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Chapter 66 Power of Nightmare (Past Life Memories)
1000 years ago, the Jiang family of Yuanmen was the most prestigious fairy gate among the hundreds of Xuanmen.This day is the annual court meeting, and all the immortals come to visit in clouds and fog.

For a time, the incense was at its peak, and the fragrance was floating for ten miles.

The Jiang family in Yuanmen lived on a fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, and they had to go through layers of checkpoints to go up the mountain.

On this day, a woman raised her sword and went all the way to the fairy mountain, fighting with her life.

As for Shen Runing, her pupils were already covered with red blood during the bloody journey, and her body was covered with hot blood, but the blood was sprayed on her body.

The moment Shen Runing stepped into the gate, she raised her sword and swung it with luck.

Level up a house with one sword.

"Bold demon girl, today is such a grand event, how can you allow yourself to be presumptuous!" the Xuanmen Patriarch who was closest drew his sword and angrily reprimanded.

Shen Runing raised the long sword at him, and the blood on the sword was still dripping orderly.

"If you want to fight, you can fight. You don't want to talk about it. I don't like you noble families. If you want to kill, you will kill. You have to find a reason."

"You demon girl, you are presumptuous. We won't go looking for you, but you dare to kill me. You are lawless. How can we tolerate you!" Another patriarch drew his sword.

Shen Runing snorted coldly, "Is the Hundred Schools of the Xuanmen amazing? Today I want to be buried with the Hundred Schools of the Xuanmen."

Shen Runing's eyes were full of hatred, and she looked very tired.

His eyes were red, and it seemed that he hadn't had a good rest for several days.

She raised her sword and started fighting with those people.

The crowd besieged, one picked a hundred.

When Jiang Zhuoyu arrived, Shen Runing was holding a black iron sword, kneeling on the ground with one knee, the hatred in her eyes was like a wave of fire, her plain white clothes were soaked in blood, she couldn't tell whether it was her blood or someone else's blood, Not a single piece is clean.

Her bun was already loose, and she held her last breath with the sword in her hand.

"A Ning!"

Jiang Zhuoyu rushed into the magic circle regardless of his appearance, and hugged Shen Runing, who was imprisoned by the sect guarding big circle.

Shen Runing's face was painted, there were blood stains overflowing from her lips, her thick black hair was hanging around her side, her lower eyelids were red, she raised her eyes, and Jiang Zhuoyu saw too many emotions in it, miserable, tenacious, broken, hate...

She hated everyone present.

Shen Runing pushed Jiang Zhuoyu away, her tone was cold, "Get out, get out."

Jiang Zhuoyu crawled back again, he hugged Shen Runing's face with pity, and rubbed his fingertips with pity, "Don't get lost."

He coaxed with the gentlest voice: "I know, all this is not your fault."

"You have been wronged, take a rest and let me protect you."

Jiang Zhuoyu held her face and touched her forehead, his gentle movements showed affection.

Jiang Zhuoyu picked up Shen Runing's sword and raised the long sword, but the thin and slender figure stood in front of Shen Runing tenaciously, protecting his precious girl behind her.

"Mr. Jiang, this demon girl is killing and committing unforgivable things today. If you want to stand by her side, even if you are the only son of the Jiang family, we will not be lenient."

Jiang Zhuoyu sneered twice, "The killing spree, didn't you force her? Isn't this the result you want?"

"Zhuoyu, in the past you were bewitched by that demon girl. If you wake up now, you can let the past go by as a father." Patriarch Jiang stood on the high platform, above the people, looking down at the people who looked like ants below.

When Jiang Zhuoyu held Shen Runing's sword, the entire hilt of the sword was wet with blood, which was the blood flowing from the meridians of Shen Runing's shattered arm.

Seeing his beloved girl hurt like that, his heart was already riddled with holes.

Without saying a word, he pointed his long sword at his father.

"Are you really going to make an enemy of the fairy sect for this demon girl?"

Jiang Zhuoyu looked back at Shen Runing who was adjusting her breath, her face was pale and embarrassed, but even in her most embarrassed moment, the arrogance that belonged to Shen Runing was still lingering.

Even if Shen Runing died, she would still be strong.

Not in the same class as these self-proclaimed decent people.

"Father, she is not a witch. She is the child's destiny and the child's favorite person. In the future, she will be my wife and the mother of my child. I will be with her, no matter what the future holds, I will have no regrets." .Today I advance and retreat with her!"

Jiang Zhuoyu swears loudly in front of everyone, declaring his never-confided thoughts to everyone.

Patriarch Jiang was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and the look in Shen Runing's eyes was even more murderous.

It was Shen Runing, the witch, who bewitched his son, and made him lose face so much today.

"Patriarch Jiang, we can't just sit and wait for death, and we must not give Shen Runing any time to breathe." One person suggested.

Just now, Shen Runing alone was enough to resist a hundred people. If she hadn't been injured now, the magic circle would not be able to trap her at all.

Patriarch Jiang looked at the restless son in the audience, raised his hand, and finally closed his eyes and reluctantly lowered it.

All the swords were aimed at Shen Runing and Jiang Zhuoyu at the center of the formation.

……

Shen Runing heard movement from the people beside her, so she quickly turned over to check.

"Jiang Zhuoyu, Jiang Zhuoyu, wake up." She pushed Jiang Zhuoyu's body.

"Don't, don't..." Jiang Zhuoyu showed pain on his face, he seemed to be in pain all over, struggling to wake up from the nightmare.

Jiang Zhuoyu suddenly grabbed Shen Runing's hand firmly, "Don't be afraid, Ah Ning, I will protect you."

Shen Runing held Jiang Zhuoyu's hand even harder, her pupils suddenly constricted, did he dream about something from his previous life?
"Don't be afraid, Ah Ning..."

Shen Runing held Jiang Zhuoyu's hand tightly, and hurriedly replied: "I'm not afraid. Ayu, wake up, I'm fine, you saved me."

Shen Runing went to pat Jiang Zhuoyu's cheek, but found that Jiang Zhuoyu's cheek was very hot, and she called Jiang Zhuoyu so much, and he still didn't wake up.

This is not right.

Shen Runing quickly made gestures and recited the formula, "Self-cultivation, see the god of the law, see the Buddha of the mind, the mind and the law are unified, and the three thousand evil obstacles are broken!"

The expression on Jiang Zhuoyu's face finally calmed down, the nightmare disappeared, and the whole person was stable.

Sensing someone at the window, Shen Runing raised her hand and threw a cup, and the person fled quickly.

However, Shen Runing didn't chase after her, she got up and prepared a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Jiang Zhuoyu's forehead.

She smiled very gently, her eyebrows were downcast, and there was an undisguised sadness between her brows, without the usual aggressiveness and publicity at all.

"Don't worry, Ah Yu, I'm fine, I'm still alive, and you are alive too, we all left Jiang's house alive."

"Ayu, you have done enough for me, in your dream, just let it go."

She tidied the hair on his forehead distressedly, her eyes were bleak and desolate.

When the people outside the window came back and saw Shen Runing was still there, they were choked by the breath in their chest.

"Why is she still here?" Tiaohulishan couldn't do it all of a sudden.

Shen Runing's black hair was flowing smoothly, and under the dim light of the bedside lamp, she was as gentle as water.

However, the words he said were more depressed and cold than usual: "Get out now, and I will spare you."

"What if I don't?" The person outside the door suddenly said unconvinced.

Shen Runing paused while holding the towel, and glanced out of the window with a reddened cold light, but there was no one outside the window, only the leaves at the door were still trembling.

Xiaoyu clutched his chest and fled quickly.

Her footsteps faltered, and she plunged into the long river.

At that moment just now, she almost thought that she was going to die there.

Even though he had escaped quickly, he still suffered some injuries.

Who the hell is she? She is on par with the people in the river.

No, she is stronger than the one in the river!

Because at that moment she felt the other party's extremely pure killing intent, the other party had only one thought at that time, and that was to want her to die.

(End of this chapter)