Chapter 262

The door was opened, and Li Zhuiyuan saw the main body standing inside.

The two were wearing different clothes; Li Zhuiyuan was wearing the outdoor sports suit he wore when going out to walk the river, while the main body was wearing the casual clothes Li Zhuiyuan would wear at home.

Grandma Liu would order clothes for him. Although not as frequent as A Li's almost one set a day, it completely satisfied Li Zhuiyuan's daily needs.

The clothes were styles that didn't clash with the current times, but the material was excellent, and they were very comfortable to wear.

However, Li Zhuiyuan remembered that when he came here to find the main body the previous few times, the clothes on the main body would be exactly the same as his current image, but now there was a differentiation.

Additionally, when he came the previous few times, the door wasn't locked, and he could push the door open directly while carrying "trash."

Today it was locked, and he had to knock.

The most important thing was the response that just came from inside the door: "What."

This tone shouldn't be one that the main body would make.

Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan reasonably suspected that the main body was preparing something, or was practicing something.

However, now the main body's expression returned to absolute indifference, and there was not the slightest emotion in his eyes.

Li Zhuiyuan walked into the room. The books that should have been piled up like a mountain on and under the desk were all gone. Instead, on the painting table under the wall opposite the desk, many scrolls were spread out.

Main body: "You shouldn't have come in here."

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the painting table and appreciated the masterpieces on it. They were all traditional landscapes and figures. Looking closely, they were exquisite everywhere, but just like when Li Zhuiyuan learned painting from A Li before, there were only pure skills but no emotion.

The dizzy feeling in his brain was still continuing to intensify. Li Zhuiyuan's figure staggered slightly; he knew this was a manifestation of his memory being further modified.

Li Zhuiyuan asked knowingly: "What are you doing?"

Main body: "Learning."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded; the main body didn't lie; he had been learning.

It was himself who understood the main body's "learning behavior" too narrowly.

In all likelihood, the main body had learned the lesson from the last time he briefly controlled the body.

Although the future crisis had clearly intensified, this had nothing to do with the current matter.

Li Zhuiyuan: "The rain outside is so heavy."

Main body: "I said, you shouldn't have come in. You are outside, I am inside. No matter how many times it modifies your memory, I can help you reset it, as long as you can hold on yourself.

But you came in here, and you might pull me into its line of sight. By then, our memories will both be modified, and we... will be destroyed together.

You should understand this principle."

"Mm, I understand."

"But you still came." The main body walked to the cabinet, bent down, took out a can of Jianlibao from the box beside it, and opened it with a "puchi" sound. He took a sip. "Sometimes I really can't understand your rational degradation, just like I can't understand why you like drinking this."

"Supplementing sugar."

"There are better ways to supplement, even more portable than this."

"Habit, I guess."

"It's inertia."

"Hehe."

"You are becoming more and more stupid." The main body raised the drink can in his hand toward Li Zhuiyuan. "You'd better find a way to restrain yourself a bit, otherwise the existence of an inner demon of your quality will make me very embarrassed."

At this time, black rainwater began to beat against the window, and the ceiling and four walls also began to darken in color; this was about to seep water.

Main body: "Look, you're about to get me killed together with you."

"Mm." Li Zhuiyuan responded, also walked to the cabinet, bent down to pick up a can of Jianlibao, opened it, and took a sip. "The taste you restored is almost exactly the same."

Main body: "It has nothing to do with me; it's because you've drunk it."

Li Zhuiyuan carried the drink and walked to the bedside to sit down.

The doors and windows swayed in the wind, and the outside had become completely dim.

The main body put down the drink, walked in front of Li Zhuiyuan, and asked: "Purpose."

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head.

Main body: "Is it extortion, blackmail, or probing? All can be said, and all can be discussed."

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head and took a sip of soda.

Main body: "You don't need to do ridiculous handling here. Between us, there's no need for this, because the one who degraded and became stupid is you, while I have never changed."

"Drip... drip... drip..."

Rainwater began to drip into the room.

Li Sanjiang's house and the surrounding fields were the illusion of the deepest part of Li Zhuiyuan's consciousness.

And the second-floor bedroom where Li Zhuiyuan lived was the area with the most sense of security and special significance. At the same time, this was also where the main body was sealed and suppressed.

It's just that the main body didn't change the environment here. According to normal logic, opening the door of this room, the scene inside should be similar to a prison, with chains binding the main body.

The main body didn't go to create this atmosphere, probably too lazy to pull the chains and roar and curse hysterically every time he saw Li Zhuiyuan.

This kind of meaningless thing that was just purely venting emotions was, for the main body, the torture that was most unbearable.

Not just this room, but the entire building, the dam, and the surrounding fields were also maintained by the main body as they were.

Sometimes, what Grandma added in reality and where it was renovated, including the new parking position of the delivery tricycle, the main body would also follow Li Zhuiyuan's "line of sight" to synchronize.

"Da da da da..."

The water was seeping more and more severely, and several puddles gradually condensed on the ground.

"Clang!"

The glass on the window shattered, and the wind, carrying black rainwater, rushed in, blowing the hair and clothes of the two people in the room.

Main body: "It is about to see me."

Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the drink can that had been placed there by the main body earlier, signaling the other party to pick it up.

The main body picked it up again.

Li Zhuiyuan raised the Jianlibao in his hand and clinked cans with the other party.

"Pa!"

With a light touch, liquid splashed out from both drink cans.

The main body took a sip.

Li Zhuiyuan also took a sip, then frowned and spat it out.

Main body: "The taste of Jianlibao in your memory has also been modified."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm, it's become so hard to drink; there's a smell of corpse water."

The main body looked around and said: "It's going to be too late. Are you planning to die together?"

Li Zhuiyuan put down the drink can, got off the bed, walked straight to the door, and stopped.

"You keep asking my purpose. I've been thinking until now. If I have to say a purpose, is it that having no purpose is also a purpose?"

Main body: "Low-level."

"I just felt like it, so I came in to sit for a while, dropping by for a visit."

Main body: "Childish."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't refute, pushed the door open, and walked out.

Accompanied by Li Zhuiyuan's departure, the room began to quickly return to its original state; the broken window was restored, and the water that had seeped in disappeared.

The main body walked to the window and looked out through the yellowing, pale white curtains.

Outside this room, there were traces of decay everywhere; the terrace floor was pitted and covered with black plants.

Even those two rattan chairs were broken and unbearable at this time, covered with dirt, insect corpses, and bird droppings.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't mind and lay down directly.

The large farmland in front was already desolate under the soaking of black water, just like his memory now, and also his past life.

"Swish..."

Black rainwater poured down, beating on Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes were open. Through the rain curtain, he could see segments of his past memories being rapidly tampered with.

The youth's eyes gradually lost their luster, and his eyes finally closed slowly.

Above, dark clouds condensed, forming a distorted and ferocious face.

"I thought you had how much ability; I didn't expect that when facing an irresistible situation, you could give up so quickly, not even bothering to do a perfunctory struggle.

Before Yu Tiannan died, he could still shatter my body and suppress me, using me as a finishing touch to his life.

And before I perish, I can only drag you with me.

This makes me very unwilling and also very regretful."

Li Zhuiyuan actually not only didn't resist but also deliberately opened up all his defenses. This wasn't surrendering to the face above, but to facilitate the main body to help him reset his memory.

Inside the room, the main body was still standing there.

Outside, Li Zhuiyuan's memory had been thoroughly tampered with. Theoretically speaking, he already possessed all the characteristics of death except for death itself.

But the main body wouldn't let Li Zhuiyuan die now. Regardless of whether Li Zhuiyuan entered the room or not, the main body would help him.

Because accompanied by Li Zhuiyuan closing his eyes, the black rainwater that had originally left began to invade this room again.

Losing the protection of the external inner demon, the main body here would also be exposed sooner or later.

This was also the reason why the main body couldn't understand why Li Zhuiyuan insisted on coming into the room to sit for a while. In his view, this was a tacit understanding that didn't need much discussion; helping him was also helping himself.

The main body closed his eyes. At this moment, he felt he understood the reason for Li Zhuiyuan's series of behaviors earlier.

"You are afraid, afraid that in the constant modification and resetting of memory, you will become numb... You might even perish in this process. You don't need me to do it myself; you will no longer be you, and finally, you will actively merge with me."

This should have been good news, but good news also depends on the time. The main body could see rolling dark clouds outside. Before consuming those dark clouds, if Li Zhuiyuan really became completely numb and collapsed and merged with himself, he would still have to be exposed.

The main body was an absolutely rational existence. He could postpone the time of making a move for a better situation, so how could he let himself become a swan song as soon as he woke up?

"This time, you have to hold on."

The experience and memory with this body as a carrier were shared, but theoretically, the main body could take the opportunity of helping Li Zhuiyuan reset his memory to make some modifications inside, laying out for future moves.

But the main body didn't do that. Under the current situation, any slip-up of his own could lead to Li Zhuiyuan's collapse.

When the main body's eyes slowly opened, on the rattan chair outside, Li Zhuiyuan's eyes were also opening.

It was his memory, and it began to be laid out again.

Li Zhuiyuan began to review his life. He remembered things very early, and the recovery point of his memory was also very early, from infancy, childhood, and then to coming to Nantong later.

It sounded a bit absurd; he "walked" through his life again.

Accompanied by the recovery of memory, the dirty and dilapidated rattan chair under him began to return to its original state, the pitted terrace returned to the familiar flatness, and the farmland in front of him rippled with green waves.

It's just that the sky above was still covered with dark clouds.

The human face expressed confusion:

"What's going on?"

It had clearly destroyed his memory, but why was his memory replicated again?

There was no time to think about the specific reason, and the black rain poured down majestically again.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes, which had already opened, slowly closed again. The memory in his brain suffered another round of destruction, and the surrounding environment also entered decay once again.

Inside the room, the main body closed his eyes again, and then opened them again.

This was an unfair tug-of-war, because the youth was two against one.

But if one really wanted to be serious, it was also beyond reproach, because the youth's "two" was actively split by himself.

This also enabled the two of them to use this loophole to fight a protracted war with the face in the sky.

The human face didn't discover the existence of the main body, because this itself didn't conform to common sense.

Just like Tan Wenbin cultivating those two children, it was considered one body and three souls, including the coexistence of Yu Miaomiao's beast soul and human soul in one body. But in essence, they were just multiple souls accommodated in one body. Li Zhuiyuan here was a genuine one soul with two thoughts, and they shared memories.

This special evil spirit, the human face, possessed a talent for controlling memory. In its perspective, this kind of thing was absolutely impossible to happen.

Unless Li Zhuiyuan deliberately stayed in that room and exposed the main body together.

But in this world, there are always exceptions. Liu Yumei was a Long Wang family member, and she had never heard of anyone who could ignite their own lamp and directly start walking the river.

Opening eyes again and again, and closing eyes again and again.

Li Zhuiyuan experienced the destruction and reshaping of his life again and again from his own perspective.

Memory is not the soul; it is an important component but not the only one. Therefore, its changes can leave traces.

It's like a movie; you watch it once, and then erase its memory. After watching it repeatedly, you will still feel boring.

Because even if you forget its plot, the emotional points and thinking points inside have left you with inertia, or rather, raised some kind of threshold.

Life is also like this. When you were a child, picking up a beautiful stone could make you happy all day; when you grow up, you only feel it's childish. When you were a child, a big event like the sky falling, when looking back as an adult, is just ordinary.

And this is just the most normal epitome of ordinary people. What Li Zhuiyuan is experiencing now is a thousand or ten thousand times this degree, and it is a rapid cycle over and over again.

Inside the room, the main body was worried about whether Li Zhuiyuan could still hold on.

According to normal logic, Li Zhuiyuan should have reached the edge of collapse. It is very likely that the next time he opens his eyes, he will reject and resent his life, and even hate his own existence, wishing he could just perish.

However, Li Zhuiyuan had no extra movements. No matter whether the rattan chair was new, old, dirty, or clean, he had always been lying there.

Every time he opened and closed his eyes, it was like a short nap.

The dark clouds in the sky were becoming thinner and thinner in this tug-of-war.

The farmland on the ground shrank from a large piece to a small vegetable garden, the east and west rooms only left a phantom, and the places behind the terrace that couldn't be seen also became blurred.

Both sides were in a tug-of-war in consciousness, both were holding on, so naturally, some non-essential costs had to be reduced.

It was just that Li Zhuiyuan's mental level was different from ordinary people, and he had obtained the lotus creation of Pudu Zhenjun; otherwise, even if he and the main body had the ability to cheat, they wouldn't have the capital to start this game.

However, other places were virtualized and weakened, but only the room behind Li Zhuiyuan remained as it was. The door and windows of Grandpa's bedroom were gone, and even the tiles on the outer wall couldn't see the texture, as if they were pasted with a layer of white cement ash.

The human face finally discovered the problem: "Who is in there."

Immediately after, the human face looked at Li Zhuiyuan on the rattan chair: "You, what on earth are you!"

The rain no longer beat toward the rattan chair area, but focused on beating toward the room.

The doors, windows, and walls were soon corroded to be riddled with holes, especially the ceiling, which had been hollowed out in a large area.

The main body raised his head and looked upward. Most of the sky had already cleared, except for this small circle above that still had dark clouds.

Both sides fought to the end and had to face the situation of close-quarters combat.

Looking at the two identical Li Zhuiyuans, and sensing the identical memory aura on them, the human face was full of surprise.

Perhaps, compared to this kind of special existence, what made it harder to understand was that the two sides could actually reach cooperation.

How could there be such a thing in this world?

This not only violates human nature and nature but also violates the Heavenly Dao!

If it were an ordinary person, it would be fine, but this is the common descendant of the Qin and Liu families, and he is still walking the river. More importantly, the human face had already experienced the terrifying talent on Li Zhuiyuan.

Such a person, on the surface, has already reached this point, and behind the scenes, he can actually raise another self.

Heavenly Dao, why don't you manage it?

How can you allow such a freak to exist?

The black rainwater hit the main body, and he felt his memory being tampered with.

The main body turned his head. The doors and windows in front of him had collapsed, so he could see Li Zhuiyuan lying on the rattan chair.

The rattan chair was new, which meant that Li Zhuiyuan at this moment was in a state of open eyes and complete memory.

But the main body was worried that Li Zhuiyuan at this moment had become a puppet without emotion, like extreme gray and white, with only that little bit of faint color hanging on.

So, the main body might not be able to count on Li Zhuiyuan to help him.

Taking a step back, this was also a good opportunity for Li Zhuiyuan to take the opportunity to delete his "main body." As long as he dared to gamble, gamble on the remaining strength of the face above, which was only enough to annihilate one of himself.

Li Zhuiyuan, would you be so stupid?

"Creak..."

It was the sound of the rattan chair being moved.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and looked at the main body. Perhaps guessing what the main body was thinking, Li Zhuiyuan said:

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

The human face deliberately concentrated the rain on the main body, just hoping that it could watch from the sidelines, so as to solve one first and then solve itself.

The more critical the final decisive moment, the easier it is for selfish thoughts to erupt.

Li Zhuiyuan actively walked into the severely damaged room and shared the rain with the main body.

"Why is it like this, why is it like this!"

In the sky, the human face, which had shrunk countless times from the beginning to almost the size of a kite, began to roar.

It tried to destroy this one, and the other helped; and when it tried to destroy the other, this one also went to help!

Li Zhuiyuan: "It finally chose to target you alone, proving that it doesn't have much strength left; letting it destroy you first, I don't have absolute certainty that I can face it alone; and if we join forces, we can win steadily.

I choose the latter."

The main body didn't care about the choice but looked at Li Zhuiyuan: "You haven't changed?"

What tone Li Zhuiyuan had when he entered the room earlier, he still had that tone now.

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Having repeatedly destroyed and rebuilt my life so many times, how could there be no change."

Main body: "Then what change is this?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "In the repeated cycle, I became numb to bad memories and memories I don't like, and made the memories I like clearer.

So, it was a bit uncomfortable at first, but later, it was actually quite beautiful and warm."

The self that used to pretend, the self that deliberately performed in front of Li Lan, he chose to become numb in repeated experiences; focusing on feeling the memory time spent with Grandpa, A Li, and all his partners.

In the past, the years hurried by, unable to stop, and even less time to reminisce. This time, it was a thorough reminiscence, and many regrets were also made up for in memory.

Grandpa took him to Shanghai to treat his eyes. He once had an emotional breakdown and hugged him in the alley and cried bitterly. At that time, he wanted to comfort Grandpa with a smile, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't smile. Now, he smiled.

When he grabbed Runsheng's incense and burned himself, facing the angry and disappointed A Li, he couldn't express his regret and grievance in time. This time, he expressed it too.

The past cannot be changed, but it can be slowly smoothed out in memory. This time, he smoothed it very thoroughly.

And finally understood the true meaning of the word "let go."

Main body: "How did you think of being able to do this?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Is it difficult? Grandpa would know, or rather, most normal people who grow old will."

Main body: "Just that simple?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Those who pursue longevity won't."

It was still raining.

Li Zhuiyuan and the main body's memories were still being destroyed, but the degree of this offensive was much, much weaker than before.

Main body: "Counterattack."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Okay, divide the memory into the first and second halves. I'll defend the second half; you should like the first half more."

Main body: "Can."

Li Zhuiyuan: "After it ends, reset the missing memories of the other party. Both hold half, not afraid of the other party making trouble."

Main body: "You might not like the first half of the memory."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Without the first half as a foil, how can one experience the beauty of the second half."

The two raised their heads, facing the small cluster of dark clouds and the floating human face above, and began to take the initiative to attack.

Half of the rainwater falling on them was bounced away.

After a period of stalemate, the dark clouds in the sky became smaller and smaller, and the human face returned to its normal size.

It lost.

There was no thrilling scene of slaughter, but it lost in the field it was best at.

It couldn't even find an excuse to say that it was far from its peak state, because the youth in front of it hadn't reached adulthood either.

The human face fell down, arrived in front of Li Zhuiyuan, and said anxiously:

"Quick, I'm about to disappear. Quick, let me enter that book of yours, let me enter that book of yours!"

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and grabbed it.

But the human face flashed a ray of light and broke free from Li Zhuiyuan's control.

But the next moment, a phantom of a large hand reached out from above. Although it was very transparent and weak, it carried a majestic aura and thoroughly gripped the human face.

Main body: "Squeeze it."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm."

"Bang!"

The human face was crushed.

Just now, the main body used one of the Twelve Decrees of Fengdu. In terms of momentum, it was one level higher than Li Zhuiyuan using it himself.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Learned well."

Main body: "Using the 'Liu Family Qi-Gazing Technique' to forge the Great Emperor's aura, and then using the Twelve Decrees of Fengdu, there can be a causal bonus."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Telling me so generously?"

Main body: "I haven't prepared to receive this body yet. Additionally, I don't want you to be so weak, and still have to continue to disturb me in the future."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Then how long do you need to prepare?"

Main body: "You actually had the opportunity to completely pour that evil spirit into the body of the youth named Chen Jing, treat that youth as a sacrifice, and thoroughly seal it."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Mm, I know."

Main body: "You were merciful, not willing to kill him?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "When he was in the hospital, I deliberately didn't contact him, just because I didn't want to have extra ties with him."

Main body: "Since you had already scheduled it, then why..."

Li Zhuiyuan placed his hand in front of his chin. While his fingers spread out, a smile also appeared on his face:

"I changed my mind. Look at the effect now, isn't it better? When I want to smile, it's much simpler than before."

Main body: "You were deliberate for the sake of treating the illness."

Li Zhuiyuan waved his hand: "Alright, let's not chat. I still have to solve the things outside..."

"Did you forget how much of our energy was consumed." The main body pointed to the environment of Grandpa's house that hadn't been restored and was still riddled with holes, "The deepest part of your consciousness is like this. When you wake up, can you still keep clear-headed?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Right, rather than falling into a coma directly after waking up, it's better to continue staying here. At least here there is you to chat with."

The main body didn't speak and turned to walk into the room.

Li Zhuiyuan followed. When the main body passed the wardrobe, he reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

The main body stopped: "What are you doing?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Shouldn't you ask... 'What'?"

The main body was silent.

Li Zhuiyuan straightened the main body's position and faced the wardrobe with him.

Most of the wardrobe was rotten, the clothes inside were basically rotten, and the mirror on the wardrobe door was also dirty and cracked, but it could barely reflect a person's shadow.

At this moment, on the mirror, two broken and mottled youths were reflected.

Li Zhuiyuan: "You learned the lesson from the last time you briefly replaced this body, because you know that with your posture, you cannot fully receive my interpersonal network, so you changed your strategy.

You want to master this body in the next move, and no one will be able to distinguish that you have replaced me.

Let me guess, when I came to knock on the door in the rain just now, what were you doing in the room."

Li Zhuiyuan stretched his left hand to the front, separated his thumb and index finger, and placed them on the corners of the main body's mouth, then helped him slowly lift the corners of his mouth upward:

"At that time, were you inside, practicing performing a smile?"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The confrontation outside was very lively.

After all, it was a monster that had followed the Long Wang. Even if its flesh was rotten and its memory was gone, just relying on the instinct of anger, it was still incomparably terrifying.

But its limitations were also very obvious, just like when the ancients faced jackals, tigers, and leopards. As long as it was organized properly, no matter how powerful the beast was, it could only fall to the ground and howl in despair.

Zhao Yi was now the role of the organizer.

Different from Li Zhuiyuan, who could rely on red threads to command the team like an arm, Zhao Yi took the opposite approach, fixing each person's position, or even saying it was rigid.

Runsheng was always responsible for the first defense. After the defense ended, he would do adjustments and rest, and never participate in the attack.

Lin Shu was always responsible for the first round of counterattack after the other party's attack ended. Regardless of the effect of the counterattack, he would go up and hit a set and then immediately return to the formation.

During the rest of the time, Tan Wenbin would carry out harassment throughout the process. He didn't need to create substantial damage, just carry out mental provocation.

Tan Wenbin witnessed Young Master Zhao's lack of bottom line again. He even ordered himself to send the two children out, hovering in front of that person, and shaking their little birds in front of him.

Facts proved that even out of instinct, males are difficult to accept their castration in that regard.

Therefore, the damage wasn't high, but the insult was extremely strong. Every time this happened, the dog would be furious and take the initiative to launch an attack again.

The Liang sisters didn't have a fixed position, which meant that everywhere was their position.

Under Zhao Yi's command, they had to help Runsheng defend, help Lin Shu counterattack, and even help Tan Wenbin carry out provocation.

After a big battle, the others were all fine, just with some indifferent injuries, and their state was maintained quite well. But the Liang sisters were very embarrassed, and their aura was no longer stable.

As for Zhao Yi himself, he didn't go down and commanded the whole process.

He originally intended to embed himself in a certain position, but after the actual battle, he found that the people under the Li-surnamed one had improved so much since the last time in Lijiang!

Having such an excellent team configuration made Zhao Yi feel that if he were the Li-surnamed one, he would be too lazy to practice martial arts and suffer.

In short, Zhao Yi's spiritual progress and practical passivity achieved very good results. On the dog's body, the area of tattoos was gradually increasing, which meant that the rotten area was increasing.

It only had that last breath left to support it, and now it had been released by Zhao Yi for more than half.

Drag it a bit more, endure a bit more, and that guy would fall to the ground by himself.

No way, he was using someone else's team, and he didn't want to cripple or kill people, which would be hard to explain to the Li-surnamed one. If he used his own team... Zhao Yi would be even more reluctant.

At this time, an abnormality appeared on the formation side.

The originally pitch-black big eggshell suddenly began to fade, and then in everyone's sight, these black mists all surged madly into Li Zhuiyuan's body.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan fell to the ground, life or death unknown.

"You continue, maintain the formation, and put pressure on it!"

After giving the order, Zhao Yi left the formation, came to Li Zhuiyuan's side, checked the youth's situation, and then shouted:

"He's fine, just overdrawn and fainted!"

Zhao Yi looked at the Liang sisters: "Give me the remaining bottle too!"

The Liang sisters gritted their teeth. They really had a sense of grievance in their hearts. They had only heard of wives who had married off turning their elbows outward, but this man turned them the most severely.

Liang Li sent the jade bottle over.

Zhao Yi: "Go help Runsheng defend quickly!"

Liang Li returned quickly and, together with her sister, carried the wolfdog's new round of offensive.

Zhao Yi first gave the medicine liquid in the jade bottle to Li Zhuiyuan to drink, and then touched his pocket, took out several exquisite pills, and sent them into the youth's mouth.

These pills weren't cheap; they were all pounded out by Old Man Tian day and night at a very low yield rate. Sometimes when he, Zhao Yi, was injured, he couldn't bear to eat them.

However, although he didn't know how the Li-surnamed one did it, he did indeed eliminate that most difficult evil spirit.

He left a mad dog here, but this mad dog couldn't jump for too long.

Zhao Yi reached out and rummaged through Li Zhuiyuan's sleeves. When his hand was withdrawn, there was a handful of copper coins in his palm.

"Li-surnamed one, rest well. I'll borrow this first, hehe... sigh."

The joy only stayed on his face for a short moment, followed by sadness. The copper coin sword used by his own ancestors had to be taken sneakily when he wanted to use it, and after getting it, he had to be secretly pleased.

"You guys rest."

Giving the Liang sisters a "small vacation," Zhao Yi held the copper coin sword and went up, replacing their position.

His side also changed from the stalemate stage to the main attack stage at this moment.

But that dog had no memory after all, so naturally, there was no such thing as dignity. After finding that it couldn't suppress this group of hateful people more and more, it began to consider saving strength and running away.

Tan Wenbin: "The provocation effect is reduced."

Zhao Yi: "Mm, it wants to run."

Tan Wenbin: "Must stop it, can pay the price."

Whether it was himself, Runsheng, or A You, they hadn't revealed their trump cards yet.

It had fought to this extent; even if it meant overdrawing and becoming paralyzed, they had to keep the other party forever.

Zhao Yi was about to nod. With Tan Wenbin actively proposing this, he was much calmer when giving orders next.

But just at this moment, Zhao Yi frowned and reached out to tear his clothes. There was a fresh and complex scar on his heart, proving that he often dug his own heart to play.

His thumb reached in and hooked. When it reached out again, there was a small colorful snake wrapped around it, the size of an earthworm.

Tan Wenbin noticed this scene and subconsciously pursed his lips. Sometimes he felt he was ruthless enough to himself, but as long as he compared himself with this Young Master Zhao, this feeling vanished.

Zhao Yi sent this snake into his mouth, chewed it "crunch crunch," and swallowed it.

Runsheng, who had just finished a round of defense and was adjusting, didn't turn his head and just asked: "Does it taste good?"

Zhao Yi: "After it ends, I'll invite you to taste one. I'm nourishing quite a few snake eggs in my heart. At critical moments, they can eliminate various obstacles and pass messages to me."

Immediately after, Zhao Yi said to Tan Wenbin: "Sun Yan warned, there should be someone with a special identity appearing above. The warning level is very high."

Tan Wenbin: "Is the person coming very powerful?"

Zhao Yi: "Perhaps it's also someone coming; Sun Yan simply couldn't deal with it."

For someone Sun Yan, this kind of beast tamer, couldn't deal with, Tan Wenbin immediately said:

"Yu family member!"

Zhao Yi: "Mm."

Only the ability of the Yu family could completely restrain Sun Yan. Last time, Yu Miaomiao and her attendants could easily make all of Sun Yan's monsters defect.

Moreover, the Yu family members also have sufficient motive to appear here at this time.

Zhao Yi: "Damn it, new trouble has arrived; I must speed up and resolve this."

After speaking, Zhao Yi looked toward Li Zhuiyuan, who was in a coma over there, and cursed in his heart:

"Damn it, why are you sleeping at a time like this!"

He had completely forgotten that he himself had just been urging the other person to get some good rest.

Tan Wenbin turned his head to look at Yin Meng.

With enemies present outside, it would be inappropriate to overdraw and become paralyzed, losing combat effectiveness at this moment; if one wants to find an opportunity to end the battle quickly, one can only pin one's hopes on a surprise move.

Zhao Yi also looked at Yin Meng. Since they had converged outside the Water Curtain Cave earlier, the Liang sisters had secretly relayed to him the situation when they were dealing with Shen Huaiyang; the sisters' assessment of Yin Meng's ability to observe and control the timing of the battlefield was simply astonishing.

This made even Zhao Yi himself feel strange. It wasn't the first time he had known Yin Meng; if you said she was a good cook, Zhao Yi would admit it, but this battlefield awareness?

It is easy to improve one's strength, but is it possible to improve one's brain?

During the previous battle, Zhao Yi had also tried to let Yin Meng use the two exorcism whips to coordinate the battlefield, but the effect was extremely poor. Yin Meng's own performance was not up to par, and when he, Zhao Yi, opened his mouth to direct her, there was also a lag.

Then, Zhao Yi sent the Liang sisters to drag those two balls of flesh back when they launched their attack and hand them to Yin Meng, letting her focus on summoning insects.

But even after summoning until now, there was still no sign of the insects.

Zhao Yi: "How is it going? How much longer?"

Yin Meng held the yellow paper in her hand, shaking it continuously, but the paper just wouldn't ignite. She had also used a lighter, but it still wouldn't light up.

Every time a spark appeared, she felt a terrifying palpitation in her heart, and then the spark would extinguish.

She knew that it was her ancestor, unable to accept this kind of unorthodox sacrifice within the unorthodox.

At this moment, facing Zhao Yi's inquiry, just as Yin Meng was about to explain, Tan Wenbin spoke up first to answer:

"The grade of this sacrificial meat is too high; she is of low status and little influence, so she cannot urge it to move.

Heh, the one receiving the sacrifice has a very foul temper and also likes to put on airs. On ordinary days, he looks down on all of us and only recognizes Brother Xiaoyuan."

Seeing this, Zhao Yi reached out and snatched the yellow paper from Yin Meng's hand, flicking it vigorously. A spark appeared, but it immediately extinguished again.

Tan Wenbin did not add fuel to the fire, but instead took the initiative to say:

"Forget it, let me try. I have the seal script inscriptions written by Brother Xiaoyuan here; let's see if we can make a rubbing of them. Brother Xiaoyuan is, after all, from a proper Dragon King family, so the grade should be sufficient, even if it's just a rubbing."

Zhao Yi's gaze sank. He immediately used his fingernail to cut his finger, wrote a blood letter on the yellow paper, and then shouted sternly:

"Regardless of which local deity or illicit shrine you are, I, Zhao Yi of Jiujiang, am requesting this sacrifice for you today. If I tell you to eat, you eat! Don't you dare be ungrateful, damn it!"

"Hum."

In an instant, the yellow paper burst into flames!

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(End of chapter)