You are planning something evil: Don’t come here, my yandere disciple.

Li Su was stunned for a moment and asked: "Who do you think...kill?"

Before the man could answer, a rustling sound suddenly came from outside Li Su's door.

The man in white robe became quiet, and Li Su fell asleep, still looking like an elf.

Someone stayed furtively outside the door of Li Su's room for a while, and finally pushed the door open and came in.

Li Su could see everything happening outside, but it was as if he was trapped in the elf's body and could not wake up.

He saw the person who pushed in the door was Song Yuqing.

Song Yuqing entered Li Su's room quietly, then walked around the room, and then walked out after finding no one.

Naturally, he saw the elf on the bed, but he was not interested in living creatures, so he didn't even look away. He just complained: "I can't tell, he also likes this kind of round and not very smart creature."

Li Su, who could see and hear all this but couldn't react in any way, smiled "kindly".

Song Yuqing had no shame at all about breaking into someone else's room in the middle of the night. Before leaving, he even took away two bottles of elixirs on Li Su's desk.

As he walked, he muttered: "Well, if you haven't come back yet, then I won't be polite."

"Anyway, you don't lack these pills. I've been a little bored recently, so I reluctantly help you try the medicine."

Li Su: "..."

The man in white robe was silent for a while, watching Song Yuqing take the medicine, close the door and leave. Then he looked at Li Su and said, "I want you to cooperate with me to kill Shen Qi."

Li Su had a cold face: "Do your own thing, I'm not interested in killing people."

"Don't you have the heart to do it?" The man in white robe said, "Don't you hate him too? Killing an annoying person in exchange for getting what you want should be a good deal for you."

"I really hate him." Li Su stretched out his hand to pull away the white-robed man's hand from around his neck and said, "But if you don't like him, you have to kill him. How can there be such a reason in the world?"

The man in white robe easily released his hand from Li Su's neck and laughed when he heard the words. The laughter was particularly harsh, and for some reason, Li Su heard a hint of irony in the laughter.

He listened expressionlessly, his eyes full of disgust that the man in front of him was a fool.

The man in white robe stopped after laughing enough, looked at Li Su, and said, "As I said, I will always exist in your heart and I will always be by your side."

Before Li Su could change his face, he pinched Li Su's neck again: "So do you think you have the right to refuse?"

Li Su: "..." So what did you just say about Mao Shaan's cooperation?

The man in white robe approached Li Su, and countless golden Sanskrit words flew out from him, and then instantly entangled Li Su.

The aura exuded by those golden Sanskrit characters is exactly the same as the Sanskrit characters on my body!

Who is this person? !

What is Sanskrit that has tortured him for so long, and why can he control it?

Li Su tried hard to raise his head to see the white-robed man's face clearly, but he only saw a brilliant light, and the man's face was hidden under the light.

Li Su gradually realized that his limbs were out of control, so he said: "...can I choose again?"

The man in white robe sneered: "It's too late."

Soon, Li Su woke up and felt that his body was controlled by a consciousness that did not belong to him.

Zhuo Yue Palace.

Late at night, Jiang Suiwan was suddenly awakened by the sound of approaching footsteps.

He stood up vigilantly, and the Zheshuang Sword instantly appeared in his hand. Just when he was about to attack, he suddenly noticed a familiar aura.

It's Lisu.

It's so late, why did the third senior brother suddenly appear here?

Just when he was confused, someone outside made a call as breathless as a gossamer: "Junior brother..."

Then, the strong smell of blood drifted in.

Jiang Suiwan instantly stood up and opened the door: "Third Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?!"

The moonlight fell on the visitor's face, reflecting a pale face like snow.

The corners of Li Su's lips were stained with blood, and his black hair was wet with cold sweat. It might stick to his pale and thin cheeks and neck, making him look even more pale and fragile, and sickly.

Li Su seemed to feel relieved when he saw Jiang Suiwan, and then staggered and fell down.

"Third Senior Brother!" Jiang Suiwan caught him and took him back to the room, then immediately took his pulse.

Li Su withdrew his wrist and looked at Jiang Suiwan, "I'm fine. It's just that someone tried to control me just now. I broke free from his control and suffered a little backlash. I just need to rest for a while."

Jiang Suiwan wiped the blood from his lips, "Who?"

When he left, he set up many protective formations in Tan Yuan Realm, but none of them seemed to have any good effect.

"I don't know, a man dressed in white, with his face covered in fancy lights."

When Jiang Suiwan heard this description, he immediately thought of the mysterious white-robed man in the news that came during the day.

Could that person be the one who wanted to take away Third Senior Brother?

Why is he so obsessed with Third Senior Brother? Is there something in Third Senior Brother that he must get?

"That man was nagging and annoying." After Li Su finished speaking, he started coughing. He coughed and suddenly began to vomit blood.

Then, countless golden Sanskrit words crawled onto every inch of Li Su's skin like chains.

"Third Senior Brother!" Jiang Suiwan helped him up and sent him spiritual power to suppress the Sanskrit words.

"Junior brother," Li Su grabbed Jiang Suiwan's wrist that was sending him spiritual power. He stared at Jiang Suiwan with deep and focused eyes, "Don't waste your spiritual power. I'll just take a nap."

"It's not a waste." Jiang Suiwan still stubbornly channeled his spiritual power to suppress those Sanskrit words.

It's not a waste. When spiritual power is used on him, it's never a waste.

Although the effect was minimal, as the spiritual power continued to be transmitted, the Sanskrit on Li Su's body at least slowed down the expansion speed a little.

Li Su smiled, stared at Jiang Suiwan's serious and distressed eyebrows, and slowly stopped laughing.

He slowly let go of the hand that held Jiang Suiwan's wrist. But the moment he let go, something unexpected happened, and a golden Sanskrit text penetrated Jiang Suiwan's skin along the contact between the two. Sui Wan's wrist!

"Ugh!" The moment the golden Sanskrit words entered his body, Jiang Suiwan let out a painful groan as pain as if his soul was torn apart, and blood overflowed from the corners of his lips.

"Host is great!" Xiao Qi, who was in his sea of ​​consciousness, instantly caught the golden Sanskrit text.

Jiang Suiwan still didn't let go of his hand that conveyed spiritual power to Li Su.

Li Su's eyes were dyed with a dazzling golden color. After struggling painfully for a moment, his entire eyes were swallowed up by the golden color.

He grabbed Jiang Suiwan's hand and gave him a stiff smile.

Jiang Suiwan only felt a stinging pain, and then blood flowed out from the wrist he grabbed. However, the strange thing was that apart from the initial stinging sensation, Jiang Suiwan did not feel much pain afterwards.

Moreover, the wound on his wrist disappeared immediately!

Xiao Qi was dragged around by the golden rune in Jiang Suiwan's sea of ​​consciousness, "Host, please leave this to me. You can concentrate on dealing with the people outside!"

Could it be Xiaoqi’s fault?

Unable to care so much, Jiang Suiwan shook off the hand of the person in front of him and slapped him with the palm of his hand.

That palm hit the soul directly. Someone should be controlling Li Su now, so the original intention of Jiang Suiwan's palm was not to hurt Li Su, but to directly hit the soul that controlled Li Su's body.

Jiang Suiwan's eyes were cold: "No matter who you are, get out of his body!"

The man dodged his attack, looked at him with a smile, and then suddenly raised his hand and licked Jiang Suiwan's blood on his hand.

Jiang Suiwan's stomach churned and he felt nauseous.

"You have the blood of the Witch Clan in your blood."

Li Su said slowly: "Shen Qi, bloodline of the witch clan, bloodline of the demon dragon, immortal body."

Jiang Suiwan's blood seemed to be frozen, and he was getting chills.

How did he know that Shen Qi was immortal? !