Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Chapter 512 The days of being a pendant for the holy monk 33

A series of echoes sounded in the empty cave, but there was no response from the Demon Lord.

He Shichen did not bring a knife. When he raised his hand, a faint Buddha light flashed on his five fingers.

The Buddha's light fell, and the monk stabbed his own chest with his hand.

He Shichen's face instantly turned pale, but there was no sign of pain. He handed over his hand, which was stained with blood, and brought it tremblingly to Yun Chen's lips.

Life began to pass quickly. He Shichen held on to a glimmer of clarity, but Yun Chen still didn't wake up.

why?

Why don't you wake up?

Even I can't cure him...

He Shichen squeezed his hand helplessly, even feeding some of his crushed heart. He wiped the blood on his lips with his sleeves, and repeated with a trembling cry: "Yun Chen, don't blame me, don't Blame me..."

When He Shichen fell, his chest suddenly became a bloody hole.

Before losing consciousness, he finally waited until Yun Chen opened his eyes. The Demon Lord regained his strength and stood up, staring blankly at himself on the ground.

He Shichen looked at him for a moment, and his vision began to blur.

The voice in his ears gradually became ethereal and distant, but he could really hear Yun Chen crying and calling his name over and over again.

He Shichen wanted to raise his hand and touch his hair, tell him that he would wake up again, and ask him not to cry.

But the next moment, I knew nothing.

[Ding, He Shichen’s strategy value is +1, and the current strategy value is 98]

When He Shichen woke up again, he had returned to the Demon Palace from the cave.

He was alone here lying on the bed.There are still blood marks on his chest, but the wounds have healed.

He Shichen: "Yun Chen?"

The monk stood up and searched around anxiously, and finally came to a palace.

Xu Jiang and Mu Feiyi were both there.

Xu Jiang turned around and saw He Shichen, his voice was slightly hoarse and he said, "You're here."

He Shichen: "How is Yun Chen?"

Xu Jiang moved away from the bed.

Yun Chen lay on it and fell asleep, but his sleep was not stable at all. His brows were furrowed, as if he was in great pain.

His limbs were trapped by Mu Feiyi's spiritual power. It looked like he had struggled many times, and there were many signs of damage around the bed.

Xu Jiang's eyes were red and he had obviously cried. He explained to He Shichen: "We arrived after receiving the message. You are not breathing. He was trapped in the illusion by his inner demons."

He Shichen was stunned when he heard this: "Inner demon..."

Mu Feiyi finally couldn't hold it anymore, tugged on his collar and said bitterly: "It's not because of you! When we arrived, he hugged you, cried and said that you were dead and begged us to save you... You knew that the master had died. In front of him, can't you stay away from death?"

Mu Feiyi knew that the monk was saving his senior brother.

But seeing Yun Chen trapped in the illusion and suffering, no matter how he looked at the monk, he couldn't like it.

He Shichen pursed his lips tightly and kept his gaze on Yun Chen: "I'll go find him and bring him back."

There are restrictions on the inner demon illusion, but He Shichen can enter.

Xu Jiang's eyes darkened slightly when he looked at He Shichen, and finally he said, "The inner demon illusion realm has special restrictions, and you can't enter even if you have Buddha bones."

Before his junior brother passed out, he already knew that he was going to be trapped by his inner demons.

Yun Chen held his arm weakly and said that He Shichen's Buddha bones were gradually disappearing, and he was afraid that he would no longer be able to break through the restrictions at will. He repeatedly told Xu Jiang to tell him this.

After Xu Jiang returned with the monk, he found that He Shichen's flesh and blood rebirth was extremely slow.

It was he who used low-level spiritual treasures to form a formation that saved He Shichen's life.

Mu Feiyi was angry, but he followed Yun Chen's instructions and said to He Shichen: "No one can break through the restriction of the inner demon, not even you. Just wait with us."

He Shichen didn't listen. He sat beside the bed and held Yun Chen's cold hand.

Xu Jiang didn't stop him, waiting for him to give up after being blocked, but he was surprised to see the monk swayed, closed his eyes and fell next to Yun Chen.

Mu Feiyi gasped and widened his eyes: "He went in?!"

Mu Feiyi came over and used his spiritual power to check and confirmed that He Shichen's soul had really entered the illusion: "Don't he have no Buddha bones? Why can he still go in?"

Xu Jiang was stunned for a while before he recovered from the shock: "Probably..."

The inner demon restriction is indeed special.

But if the person who wants to enter is himself the source of inner demons, the restriction will be in vain.

It turns out that his junior brother’s inner demon is not only his master.At some point, there was another monk...

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He Shichen didn't know how to enter the illusion, but as soon as his mind moved, a white light shone before his eyes.

After the light faded, the surrounding scene changed, and it was back to the fairy mountain of Xuanyin Sect thousands of years ago.

He Shichen quickly realized what was going to happen here, and his heart tightened and throbbed violently.

What was supposed to happen still happened.

He Shichen's ears suddenly heard heartbreaking cries. Through the white mist, he saw a young man dressed in white, kneeling on the ground and picking up Chu Xuanyin who was covered in blood, crying over and over again, begging him to wake up.

The cry was so sad that it crushed He Shichen's heart bit by bit.

He broke through the white mist and ran over, wanting to take the desperate boy into his arms and comfort him.

But when He Shichen came to Yun Chen, he was separated by an invisible barrier...

He Shichen called him: "Yun Chen."

The young man couldn't hear his call, so he begged the master desperately and helplessly to open his eyes.

Soon, there was a burst of noise from the bottom of the mountain, and vaguely heard discussions that slandered Chu Xuanyin.

Harsh words such as pretending to be noble, guarding and stealing, coveting the magic sword for a long time but fearing backlash due to being unable to control it, etc. came into my ears.

He Shichen's hand was burned by the barrier, but he continued to stick to it without feeling any pain. He shouted anxiously: "No, don't listen to that, Yun Chen..."

He Shichen saw that the young man's expression slowly changed.

He hugged Chu Xuanyin's body tightly, and when he looked down the mountain, the despair in his eyes turned into hatred and unwillingness.

The young man's eyes gradually became firm and unshakable. He slowly stood up and raised his fingers.

Chu Xuanyin's dead body stood up again, standing on the Victory Evil Spirit Sword.

The spirit sword seemed to sense what Yun Chen was going to do, and held Chu Xuanyin's body firmly, letting out mournful screams...

The young man's white clothes were stained with blood, and he stretched out his hand to hold the sun-shielding magic sword.

The moment he held it, he spit out a mouthful of blood, but he flew up decisively, and in front of all the monks, pierced the master's heart with a sword.

He Shichen could do nothing but watch the young man swallow blood, severely injure his fellow disciples with his sword, and finally leave with his sword.

He Shichen couldn't break through the barrier and knelt on the ground, tears falling uncontrollably: "Yun Chen..."

After the tears fell on the rock, the surrounding scene changed again.

He Shichen suddenly raised his head and came to his monk's residence on Wenmin Mountain.

He saw himself.

He saw himself in Yun Chen's inner demons.

He took back the beads from the Demon Lord and escaped down the mountain in the moonlight...

In the monk's room, the Demon Lord was stunned for a long time, then suddenly smiled bitterly, covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He Shichen's heart stung violently: "Yun Chen..."

He never thought that his escape would hurt him so deeply.

He Shichen endured the heartache and raised his hand in a daze, trying to wipe his tears through the barrier.

This time, he didn't encounter any obstruction and penetrated directly through the barrier.

He Shichen's pupils shrank rapidly and his heart skipped a beat. He ran towards the monk's house in embarrassment. He tightly grasped the edge of the wooden door and pulled out: "Yun Chen!"

[Ding, He Shichen’s strategy value is +1, and the current strategy value is 99]

I am back.

I won't run away or leave you for even one step.

Yun Chen, let me take you home...