"Youyou, don't be impulsive, think about Yaxi!" Xue Ren quickly jumped to Luo Youyou and grabbed her hand. His nails had already dug into the witch's flesh, but it was obvious that Luo Youyou was trying her best to restrain herself, otherwise the witch would have been shattered into pieces the moment she rushed over.

The red blood light in Luo Youyou's eyes flickered, and it could be seen that she was fighting against the devil in her body.

"If we kill her, we will never be able to go to the Spirit Realm." Xue Ren continued to add more information.

Luo Youyou loosened his grip a little, and the captured witch coughed a few times with difficulty.

"Be good, let go..." Xue Ren grabbed Luo Youyou's hand and carefully pried her fingers apart, then slowly let go of the witch's neck.

"Go!" Blood Blade gave the witch and everyone present a warning look. His voice was not loud, but very penetrating.

The witch and the elves looked at each other and hesitated for a moment. Then an elf stepped forward and said, "No matter what, we elves are missing. You must give us an explanation."

Although it was a question, the tone was obviously much softer, more like a discussion.

"If it was really done by our people, we will give you an explanation, but if not..." Xue Ren's voice was cold and sharp. People understood the second half of the sentence without saying much. In a moment, not even a trace of breath was left.

In fact, the timid ones had already wanted to run away. The atmosphere of danger here was too strong, and they seemed to be able to smell the scent of death in the air.

Those who had never seen vampires thought that they were just bloodthirsty and had some brute force, and did not have magic like them, so they always held a disdainful attitude towards vampires. After learning that the elf Sheri was missing, they came to Luo Youyou's door in a rage and shouted at him.

But within a few minutes, their previous impressions were completely overturned. They suddenly realized that they were all frogs in the well, hiding in a place called Laman Island and being arrogant.

Many people hid in their rooms after returning home and dared not go out again. The murderous aura that emanated from Luo Youyou just now still made them feel weak in the knees.

Luo Youyou was still standing there, struggling to control herself. She felt a splitting headache and hugged her head tightly, wishing she could dig her nails into it.

"Youyou, hold on, you can only rely on yourself." Xue Ren's eyes flickered. The Luo Youyou before him overlapped with his past self, and his heart ached.

He had to help her. He couldn't let her wake up after making an irreparable mistake like he did.

Xue Ren's hand hesitated in mid-air. He slowly wrapped his arms around Luo Youyou's body, then tightened his grip, increasing in strength, as if tightening it a little would help her endure the pain.

Luo Youyou felt the force of the blood blade. Miraculously, she calmed down. After a while, she opened her eyes again, and her vision was clear again, as if the danger had never existed.

But in just a moment, those eyes, so beautiful that people dared not look directly at them, were filled with tears. She looked at the bloody blade helplessly, "What should I do?"

Xue Ren pulled Luo Youyou back to her room and sat quietly with her for a while. When she couldn't cry anymore, he slowly spoke, "Youyou, as long as your willpower is strong enough, you won't be afraid of this inner demon."

"Is it really the inner demon?"

"Whether it's your inner demon or some other power, as long as your heart is strong enough, nothing can control your heart. Believe me." Xue Ren narrowed his eyes. His vision gradually lost focus, as if he was far away.

It was really a very far place, so far away that he only remembered the smell of blood and screams for mercy from his relatives, only remembered the body parts torn into pieces by him everywhere, and only remembered the faces he was most familiar with everywhere.

The house he was most familiar with was stained with blood. The ground, the walls, the wisteria-wood guest chairs, the vibrant flowers and green willows of the courtyard, turned into a sea of ​​red after he regained consciousness. His own mouth, his own stomach, all tasted the same familiar smell...

"Brother, why did you come back so early today? The bird's nest that father ordered is not ready yet." A face with a bright smile came up to him. She was wearing a jade-green robe and had her hair tied up in a flowing bun. She looked playful and cute.

He touched the girl's head and said, "The emperor was not feeling well today, so he left the court early. Is Mo'er behaving well?"

"The teacher taught Moer to write, and Moer has learned to write her brother's name." Moer smiled sweetly and took out a piece of paper. On it were three crookedly written characters with a brush - Lu Ziming.

Xue Ren closed his eyes, unable to hide his painful expression. Lu Ziming, he almost forgot this name, and he didn't want to remember it.

The Lu family was a prominent family at that time. His father was the prime minister. He had just resigned from office and was preparing to spend his remaining years at home. Lu Ziming continued to serve the court.

This day was just an ordinary day. Every day when Lu Ziming came home, Lu Moli would cling to him for a while, act coquettishly, and would not leave until Lu Ziming was praised to her satisfaction.

This day was no exception. Lu Moli finally learned Lu Ziming's writing style and went to show off as soon as she saw him come back.

"Wow, Mo'er is so amazing. In some time, she will be even worse than her brother." Lu Ziming looked at his only sister lovingly and praised her as usual.

"That's right, Moer is naturally beautiful and kind-hearted." Lu Moer pouted proudly. She was very happy to be praised, so she went to show off to the servants with the crooked handwriting.

It was still bright outside. Because of the flood, he had been very busy during that period. He finally had some free time and came home a little early, so he went back to his room to take a nap.

He slept very deeply. He felt a bone-chilling pain in his wrist and his body was cold. He wanted to open his eyes, but they seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and could not be opened. He could not even tell whether he was dreaming or reality.

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