A magic weapon with a soul embedded in it will inevitably cause the pain of tearing the soul apart.

Time passed little by little, and blood oozed from the corner of Yang Yi's mouth, but he still refused to make a sound.

Until the bell was completely stripped of its consciousness.

"what--!!"

The pain of tearing apart spiritual consciousness is even fearful to immortal cultivators. Yang Yi, a mortal, finally cried out in pain at the last moment.

Yang Yi collapsed on the ground, and the bell appeared in front of everyone.

However, before Su Chanyi could make a move, the bell was suspended above it, and a barrier appeared out of thin air to surround Yang Yi.

Then, from the bell, scenes of memories rushed to Yang Yi who was almost collapsed on the ground.

Those memories poured into his body like running water, while Yang Yi was curled up on the ground, her thin body shaking constantly.

Half a day has passed, and the barrier around the bell has not yet been removed.

Yang Yi, who was on the ground, still looked pale, but now her eyes were lifeless. She was crying and laughing, and finally looked up at the sky, leaving two lines of tears:

"God, why do you torture me like this? Why don't you let me die?"

The memory was still being transmitted, Yang Yi looked at Yao Wanwan, their eyes meeting in the air.

Yao Wanwan originally expected to see regret in Yang Yi, but what she saw was coldness, extreme coldness, and a trace of pain, but there was no regret.

It was as if she was just an object, something I didn't care much about.

Yao Wanwan felt pain in her heart and pointed her sword at Yang Yi. Before she could say anything, she saw a huge spiritual energy coming from a distance.

"What are you doing!"

The spiritual energy protected Yang Yi, but rushed away from Su Chanyi and Yao Wanwan.

Yao Wanwan didn't notice for a moment and was knocked to the ground far away, with a mouthful of blood spurting out of her mouth.

Su Chanyi immediately took out the Suiyuan Cauldron and dispersed the powerful spiritual energy coming towards her, but she still couldn't bear to take a few steps back.

Yao Song's eyes did not linger on the two of them at all, and he flew towards the place where Yang Yi was, but was blocked by the barrier.

Seeing the memories that were still pouring into Yang Yi's body, the visitor kept attacking the barrier with red eyes.

"Yangliu, they are all fake, those are all fake, don't believe it, don't believe it, okay! I beg you, don't believe it."

As arrogant as he is, the head of the five great families, now with scarlet eyes, is constantly attacking the barrier.

It was originally a two-day journey from Sangyu to Sichuan, but Yao Song used a secret method to come there in one day, but he didn't expect it to be too late.

Now, he doesn't look like the head of the family.

His clothes were messy, his eyes were blood red, and he was covered in wounds from attacking the bell barrier. He looked like a madman who had lost his favorite toy.

Seeing Yang Yi's calm eyes, Yao Song was completely panicked and could only keep praying:

"Yang Liu, I am your husband, don't look at me like this..., don't..."

Yang Yi stumbled up, and the barrier moved accordingly.

"Yao Song, you are so cruel. Why didn't you let me die? Why did you let me live? Why...why did I fall in love with you."

Yao Song was startled for a moment, then his face became filled with joy:

"Yang Liu, you said you fell in love with me?"

Yang Yi didn't answer and walked step by step towards the wooden table outside the wooden house, but the barrier was always on her body.

Su Chanyi saw the knife used for carving on the table and quickly waved her hand to swing it down, but Yao Song thought she was going to hurt Yang Yi, and a stronger spiritual energy instantly dispersed the technique.

Su Chanyi secretly thought, "Idiot." Sure enough, she saw Yang Yi picking up the knife.

Only then did Yao Song react.

"Yangliu, what are you going to do, put it down!"

Yang Yi turned around, looked at Yao Song, and shed tears: "Yangliu? Only the general brother can be called Yangliu. Are you worthy..."

Yao Song's eyes were red and his face was full of anger: "I am no better than that mortal! Why are you still thinking about that trash now!"

Yang Yi seemed to have recalled something, with a gentle look on his face: "Yao Song, I really want to go back to when I was young. At that time, my country was still there, my father, the emperor and my queen were also there, and my people. My brother general."

"But..., everything was ruined by you."

Yao Song shook his head: "No, no! It's them, it's all their fault! You just stayed away for a few nights to save me, and those lowly mortals spread the word that you are shameless. Why didn't your parents agree to my marriage proposal? Why did you do it? Promise you to a general, what can he do as a mortal!"

"They deserve to die! They all deserve to die!"

Yang Yi sneered and shook his head:

"You also know the reason. You are obviously an immortal cultivator. Why do you pretend to be a mortal and pretend to be injured to tease me, and secretly cast various spells to prevent me from leaving. Why do you want to ruin my reputation many times. Although I am only a small person in the mortal world. The princess also lived wantonly, but you ruined everything..."

Yao Song looked at the knife in Yang Yi's hand and did not dare to say anything more. He just advised:

"Yang Liu, you love me, you said you are in love with me, let's live a good life from now on, okay? You are the mistress of the Chuanhe Yao family. The world is so big, there is nowhere you can go and what you can't do?"

Yang Yi raised her head, tears falling silently:

"Yao Song, are you worthy? You are not worthy of my love. Although the person I like is a mortal, Wen Neng can hold a pen in the court and give thousands of words of advice. Wu can carry a gun to the battlefield and enjoy a prosperous life. He is praised by the people and can bear the praise of hundreds of officials. The person I like is a great hero to me and my people."

"He promised me to be a couple for the rest of my life. He never married and was looking for me, but you tortured him to death."

"What about you? Why? Why did you massacre my country and kill my parents? Or do you want you to imprison me, give birth to that bastard, and seal my memory? Or, do you want you to be the head of the five major families in the world of immortality? Who are you? It’s ridiculous that we have been together day and night for more than ten years, but the person next to you is actually a hater of the world."

"Yao Song, I hate you. I'm obviously dead. Why did you resurrect me? Why did you make me fall in love with you..."

At the end of the sentence, Yang Yi picked up the knife and stabbed it straight into the heart.

Blood gurgled out, but the barrier still existed.

Yao Song's eyes turned red, and he attacked the barrier over and over again, until finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and a huge amount of spiritual energy hit the barrier.

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