The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 350

In the twilight years, the people betrayed their relatives, the master and the apprentice turned against each other, and they finally suffered the consequences.

In Zhu Weihe's life, has he ever repented for the crimes he committed?
There is no doubt that there are.

He did a lot of evil, but in his seventy years, he also did the only good deed.

That is the adoption of a baby girl who was abandoned by her parents.

Su Chanxi was born with a mute disease, and was left in the wilderness when she was a few months old.

Zhu Weihe picked her up from the monster's mouth on the way out.

After that, she always brought her with her to teach her exercises in person, and gave her a place to settle down.

Spiritual thoughts are the foundation of life, and there will be no falsehood. Both good and evil have existed in reality and can never be erased.

Presumably, Zhu Weihe's conscience has not been wiped out, and there is still a trace of kindness.

However, these are not enough to repay the crime of bloodbathing the Sang family when he was young.

Mistakes have been made, so how can we talk about redemption?

In the spiritual thoughts, the figures are hurried, as close as the master and apprentice, as far as the passing clouds, and the centuries-old grievances and hatreds become the epitome of time, passing by in a flash.

Shen Tangluo's eyelids closed slightly, suddenly he was very glad that he went to Changhuan Town and attracted the Sang family who was attached to the Puxi fan.

Otherwise, Tan Ji would live his whole life in resentment towards Sang Juan, which would last forever.

Somehow, she also entered the game and became a link here.

However, the mystery of how Sangjuan's bones were preserved has not yet been found.

Who set up the special totem barrier under the ghost mound for Zhu Weihe?
Who created the boundless domain of the temple?
"This is not what I want." Shen Tangluo couldn't think of a clue, her brows were wrinkled, and she was extremely puzzled.

"What's going on? It shouldn't be just like this. Zhu Weihe is a spell master, how could he suppress my power?"

For her, the most important part of the memory is not even a shadow.

The fragrance of the medicine cleared away, and the burn marks faded little by little, Jun Yunsi pulled out the hands that clasped her tightly.

His eyes shone slightly, and he turned to the spiritual thoughts that gradually dissipated into clouds and mist, "Don't worry, I'll take a look."

After all, Jun Yunsi got up, strode under the magic circle, formed a seal with one hand, gathered a vast amount of spiritual power, and poured it into Zhu Weihe's heart.

Shen Tangluo stared intently at the light lines on Zhu Weihe's body where the spiritual power gathered, for fear of missing something.

She didn't want to work hard for so long, but in the end she fell short and got nothing.

Shen Tangluo was inexplicably a little nervous, most feared that her hopes would come to nothing.

She silently prayed in her heart, wishing Weihe the best of luck and not letting her down.

The moment Shen Tangluo held his breath and stood up, a piercing chill surrounded him from all directions.

In an instant, the world returned to the vastness, and in the cold winter night, illusions appeared.

Jun Yunsi withdrew his spiritual power, quickly took off his cloak, and covered Shen Tangluo.

Shen Tang subconsciously wanted to return it, but as soon as he touched his awe-inspiring eyebrows, she squeezed her chest a little tighter.

Looking at the empty land in the floating light, she asked: "How?"

"That person is very vigilant," Jun Yunsi's eyes flashed a sharp light.

"I set a restriction on him from the beginning, and I must have taken this into consideration. If you don't pay attention to it carefully, you won't be able to see that period of past even through your spiritual thoughts."

"However," he paused, and smiled at Shen Tangluo, "With the deity here, it's not difficult to see who he is."

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, Zhu Weihe's figure reappeared.

　PS: My dears, please leave a lot of comments, I am a one-man show—very sad.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)