Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

Liu Ruyan was confused and was stunned for a long time, then she said: "Could it be that the rumors are false..."

Song Ci narrowed his eyes and had a strange expression on his face: "What else do you think?"

What's going on in this woman's head?

Witness the murder of your husband?

Can you believe this kind of thing?

Liu Ruyan's pretty face was pale, her whole face was full of fear, her mouth was trembling: "No, it's impossible, she didn't kill her husband, why didn't she kill..."

Over the years, Liu Ruyan has experienced countless hardships and pains in order to kill her husband and attain enlightenment.

Even when she started to kill Mo Guan, she hesitated several times and wanted to stay with him for the rest of her life.

After all, Mo Guan is the best person in the world to her and the person she loves most!

However, she always believed that with the same fierce sincerity, how could she, Liu Ruyan, not achieve the realm of divine transformation? !

Everything is just to become stronger!

But now, someone told her that everything she did was wrong.

Totally wrong!

As if it was a big joke, she was shocked and tormented.

At this moment, Liu Ruyan felt her heart throbbing, and the pain was as severe as tearing.

"Miss Liu, please pay attention to your words." Song Ci looked at her indifferently, his tone was thorny and unceremonious.

Liu Ruyan clutched her chest tightly, her cheeks were as pale as paper, her body was shaking, and tears burst out of her eyes.

"No! It can't be true. It can't be true. You lied to me. You're lying to me!"

Her voice was shrill, hysterical, as sad as the cry of a nightingale.

"Do you really know Ye Qing'er? Why are you so sure that Ye Qing'er did not kill her husband? I don't believe it, I will never believe it!"

"No, this is not true, it absolutely cannot be true!"

Liu Ruyan roared like he was losing his mind and fell into a state of madness.

She grabbed Song Ci's clothes like crazy, her eyes were bloodshot, filled with hatred and resentment: "You're lying to me, right?"

She couldn't bear the consequences of killing her husband and attaining enlightenment.

This is a thousand times crueler than killing herself with her own hands!

"Are you questioning me?" Song Ci's eyes grew cold.

"I……"

Liu Ruyan was stunned, suddenly let go of her hand, and staggered back a few steps.

She lowered her head and bit her lower lip, her eyes flashing with struggle and hesitation.

Xu Huang and the others were extremely confused by her abnormal behavior and had no idea what was going on.

You were fine just now, why did you suddenly become like this crazy person?

Is it possible...

"Have you proven enlightenment by killing your husband?" Xu Huang asked tentatively.

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

The air is heavy and oppressive, making it difficult to breathe and making you feel inexplicably depressed.

Liu Ruyan raised his head, his eyes red.

She opened her mouth, but found that her throat was dry and she couldn't say a word.

After a while, she choked and nodded, "Yes."

Xu Huang's eyes widened in disbelief.

I was speechless for a moment and had no choice but to look at each other with the other two members beside me.

Song Ci's eyelids moved.

Liu Ruyan looked beyond the crowd and into the distance.

"I killed my husband."

She spoke with difficulty, her voice broken, "I spent more than twenty years resurrecting him, and then...killed him."

The voice was very calm, without any ripples, but it was even more weird.

The surroundings became quiet.

Every word Liu Ruyan said clearly reached everyone's ears.

"I gave up on love and killed the people who meant the most to me, all just to survive."

She took a deep breath, turned to look at Song Ci, her eyes were red, dark and stubborn: "Did I do something wrong?"

Song Ci pursed her thin lips slightly, her eyes darkened, and did not answer her.

Liu Ruyan took out another scroll from the storage bag.

She slowly unfolded the scroll, which showed a man in black robe standing in the air, with many people from Yunxiao Palace below him.

"It is rumored that Senior Ye killed his husband and became enlightened. In just a few years, he quickly rose to great prominence. Countless monks rushed to imitate him and his cultivation level increased greatly."

Liu Ruyan spoke hoarsely, her voice trembling slightly. She tried to calm herself down, "Now you tell me that all of this is fake, so what is real? What is real? !! "

She muttered to herself, clenching her hands into fists, and her nails dug into her palms, leaving fine scratches and blood flowing out.

She seemed to be unable to feel the pain and just stood there blankly.

"Why are other monks killing their husbands and attaining Taoism so much that their cultivation is greatly improved, but I can't...I can't even bring spiritual energy into my body. Why? What did I do wrong..."

Her voice was choked with sobs, and the tears in her eyes slipped down, falling on the blood-stained scroll and spreading.

Song Ci took a deep look at Liu Ruyan and sighed silently in his heart.

He might have guessed the reason.

"Do you regret it?" He asked lightly with a trace of compassion.

Liu Ruyan suddenly raised her head, staring closely at Song Ci with tearful eyes, her lips opened and closed slightly, but she couldn't say a word.

Regret?

At this moment, ask yourself.

Does she regret it?

Of course I regret it.

How could I not regret it? Life would be worse than death if I regretted it.

but.

but……

The boy she loved deeply once said: People need to regret all the time, but they also have no regrets all the time.

So she could only bury this regret deep in her heart and prevent it from emerging.

"If I had to do it again, I would still choose to do this..."

Liu Ruyan opened her red lips lightly, and tears slowly slid down the ends of her eyes. She raised her lips and revealed a sad smile.

Song Ci's eyes were subtle, "Even if you can no longer embark on the path of cultivation, do you still have no regrets?"

Liu Ruyan lowered her eyes, a trace of confusion flashed across her eyes.

"If my prediction is correct, you should have no spiritual roots."

Song Ci paused and continued slowly, "Without spiritual roots, it means that you cannot embark on the path to immortality. This may be the fundamental reason why you cannot introduce spiritual energy into your body."

Liu Ruyan's body stiffened for a moment, her eyes suddenly opened wide, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

"You're talking nonsense. If I didn't have spiritual roots, why could I practice before?"

Song Ci sneered: "Then you have to ask yourself."

Liu Ruyan felt chills all over, her mind was in a mess, she was in a daze, and her whole heart clenched, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, it was bitingly cold.

Memories of the past came to mind, and scenes flashed by, making her heartbroken.

I still remember that day, the weather was clear, cloudless, and the sun was shining all over the earth.

She walked through the streets, stopping and walking, looking for the pastry shop she had long admired.

Enjoying the happiness that belongs to mortals, carefree.

Until a man stood in front of her, frightening her greatly.

The man's greedy eyes fell on her, his eyes were hot and blazing, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time.

"I want to have a chat with you." He said in a consultative tone, "I wonder if the girl would like a favor?"

She was scared and stared at him warily, "I, I'm not interested. Can you please stay out of the way?"