Villain: The memory is exposed, and the heroine risked her life to accompany her

There was a smile on the corner of Jian Suiyun's mouth, and his eyes were gentle as if he was looking at his lover.

Jian Shui'er's complexion was pale, and his whole body felt cold.

'Brother!How could it really be you! '

"Brother! Why can't you think about it, why did you follow the old path of the second uncle?"

The Jane's royal family is favored by the heavens, and the children of the family will basically not be disturbed by the demons.

For tens of thousands of years, only one person in the entire Jane's royal family has been affected by the heart demon.

That is Jian Shui'er's second uncle, Jian Shanhai.

When Jian Shui'er was shocked, Lin Feng, who had been looking at Jian Suiyun for a long time, spoke.

"lead the way."

When the words fell to the ground, Jian Suiyun smiled lightly and praised:

"The Daoist friendliness is worthy of being the talent that I, Jian Suiyun, fancy!"

After saying this, Jian Suiyun walked around twice in the same place like an actor on stage, stretched out his left hand, and walked into the hall first.

Jane followed the clouds step by step, and the red mist lingering in the hall spread out to both sides, revealing a passageway more than three meters wide.

Looking at the red mist, Lin Feng frowned, and a feeling of deja vu surfaced in his heart.

In Jingshan City, Lin Feng saw a kind of blood-red energy in the hands of Cicero.

Although the red mist here is different in form from that bloody energy.

But the feeling it brought to Lin Feng was exactly the same filth.

Lin Feng: "You brought me here on purpose."

Jian Suiyun: "Yes."

Lin Feng frowned even tighter: "Are you going to Luoga City after me?"

Jian Suiyun smiled: "It's the same as what you found out before, I just passed through Luojia City, and I met your sister's good material, it was purely my luck, and I met you, huh, I was even more lucky. "

Having said that, Jian Suiyun seemed to have thought of something, he turned his head to look at Lin Feng:

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to your sister now."

"I've been looking for it for three full years. I finally came across such a piece of raw jade like you. I don't have to devote myself to carving it. I feel a little sorry for you."

Hearing this, all the monks on the ruins of the Tiangong immediately felt their hair stand on end.

Jian Suiyun in the picture only has the cultivation base of the early stage of transformation, and he doesn't have such a strong sense of oppression in terms of strength.

What really moved the monks present was his almost crazy temperament.

He is like a crazy butcher, who regards the brutal killing of pigs and wiping their necks as art.

And the monks who took Lin Feng's perspective naturally put themselves in the position of the slaughtered pigs.

Lin Feng smiled lightly:
"Carve me, you are not qualified."

"Why not? Even if you have the Qingdi Longevity Body, you are only a Nascent Soul cultivator. Facing me who is a whole realm higher than you, how can you resist!"

Jian Suiyun's gentle voice suddenly became high-pitched.

He turned his head to face the depths of the hall, with his hands raised high.

The weird bloody energy centered on him, spread around the hall, and resonated with the red mist.

After a while, the red mist filling the palace began to boil.

In just one breath, the red mist was compressed into liquid blood.

But the strange thing is that the blood did not fall to the ground of the hall.

There seems to be a kind of force field in this space, dragging it, making it float and flow in the air.

At the same time, the palace without the cover of the red mist also revealed its true appearance.

On the surrounding walls are exposed a series of red-faced murals.

The simple and solemn altar stands in the center of the hall.

Seeing that altar, Jian Shui'er was shocked!

She had seen this altar before, it was in the royal capital of the Dayan Empire, in the ancestral temple of her Jian family.

The altar in Jian's ancestral temple.

It was established by Jian Shui'er's father, Jian Chengtian, who came back from a trip and ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.

Jian Chengtian said that altars have the ability to communicate with ancestors.

When every descendant of the Jian royal family hits the innate realm, they are eligible to stand on the altar and receive gifts from their ancestors.

'How could the ancestor altar appear in the hall of the Hehuan Sect? '

"Even if my elder brother followed the old path of the second uncle, entered the way of the devil, and worked with the evil cultivators of the Acacia Sect.He wouldn't build an ancestral altar here either! '

'Isn't this ancestral altar only available to people with my bloodline?For those evil cultivators of the Hehuan Sect, this altar is useless at all! '

When thinking of this, Jian Shui'er's mind exploded with thunder!

A guess that she herself could not accept appeared.

'Could it be that my father lied to me? Does the altar of ancestors have other functions! '

'Moreover, this function is also related to the sculpting that my brother mentioned before! '

'No!impossible!How could the ancestor altar be such an evil thing! '

'It must not be like this, I'm going to parse it, I'm going to see it clearly! '

Jian Shui'er's gaze was fixed on the ancestral altar in the picture.

She carefully looked at the formation runes on the altar, trying to figure out the function of the altar!

But after watching for a while, Jian Shui'er, the second formation master in the world, didn't notice any signs of it.

……

In the picture, Jian Suiyun turned his head.

At this moment, the ferocity on his face turned into affectionate tenderness again.

He pointed to the altar in the center of the hall, and said to Lin Feng:
"Stand up by yourself. My movements are very gentle. You won't feel the slightest pain. After you wake up, you can use the gift I prepared for you."

Jian Suiyun clapped his hands, bloody energy rose, and Xiao Lin Chuxue, whose limbs were sealed, was hung above the altar.

Jian Suiyun looked at Xiao Lin Chuxue who was tied up with blood, and licked his lips:
"The blood of the survivors of Taoyuan has the ability to communicate with the formation of the realm. If you eat the power of her blood, your sensitivity to the sea of ​​blood will be countless times that of mine!"

"However, you don't have to have psychological pressure. After all, you are a person with the Qingdi Longevity Body. It is not humiliating to entrust this kind of blood power to you."

"What do you think, you little brat who escaped from Cicero!"

Jian Suiyun's expression suddenly changed, becoming extremely violent!
"You! Stand up for me!"

As soon as the voice fell to the ground, a giant blood-colored hand appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Xiao Lin Chuxue who was hanging in the air!
The meaning of threat is beyond words!
Xiaolin Chuxue, who was weeping and suppressed her fear and remained silent, couldn't hold back anymore.

"Brother! Save me! Save me!"

Lin Feng's face turned cold, and his killing intent boiled over.

He dodged and rushed to Xiaolin Chuxue's side.

Swish.

The long sword in Lin Feng's hand slashed towards the bloody giant hand holding Xiao Lin Chuxue.

Clang!
The wooden sword intersected with the bloody giant hand, and the sound of gold and iron erupted.

Jian Suiyun snorted: "Have you mastered the sword intent? Is this your confidence?"

"It's a pity! It's not enough!"

The moment the words fell to the ground, Jian Suiyun transformed into a blood mist and covered Lin Feng.

Entangled in the blood mist, Lin Feng's movement of swinging the sword instantly became sluggish, getting slower and slower.

At the same time, Jian Suiyun's voice also appeared in Lin Feng's mind.

ps: Is this broken chapter powerful?