After transmigrating into a waste wood in the world of cultivating immortals, I bound the demon king

"Do you really want to trap yourself here for the rest of your life for such a group of people? Isn't it uncomfortable to repeat the pain of having your soul cut into pieces every day?" Leng Qingning sighed.

Dongli used herself as a guide, and she would also bear the torture suffered by the villagers.

"As long as I can punish them, I have no regrets!"

Yang Fan originally wanted to persuade her to stop, but the tragic scene before her death was still vivid in his mind. Looking back now, it still shocked him. What reason did he have to persuade her to stop?

"What if someone doesn't want you to suffer like this anymore?"

Leng Qingning thought for a while and decided to speak out.

"What are you talking about? How is it possible? There is no one in this world who cares about me at all. They all want me to die soon!" She looked sad. The only person who had good intentions towards her was the second person who was killed by her in order to save her. Ya.

Dongli covered her head in pain, as if she was trapped in painful memories, and kept repeating, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I killed you..."

"I'm a disaster star..."

"What's wrong with her?" Bai Xichen looked at Dongli, who was holding his head and muttering in pain, and was a little at a loss. How should they save her like this?
Seeing her sinking into painful memories, Leng Qingning said: "To be honest, the reason why we came here is because we were entrusted by someone. That person asked us to save you."

The girl seemed unable to hear her voice and kept repeating it.

"Ah~"

At this time, the sudden sigh of the old stone statue sounded.

"Who are you?" The girl who was still crazy at first looked up at the sky warily when she heard the old man sighing.

A white light like a shooting star came from a distance, and standing beside Dong Li, she saw a tall little old man standing beside her. The stone statue of the old man looked exactly like the one Erya was holding in her hand before she died. .

Dongli's empty eyes tightened, and he was a little disbelieving. His voice was slightly trembling when he spoke: "Are you, Erya?"

She tentatively stretched out her scarred and bloody arm, trying to touch the stone statue in front of her, but unfortunately, her hand came up empty.

Dongli looked at her hands with a painful expression, yes, she is a soul body now, how can she touch Erya in the possessed stone statue?

Everyone present was surprised. They looked at the stone sculpture in disbelief. Zhou Xuan was even more shocked and said: "You said she is Erya? No way? Isn't this an old man?"

No matter what, they could not connect this treacherous old man stone statue with the thin and well-behaved Erya.

The voice of the old man in the stone statue suddenly changed into that of a girl. The statue's mouth opened and closed and said: "I'm sorry, I lied to you. I did this because I had no choice but to do it. When I woke up, I found that I was possessed by this stone statue. I don’t know who left me outside the village.”

"Originally, I wanted to go back to the village to rescue Sister Li, but I didn't expect that my sister would use herself as a medium to trap herself and the entire village. I tried several times but couldn't get in. In desperation, I just If you can do this, I didn’t mean to lie to you!”

One was a little old man who apologized to them in a girlish voice and gesture, which seemed weird to me.

"Sister Li, it's those beasts who are at fault. Are they not worth what you do?"

"But what can I do? Things have reached this point. At that time, I had lost my divine power and could only be manipulated by others. I had no choice. But if there was a way, I would not do this..." Dong Li was in pain He hugged himself and burst into tears.

Erya looked at her anxiously and wanted to go over to comfort her, but he passed through her body several times.

"I know you are capable, please, can you help me?" Erya looked at Yan Ci with pleading eyes, while Leng Qingning, Bai Xichen and others looked at him eagerly.Yan Ci stiffened, and he pretended to be nonchalant and said: "That's all, for the sake of asking me, I will reluctantly help you this time."

The strange golden demon pattern appeared on his forehead, and he bit his finger to squeeze out a drop of blood. The blood droplets sank into Dongli's body, and her illusory figure became solid.

"Thank you." Erya knelt down to him solemnly. Her knees were supported by an invisible force. Erya looked at him in surprise.

Yan Ci looked a little unnatural and said: "It's just a small matter, I don't need you to kneel down."

Erya smiled with gratitude from the bottom of her heart. She walked towards Dongli and hugged her tightly. Dongli burst into tears like a child.

Several people present stood silently, and no one made a sound to disturb them.

When the two had cried enough, they reluctantly separated.

Just when Dongli was about to hold her hand, he discovered that Erya's hand turned into powder inch by inch, and her body was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How could this happen, Erya, don't scare me?" Dongli was helpless and tried to stop her from disappearing, but no matter what he did, it was of no avail.

She suddenly discovered that there was a golden thread connecting the palms of her and Erya's hands, and her blood-red nails were fading little by little, and the black energy on her body was also dissipating at a fast speed.

"Erya, stop it! This is the murder I committed myself. There is no need for you to share the consequences for me."

Dongli wanted to break the thread connecting the two of them, but no matter how hard she tried, it didn't work.

"Sister Li, don't waste your efforts. You are a good person and you should not bear such a result."

"The medicinal stone wine you want is buried under the ground where you met me when you came here."

She used her last bit of strength to touch Dongli's face. Erya's lower body quickly turned into powder and dissipated. A pure white teardrop dropped from Dongli's empty eyes and hung in the air.

"Erya, Sister Li is with you." She hugged Erya tightly, and their bodies turned into little golden powder and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

Leng Qingning took the white teardrops floating in front of her, feeling mixed emotions in her heart. Bai Xichen and the others also remained silent, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

The souls of the villagers who were trapped here looked overjoyed when they saw this, "Great, that bitch is finally dead, and we can be freed!"

"That bitch really thought she could deal with us like this. Didn't she die first?"

Seeing these villagers being complacent and speaking obscene words, Yang Fan clenched his fists and said, "These beasts are restless even if they act like ghosts!"

Yang Fan's pupils tightened and he pointed not far away, "What do you think that is?"

Leng Qingning looked around and saw several men with pale faces and strange clothes holding iron chains in their hands, tying the villagers' necks and dragging them away like dogs.

"Please, save us!" The villagers asked Leng Qingning and others for help.

Yan Ci said: "Ghosts are handling the case. I advise you to pretend not to see them."

Several people were shocked and turned their heads away, pretending not to see anything.