shen Jingyuan did not do as the teenagers wished. He waved his hand and a barrier separated the teenagers.

At this time, Yuan Shouyi had also woken up from his coma.

The moment he saw Shen Jingyuan again, Yuan Shouyi subconsciously wanted to escape.

But at this time, he no longer had the elixir and was no different from a useless person.

The remaining spiritual energy in the body had long since dissipated.

The young men who were stopped were also confused. Before they could ask more questions, they saw Shen Jingyuan throwing something at the master.

"Big Brother, what are you doing?"

Qi Jin was the first to speak without patience.

How could such impolite behavior happen to their beloved senior brother?