Soul bound

And the real master who caused all this is lazily leaning on the other side of the couch, playing with the jade that does not exist in his hand-it is a fake jade made of magic energy, and there are faint lines on it, like It is engraved with the word "Shen".

His eyes seemed to be dizzy with a layer of warm light, and there seemed to be three points of tenderness in his fingers.

When Lu Chilin opened his eyes, he saw such a scene.

Shen Chuan and Lu Jiuyuan have two completely different personalities, but at this moment, his expression unexpectedly overlapped with this body.

He moved his arms and half-raised his body.The iron chains on his feet collided with each other due to his movements, making crisp sounds.Hearing the sound, Shen Chuan glanced at him, and the previous tenderness was completely covered up by him.

"You slept a long time," he said.

Lu Chilin looked at him leisurely without answering.

"Have you seen Cen Ming?" He asked again.

Before Lu Chilin could answer, he smiled to himself again, and continued: "You gave me this piece of jade."

Lu Chilin knew that "you" did not refer to him.

There seemed to be a storm in that spiritual sea.The long wind blows straight in and destroys the dead. If there is a sailing ship, it must have been swept down to the bottom of the sea long ago, and it is so broken that I don't know where it will go.

Lu Chi Lin Xin said, it turns out that your mood can also be shaken.

Cen Ming seemed to sense his thoughts, and waved his hand to suppress the wind.

"Back then you said that you put in a lot of effort, but in fact, my heart was really full of joy." Shen Chuan leaned forward and looked into Lu Chilin's eyes, as if he wanted to see through this skin, Seeing the soul of an old friend hidden inside, "I've been thinking, if we..."

He suddenly changed the subject again: "But I broke it."

Lu Chilin didn't know how to answer. He thought that Shen Chuan didn't need his answer anyway, so he simply shut up and ignored him.But Cen Ming, who was sitting quietly in the spiritual sea, said, "This is an opportunity."

He had to hesitate for a while, and said lightly: "It can be repaired if it is broken."

Shen Chuan shook his head: "That's not the original one."

Lu Chilin turned his head and looked at the chain on his feet, wondering when such a day would end.

He wanted to find an excuse to follow up with Shen Chuan's words, but he didn't want the demon master Yin Qing to suddenly explode and grab his neck with one hand.

His back hit the bed, and it felt like his internal organs were about to shift.

There was a fierce light in Shen Chuan's eyes, he gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice: "What exactly are you and Cen Ming planning?"

Lu Chilin thought, of course he was planning to kill you.

But on the surface, he still shook his head with difficulty, and uttered a broken syllable: "No... yes..."

The hand that was pinning his neck seemed to have brought a mighty force, and it didn't take long for his face to turn red and his breathing to be difficult.

Shen Chuan pressed down on him fiercely, but his eyes gradually showed a bit of satisfaction.

I heard earlier that the Demon Lord has always had such a temperament, perverse and treacherous.Seeing it now is far better than rumors.It's really a perfect...

abnormal.

He looked at Shen Chuan who was close at hand, and even he was gradually blurred in his realization.Cen Ming's voice flashed in his mind again: "It's this time!"

When his consciousness was about to fade away, Lu Chilin finally gathered a wave of spiritual power and hit Shen Chuan's flank.

But the latter had already noticed it a long time ago, and the moment he made a move, he lifted himself off his body and fell to the side of the couch to stand still.

Lu Chilin missed the first move, but he couldn't gather the second move.

That chain not only sealed his actions, but also most of his spiritual power.

But it is enough.

Shen Chuan looked at him with disdain, as if mocking his overreaching.

Lu Chilin held his neck and coughed a few times, panting again, finally letting himself catch his breath.He raised his eyelids, revealing a pair of red eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth at Shen Chuan, and also smiled.

Shen Chuan didn't know why at first, and then he suddenly realized that he was a few feet away—the place where he was standing was already covered with a layer of frost, and he was afraid that he would touch the hem of his clothes in a while.

But that's not enough.

He landed on the ground, and his feet stuck in place as if they were absorbed.The previous layer of ice quickly licked his body and quickly climbed up his lower body.

Naturally, Shen Chuan was not someone who would just sit and wait for death, he almost released his devilish energy in an instant, trying to melt the ice like a scorching fire.

However, the next moment, he felt an itching on his neck, a stagnation of the spiritual veins in his body, and all the magic powers were on the verge of failure, and he was lingering under the ice like a dying person.

He turned his gaze to Lu Chilin, but he saw Lu Chilin walking towards him dragging the iron chain.

He walked slowly, and his steps were extremely light.One hand is placed in front of the body, and the other hand hangs naturally by the side.

He recognized the movement, and he recognized the eyes.

"Cen Ming—" He was unwilling to call that person's name in a hoarse voice.

Cen Ming, who occupied Lu Chilin's body, smiled gently, and said softly, "Well, it's me."

A small insect flew out from the back of his neck, landed on Cen Ming's fingertips, and melted into his flesh.

Shen Chuan suddenly understood that maybe when he brought Cen Ming back, or maybe earlier in the mid-air of Linxue Hall, that person set him up.

"Why don't you let me go!" he shouted, trying to grab Cen Ming's face with his claws.

He didn't know why Cen Ming still treated him like this.Obviously hundreds of years have passed, obviously Cen Ming has been dead for a long time, and obviously the monks here are not the group he knew long ago.Why, why do you still have to fight against him.Why still refuse to stand by his side!

The latter didn't dodge either, but just stared fixedly at the hand that stopped in front of him, and said softly: "It must be that I won't let you go..."

I don't want to let you go.Cen Ming swallowed the second half of the sentence into his mouth and buried it in his consciousness.

He raised his hand and squeezed a formula.A little halo appeared in the hand, and gradually gathered into a circular magic circle the size of a heart.

He pushed his hand and sent the magic circle into Shen Chuan's chest.

"What is this!" Shen Chuan roared.

Cen Ming didn't speak, watching him struggling into the darkness, and fell limply to the ground.

In an instant, a gust of wind surged, and Cen Ming's spiritual power burst out of his body, sweeping across the stone room like a blade, cutting off the iron chain.

He roughly wiped off the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and picked up Lu Jiuyuan who had fallen on the ground.He opened and closed his eyes, and then switched back to Lu Chilin.

"How to get to Luoxia Mountain." Lu Chilin asked.

Cen Ming in the spiritual sea vomited a mouthful of blood, and red plum blossoms bloomed on the snow-white ground.He wiped the blood from his face, and injected a burst of spiritual power into his soul body.

After a while, he said, "Southeast direction."

Lu Chilin carefully carried Lu Jiuyuan on his back, opened the door and walked into the interlocking stone paths.