The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

Not until the surroundings returned to calm again did Si Qingyu and Ying Tianxing see that the young man was surrounded by golden light.

He shook off all the turtles that approached him and tried to bite his flesh and blood, and broke the chains.

The Dragon King discovered something strange in the dungeon and came to check it out, but he was so shocked by the wrath of an ancient god that came from afar and existed only in legends that his soul was about to be torn apart, and his true form was revealed.

The Dragon King roared towards the sky and rushed towards the seemingly thin young man standing in the middle of the dungeon.

Facing the powerful Jiao clan, with demonic energy surging, the young man remained motionless, standing there expressionlessly, exerting a little strength with his legs and clenching his fists.

When the flying dragon was within reach, he suddenly leaped up, raised his fist high, and faced the dragon head-on.

A moment later, with a bang, his fist hit the dragon's face.

The Dragon King roared in pain, his skull shattered into pieces, and the roar made the surrounding walls tremble continuously.

The young man grabbed the Dragon King's long tail with both hands and swung it away with force. The Dragon King had no control over his body, and its huge head and body smashed heavily on the walls and dome of the dungeon.

Soon, most of the dungeon's walls collapsed, and rubble fell like raindrops, accompanied by dust. The dragon clan and the dragon's allies, the python clan, heard the sound and came.

The young man let go of the lifeless Dragon King that was torn into two pieces, and crushed the Dragon King's inner elixir under the gaze of a group of great monsters.

His action angered all the demon cultivators.

The demon cultivators transformed into their original forms one after another, and their demonic power surged. They surrounded the young boy, gradually blocking the light above his head, and infinite darkness gathered towards him.

kill!kill!kill!

There was only one thought left in his mind: kill!

His nostrils were filled with the indelible smell of blood, and in a trance, he seemed to have killed a highly poisonous snake.

He was poisoned, but he remained awake with his strong willpower. He wanted to leave here alive.

If he was to die, he wanted to die quietly, without being disturbed by any monster. He didn't want to hear any sound anymore.

He wanted to kill all the monsters that stood in his way. He clenched his fists and never stopped smashing down.

Until he threw away the last dead python corpse, he was exhausted and dragged his heavy steps towards the light outside the dungeon.

The remaining little demons looked at the bloody back and dared not to stop him anymore.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally came to a not-so-wide stream. He was shocked when he saw his blood-stained reflection in the river.

In the past, his mother would always dress him in clean clothes, and he had never been so dirty.

But... mother is dead.

The boy bent down and began to wash his face. As he washed, he covered his face and cried bitterly, tears sliding down through his fingers.

Not far away, a few bird demons who had just awakened to wisdom looked at him and chirped, "Who is he? What kind of demon is he? What is he doing here? Why is he crying so sadly?"

The boy kept murmuring, "Who am I? Who am I?"

"Ah!" The boy screamed in pain and then lost consciousness.

Many voices rang in his ears.

"You are my mother's son!"

"This is a bad omen! This is a disaster! It's all your fault!"

"Even if you don't eat or drink for hundreds of years, you won't die! You are the Divine Dragon Bixi!

You were born with godhood. As long as I continue to absorb your divine power, when you become a fallen god, it will be the time for me, the Jiao King, to ascend to immortality!"

Si Qingyu and Ying Tianxing's vision also fell into darkness, and the last thing they heard was the boy's own voice.

He said, "That's it. I don't want to live anymore. Just let it end quietly."

Si Qingyu immediately realized that something was wrong and said quickly, "Second Brother, Third Brother's pain has reached its peak, and his memories are over.

Let's call him together, otherwise, he won't be able to get out, and the three of us will be trapped in this illusion."

Ying Tianxing heard the sound and yelled, "Third brother! Third brother! Chi Baobao, wake up! Hurry up! Your second brother asked you to go home for dinner!"

It really feels like calling souls.

Si Qingyu, whose eardrums were hurt by the shock, said: "..."

Si Qingyu hurriedly stopped Ying Tianxing's ineffective ultrasonic attack, "No, no! You need to use your spiritual sense. He can't hear you if you shout like that!

Or, you can play a song for him, something to wake him up."

"Okay, let's go!" Ying Tianxing took out the flute and played a refreshing song with his eyes closed.

Si Qingyu injected her spiritual power into the twin rings. She saw Chi Baobao falling farther and farther away. She stretched out her hand, but could not pull him back to her.

In the darkness, she heard the echo of the voice that kept repeating, "Who am I? Why am I still alive?"

The next moment, Si Qingyu cut her palm with the force of lightning, and used the blood as a guide to instantly activate all the image stones she had pressed into the formation.

The image stone kept flashing, connecting the retrospective illusion array to the fragment of the image stone, allowing the boy to see his future self.

The light of the twin rings grew stronger and stronger, and the boy heard a light and gentle female voice.

She said, "Your name is Chi Baobao, you are the third disciple of Hua Wuying of Qingjing Peak, your eldest senior brother is Nangong Chiyang, your second senior brother is Ying Tianxing, you are the third, your fourth junior brother is Qianren, and your fifth junior sister is Si Qingyu."

The young boy opened his eyes subconsciously. He saw the younger sister waving a spatula in the kitchen, the eldest brother swinging a kitchen knife, the fourth brother lying on his butt with his butt sticking up and making a fire, and he carried a large rice bowl and placed it on the dining table.

While the master was reading a storybook, he asked him to get this and that, and ordered him around.

When they went to the secret realm together, they had a picnic on the way and later went to eat hot pot. Because they ate too much and had no money to pay the bill, the junior sister took the photo stone and asked them to take a selfie with it against their face, cursing at them.

When it snowed, they built snowmen, had snowball fights, and ate candied haws together.

During the Chinese New Year, they set off fireworks and made dumplings together.

They fought side by side in Mushui Village and entrusted their lives to each other in the secret realm of the competition.

After the eldest senior brother got into trouble, the lonely old man Master Hua went to cover him with a quilt, steam buns for him, and mutter to the kitchen every day.

No matter who is in trouble, they will come together to find a solution, and the master will always support them unconditionally.

That is……

After the junior sister joined the sect, she used the photo stone to record many moments they spent together.

The boy's dull eyes gradually became colorful, and then he heard the voice saying, "Third Brother, who are you? It's up to you to say who you are!"