"It was just that Fellow Daoist Li stepped on the hem of my skirt."

Before she finished her words, Li Lingge suddenly grabbed her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

Du Ning's whole body trembled violently, and the words he hadn't uttered turned into a distorted gasp.

Her slender neck suddenly tilted back, the pearl hairpin in her hair jingled and fell to the ground, and the spirit stone on the nine-phoenix-held pearl hairpin shattered on the bluestone bricks.

"Palace Master?!"

The Great Elder hurriedly took a half step forward, only to see Du Ning suddenly straighten his body.

The pair of jade hands that always controlled life and death were now tightly gripping the door frame, and their nails scratched five deep marks on the black iron wood.

The bright red blood slowly flowed down the scratches, forming sad and beautiful flowers on the door frame.

Du Ning opened her eyes wide, and she could clearly feel the pure energy in her body being sucked away by a domineering spiritual power.

That was the original power she had accumulated through millions of years of practice, and at this moment it was pouring into the body of the person behind her like a broken dam.

What was even more terrifying was that as her pure energy was lost, a strange feeling exploded along her meridians, causing her toes to curl up unconsciously.

Her voice was broken and she cried, and her legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

"If there is nothing else, please go back first, Great Elder. I still need to discuss the Dao with Fellow Daoist Li right away."

The last scream suddenly rose in pitch. Li Lingge suddenly bit her neck, and his powerful immortal power penetrated her directly.

A white light exploded in front of Du Ning's eyes, and his soul seemed to be thrown into the clouds and then fell down heavily.

Her cramped fingers finally lost their strength, and she fell back into Li Lingge's arms like a phoenix with broken wings.

At this moment, the palace door was closed by a strong wind. The elder staggered back two steps and only had time to see the last scene.

Du Ning's limp figure was dragged into the darkness of the inner hall by a bony hand, and what remained on the ground was half of her skirt that was burnt by the real fire.

There was a crisp sound of porcelain falling from the house, followed by the dull thud of a heavy object hitting the ground.

The two overlapping shadows on the door frame shook violently, occasionally mixed with suppressed sobs.

When a painful wail pierced the temple wall, the bronze bells hanging in the corridor began to move without wind, emitting a mournful cry.

The Great Elder's lips trembled, but he did not dare to step forward.

Because she knew very well that this was the intention of the Purple Sky God Emperor.

The Palace Master once told her that the Purple Sky God Emperor asked her to keep Li Lingge in Ziyun Palace no matter what means she used.

So Bai Lingxuan acted like that, she actually believed in her heart that it was the Palace Master who secretly instructed her to do so.

Otherwise, why would the Palace Master allow all the geniuses to participate in this Enlightenment Conference and even go to ask Li Lingge in person?

How could Bai Lingxuan be so bold as to openly frame Li Lingge?

If it weren't for her making the Enlightenment Monument go back in time, Li Lingge might have already married Bai Lingxuan by now.

Thinking of this, her eyes instantly turned red and tears filled her eyes.

thump!

The sound of heavy knees hitting the ground was particularly harsh. The Great Elder's body was like a broken old pine tree, and his forehead hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.

A trickle of blood flowed down from her forehead, forming a dark red flower on the cold ground.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

If she hadn't ruined the Palace Master's plan, the Palace Master wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

At this moment, she finally figured out why Li Lingge let Bai Lingxuan go so easily.

That was not forgiveness at all, but because all the costs were borne by Du Ning alone!

"Palace Master, it's all my fault!"

A hoarse wail echoed throughout the forbidden area. She stretched out her trembling hand, wanting to touch the door that isolated everything, but her hand dropped down in despair the moment she was about to touch it.

Du Ning's body, like a puppet with its strings cut, slowly slid into Li Lingge's arms.

Her smooth back was pressed against the other man's chest, and she could clearly feel the strong beating of his heart.

The five bloodstains on the door distorted in her gradually blurring vision, as if mocking her futile struggle.

"it's beautiful."

Li Lingge played with a strand of her loose black hair, and the lingering divine power still flickered between the hair wrapped around his fingertips.

"The blood of the Purple Cloud Palace Master is actually golden."

Du Ning slowly closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast two shadows on his pale cheeks.

She could feel her soul being entangled by some invisible threads, each of which penetrated deeply into the deepest part of her sea of ​​consciousness.

The most terrifying thing was that her consciousness was terrifyingly clear. She could clearly feel how each of Li Lingge's instructions was translated into actions of her body, as if she was watching another self.

Li Lingge's lips touched her earlobe, and his voice was so gentle that it sounded like a love talk.

"From today on, you are my perfect puppet."

Before he finished speaking, Du Ning's consciousness was suddenly dragged into the darkest corner of his sea of ​​consciousness.

There, she saw another version of herself giving Li Lingge a charming smile, while the body she was familiar with was actively wrapping its arms around the neck of its enemy.

It turns out that the most cruel punishment is to make her watch herself awake as she gradually becomes the most perfect puppet.

From now on, there are two souls living in this beautiful body.

One is the proud Master of Ziyun Palace, and the other is a puppet that can never be freed.