Shen Qiwen hid Xi Yan's true form in his sleeves.

He actually knew it. He had seen Xi Yan walk out of the painting with his own eyes that day, and he had lost his mind. The reason he wanted to keep the painting was just to see her one more time.

He never expected Xi Yan to fall in love with him.

He simply felt that his life was too short for her and wanted to leave even the slightest trace in her heart.

It could be a stranger she just nodded to in her memories, or it could be a friend.

Now it seems that he was too selfish.

The scroll was hidden in the sleeve of Shen Qiwen's left hand. His hand seemed to be clenched into a fist, but he was actually holding the handle of the scroll to prevent it from falling.

Although Yuan Shouyi saw Shen Qiwen, he did not stop his actions. The sword tip was once again injected with spiritual power, intending to directly pick out Xi Yan's demon pill.

Xi Yan's brows were tightly furrowed because of the pain, blood was visible at the corners of her eyes, the tails of her eyes were slightly moist, her teeth were clenched, and her lips had several small cuts, with blood flowing down her lips to her jaw.

Yuan Shouyi looked at Shen Qiwen, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, you will soon know how powerful the sorcery you have been hit by is."

Xi Yan closed her eyes again.

Shen Jingyuan had already shouted until his voice broke, but his body was still suppressed and he couldn't move at all.

Shen Qiwen tightened his grip and once again firmly grasped Xi Yan's body in his sleeves.

He did not forget what Yuan Shouyi said about "revealing the true form", and he would not let Xi Yan's true form be exposed in front of Yuan Shouyi.

He would never give Xiyan the last glimmer of hope to survive.

He knew that he couldn't act rashly now.

But in Shen Jingyuan's eyes, Shen Qiwen's attitude completely changed.

Looking at Shen Qiwen standing there stiffly, the young Shen Jingyuan only felt that it was Shen Qiwen who betrayed his mother and it was he who called the demon catcher to kill his mother.

Shen Jingyuan's hands and feet were shaking, his whole body was trembling slightly, and every inch of his bones were exerting force, but even so, there was no sign of breaking free from the restraints.

"Daddy, Daddy, save Mommy, please save Mommy quickly..." Shen Jingyuan shouted with the last glimmer of hope.

Shen Qiwen, however, just stood there without moving.

The handle of the painting was held tightly by Shen Qiwen.

He didn't dare look at the crying A Yuan, for he was afraid that this glance would reveal his flaws and cause him to do something costly.

A Yuan, be good and listen to me. Daddy will explain it to you. Just wait a little longer.

Shen Qiwen said silently in his heart.

Yuan Shouyi looked at the farce-like scene with mocking eyes.

At this time, Xi Yan had already fainted due to the pain and knew nothing about what was happening in the outside world.

A round demon pill emitting white light was dug out.

In just a moment, the moment the demon pill left Xiyan's body, Xiyan's body began to gradually become transparent.

The remaining spiritual power in his body dissipated in all directions because he had lost the demon pill.

Shen Jingyuan looked at his mother who was gradually disappearing in front of him, and forgot about his father who loved his mother very much in his mind. Finally, there was a hint of hatred in his eyes.

But Shen Qiwen doesn’t care about A Yuan’s misunderstanding now.

At the moment when Xi Yan's body disappeared, he could clearly feel that the scroll in his hand was about to appear.

He exerted force again and gripped the handle of the painting tightly to prevent the scroll from being exposed to Yuan Shouyi.

Then, he keenly noticed that the scroll in his hand had become heavier.

It's even a very familiar feeling.

The corners of Shen Qiwen's mouth slightly raised as if relieved.

Yuan Shouyi was still immersed in the great joy of obtaining the demon pill and did not notice the smile on Shen Qiwen's lips.

But this smile fell into Shen Jingyuan's eyes and also hit Shen Jingyuan's heart.

Shen Jingyuan kept calling out softly, "Mother, Mother..."

Shen Jingyuan didn't get a response and couldn't hold on any longer.

A huge sadness enveloped him, and in just a moment, Shen Jingyuan also fell into a coma.

The scroll hidden in Shen Qiwen's sleeve trembled slightly, then returned to calm again.

Shen Qiwen tried his best to suppress the surprise in his heart, and when he heard the almost voiceless "mother", his heart couldn't help but ache. He was not a good father, let alone a good husband.

Shen Qiwen knew very well that after Xi Yan lost her demon pill this time, she would have to practice again before she could walk out of the painting again...

Yuan Shouyi put the demon pill into his pocket, looked at the ground again, waiting for Xi Yan to reveal her true form before giving the Shen father and son the final blow.

But until Xi Yan's body completely disappeared before his eyes, he still couldn't see anything extra on the ground.

This is impossible.

As long as it is a monster, it must have a real body. He has caught so many monsters and has never encountered such a situation.

There is only one possibility...

Yuan Shouyi's face changed again, thinking that the father and son of the Shen family seemed to have known about it for a long time and just wanted to wipe out the roots.

"Hand over her true form!"

Yuan Shouyi raised his sword again and rushed straight to Shen Qiwen’s face.

The air pressure around him pressed down hard on Shen Qiwen's mortal body. After a while, Shen Qiwen's skin began to bleed.

Shen Qiwen subconsciously looked up at Shen Jingyuan on the ground.

Only then did they realize that A Yuan had fallen into a coma.

Shen Qiwen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know what he was celebrating.

He just gritted his teeth and said sternly: "You've already gotten rid of me, what else do you want?"

After hearing this, Yuan Shouyi did not stop, but instead increased the pressure.

Shen Qiwen suddenly felt pain in his bones.

There was a vague feeling of weakness in his left hand, which made Shen Qiwen alert.

He took two steps back, his shoulders resting on the wall beside him.

"Master, are you planning to use this as an excuse to completely wipe out our Shen family?"

Shen Qiwen called Master, but he had no intention of being respectful at all.

Yuan Shouyi naturally heard Shen Qiwen's sarcasm. He raised his hand lightly, and Shen Jingyuan, who had already fallen into a coma in the yard, was lifted into the air by him with the blessing of his spiritual power.

He picked up another peach branch from the ground and hit Shen Jingyuan with it.

The pain made Shen Jingyuan wake up again, and he saw the confrontation between Yuan Shouyi and his father.

Shen Jingyuan began to struggle.

He didn't know what kind of conflict had occurred between the two men.

“I said: I don’t know.”

Shen Qiwen glanced away, no longer looking at the scarred Shen Jingyuan in mid-air.

However, his subordinates once again suppressed the painting that was "about to come out".

Shen Qiwen’s answer caused Yuan Shouyi to laugh again, “You don’t know?”

"You don't even care about your child's life?"

Yuan Shouyi clearly threatened Shen Qiwen.

But it didn't seem like he was only saying this to Shen Qiwen.

Yuan Shouyi used his spiritual power to search everywhere again, wanting to see where the monster would hide its true form.