Yulu colleagues: Shangyuan Ling

Yanyou watched Feng Li bring out a bowl of blood from the inner hall, frowned and clenched his fists, and rushed into the inner hall aggressively.

In the inner hall, Runyu was sitting in front of the desk before putting on his clothes. Seeing him, his face was calm: "What? Is it true that the grounding I punished you for is not working?"

Yanyou looked at the sharp sword of Nanlingxuan ice layer on the desk, frowned, sat down, and looked at him quietly: "After all, Ah Ye howls at my enchantment every day, just like It's like weeping for me. Here again today, I almost fainted from crying."

When Runyu heard the words, she just picked up the pen and began to correct the memorial, and replied casually: "This seat will teach him."

Silent for a long time.

Yanyou sighed deeply: "Is it really possible to use this method?"

The hand holding the pen paused: "Okay."

The answer was decisive, without any dullness.

Yanyou was taken aback for a moment, then sighed again: "Using your heart and blood as a sacrifice is not the way."

Kuang Lu's three strands of soul are locked in the soul lamp as a sacrifice for the day, and there is no other way to break the soul lamp.Runyu looked up the ancient books, only to know that the soul-inducing lamp can devour the immortal soul, and only with more nourishing things can the soul-inducing lamp be attracted.Therefore, Runyu used her heart and soul every day as an introduction to protect Kuang Lu's three strands of soul, and it has been three months.In human terms, it has been three years.

"You can't hold it."

But Runyu smiled: "Why? Do you think my cultivation is not enough? How about you as an introduction?"

Yanyou quickly waved his hand: "Forget it! If Xiao Luzhu wakes up and hears me treating her like this, she might follow me. At that time, you must be chasing and killing me from all over the world. And , with my cultivation base, I am afraid that within a year or so, I will die of blood, hehe, I can't afford it, I can't afford it."

"Then shut up." Runyu said softly, still correcting the memorial.

After another long time, Yanyou asked: "But, apart from this sacrifice of heart and soul, what is the next step?"

Runyu didn't answer.

Yanyou sighed and stood up: "I'm afraid even you don't know how to do it yourself?"

Runyu watched the ink drop from the tip of the pen fall on the jade table, spreading like dirty spots.

Seeing him like this, Yanyou finally couldn't bear it and walked away.

The hall was silent.

Runyu looked at the ink dot, and suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his heart. He covered his mouth, and the blood flowed out from between his fingers.

For a long time, only he sighed in the hall.

"At least, for a long time, I have a thought."

ps - chatting.

When the National People's Congress grew up, I didn't feel that being insane is the greatest tragedy.

(At least the big dragon can't go crazy now, it's not even more desperate)

When you lose what you love, at least you have something else to hold you back.

Actually...I'm also a career fan hahahahahahaha