He ran in in a hurry, and when he saw the scene inside, he collapsed instantly.

The temple enshrines a green-faced, fang-toothed Yaksha, holding a long clay fork that pierces straight through the belly of a red carp.

Her entire body hung there, her hands trembling as she covered her bloody stomach, her face filled with disbelief: "W-why?"

Just with these words, blood gushed out uncontrollably, and within a breath, there was no trace of expression in those eyes.

Yan Huailiu was at a loss and wanted to rescue her, but as soon as he touched Hongli's body, his whole body began to tremble.

The touch in her hand felt very wrong. All the bones in her body were broken. There was no possibility of survival.

Outside the temple, Ye Yan's voice was almost crazy.

"Hahahaha, I've given it to you! I've given you my complete soul. Open the door! Open the door! Give it back to me, give me back my eyes!"

Yan Huailiu had no intention of paying attention to her at all. He just stood in front of Hongli at a loss, and made a gesture to pick her up with trembling hands: "Don't, don't panic, calm down, I can save you, I can come back, I can save you..."

The Mysterious Sutra of the Crimson Pearl can bring the dead back to life. He can save them, he definitely can.

Yan Huailiu's breathing was trembling. He used his spiritual power as a guide and forced it into Hongli's body.

He can save her. He is already very proficient in this technique and can save her.

It can definitely be saved, definitely...

"Bang--"

There was a sound of explosion, blood and flesh scattered everywhere, and filth covered Yan Huailiu's entire body.

His face was covered in blood, and his hands were still stained with fallen and bloody body parts.

"No, no." Yan Huailiu collapsed to the ground: "Why? Why!"

“Master! Master!”

Gu Xingyun ran over in a hurry, and the moment he squatted down beside him, he heard a heart-wrenching wail.

It was like a wild beast's roar, full of pain.

The voice disappeared completely halfway through the shouting. Yan Huailiu's mouth was open, but no sound came out.

Gu Xingyun was so flustered that he raised his sleeve to wipe the dirt off his face: "Master, Master, it's okay, it's okay..."

Because Yan Huailiu lost control, the barrier around him gradually dissipated.

The indescribable smell instantly enveloped him.

Gu Xingyun acted as if he couldn't smell it. He carefully helped Yan Huailiu wipe his face clean, then carefully pried open his almost stiff hands and cleaned off the blood clots.

"Master, it's okay now, it's okay, Master."

He coaxed her like a child.

The pain on Yan Huailiu's face gradually disappeared, and the whole person seemed to become cold in an instant.

There was no emotion in his eyes anymore.

Ye Yan was still lying on the ground going crazy: "Hahahaha, I have already used all my last strength on that stupid fish. Two lives, two souls! I give them all to you. Let me in, let me find my eyes. As long as I have eyes, I can find the family who bullied me and kill them all. Hahahaha open the door, open the door——"

By the end of his shouting, his mouth was full of blood foam.

She has no conscience and will take advantage of anyone she can.

Because she was blind and abandoned by her tribe, and rejected by the man she loved, she turned around and killed the man who had been with her for many years. With hatred in her heart, she searched everywhere for visible ways to take revenge one by one.

After hearing that the fruit of the red ghost flower beside the Naihe Bridge in the ghost world can replace eyes and increase cultivation, she frantically searches for a way to the ghost world.

She is purely bad and evil to an outrageous degree.

Monsters are all stubborn. Once they set their minds on something, they will do it to the end.

She was certain that her own people had abandoned her because of her eyes, so she would do everything she could to get her eyes back, take a good look at the appearance of those who had abandoned her, and then kill them one by one.

After being caught by Yan Huailiu, she knew she couldn't escape, so she tried her best to achieve her goal.

But unexpectedly, it still didn't work.

Ye Yan lay on the ground powerlessly, his face full of hatred.

But I couldn't stop thinking about the scene of meeting that little demon.

No one ever treated her like a friend.

It was because of the kindness of that little demon that she spared the lives of those women. Originally... she could have extracted some of their souls first and then killed them.

She couldn't control her entire soul, and except for that one strand, the rest had no effect on her.

It was because that little demon kept coming up with all kinds of twisted logic that she reluctantly showed some kindness. However, that little demon shouldn't have brought this cultivator to deal with her!

Ye Yan lay on the ground, and his hatred turned into evil energy and spread out.

Inside the temple, Gu Xingyun called out to his master helplessly, hoping for a response.

Yan Huailiu's body trembling gradually stopped, and he looked like he had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. He slowly stood up, covered in blood.

He stretched out his hand and effortlessly pushed away Gu Xingyun who was blocking his way, then walked towards Ye Yan step by step.

Gu Xingyun followed closely, his voice becoming softer and softer: "Master, what's wrong with you? Master?"

Yan Huailiu spread out his right hand, and Wen Yue appeared quietly. Gu Xingyun instantly shut up and stared at him with wide eyes.

"Kill you, I will kill you all! Kill you all! Hahahahaha!" Ye Yan's voice was full of resentment.

Yan Huailiu looked at her without blinking, his expression cold. The Wen Yue in his hand carried an aura that was enough to split a mountain, and flew straight towards Ye Yan.

In just a blink of an eye, the dark figure and the evil energy scattered around it disappeared completely.

Not even a piece of corpse was left.

It was as if she had never existed.

Gu Xingyun rarely saw Yan Huailiu display his strength. Although he had long known that his master was powerful, this was the first time he saw him take action up close.

Wen Yue turned a few times in the air and flew obediently into Yan Huailiu's hands.

At this moment, Gu Xingyun felt as if he had become the thirteen-year-old boy again.

Dirty and weak.

Even though Yan Huailiu was now standing in front of him, covered in filth, he could still see through his flesh and blood that proud and holy soul that looked down upon everything as worthless and that he dared not touch easily.

He once again realized the gap between the two of them.

Gu Xingyun clenched his hands, and the pain in his palms woke him up.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down, cleared out those messy thoughts, and raised his legs with difficulty to get closer to Yan Huailiu.

"Master...we..."

The Wen Yue Sword was suddenly aimed at his neck, and the tip of the sword was only an inch away from piercing his throat.

Gu Xingyun looked up in disbelief and met those extremely cold fox eyes.

Yan Huailiu held Wen Yue's hand tightly, tilting his head slightly and staring at him.

"Master...?"