In fact, on their way to find Jin Mang, Yan Qingzheng and the others once rested for a night in a place called Yishui Town. At that time, Rong Che was still normal. At night, he and Yan Qingzheng separated and went to a room alone.
Everyone is at peace.
Early the next morning, several people found that he had not come out, so Pei Xing went to the room to see him.
The door to the room was locked, which could not stop Pei Xing, but when he broke in, he found Rong Che lying on the bed well, breathing normally, but he could not wake up no matter what.
After Chu Chu checked it, she was very surprised.
"Didn't he sign a soul contract with the Slaughter Demon Lord? Why would this happen again?"
Chu Chu told everyone that Rong Che's current state is like his consciousness being trapped in the consciousness space and unable to control his body.
Yan Qing was very anxious and asked Chu Chu if there was anything he could do. Chu Chu shook her head.
"If it were someone else, I could still help, but this kid's consciousness is just a drop in the ocean compared to the Demon Lord of Slaughter. If I forcefully enter his consciousness space, I'm afraid he will collapse first without the Demon Lord of Slaughter taking action. So
I can't help him."
"Then what should I do! Didn't I sign a soul contract? How could the Slaughter Demon Lord regret it?"
"No, I mean this kid's consciousness was left in his own consciousness space and he couldn't get out, but the Slaughter Demon Lord didn't control his body, so the Slaughter Demon Lord didn't violate the contract!" Chu Chu thought.
, as expected, ginger is still spicier!
Even if he despised Rong Che at first and was temporarily plotted by him, once he calmed down and thought about it, Rong Che was no match for the Demon Slaughter Lord!
She doesn't have any bad opinions about this. There is no right or wrong in pursuing the road. She can only blame Rong Che for his bad fate. It's not good for anyone he meets, but he meets someone who has been playing for tens of thousands of years.
The Soul-Slaying Demon Lord.
Bad luck!
Luck is something that no one can take away, but no one can replace anyone else.
Yan Qing was crying worriedly, Chu Chu's eyes flickered, but she still didn't say anything.
In fact, from the bottom of her heart, she did not agree with Yan Qingzheng, a promising cultivator, having a relationship with a mortal.
It would not be a bad thing for her if she could get rid of her entanglement with this mortal.
"His body is very fragile now, so it is not suitable to move. You have to think carefully about whether you want to save your good sister or not!" Chu Chu reminded.
Yan Qing was in a dilemma and looked at Pei Xing.
Pei Xing nodded, but he also said: "If Jin Mang is in the same formation, I can't break the formation."
Yan Qingzheng knew that only he could break the formation, but he was worried about leaving Rong Che here alone.
Chu Chu shrugged and said, "You decide for yourself. Anyway, that formation is just a trapping formation, not a killing formation. You can think about it slowly."
She left the room easily and found a direction to play by herself.
Pei Xing sighed, walked over to comfort Yan Qing and said, "Otherwise, let's settle here first and observe for a while. Senior Chu Chu is right, there should be no danger at Jin Mang yet."
Yan Qingzheng could only nod.
Pei Zingxing walked out. In fact, he felt that Chu Chu was hiding something, but Chu Chu's thoughts had always been elusive to him, so before the matter reached the most critical moment, he didn't want to make any assumptions. If Chu Chu was angered, who would
Not having a good time.
He also admired Rong Che very much. As a mortal, he was self-disciplined and perseverant. He was not as arrogant as ordinary mortals in the royal family. Although he was not talkative, he often had unique insights.
But he himself has experienced relationships with mortals, and he knows that the huge gap between two people is difficult to bridge, and they will be separated by life and death at every turn.
Therefore, he just watched the relationship between Yan Qingzheng and Rong Che. He couldn't agree with it, but he couldn't object either.
Yan Qing was staring at Rong Che blankly, feeling helpless in his heart.
She didn't know why the relationship between the two was so tortuous. Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder if it was because of her relationship that made Rong Che's life so unfortunate.
If his sudden appearance hadn't left a mark on this upright man's heart, making him unable to look at other women anymore, wouldn't it be that as the prince of the Fengrong Empire, his life would have been extremely smooth?
However, the Slaughter Demon Lord in Rong Che's body was not because of himself. It can only be said that it was a combination of good and bad luck.
Thinking of slaying the Demon Lord, Yan Qingzheng's eyes darkened.
As expected, he is an experienced veteran who has lived for tens of thousands of years. He can even find loopholes in soul contracts!
Yan Qing was thinking about his unpredictable methods and couldn't help but become anxious. She didn't know if Rong Che was suffering inside or if he was being tortured.
Thinking about this possibility, Yan Qing was crying with worry.
Crystal tears fell down, and for a moment she was heartbroken.
In the seemingly endless void space, Rong Che stood there looking anxious.
Yes, he entered the consciousness space by himself, but it was the Demon Lord of Slaughter who brought him in.
After everyone had a rest at night, the clone of the Slaughter Demon Lord called Rong Che in the sea of consciousness. Rong Che ignored him at first, but he said he knew the origins of those immortal formations. Rong Che thought about Yan Qing's reaction to Jin Mang.
Worried, I asked him what was going on. The Demon Slayer said it was hard to explain and asked him to come in and explain in detail.
Rong Che thought that the soul contract was signed and the other party could not occupy his body to do evil, so he immersed his consciousness in the sea of consciousness.
"Why did the immortal formation appear in the lower realm? Do you know who set it up? What is the purpose?" Rong Che asked a series of questions as soon as he appeared.
The Slaughter Demon Lord answered happily.
"This kind of fairy formation is very common in the fairy world. It is to circle the cultivators who enter the formation, let them compete for limited resources in a small space, kill each other, and then get the final winner as... a servant."
The Slaughter Demon Lord seemed to be gloating, "Oh, this formation also has an appropriate name: Captivity!"
Rong Che frowned, concealing anger.
The word captive sounds like humans treating animals!
"In the beginning, I directly used my realm to crush the enemy. Under my rule, I had loyal subordinates and slaves who signed soul contracts. But the fairy world is much more hypocritical. They use this formation to trap cultivators who are weaker than them or
The spirit beast selects the final winner, then pretends to break the formation by mistake, and releases him as a benefactor. The condition is to sign a time-limited master-servant contract, so there is generally little resistance. But what happens?
It's that simple!" The Slaughter Demon Lord was very disdainful. He thought that he had already crushed the opponent in terms of strength, so it would be better if he just conquered it, and it was made so complicated.
"What else?" Rong Che asked patiently.
"Of course I'll give you a fatal mission before the deadline ends, or sign a new contract within the deadline. Anyway, you won't be able to resist at that time."
The Slaughter Demon Lord smiled sarcastically, not sure whether he was mocking the despicability of the immortals or the stupidity of those who were fooled.
"Then we have broken the formation now, so it should be fine." This is what Rong Che is most worried about.
"Yes, the captivity can no longer trap you, but..." The Slaughter Demon Lord actually felt very happy, and it was a good experience to make this kid anxious, "But the next time we encounter it, maybe it is not a trap but a trap."
The killing array! Even that girl can't escape if she doesn't have time to study!"
The Demon Lord of Slaughter laughed loudly, sweeping away the haze of being restrained some time ago.
Rong Che was really anxious when he heard it and said: "You mean the person who set up this formation is still in the lower realm? He will keep an eye on us at any time?"
"Of course, in this low-level plane, the immortal formation has been broken! This is a shame for the immortals!"
The Slaughter Immortal Lord was still despising the immortal in his heart, but at that moment he suddenly felt that he was trapped in the sea of mortal consciousness and was forced to sign a soul contract and could not take the initiative to seize the body. It seemed that he was not much better.
On the contrary, he is even more cowardly.
So he slowly withdrew his stiff smile and his face became gloomy.
"No, I'm going to tell Qing'er and make preparations early." Rong Che wanted to leave the sea of consciousness.
But he found that he couldn't leave no matter what. No matter how long he flew, he felt like he was standing still. No matter how hard he tried, he could leave just by closing his eyes and thinking about leaving at any time.
Seeing the face of the Slaughter Demon Lord that looked like a smile but not a smile.
After several attempts, Rong Che stopped and felt a thump in his heart, knowing that he had been tricked.
"What does Demon Lord mean by this?" he asked.
"It's not interesting. I just think that I have to spend five hundred years alone in this sea of consciousness...I feel a little lonely, so I want you to come in and accompany me!" The Slaughter Demon Lord became more and more proud, smiling wildly, "
But no one can enter this sea of consciousness except you, so I have no choice but to compromise!"
Rong Che clenched his fists, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then asked: "How can the Demon Lord be willing to put it down and go out?"
The Slaughter Demon Lord raised his index finger in front of his mouth and shook it from side to side: "Absolutely impossible! Don't even think about going out again within five hundred years!"
His evil plan succeeded, and he finally avenged his shame, so he smiled happily and drank the transformed wine, feeling very proud.
Rong Che's heart sank, but he still didn't have much expression. After knowing the intention of killing the Demon Lord, he forced himself to calm down. His purpose was to make himself surrender, but he blamed himself for being too careless. He didn't expect to sign the contract.
With the soul contract, the other party can find a gap and give you a fatal blow!
But he didn't want to die himself.
Rong Che narrowed his eyes and was about to attack himself. At least he wanted to see if the Slaughter Demon Lord would be anxious or scared when he hurt himself.
However, as soon as he had this idea, he found that he couldn't move.
The Slaughter Demon Lord drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, and raised his evil smile: "Are you the one who doesn't have the slightest defense against me?"
He shook his head slowly and flicked his fingers, and Rong Che found that a curtain of water appeared in front of his eyes, and the first picture that appeared on it was that of Yan Qing crying sadly.
Rong Che's heart suddenly tightened, she was crying!
"Your little lover, I am crying because of your unconsciousness! Just let me take a good look at you, and see with your own eyes that the woman you love is suffering for you, and you... can only watch.