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Nangong Jie sat on the stone bed, quietly watching the group of people who went out and came in not long ago, with a smile on the corner of his lips.

Mo Shang, the elder of the Punishment Hall, frowned, apparently not understanding the order from the headmaster, but he opened the prison door anyway: "Go in." He paused for a moment and then said, "I'll go see the headmaster later to see if I can do it." Can't spin around."

Luo Sheng grabbed his senior brother's sleeve and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, just wait, I will definitely rescue you."

Wen Leng kept his face silent, staring gloomyly at his side in the prison, and Zhizhi looked at the good brother with teary eyes, really not understanding what happened.

Xie Chenyuan spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, he beckoned and asked Luo Sheng to come forward: "I still have four presents in my Xumi Ring, please ask Master to help you open them, they are yours."

Luo Shengqingli's face was quite embarrassed, and there was blood on her forehead. When she heard her senior brother's words, she nodded again and again: "I will, senior brother, don't give up. I'll ask Master later, Master won't..."

"Shangxie Sword." Xie Chenyuan seemed not to have heard Luo Sheng's words, and continued: "Return to the original owner."

Luo Sheng was taken aback, what does senior brother mean by this.

Wen Han suddenly looked up at his senior brother.

"I am ashamed of it."

"Senior brother..." Luo Sheng burst into tears instantly, she covered her face and burst into tears, almost speechless: "You don't want us...?"

Xie Chenyuan looked at Junior Sister, touched her head at last, and finally said: "Go back."

Shen Zong stood aside, and after everyone left, he suddenly grabbed Xie Chenyuan's hand: "I'll take you away."

Shen Zong stared at Xie Chenyuan closely, with an unprecedentedly firm tone, and repeated: "Let's get out of here."

What kind of shit Daomen, they are not coming.

Shen Zong's eyes were full of fierceness, that old immortal head actually wanted to imprison Xie Chenyuan in this dark cell forever, let's live his big dream!

"Shen Yuan, let's go!" Shen Zong held Xie Chenyuan's hand, but Xie Chenyuan didn't move at all, feeling flustered and anxious.

"Little guy, if he doesn't leave, there's nothing you can do." Nangong Jie looked at it for a long time, then said leisurely, "Do you think it's this cell that trapped him?"

"No." Nangong Jie stretched out a finger and shook it, with a mysterious expression on his face: "It's his heart that traps him."

"His heart is locked here by the Dao Gate, what are you pushing him for?" Nangong Jie held his chin, looking at Xie Chenyuan, looking at Xie Chenyuan: "Junior Shen Yuan, you lost your bet."

"You can't rely on it."

Shen Zong was caught by Nangong Jie's words, and angrily kicked the feather on the ground.

Xie Chenyuan sat back on the stone bed, his long eyelashes covered his eyes, leaving only shadows on the eyelids, pale skin, light lips, the whole person was made of snow.

It didn't take long for Shen Zong to return to his side, quietly accompanying him.

When he had no choice but to go off the assembly line, Shen Zong looked at the silent Xie Chenyuan, and suddenly he held Xie Chenyuan's face with courage from nowhere, and leaned his head towards... rubbing against each other.

"You still have me."

"I'll always be by your side."

Xie Chenyuan felt the warm breath in his ears, paused his hands, and patted Shen Zong's back lightly: "I know."

After Shen Zong went offline, Xie Chenyuan took out the fruit from his cuff: "I would like to accept the bet and give this fruit to seniors."

But Nangong Jie didn't take it: "I don't want to eat it, you can give this fruit to my Taoist companion."

"With your strength, you should be able to do it. After all, you don't have thorns on your body, so it's easy to open the prison door."

"How is he...?"

Nangong Jie suddenly asked such a question out of nowhere.

Xie Chenyuan was silent for a moment, and replied: "Time is running out."

Nangong Jie's usual cynical expression slowly disappeared, and his voice murmured: "I guessed it a long time ago."

"If you give him the fruit, I will not treat you badly." Nangong Jie said: "He is hooked by the hook bone and eight dace thorns, so he can't hurt you at all."

"In fact, he is very kind. Believe it or not, he doesn't have a life in his hand." Nangong Jie laughed: "You should be able to feel it..."

Xie Chenyuan looked at him: "I want to know my secret."

"You kid, you have a really big appetite." Nangong Jie said, "Go and see my Taoist companion first, and then I will recite that poem to you."

Xie Chenyuan thought for a while, then got up, the magic flame quickly melted the lock, he pushed open the door, quietly came to the room of the Feather Demon, and entered the prison in the same way.

This mysterious Feather Demon had a clean temperament. He knelt on the stone bed, his back was bent, and his black hair was like water, almost covering his body.

Xie Chenyuan approached him, one step, two steps, three steps...

Finally, he stood still in front of Yu Yao.

Suddenly, the Feather Demon moved his head, then slowly raised his head, a handsome face appeared in front of Xie Chenyuan, but unfortunately his face was lifeless, as if in old age, death had already approached him.

He seemed to have slept for a long time, staring blankly at the stranger who suddenly appeared.

"Senior Nangong asked me to come here, and he asked me to give you this." Xie Chenyuan put the fruit aside and backed out.

Yu Yao slowly reached out to pick up the fruit and ate it bit by bit, his movements were stiff and jerky.

Xie Chenyuan waited silently for him to finish eating.

"Thank you." After eating the fruit, Yu Yao regained some strength, but his voice was still very weak: "Is he alright?"

"Senior Nangong." Xie Chenyuan thought for a while and replied: "The body is not bad."

"That's good." Yu Yao slowly closed her eyes, with a satisfied smile on her face, she fell asleep again.

Is it so weak?Xie Chenyuan pondered, he naturally has something to rely on when he comes here, and now his strength has not been suppressed, even if something happens to him, he can deal with it. He was worried about sinking here before because he has no power to restrain the chicken. The hook bone and eight dace thorns were restrained and could not be rescued. Now it seems that this monster is really coming to an end.

Back in his cell, Xie Chenyuan told Nangong Jie about Yu Yao.

After coming for a long time, Xie Chenyuan heard Nangong Jie's voice, with a certain indescribable rhythm, ancient and full of blood.

"At the beginning of the origin, the heaven and the earth were separated."

"The phoenix cries in the upper Qing Dynasty, the whirling tree species."

"The dirty blood is reincarnated, and the demons are the masters."

"The chaos was born, and the demon came to the world."

After Nangong Jie finished speaking, he stopped thanking Shen Yuan and went to sleep alone.

Only Xie Shenyuan was left.

He lowered his eyes and used his fingertips to draw marks on the stone bed, and recorded them carefully and seriously.

The dim light reflected his figure on the stone wall, and the night was chilly, but he seemed not to notice it, stubbornly looking at the strange tone of the poem, over and over again.

At the end, Xie Chenyuan focused his eyes on the last word "Heavenly Demon", his eyes shrank suddenly, and a shocking conjecture appeared in his mind, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, with chills all over his body.

However, the original words were covered with countless messy scratches, so messy that it was almost impossible to recognize the words.