The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

"Wait a moment, Senior. My strength is low right now. If I leave the team rashly, I'm afraid it will arouse suspicion from others."

Meng Wan replied to the mysterious voice in her heart with a respectful tone, "When I find an opportunity, I will definitely rush to the place you mentioned."

"Okay! I'll wait for you!" The voice was full of anticipation.

Meng Wan followed the three people from the Shen family as if nothing had happened and continued forward.

This ancient cave looks like an ordinary palace from the outside, but after entering it, one finds that there is a different world inside, just like a small secret realm.

Along the way, the group encountered several ambushes, but with the presence of Shen Yi, a foundation-building cultivator, all the traps were easily broken.

The next day, everyone found a secluded room and took a rest there.

Shen Yi called Shen Zixuan out of the room under the pretext of patrolling, and asked through voice transmission: "Zixuan, how have you considered it?"

Shen Zixuan didn't say anything, but gently stroked the jade pendant hanging around his neck through his clothes.

Feeling the warmth of the jade pendant, I recalled Wan'er's gentleness and kindness.

"Zixuan, what are you still hesitating about?"

Seeing him like this, Shen Yi frowned slightly, "Zhang Wan'er is just your stepping stone, you must distinguish the primary from the secondary!"

Shen Zixuan still didn't say anything, but just lowered his hands, looking painful and sad.

"I know you are reluctant, but you have to understand what is more important."

Shen Yi's voice lowered, "Zixuan, you are a good child who values ​​friendship and loyalty, but sometimes, being too emotional will only become an obstacle for you."

"Uncle San, I know everything you said, but..."

Shen Zixuan wanted to say something but stopped himself. He really couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Ugh!"

Shen Yi sighed and softened his tone.

"It's not that Third Uncle is forcing you. There's no telling how many dangers are hidden in this cultivator's cave. Third Uncle has limited energy, and it's already a stretch for me to take care of you and Zi Han.

Zhang Wan'er's strength is a drag in the cave. If you continue to go deeper, I don't know how much energy you will have to waste on her. You must make up your mind as soon as possible..."

Shen Zixuan was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slowly.

"Uncle San, I understand."

Shen Yi nodded with satisfaction. "Tomorrow, I will create an opportunity for you to be alone with Zhang Wan'er. When you have resolved everything, send me a message."

Shen Zixuan returned to the room and looked at Meng Wan, who was resting with her eyes closed, with utmost restraint. His heart was in turmoil and he could not calm down.

Uncle San's words were like sharp stones, constantly grinding on his mind, crushing his heart bit by bit.

The next day, everyone set out again.

Outside an abandoned spiritual herb garden, somehow the formation in the garden was suddenly disturbed and the four were forced to disperse.

Meng Wan tightly grasped the corner of Shen Zixuan's clothes, "Brother Zixuan, what happened? Where are Third Uncle Shen and Zihan?"

Shen Zixuan knew that this was the opportunity created for him by his third uncle.

This spiritual herb garden has been abandoned for a long time, and no one would come here to look for opportunities.

He looked at Meng Wan, who was unaware and full of trust and dependence on him, and opened his mouth.

"They should have been swept to other places by the formation."

"Then we must quickly join them."

Meng Wan said anxiously.

Shen Zixuan didn't say anything, but pulled Meng Wan deeper into the spiritual herb garden.

Along the way, he was absent-minded, constantly recalling every moment he spent with Meng Wan.

After today, this relationship will be ended by him personally.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Shen Zixuan finally stopped.

He turned to look at Meng Wan, his voice hoarse, "Wan'er, I have something to say to you."

The voice in her mind sounded at the right time, reminding Meng Wan, "Girl, you better be careful!

The formation just now could not stop a foundation-building cultivator at all. There is definitely something wrong with the man in front of you."

Meng Wan was slightly stunned, then ignored the reminder in her mind and looked at Shen Zixuan.

"Brother Zixuan, if you have anything to say, just say it."

This action of hers made the owner of the voice very angry, "Hey! Do you understand what I am saying? Don't be fooled by this fake boy!

I see that he is deeply in love with you, and at this moment his face looks affectionate and hesitant. It is very likely that he is practicing the Merciless Sword.

Have you heard of this Merciless Sword? A practitioner must personally kill the one they love in order to forge the foundation of Merciless Dao..."

But when the mysterious voice was chattering, Shen Zixuan looked at Meng Wan, his eyes red and his heart broken with pain.

"Wan'er..."

"Oh!"

The next moment, the jade pendant on Shen Zixuan's neck suddenly burst into a dazzling red light, and his heart was truly broken.

Shen Zixuan lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the big hole in his chest.

Blood gushed out, staining his plain clothes red.

His heart was blown into pieces...

The passing of life and gradually blurred consciousness made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The voice in Meng Wan's head was silenced by this sudden scene.

Shen Zixuan looked up blankly, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, and suddenly realized that he had never really understood this woman.

"Why are you……"

He opened his mouth, but only broken sounds came out.

He endured the severe pain, secretly mobilized the last bit of spiritual power in his body, and prepared to use forbidden techniques. Even if it meant death, he wanted to take her with him.

However, his little actions could not be hidden from Meng Wan's eyes.

Meng Wan squatted down, stretched out her fingers and gently stroked Shen Zixuan's cheek, while absorbing and refining his blood, interrupting the forbidden technique he was brewing, and spoke softly.

"There's no reason. It's just a matter of life and death."

"what!"

Shen Zixuan suffered the backlash of the forbidden technique and screamed in pain.

Feeling that his blood was being madly devoured by Meng Wan, his expression changed completely.

"you……"

His voice became weaker and weaker, and his eyes gradually became dull, but he forced himself to swallow without making a sound.

"You lied to me, you have been lying to me all along! All your tenderness and affection are fake, fake..."

"cheat?"

Meng Wan chuckled, as if mocking the other person's naivety.

"In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak, and everyone relies on their own skills. How can there be any deception?"

Feeling the slight increase in her cultivation level, Meng Wan looked satisfied.

She lowered her head and looked at Shen Zixuan, who had turned into a mummy. She skillfully cleaned the other's body, and then slowly took out Meng Qingxue's body and began to refine it.

At this time, the voice in Meng Wan's head emerged again.

"Tsk tsk, how heartless! This kid is so sincere to you, yet you have the heart to do that to him."

Meng Wan ignored the noise in her ears and continued to refine.

"Don't pretend, I know you can hear me."

The voice seemed a little dissatisfied, and the tone became heavier, "You, girl, are different from that boy. You are quite as ruthless as when I was my age."