After she entered the book, she just wanted to live with her

The fishy smell of the surging blood pool suddenly solidified in Shen Daixing's nasal cavity, and thousands of pieces of broken glass exploded in front of her eyes.

She saw the Demon Palace from three hundred years ago, bathed in moonlight. The pink-colored Lingxue clutched the corner of her black robe with dragon pattern, and her dragon-scale hairpin trembled slightly on her goat-horn bun.

"Daddy!" The little girl's voice was filled with the sweet aroma of osmanthus wine. She stood on tiptoe to reach the sword at her father's waist. "Xue'er wants to learn the art of flying!"

The picture suddenly twisted into a bloody color.

The veins on Ling Dai's sword-holding hand bulged as the tip of Longyuan Sword pierced through the girl's thin shoulder blade, and the splashing blood condensed into ice crystals in the moonlight.

The gouged dragon scales glowed blue in the moonlight.

Fifteen-year-old Ling Xue knelt among the broken jades, the hem of her silk skirt blossomed with sad and beautiful frost flowers, and her tears rolled down and instantly turned into blue pearls, falling to the ground with a ding-dong sound.

"Why..." The girl's broken voice was torn into pieces by the wind.

The memory fragments were suddenly eroded by the black fog.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, Shen Daixing saw the nine heads of the Nine Infants lurking behind Ling Dai, with foul-smelling saliva dripping onto the jade crown.

Above Jiuying, Lin Ruoxue's scarlet sleeves rustled, and a satisfied yet cruel smile was on the corner of her lips.

It turned out that the so-called father-daughter rift was actually a trap carefully woven by Lin Ruoxue.

"Beware!"

Gu Cheng's exclamation brought Shen Daixing back to reality.

The bone spurs that exploded on Lin Ruoxue's spine emitted a dark green poisonous light, and the white bone flowers that bloomed from her tail vertebrae actually grew into human faces, and thousands of distorted faces screamed in unison.

The dragon scales adorning the skull hairpin on her temples suddenly turned into sharp blades, carrying a fishy wind and going straight for Shen Daixing's throat.

At the critical moment, the imperial magic pen suddenly appeared to protect its master and transformed into twelve gilded bone nails.

The mantra of rebirth wrapped around the nail body collided with the dragon scale blade, emitting dazzling sparks.

Shen Daixing took the opportunity to hold Ali and rolled to the edge of the altar. The soul-devouring pattern on the back of the neck of the little mirror spirit in her arms was oozing black blood with golden sand.

Ling Xue's remaining voice echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness, "The Heart Scale can purify..."

Only a vague remnant of her soul remained.

Shen Daixing hurriedly put the hot scales on A Li's chest.

When the dragon scales encountered the evil spirit, they suddenly let out a clear dragon roar. The small characters on the inside turned into golden threads and moved around, weaving intricate pure lotus patterns on Ali's pale skin.

The little mirror spirit's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a moon-like halo appeared in the depths of her pupils.

At this moment, Gu Cheng's muffled groan pierced the chaos.

Lin Ruoxue's five fingers formed into claws and clasped Gu Cheng's shoulders. When the bone spur pierced through the scapula, it brought up a golden blood mist.

"You dare to hurt me?" Gu Cheng was angry, and sprayed a blood mist mixed with golden light on the Soul Binding Chain. The chain immediately turned into a red-gold dragon and entangled Jiuying's tail vertebrae.

"Do you think you can trap me like this?" Scales grew wildly on Lin Ruoxue's face, and black blood oozed from the teardrop mole at the end of her eye. "This body has long been separated from Jiuying..."

The black ice on the dome exploded.

The vengeful spirit that crawled out of the blood pool suddenly changed direction and began to bite and gnaw at the evil energy around Lin Ruoxue.

Shen Daixing was shocked to find that the heart-protecting scales in her hand were getting hot. The dragon essence sealed in the triangular formation on the altar was controlling these resentful souls.

"It's now!"

The remaining soul of Ling Xue in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly burned, carrying Shen Daixing and flying towards the center of the altar.

The moment the Azure Dragon relief opened its eyes, the starlight descending from the dome and the yin energy of the earth's veins twisted into a net that pinned the Nine Infants to the center of the Rebirth Formation.

Lin Ruoxue let out an inhuman roar, and the hairpins in her hair broke into pieces.

The souls she devoured poured out from her seven orifices and turned into fireflies all over the sky amid the dragon's roar.

When the last dragon scale peeled off Lin Ruoxue's heart, Ling Dai's shadow reached out to catch the falling Ling Xue.

"Dad..." Lin Ruoxue's face was covered with demonic patterns as she stared blankly at the scene.

Gu Cheng suddenly covered his heart and knelt on one knee, and a blue-gray poisonous mist rose from the wound on his left shoulder.

Ali hurriedly conjured up the Taixu Samsara Mirror to shine on the wound, but the person reflected in the mirror was not Gu Cheng, but Gu Yuyuan.

There is a golden and dark blue mark between the eyebrows, and when the wide sleeves are rolled up, they bring up the remaining petals of the Yellow Springs Red Spider Lily.

"Lord of the Underworld..." Ali was so frightened that he dropped the mirror.

The Taixu Samsara Mirror suddenly floated in the air, and the shadow that floated out of the mirror raised its hand and touched Gu Cheng's brow. The Nine Infants' venom was struggling to be extracted like a living thing.

Shen Daixing looked at Gu Yuyuan's stern face and felt both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Great Demon... Lord of the Underworld," Gu Cheng blurted out the name but changed it, "I was just careless and didn't dodge!"

"Shut up!" The shadowy figure sealed his mute point with a snap of his fingers. Turning to look at Shen Daixing, the thousand-year-old frost in his eyes actually rippled. "Is the Heart Scale still hot?"

Only then did Shen Daixing discover that the dragon scales on the palm of her hand had embedded into her flesh at some point, and winding blood lines were flowing along the patterns of the altar.

As blood soaked the last rune, a deafening heartbeat echoed from beneath the ground.

The entire altar began to flip over, revealing the true body of the Nine Infants sleeping in the cold jade coffin below.

The shadow suddenly solidified a bit, and the dark sleeves rolled over her waist, and a cold fragrance filled her nose: "Bao Yuan Shou Yi, I will teach you the Nine Netherworld Fire..."

Before he could finish his words, the venom that had been stripped from Jiuying suddenly gathered into sharp arrows and shot towards him.

Shen Daixing instinctively turned around to block, but was pulled into an embrace with a cold fragrance by the wide black sleeves.

She heard the dull sound of the sharp blade penetrating into the soul, turned around and saw Lin Ruoxue's pale face.

Gu Yuyuan waved his sleeve and knocked the sharp arrow back.

"How did you..."

"Shh." He pressed his fingers against her lips. An emotion she couldn't understand flashed in Gu Yuyuan's eyes. She heard a sigh that was almost a whisper: "From now on, it'll be my turn to come to you."

The words stopped abruptly.

A spell of magic began to flow into Shen Daixing's spirit platform. Just as she was about to ask further questions, the altar suddenly made a shattering sound.

Before being blown away by the air wave, he vaguely saw Gu Yuyuan's shadow turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the mirror.

Sporadic light leaked through the broken altar dome, making Ling Dai's translucent shadow look like an ice sculpture.

Ling Dai's black clothes fluttered like dark clouds in the strong wind, and his residual soul reflected the snow marks between his eyebrows that had not disappeared for a thousand years.

"A thousand years ago..." His voice fell to the ground wrapped in icy spikes, and the bone spurs on Lin Ruoxue's back suddenly made a crisp sound like shattering porcelain. "You plotted against my father and me, and then took advantage of the battle between immortals and demons three hundred years ago to kill me. Now you are like this, it can be considered karma."

"Oh, you were your prey in the past, and now I am your prisoner. Are you very proud now?" The magic pattern blossomed into a blood-red mandala at the corner of Lin Ruoxue's eyes.

"Your mother, Shion, and I have never crossed any line, and you are not my child."

"Impossible! If it weren't for you, why would my mother die of depression!" The right hand that was eroded by Jiuying has grown scales and is now digging into the crevice of the stone.

Lin Ruoxue's body continued to twist under the erosion of Jiuying, and the bone spurs on her back grew hideously.

"Your mother died of depression because she was too obsessed." Ling Dai's voice was cold, as if he was stating an ordinary fact.

"You're talking nonsense!" Lin Ruoxue's voice was sharp and piercing, and the devilish patterns in her eyes almost overflowed from her eye sockets. "You killed my mother!"