This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 136 Passionate but always seems ruthless

Although the method of coercion was used, he could be locked up to prevent him from running around, but there was nothing he could do about cultivation, because Shen Yue had no way to force him to practice.

Shen Yue set up a barrier so that Rong Hua couldn't leave the Ziqing Palace.

As a blind old father, Shen Yue was really heartbroken.

The little tree spirit seemed to have noticed the depression emanating from Shen Yue's body, and hugged her fingers humbly, as if acting like a spoiled child.

Shen Yue couldn't help rubbing the soft jelly-like creature twice, sighed, and exclaimed: "It would be great if he could be as good as you."

The little tree spirit didn't know if he understood what she was saying, and kept humming, as if expressing something to her.

However, Shen Yue didn't understand anything.

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Rong Hua has been having a dream recently, repeatedly, as if it happened in real life.

Someone was calling him, it was a call from the soul, and this feeling of fate made him unable to control himself to search for it.

In the abyss of the sea in the huge hard ice trapped by countless chains, there is a black figure.

His limbs and his whole body were bound by arm-thick iron chains, and there was no living thing ten miles away.

The powerful demonic energy was enveloped by another white ray of light, and only a few breaths could leak out.

But for Rong Hua, not only did he not feel that this kind of breath was incompatible, but he also felt it was extremely kind.

It was as if it had always belonged to him.

This kind of thought almost made him shudder, he seemed to escape from some kind of reality, knowing that this was a dream, but he couldn't get out of this predicament when he wanted to wake up.

He could only be forced to swim slowly like that black shadow.

In the blur, Rong Hua saw the black figure clearly. He closed his eyes, like a puppet who lost his soul, his face was handsome and pale, his eyes were closed under his sharp eyebrows, his nose bridge was straight, and his thin lips were slightly white , handsome almost monstrous.

But it made Rong Hua's pupils constrict, because this face was five or six points similar to him.

Although similar, he felt extremely disgusted and repulsed. For some reason, just looking at this face made him want to kill him.

Unknown to Ronghua himself, his eyes turned blood red. He only felt that murderous and violent thoughts were circling in his mind. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and his fragile nerves were sending out warnings.

A strange, violent, destructive killing intent that was about to collapse came from his soul, and the devilish energy in his body suddenly rose, approaching the man whose limbs were bound by chains.

The extremely aggressive demon energy that could almost destroy the world attacked the man, but he didn't smash his body to pieces as he imagined, instead, he completely absorbed the strands of magic energy.

And Rong Hua has long been controlled by anger, he is like a wild beast that has lost his mind, and there is only one word in his chaotic and blank mind.

kill!

The demonic energy became stronger and stronger, and became more ruthless every time, but it failed to hurt the man a bit, and was absorbed by him instead.

He was like crazy, trying his best to kill that person regardless of any consequences.

Just when he was really stupefied, his eyes became more scarlet, and the tyrannical and cruel killing became more and more uncontrollable, a cold, spring-like sound suddenly sounded in his ears, with traces of ancient coolness, That pair of scarlet eyes that looked terrifying and ferocious froze for a moment.

He blinked in confusion, revealing a childlike ignorance.

"Rong Hua..."

"Rong Hua..."

Someone called him in his ear, the voice was very familiar, and for some reason, his heart always felt a throbbing pain, as if telling him that that person was very important.

Shen Yue was still in the study looking for some ways to suppress the devilish energy, but suddenly felt a strong wave of devilish energy, which made her rush over in a hurry.

This demonic energy is not shallow, it is much deeper than before. Fortunately, Shen Yue has already set up an enchantment before, otherwise it would have been noticed by others.

She rushed to Ronghua's bedroom, and the whole bed was filled with black air, and she couldn't even see the figure of the man clearly.

Shen Yue cast a spell to disperse the devilish energy, only to find that all the devilish energy emanated from Rong Hua's body.

Rong Hua seemed to be having a nightmare, his eyes were tightly closed, cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead, his thin lips were trembling slightly, and wisps of devilish energy emerged from his body.

He also seemed to be trying to suppress it, the veins on his neck were intertwined.

Shen Yue pulled his wrist and sent him pure spiritual power, which made the devilish energy a little bit down this time, and she didn't dare to swim freely.

While conveying spiritual power, Shen Yue softly called Rong Hua's name, trying to wake him up from his nightmare.

The crimson in Rong Hua's eyes faded little by little in the deep sea, he was like a lost child, "Master..."

The man who was bound by the chains seemed to be furious for some reason, his eyes were still closed, but the deep sea was shaking because of his anger, the sea was disturbed and turbulent.

Rong Hua is like a kite with a broken string. His whole body is submerged in sea water. He was able to breathe normally in the water before, but now all the sounds seem to be separated by something, which is not real. Rong Hua vaguely Hearing someone calling his name, he wanted to find the direction, but his eyes were stung by the sea water, and his hands and feet seemed to be controlled by invisible forces. He couldn't swim, and he couldn't even move his fingertips. .

He couldn't even struggle, and almost fainted from drowning. He could feel that he was falling into the depths, and his lungs were squeezed together by the pressure of the surrounding water.

This is the breath of death, he is slowly trying to die, he has no way to struggle, no way to call for help, he can't do anything, he can only watch himself fall.

He couldn't even see his master for the last time.

"Master..."

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The warm light shone on the eyelids, causing the eyelashes to tremble uncontrollably. The pale man suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, obviously awakened by some kind of nightmare.

He was panting heavily, as if he hadn't regained his composure.

He lowered his head to look at his unharmed hands, touched his beating heart again, and then breathed a sigh of relief as if he was dehydrated.

I don't know what came to mind, the man didn't even have time to put on his shoes, his hair was scattered behind his back, and he ran towards the door staggeringly in his snow-white undershirt.

His eyes searched around anxiously, his whole body was like a string stretched to the extreme, he was obviously tall and strong, but at the moment he was trembling helplessly, his face was as pale as a ghost, desperately looking for his lost treasure.

(End of this chapter)