Yuan Shouyi, trapped in the brocade bag, did not die, but his pain was worse than death.
Song Yuan avoided Yuan Shouyi's weak points with every bite, biting off his flesh piece by piece and swallowing it into his stomach.
At this time, Yuan Shouyi's skin had already been peeled off by Song Yuan, and his meridians and blood-red flesh were shocking, but there was no third witness.
The rabbit demon in the brocade bag had already been fished out by Shen Jingyuan and released back to the foot of Chongming Mountain.
Even without the demon pill, the rabbit demon's mind could not be corrupted.
Just honestly start practicing again.
But without the little rabbit demon watching by his side, Song Yuan no longer had the heart to restrain himself.
I take a bite almost every few minutes.
At the beginning, Yuan Shouyi still tried to incite Song Yuan to rebel.
After all, it was Shen Jingyuan who dug up the demon pill. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor. He did not force Shen Jingyuan to do so.
But how could Song Yuan, who had already lost his demon pill and had nowhere to find compensation, listen to this?
He only knew that every piece of flesh on Yuan Shouyi's body carried the aura of his demonic power, even though the demon pill had been refined thoroughly.
But this is his demonic power, even if it is turned into ashes, he can still distinguish it.
“Kill me…”
Yuan Shouyi couldn't count how many times he had whispered this. He no longer held any hope and only wished for a quick death.
But Song Yuan, who was trapped by Yuan Shouyi, was like a deaf person, and responded to Yuan Shouyi with the same ruthless biting.
Only empty frames were left of the two arms, with ruptured blood vessels and blood dripping down the bones.
The cold and slightly fishy snake head pressed tightly against Yuan Shouyi's neck, biting the flesh on his shoulder slowly but fiercely.
The severe pain made Yuan Shouyi constantly waver between coma and wakefulness.
Song Yuan remembered Shen Jingyuan's instructions and did not bite off Yuan Shouyi's throat directly. Instead, he planned to execute Yuan Shouyi by slow slicing.
Shen Jingyuan was not completely ignorant of the situation in the brocade bag.
The night before last.
After losing his first arm, he heard Yuan Shouyi's hysterical abuse in the brocade bag.
After the verbal abuse, there was another round of self-excuse.
"Chen Jingyuan, what do you know? Without me, your mother will die, and all the monsters in the world will die too."
"Their existence is against the will of heaven. If you can't protect them, you'll only be an accomplice!"
"You are even the culprit who killed them, Shen Jingyuan, you will not have an easy time."
"Your ending has long been predetermined. Just wait, Shen Jingyuan, you will definitely regret it."
"Don't you want to know why I kill all the monsters?"
As if Yuan Shouyi had some leverage over Shen Jingyuan, he spoke again with a mocking tone: "The secret is in the main hall."
"It doesn't matter if you can't find it. Time will give you the answer and let you know that any demon is born to bewitch others!"
Yuan Shouyi was no different from a madman at this time. His words were fierce and his tone was full of anger and unwillingness.
But Yuan Shouyi didn't hold his nerve for long, as Song Yuan's fangs once again ruthlessly sank into his flesh.
Then, the snake's head raised slightly.
The cry of pain escaped from Yuan Shouyi's mouth again.
“This is all God’s will. It’s God’s will. Shen Jingyuan, you will regret it.”
Yuan Shouyi endured the severe pain and spoke again, not caring at all whether Shen Jingyuan outside the brocade bag could really hear him.
Shen Jingyuan stood on the main hall where Yuan Shouyi was sitting, and ignored Yuan Shouyi's words.
The entire main hall is not luxurious.
It was completely empty, not even a single valuable item could be found.
The spiritual power began to explore around the hall. He wanted to see what secrets were here.
After half an incense stick.
A point of light stopped.
The scattered spiritual power quickly gathered together to form a small and bright circle of light.
Shen Jingyuan moved without any hesitation and came to the position where the aperture stopped.
She was Yuan Shouyi's inner chamber.
Shen Jingyuan paused, then stepped in firmly.
The furnishings in the inner room were no different from those in ordinary places.
However, there were dozens of broken peach wood swords placed in the room, and the bookshelf was filled with sword manuals.
The light continued to guide once again the moment Shen Jingyuan came in.
Stopped on the bookshelf.
Shen Jingyuan looked at the entire set of skills in front of him and raised his hand.
Driven by spiritual power, the book floated in the air and began to turn pages on its own.
Just when Shen Jingyuan was about to find a needle in a haystack, he saw the light circle anxiously circling in the air several times and then stopped on the shelf again.
After realizing something, Shen Jingyuan took a general look at the books on the bookshelf.
Surprisingly, these contents are very normal and not unorthodox.
Shen Jingyuan waved his hand casually again, but he was a little careful and did not damage the books, but let them fall on the wooden table in the room.
Although Yuan Shouyi was wrong, these skills are beneficial to people.
Thinking of the group of young men who came down the mountain to train, Shen Jingyuan had a plan.
only……
Looking at the bookshelf in front of him, the first thing Shen Jingyuan thought of was the darkroom.
Finding an agency is not a difficult thing.
What's more, this mechanism is too obvious.
Shen Jingyuan looked at the only book in front of him that had not been put on the shelf. He put his hand down steadily and then turned it tentatively.
With a "click".
A drawer-like compartment popped out.
Shen Jingyuan stepped forward.
After opening it, there were only a few letters inside.
Shen Jingyuan's brows knitted together again.
Could there be someone else who is the ultimate beneficiary?
Yuan Shouyi was just a pawn behind that man.
The next second, Shen Jingyuan dismissed the idea. Most of those demon pills were refined and absorbed by Yuan Shouyi while he was watching them. There was no way they were fake.
Shen Jingyuan unfolded the letter in his hand while thinking.
Discovered the secret that Yuan Shouyi mentioned.
Yuan Shouyi tried so hard to catch the monster and get the secret of the monster pill, but it turned out to be because of these absurd letters.
What is against heaven's will? Monsters deserve to die.
What if you kill all the monsters in the world, you can become an immortal.
Shen Jingyuan's hands trembled even more violently in an instant, and his emotions inevitably became excited.
This is ridiculous!
Obviously, Shen Jingyuan didn't believe it.
Shen Jingyuan came out of the tower again and returned to the main hall, a place that he usually hated.
The last letter was three months ago.
At the end, it also says that in three months, I will come to help those who are destined to receive it.
Shen Jingyuan sneered repeatedly.
He wanted to see what this person who called himself the Way of Heaven was!
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