Dressed as a villain Demon King Raiders hero

"But I don't understand, father, why did you kill her?" Shen Lingwu frowned, suppressing the fear in his heart and asked, he could not help but suspect that his biological mother might also have been killed by Shen Jianxing.

"It's because of me, she deserves to die." Shen Jianxing still remembered Ye Jin's sparkling eyes when he said about Shen Lingyu, of course he would not tell Shen Lingwu the inside story.

The two argued for a long time, and finally Shen Jianxing walked away. Shen Lingwu was stunned for a moment, and then left the secret room under the sea.

From the beginning to the end, they did not notice that there were two more people in the secret room.

In the secret room filled with the smell of blood, only Shen Lingyu and Mo Cangsheng were left.

Mo Cangsheng picked up the Illusory Bead and put it in the Naxu space. He actually didn't know what Shen Lingyu's purpose was and what he was going to do with him in this secret room, but he didn't ask much.

"Follow me as a teacher." Shen Lingyu led Mo Cangsheng to the edge of the blood pool. He only thought that his little apprentice was too cute and cute. He looked beautiful and weak, but at some point He can always surprise him, he thought his little apprentice would show something strange and betray him.

"Okay, Master."

Mo Cangsheng's bright and beautiful eyes are full of admiration and trust. He actually loves to play master-student plya with Shen Lingyu. He thought that his orchestral music with Shen Lingyu was too much. After all, he was very powerful at that time, Shen Lingyu probably wouldn't regard him as an apprentice, but she didn't expect Shen Lingyu to call herself a teacher.

I don't know what he thought of, but he smiled happily for no reason, didn't make a sound, just frowned.

"Plop, plop, plop..."

The blood pool kept bubbling, and the blood wave undulated, bringing out little waves.

Shen Lingyu was throwing spirit stones into the blood pool. They were all good quality spirit stones, and they were emitting a faint light.

He threw spirit stones very fast, but in an instant, tens of thousands of spirit stones may have been thrown into the blood pool.

Mo Cangsheng couldn't move his eyes, his concentration was abnormal. Shen Lingyu was too rich. When he managed the Wan Mie Tian Mo Sect, he was often troubled by lack of money... Under the sect, there are tens of thousands of As a demon cultivator, he needs to regulate the distribution of cultivation resources, the usual monthly rules and event rewards, and he is not at all easy to be the Demon Lord of Liantian.

With the continuous input of spirit stones, changes occurred in the blood pool. A vortex appeared from the middle of the blood pool, holding up a blue rosette, and the silver chain binding the green butterfly suddenly broke, and the blue butterfly fell into the rosette. Above, blood drops floated above the blood pool, exuding a burst of strange spiritual coercion, which faintly resonated with the green butterfly, and all the power of the blood was poured into the green butterfly.

A scene that surprised Mo Cangsheng happened, the blood in the blood pool merged with the green butterfly, and slowly, the green butterfly turned into Shen Lingyu's appearance, with a lifelike face, but it was just a younger Shen Lingyu.

"This is my core." Shen Lingyu showed a mocking smile, very light and peaceful, but the madness in the words couldn't be concealed, "I'm here to get back what belongs to me."

He pulled out the silver-white long sword from the void, a burst of brilliance flashed, the villain was pierced by the long sword, and then turned into dots of starlight, along the sword body to Shen Lingyu's fingertips, all poured into his body.His whole person became extremely cold and solemn, pure white and blood red were intertwined, and on the contrary, he had a sense of depravity that aroused people's daydreams.

Mo Cangsheng tilted his head slightly, his eyes flicked back and forth between the little man transformed into a green butterfly and Shen Lingyu herself, with an uncontrollable enthusiasm on his face. He liked this kind of Shen Lingyu, who could arouse his passion. sexual interest.

Just like that, he reached out and hugged Shen Lingyu's waist, the black color fell into the pure white blood color, and they all blended together.

What followed was a turbulent bloody vortex, and the unfused blood in the blood pool attacked Shen Lingyu and Mo Cangsheng overwhelmingly, dragging them down, and Mo Cangsheng's first reaction was to hug Shen Lingyu even tighter waist, and then his eyes darkened, and Shen Lingyu and Shen Lingyu fell into the bloody whirlpool.

In just a short while, Mo Cangsheng woke up. He was no longer in the bloody secret room, and there was still a person in his arms, which was Shen Lingyu. When the sudden change happened, he hugged him tightly. Shen Lingyu is gone.

But things are a little more complicated now.

The Shen Lingyu with her eyes closed in his arms looks like a child, she looks white, tender and soft, but there is a cinnabar red mark between her eyebrows, and she is no more than five years old by visual estimation... But from her immature appearance, it can be vaguely He could see the shadow of the young Shen Lingyu.

This is the memory of Shen Lingyu who was sealed in the core by dust. At this moment, all of them are realized, and both Mo Cangsheng and Shen Lingyu are pulled into it, but Shen Lingyu is the protagonist of this memory, and Mo Cangsheng is just a bystander.

The Shen family has been deceiving and using Shen Lingyu. He has been planning all his life trajectories since he was born, including being ignored by the Shen family, falling from the clouds to the dust, being found to be born with a demon body, and being banned and abolished. , was divorced, and was bullied and insulted in various ways, all of which were fueled by the Shen family behind the scenes. It was just to grind away Shen Lingyu's edges and corners, and force Shen Lingyu to become a demon, but Shen Lingyu actually stuck to the bottom line. No matter how many difficulties I encountered, I didn't fall into the magic way.

After being born with a demon body and falling into the evil way, it will gradually lose its mind and become a puppet completely driven by others. This is also the ultimate goal of the Shen family.But obviously, their plan failed.

Holding the childhood version of Shen Lingyu, Mo Cangsheng felt that his heart was too soft. The little Shen Lingyu was not so cold and aloof, but fluffy and soft, with a pair of green eyes like emeralds. Mo Cangsheng's heart almost melted for such a kind of purity that is not stained with dust, and his eyes couldn't help being hot. He wanted to reach out and rub the other's hair, but found that he couldn't touch it at all.

It was only at this time that he discovered the abnormality, his little Shen Lingyu was actually separated by a dislocation, he thought that he was holding little Shen Lingyu, it was just an illusion, he seemed to be just a consciousness, there was no entity at all, just floating in the air, Unable to exert strength in his hands and feet, he drifted with the flow.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the whole environment changed. There were people wearing sea blue brocade robes around him, and the sleeves were embroidered with light gold borders. He could even smell a scent of medicine, and his sense of sight and smell It's all normal, but he lost his sense of touch and couldn't touch the entity.

He glanced around, this is an altar, surrounded by towering pillars, rising up like a sword, the top of the pillar is a burning blue flame, and there are layers of jade steps down, but it is not white. On the contrary, there is an ominous blood color, and the steps continue to spread down, connecting with the sea.

Little Shen Lingyu was no longer in his arms. The child was dressed in pure white and embroidered with dark patterns. He had a noble air in the sun. He was between the sea and the sky, and in the center of the altar, surrounded by many blue eyes. Clothes repairers surrounded them, and simple syllables came from their mouths, as if they were carrying out a cruel sacrificial activity. Little Shen Lingyu was holy, but the overall atmosphere was creepy.

Mo Cangsheng was among the crowd. He saw Shen Fanzhou who was killed by himself, Shen Jianxing who looked like a young man, and even Shen Lingwu who looked like a boy. They were known by Mo Cangsheng. Shen Lingjia was not born at this time, so there was no Shen Lingjia. Surrounding little Shen Lingyu like a ghost, her eyes are different, there are anticipation and excitement, joy, and madness...

"God bless the Shen family. After so many years, we finally gave birth to the real Ten Jue Physique. The Holy Sacrifice will lead our Shen family back to the pinnacle of the aristocratic family." The cultivator who spoke was something Mo Cangsheng had never seen before. He looked like a traditional immortal grandfather. Obviously he looks very kind, but it makes people feel hypocritical. He didn't mention the natural demon body, as if he could cover up all the sins by using the word ten unique instead.

Following the elder cultivator's words, the sacrificial ceremony also began.

Mo Cangsheng's black eyes were deep and bloody, he obviously only had a touch of consciousness, but he also felt cold for no reason, as if goosebumps appeared all over his body, he had a premonition that what happened next would make him very uncomfortable.

A blue-clothed cultivator wearing a patterned mask walked up to the altar, holding a dagger in his hand. The dagger glowed with a cold and terrifying light, which made people shudder. Little Shen Lingyu looked up at the blue-clothed cultivator, as if Puzzled, eyes full of innocence of a child, green eyes like water, but then silver chains appeared in the void, growing from the bottom of the altar, binding little Shen Lingyu.

Then the scene that made Mo Cangsheng's heart tremble appeared, the cultivator in blue held a dagger, and stabbed Shen Lingyu's heart. , the drops of water continued to slide and shatter, and the plain white face became ferocious and pale, as if he was enduring great pain, his whole body was tense, but he couldn't break free.

The blue-clothed cultivator then cut his wrists and ankles with a dagger.And the sea water poured out from the center of the altar, forming a barrier with the surrounding people, forming a sea area of ​​its own, the sea water only supported the little Shen Lingyu to rise slowly, without spreading, the little Shen Lingyu was like duckweed, floating on the sea water Floating, the blood instantly infected the sea water.

And the surrounding Shen family began to inject blood into the engravings on the disc on the side of the altar one by one. The sea water became blood red, and the setting sun in the sky was like blood. Minced bones and minced meat, including the flesh and blood of sea beasts and monsters, fish bones, and human bones, gathered into a bewitching red color, all blended together, along the inscriptions, through the sea water, were injected into Shen Lingyu's body.

After the blue-clothed cultivator cut open the skin between the wrists and ankles of little Shen Lingyu, he began to remove the bones, scraping out the bone powder layer by layer, and finally the powder turned into a green butterfly, which was Shen Lingyu's core. .

His blood is thicker than water, and he will always be loyal to his family from now on.

Mo Cangsheng was gasping for breath. He was puzzled and angry. This scene was too shocking for him. This was a plot that he had never seen in the book. He was powerless to intervene and change, let alone save Xiao Shen. Lingyu, all of this has already happened, it is just a memory hidden in the green butterfly core, he has no way to interfere.

Before the sacrificial ceremony was over, the flame above the pillar suddenly fell, and the flame landed on Xiao Shen Lingyu's skin, leaving a series of torn black lines on the soft and white skin, bringing a strong burning sensation, and Xiao Shen Lingyu Behind Shen Lingyu was the icy sea water, and finally the water and fire merged, and silver chains ran through it.

The altar became a burial place.

Depressed and desperate.

And the Holy Sacrifice was finally completed.

All the lines and silver chains, as well as the sea water in the center of the altar disappeared, like a dream.

The little Shen Lingyu fell down on the altar, and the wounds all over her body were healed. Her white face was neither sad nor happy, and her eyes were full of ignorance. It was obvious that he had forgotten what he had just experienced. However, the small body still remembered the pain before, and it was trembling slightly, limp on the ground, as if it had no muscles and bones.