I lost my memory after flirting with Taoist

"It hurts so much, Zhezhu hurts me so much." As he spoke, his voice trembled slightly, as if his throat was being choked, and his breathing was almost stagnant.

Didn't really kill him, really didn't.

He huddled in Zhezhu's arms aggrievedly, as if this was the only way to make him less uncomfortable, as if only this could suppress the pain in his heart.

But no matter how he suppressed it, the pain at the tip of his heart surged up again, and even his thoughts were about to be washed away.

Even so, he still remembers Zhezhu's words don't be controlled by Taiyinshu, he doesn't know what Taiyinshu is, he just knows to listen to Zhezhu.

But it's really uncomfortable, really uncomfortable.

Clutching Zhezhu's clothes tightly, he bit his shoulder directly in the next moment, as if trying to bite off his flesh, biting tightly.

Zhe Zhu frowned when he bit him like this, the pain made him feel a little unsteady in holding the person in his arms.

But I also know that if he falls now, Bai Su will probably be executed by the sect, even if he has already used his merits to offset Bai Su's sins.

In this way, he resisted the pain all over his body and hugged the person from the ground.

His eyes slowly looked not far away, and then moved forward.

"Brother..."

Seeing this, all the disciples rushed to greet him.

Soon, they followed outside the Demon Locking Tower.

Zhe Zhu looked at the Demon Locking Pagoda covered by the golden light barrier, thinking of something, his pale lips were slightly raised with a touch of bitterness.

After all, it was he who personally sent Bai Su to the Demon Locking Tower.

Also at the same time, a smell of fishy sweetness welled up from his throat again, and the next moment he spit it all out on the ground.

The blood fell to the ground, staining the vegetation on the ground red, a little dazzling.

He knew that his body was about to lose its hold, so he stopped staying and entered the Demon Locking Tower.

The evil aura in the pagoda was so common that it wouldn't have much impact if it was normal, but now that he was seriously injured and lost his merit, when he entered the tower, the evil aura was like frost in winter, piercing his whole body and making him feel icy cold.

Every time he took a step, he stepped on the ice, and frost formed under his feet, even on his fingers holding Bai Su.

All the monsters in the tower were aware of the strangeness outside, but they didn't know what happened.

Seeing the high-ranking disciple coming at this time, he just thought that some big monster was caught again, so he hid in the dark and looked around.

Since the tree demon was injured by Bai Su last time, he had to recuperate for many days before recovering.

Knowing that Bai Su had left the tower, he was still a little disappointed, but thinking that he had never left the tower, he was not so disappointed.

Now he is watching from the shadows like all the monsters, but he sees Bai Su walking in with Zhe Zhu in his arms.

This made him a little puzzled, why did he come back after leaving the tower?

He ran out from the dark, and ran to Zhezhu's side cautiously, "Little fox?"

Following his call, Bai Su raised his head, but his eyes were dim, very absent-minded.

I have never seen Bai Su's expression like this, as if looking at a dead thing, it is shocking.

He subconsciously stood still, unable to recover for a long time.

He didn't follow until he saw Zhezhu walking towards the first few floors of the tower.

What happened to the little fox?

He didn't know, he only dared to follow secretly.

Zhe Zhu knew that the tree demon was following, he didn't pay attention to it but continued to go forward, the higher the height, the heavier the chill.

In the end, it was difficult for him to take one more step.

After passing through the eighth floor, he entered the ninth floor. There was only one door on the empty ninth floor, and the golden talisman floated on the door, but the surroundings were pitch black.

At the same time, the door opened.

It was still pitch black inside, there was nothing there, and the emptiness was a little scary.

Zhe Zhu walked in with superficial steps, walked in the darkness for a while before stopping.

After hugging him and putting him on the ground, he followed him and lowered his body, slowly stroking his face with his fingertips.

Only now did he have the strength to look at Bai Su, look at the blood on his face, and wipe it off one by one, revealing his slightly pale face.

And those eyes were still red, but less killing than before.

But he knew that this was only temporary, and it was only because he was there that this person had a moment of clarity.

Once he leaves, this person will be enchanted again.

He smiled helplessly, and then kissed his phoenix eyes, "Bai Su, will you be obedient?"

"En." Bai Su nodded obediently.

Seeing this, the smile on Zhe Zhu's lips deepened, but it didn't last for a moment, the smile stopped, and there was a burst of itching, itching in his throat, and the next moment he coughed violently.

He turned his head quickly, and the blood that had been suppressed by him surged up again.

Not wanting Bai Su to see it, he covered it with his hands, but the blood still overflowed from between his fingers.

This also made his complexion paler, as if he would collapse at any moment.

Bai Su watched him vomit blood, and stretched out his hand to touch it cautiously.

"It's okay." Zhezhu shook his head, then hugged him in his arms, and when he closed his eyes, he felt that all the strength in his body was about to be drained.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "You stay here obediently, okay?"

"Are you going?" Bai Su suddenly raised his head when he heard these words, panic appeared in his red eyes.

Fearing that he would leave, he held his clothes tightly with both hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't leave, okay, I didn't kill him, I really didn't kill him."

He recalled what the disciple of Tianji Sect said in the bamboo forest, saying that he killed that senior brother.

But I really didn't kill, I really didn't kill.

He kept shaking his head, and at the same time hugged his body tightly, regardless of whether it would hurt him or not, he just hugged him so tightly.

Didn't really kill, really didn't.

"I really didn't kill him, I... I don't know why he was there, I really didn't kill him." The voice was full of fear, and what he said later was shouted out.

Obviously he didn't kill anyone at all, why do they all say that he did, but he didn't.

"Don't go, okay, I'll be obedient in the future, don't go, okay." He cried out, his hoarse voice was choked with distress.

The random movements made Zhezhu's abdomen overflow with blood again, and the clothes on his back were already stained red by the blood.

He frowned subconsciously, but he pursed his thin lips tightly but didn't make a sound, not even the slightest pain.

Knowing what Bai Su was afraid of, he breathed a sigh of relief, then patted him on the back and coaxed: "I know, I will come to pick you up soon, please be obedient?"

"Not good!" Bai Su almost screamed, her beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with fear.

Don't want him to go, don't want to.

It's so dark and scary in here, there's no sound at all.

It was as if the darkness would swallow him up, making him terrified even to breathe, not wanting to stay here alone, not wanting.

It's really dark.

He cried and shook his head, "I don't want it, I really didn't kill him, please don't leave me, it's so dark here, I'm so scared, I don't want to be here alone!"

"Be obedient." Zhezhu softly comforted him, and then pulled out all the swords that stabbed him, and threw them on the ground.

The smell of blood filled the surroundings, and the cold wind blew in the darkness, making it even more silent.

He didn't get up until the last sword was drawn, and at the same time brushed away his hands that were tightly clutching his clothes.

"Don't go, don't go!" Bai Su cried and went to grab his clothes again, but he didn't grab anything.

Seeing that the person in front of him was really about to leave, he crawled and grabbed his clothes, crying and said: "Don't leave me alone, please, please, I don't want to be here, I don't want to!" He crawled sideways.

Don't want to be here alone, really don't.

It's just that the next moment he saw the hem of the clothes he was holding was brushed by a silver light, and the next moment it fell directly on the ground and was cut off.

And the person in front of him was also walking towards the only light in front of him under his gaze, and he really wanted to leave him and leave.

Seeing this, he followed in horror, still calling his name.

At the same time, the coolness hit, and there was the sound of iron chain shaking.

He saw several iron chains emerging from the darkness, with golden talismans wrapped around them, wrapping around his hands and feet.

Just like that, he stopped his steps and fell to the ground suddenly.

And this fall hurt him like a bone erosion.

But he didn't care at all, he just looked at the people who kept leaving in front of him, and cried, "I didn't kill him, I really didn't kill him, don't leave me here alone, I really didn't kill him !"

"Zhezhu, I will be obedient in the future, please don't leave, I really didn't kill him, really!"

He cried more and more as he spoke, his voice was completely hoarse, and it was very clear in this silent ninth floor.

But no matter how he shouted, the person in front of him never stopped walking, as if he really didn't want him anymore.

Why do you keep yourself here? I really didn't kill him, I really didn't kill him.

"Ahhh!!!" He wanted to break free from the iron chain like crazy, regardless of the stinging pain from the iron bars wrapped around his throat, he just wanted to escape from here.

I don't want to be here, I don't want to be here alone.

Shouts echoed continuously on the ninth floor, every sound was so unwilling and so desperate.

Blood soon oozes from the red eye sockets, and the clear tears turned into blood tears and fell to the ground, and were finally wiped away by his clothes while he was struggling.

It was also at this time that his thoughts became blurred again, only the figure of Zhezhu resolutely leaving remained in his mind.

Don't want him anymore, Zhe Zhu doesn't want him anymore!

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There was a crisp sound, something fell from his arms, and a hosta fell in front of him.

Tears of blood fell and happened to fall on the hosta.

Bai Su heard it, but his thoughts are so blurred now that he almost can't tell who he is.

His head was throbbing, making him tremble all over.

While shouting to him to kill the people around him, he was telling him not to be controlled by Tai Yinshu.

Those distorted words made him completely unaware of who was talking to him. He only knew that his head hurt so badly that he was about to die.

He covered his head and forced himself to wake up, but the more he did so, the more pain he suffered, and the screams continued.

And the blurry figure in front of him became his last obsession, stretching out his hand and crawling towards that figure little by little.

But soon, he was so tormented by the pain that he couldn't tell the truth, crying and rolling on the ground, the thoughts in his mind were swallowed up bit by bit.

He doesn't want you anymore, and you won't hurt if you kill him.

At this moment, a distorted voice came from his ears again, saying the words that made him collapse over and over again.

"Ahhhhh!!!" He curled up on the ground and beat his head up and down, heart-piercing screams kept coming out, he wanted to wake up but was stabbed to collapse by those words.

The disciples who had just reached the ninth floor heard the shouts from inside the door, and the heart-wrenching shouts actually made their hearts sink.

Especially Song Yu, who had never heard Bai Su cry like this, subconsciously looked inside the door.

But he only saw Zhe Zhu coming out from the door, but Bai Su didn't come out, and those screams were still coming out.

Before he could ask, Zhezhu knelt on the ground with a trembling body, and immediately spit out the blood that had been pressed in his throat.

The next moment he fell to the ground, his white clothes stained with blood.

Seeing this, Song Yu rushed forward and exclaimed, "Brother!" Then he helped him up.

Zhezhu heard it, and said in a very shallow voice: "Close the door..."

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The 52th day of planting peanuts.