This rain came a bit urgent, or rather, very strange.

The originally clear sky suddenly sank, and after a while, the rain fell.

First, it dripped and then drizzled, and the raindrops were a little cool, which made people realize that it was already late autumn.

Shang Rongyu looked at Yao Wuyan's right hand holding her tightly, and suddenly smiled, laughing comfortably, and tears flowed out of her eyes.

In the drizzle, she smiled a little wildly.

"Cough cough." Jiang Linghan coughed a few times and said weakly: "Can you pay attention to me first?"

He was now nailed to the wall by the sword, and the true Qi was exhausted by the sword that was as bright as the lightning flash just now. At this time, he was like fish on the chopping board, unable to even struggle.

And his right hand couldn't help but tremble, like a spasm.

When Shang Rongyu heard this, she first pressed against the wall, connected her broken forearm, tied it with a cloth strip, and made her face pale, leaning against the wall, panting.

She turned her head, looked at the evil black fog that had faded, with obvious caution and lingering fear in her eyes, then picked up the dagger on the ground and walked towards her.

She walked up to Jiang Linghan and looked at him, smiling.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" she asked.

"Why kill me?" Jiang Linghan looked up at her, and the weakness and fatigue in his eyes could not be faked.

"Of course it's a killing to silence the mouth." Shang Rongyu coughed softly and wiped the coughed blood with the back of his hand.

Jiang Linghan lowered his head, looked at the palm that was still holding tightly in front of him, and couldn't help frowning, "You are still holding this..."

"ah!"

Before he could finish his words, he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. It turned out that Shang Rongyu suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the long sword that had nailed him.

"Are you afraid of pain?" Shang Rongyu said, shook a sword flower, glanced at the black fog next to him, and swung it away, and the sword came out and shot straight towards him.

Into the fog, silently, the sword entered the fog, silently.

Shang Rong looked at him intently.

Jiang Linghan turned his head and looked at his wounds. He drew out the sword just now, but not much blood was splashed out. When the true qi was exhausted, all he felt was numbness.

Shang Rongyu wrapped the drained palm with cloth and put it away. Then he used a dagger to pick the clothes on his shoulders, sticking to the blood, but it was already black underneath, as if poisoned.

"If you want your arm, you have to clean up all the flesh." She frowned, with disgust in her expression.

And obviously, she didn't plan to help.

Jiang Linghan said: "Give me the dagger."

Shang Rongyu handed it to him casually, and as he looked at him scratching the rotten wound expressionlessly, she wrinkled her face and leaned against the wall beside her.

"What's wrong with her?" Jiang Linghan asked casually. Even though his face was pale and his blood was severely lost, his voice was still very stable.

Shang Rongyu looked at the rainfall flowing from the eaves and said, "The evil spirit is backfiring, and it's almost dead."

Jiang Linghan paused in his hand and couldn't help looking over there.

In the hazy rain, the black fog really existed, just like the ink, but Yao Wuyan's figure could no longer be seen clearly.

His eyes suddenly became more complicated.

He didn't know Yao Wuyan, and it was even the first time he met today. But just now, he was influenced by the other party's charming skills and recalled the past when he was in a trance.

The method of confusing God mostly affects the mind, which may make people sink into the fear of the past, or may be lost in the regrets of the past, which are all direct in the deepest part of a person's heart, allowing you to face it but cannot avoid it.

Jiang Linghan never felt regretful. After so many years, after searching for it without success, he thought he had sealed it and would never touch it again.

But just now, it was like a torrent of a dam breaking, rushing over his thoughts of iron and stone.

When the memory was opened and he returned to that point, he realized that the sealing he thought was just an escape. What's even more ridiculous is that he always thought that his obsession was "Sword of Tides" that his father regretted. He did a lot of homework and plans for this, and even thought it was his own inner demon.

But just now, Jiang Linghan truly knew what his obsession was and what his inner demon was.

He looked at the black fog that was surging in the rain, and what he thought of was the back he saw when he opened his eyes when he was half-sinking and half-awake.

And the words "Senior Sister" that I blurted out.

But she is Yao Wuyan, but why, she seemed to hear someone shouting "Junior Brother"?

Are you calling yourself?

Or did you hear it wrong?

Finally, what I heard was Shang Rongyu's shout. As had been agreed long ago, his sword was the last step to complete the killing game.

Jiang Linghan withdrew his gaze, and inserted the dagger into the flesh and blood on his shoulders and cut it down.

Shang Rongyu, who had been watching him, also looked back at the gaze, looking at the rain in front of him with a faint look.

There may be coincidences in the world, but more of them are created by people, weaving them into a story, trying to make it perfect, so that others can believe it, or, to make others unable to see it forever.

This killing game is a story, a story woven and planned by her.

...

When she learned that another article in "The Legend of the Confucian Art" was in the hands of Yao Wuyan, Shang Rongyu had already had the intention to kill. Because she knew that Yao Wuyan was a great practice of Taohua Jiange, and there was nothing in her hands that could make the other party moved.

Therefore, exchange is impossible, so you can only get rid of the other party to achieve your goal.

It is never easy to investigate a person's life, especially those like Yao Wuyan who have not gone down the mountain for more than 20 years and have almost quit the world.

For this reason, Shangrongyu took a lot of effort and formulated many plans, but in the end, they all gave up because they were not sure enough.

Until, Guanchao Pavilion actually sent the true teachings from the sect to go down the mountain.

As we all know, Guanchao Pavilion is located in Yunmengze, and his disciples will not go down the mountain before the New Year. This time it is abnormal.

Of course, the true teachings of Guanchao Pavilion will not conceal their whereabouts.

Shang Rongyu felt that even God was helping her. When she was paying attention inadvertently, she actually learned a little bit about Jiang Linghan's past.

Therefore, since Jiang Linghan walked out of Yunmengze, her planning has begun.

Her words were true and false. From the moment she met Jiang Linghan, everything was true. Whether it was everything she told the other party, what she wanted to do next, or even the next plan of the Wusheng Sect, as long as the other party agreed to cooperate, she did not hide anything she wanted to know.

Until not long ago, the other party took the pill.

That was indeed the antidote to the mother-child poison here, but she added something to it.

The trigger of illusion requires a medium, and the best medium is hallucination medicine. It can be incense, spice, or ordinary medicine.

Shang Rongyu achieved her goal. When she needed it, Jiang Linghan lost her sense of self-awareness and completely obeyed her instructions.

Although it is only a very short time and fleeting, it is enough.

Jiang Linghan must have thought that this had been agreed upon a long time ago, but he didn't know that the timing was chosen for him.

Shang Rongyu showed a chuckling at the corner of his mouth. It was a benefit, but of course he had to make the best use of everything, either not to do it or to do it to the extreme.

As for the result, as long as you are still alive, it's fine.
Chapter completed!