Nan Qing thought that Shen Zhimu might destroy his own cultivation when he saw him cultivating demons, but he didn't expect that what he imagined would happen so quickly.

As soon as they met, he wanted to destroy her cultivation.

Abandoning one's cultivation is equivalent to removing bones from flesh, and the pain can be imagined.

Nan Qing looked at the elixir in front of her and Shen Zhimu's determined eyes. She backed away: "Master, please listen to my explanation first. I can't abolish my cultivation. My cultivation must not be abolished...

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Her voice was trembling, and her eyes and actions were filled with fear.

Er Er's eyes brightened slightly. After pretending, she started pretending again.

Shen Zhimu was confused when he heard her words, why couldn't he abolish his cultivation? Sooner or later, this demonic cultivation technique would bring disaster to her life.

She must be afraid of pain.

"Nan Nan, don't be afraid. It won't hurt if you take this pill. I won't hurt you. You can't keep this kind of cultivation."

Shen Zhimu didn't know why she cultivated demons, and he didn't want to know. He just wanted to bring her back to the right path.

People who cultivate demons never end well.

Moreover, cultivating demons will affect a person's character, which you can't see now. As the demonic arts become more and more powerful, her heart will be swallowed up by darkness, and by then there will really be no way to save her.

He couldn't watch his direct disciple reach that point.

Although he knew that she cultivated demons, Shen Zhimu still felt that she was still the obedient child and that all she needed to do was abolish her cultivation in this life.

"Nan Nan, you must not use this magic skill. It will harm you. Listen to Master, okay? Master will help you abolish these skills. This is the best elixir. It won't hurt if you take it."

Zhimu took the medicine and wanted to feed her.

Nan Qing covered his mouth and said anxiously: "Master, don't waste my cultivation, okay? I have cultivated with great difficulty. I want to cultivate. I want you to live forever like my senior sister and senior brother. I can't live without my own cultivation."

Yes, I can't..."

"Do you want to cultivate this body to live forever? Immortality is not difficult. I can help you practice immortality, but you can't keep this body of cultivation. Be obedient and take this medicine." Shen Zhimu forcefully asked for the medicine.

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Nan Qing didn't dare to open her mouth, she struggled desperately to get out of bed and escape.

Shen Zhimu grabbed her wrist and was afraid of hurting her, so in the end he could only suppress her and prevent her from escaping from the bed.

"Nan Nan, you will be in great pain if you don't take this medicine."

It will still hurt after taking this medicine, but at least it can relieve it a lot.

This was something Shen Zhimu didn't dare to say.

The pain of abolishing one's cultivation is not something that ordinary people can bear. No matter how strong a monk is, he will become paralyzed with fear when he hears the words "abolish one's cultivation".

He never imagined that she would suffer such pain, and that he would be the one to carry it out.

But it won’t work without abolishing it.

The elder of the Tianzong sect personally taught his disciples how to cultivate demons. Jian Yun had a good relationship with him and would not tell anyone about it, but he would never tolerate such a thing. He had to show off.

As long as this demonic cultivation technique is abolished, he can completely protect her, Jianyun will not reveal it, and pretend that Nannan is not at the sealing port that night.

Shen Zhimu thought that he was an upright person, but when something happened to his beloved, he could not be fair.

Shen Zhimu both despised his behavior and was happy about it.

He is partial, and he just wants to protect her.

But this is a magic attack and there is no need to discuss it.

Shen Zhimu forcefully stuffed the medicine into her mouth.

Nan Qing's tongue was about to spit out what she was about to push, but Shen Zhimu sealed her lips in the next second. It was not sealed by magic, but pressed his lips against hers.

The tip of her tongue came in, and when she was shocked and panicked, the medicine was pushed into her throat and slid into her stomach.

The moment Nan Qing took the elixir, his whole body became weak.

Isn’t this the ancient version of anesthetics?

Nan Qing's expression became more and more distracted. Her tongue was weak and she spoke in confusion: "Master, please, don't destroy me. I want to... accompany you forever..."

My tongue was so weak that the last sentence was unclear and I couldn't make out the meaning at all.

You must hurry up, Mu Sang will be interrogated in the main hall tomorrow.

Shen Zhimu straightened her position and took off her clothes in a few moments.

Shen Zhimu didn't dare to look into her eyes, he was afraid that he would see Nannan's desperate and painful eyes.

Nan Qing thought he would just sleep and be over.

Unexpectedly, she was so naive!

She underestimated the pain of losing her cultivation!

When Shen Zhimu used the medicine, the pill didn't work at all. Nan Qing was so drowsy that she was about to fall asleep, but in the next second, severe pain spread throughout her body, which was worse than the demon soul scurrying around in her body. She instantly Eyes wide open.

"ah!"

She screamed in pain, as if this could offset some of the pain.

Heart-rending screams.

Those screams struck Shen Zhimu like knives.

Shen Zhimu finally knew what it meant to feel like his heart was cut by a knife.

Is this the price of being emotional? Loving someone can be so painful.

She was crying and shouting.

"Nan Nan, Nan Nan, it's okay, don't cry." Shen Zhimu took out another pill and fed it in with trembling hands.

"Master, Master, Master." As she screamed in pain, she also called him over and over again, as if she was trying to make him soften and stop the power in her hands.

Shen Zhimu has never been so cruel.

It was obvious that he was reluctant to part with him and felt heartbroken, but he still didn't stop.

"Nan Nan, it's okay for you to hate Master. It's Master's fault... It's my fault. I didn't take good care of you, didn't pay enough attention to you, and didn't find out in time that you were cultivating demons. It's me, the Master. I didn’t behave well.”

Nan Qing rolled on the bed in pain.

"Nannan."

Shen Zhimu set up a barrier so that no matter how loud the noise was in the room, no one could hear it outside and no one could break in.

This night was extremely long, and both of them were in pain that was worse than death.

I don't know how long it took.

Her voice was completely hoarse and she had no strength to scream. She could only lie on the bed dying as if his spiritual power spread throughout her body.

The sky was gradually breaking, and a ray of light came into the dark room.

Shen Zhimu's hair was disheveled, his clothes were all wrinkled by her, and his face was pale. This was probably Shen Zhimu's most embarrassing appearance in a hundred years.

Nan Qing was no better than him. She was lying on the bed as silently as a rag doll.

Shen Zhimu withdrew his spiritual power, his whole body was trembling, and he did not dare to look at her.

Shen Zhimu got out of bed: "Nannan, have a good sleep. I'll ask your senior sister to take care of you."

"..."

She opened her mouth and said something, but her voice was so weak that it was hard to hear.

Shen Zhimu's heart hurt. He mustered up the courage to look up at her. Seeing her weak appearance, Shen Zhimu regretted it...

Shen Zhimu squatted beside the bed: "Nannan, don't talk now, have a good sleep, everything will be fine, nothing will happen again, don't be afraid."

He reached out to take away the sweaty hair from her face, but she turned her eyes away and looked at his hand in fear.

Shen Zhimu's hands froze in mid-air.

Nan Nan is afraid of him...

Shen Zhimu took his hand back: "I won't touch you, don't be afraid of me."

Nan Qing had no tears left to shed, and her eyes were bloodshot: "Shen... Shen Zhimu, I want to go home."

Shen Zhimu's eyes shrank, she called him Shen Zhimu?

What does it mean.

Shen Zhimu panicked, but he didn't dare to ask urgently. She was very weak now and needed a good rest.

"I will take you home after you recover."

"good……"

Nan Qing closed his eyes and turned his head away.

She could not see him by closing her eyes, but she still had to turn her head away. She hated him so much.
To be continued...