"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Severe pain hit him, and Ren Cen screamed instinctively, but he could only make a shrill whimper. He was horrified to find that he couldn't open his mouth, so he stretched out his hand to touch it, and felt a strange touch from his fingertips, like melting and flowing wax, soft and hot.
He suddenly realized what it was.
Those are his lips.
Not only his lips, but his teeth, his tongue, and his cheeks all turned into metal in the furnace. The candles on the lampstand were roasted, melted, deformed, and blended into each other, creating a chaotic mess. Unbearable.
The pain gave him an extremely violent reaction, and spiritual power and consciousness surged uncontrollably into the lower half of his face. Then, they were also burned by the invisible flames and melted into the strange mass of flesh that was forming.
Ren Cen was so painful that he wanted to faint, but his mind was as clear as ever. He banged his head against the wall frantically, and blood flowed into his almost cracked eye sockets, which looked extremely horrifying.
In the blood-red vision, he suddenly intersected with Jing Yingrong's eyes for a moment, and the other party's calm eyes penetrated his mind, as if the sky had broken, and he caught the fleeting idea. .
Ren Cen raised his hand tremblingly, dipped his fingers into the blood flowing from his forehead, and wrote on the transparent barrier stroke by stroke.
Just as he started writing, the burning sensation in his mouth disappeared, but he didn't dare to stop at all. The remaining pain still reminded him of what he had just experienced.
After the blood dried, he used a dagger to cut open the wound. He didn't bother to check what was going on in his mouth. He wrote the technique on the barrier in complete detail as fast as he could in his life.
Jing Yingrong hooked her finger, and the lines of bloody words escaped from the barrier and fell into the palm of her hand.
She read intently, completely undefended. Ren Cen looked at her carefully and saw that she didn't pay attention to him, so he gingerly took out some medicine and secret treasures and tried to treat the injury.
However, those spiritual items did not have the slightest effect. The organs and tissues in his mouth seemed to be stirred and mixed by the most powerful force in the world, and even mixed with part of his spiritual power and consciousness. These things were mixed together and could no longer be separated.
From the outside, the lower half of his face looked like a ball of flesh-colored mud that had been kneaded by big hands, and it was very hideous and terrifying.
He stared blankly at Jing Yingrong. At this moment, he suddenly understood why the Taichu audience looked at him that way.
Jing Yingrong frowned slightly after reading the bloody content.
Jijie Pen: "What's wrong? The spell doesn't work?"
Jing Yingrong: "No, it is indeed very clever. Once mastered, it has fewer flaws than similar spells and is harder to see through."
She paused and added: "It's just that once you do it, you will be exposed."
Ji Yanzhu: "It's okay to have this flaw, it's still very valuable."
Mirror Yingrong: "It can only be used below the realm of returning to virtuality."
Jiyanzhu: "...Eh?"
Ji Sha Jian: "Isn't this all in vain?"
Jijie Pen: "Hmm... But it should also be used as a reference. For example, the human skin disguise used for auxiliary purposes. You can learn from it and make a similar prop. It may also be helpful for you to hide your cultivation."
Jing Yingrong: "That, you need to use the body of a monk to practice."
Ji Jie Bi smiled and said: "There happens to be a ready-made one here."
Jing Yingrong: "I need to use a monk who has the same level of cultivation as me."
Jijie Pen: "..."
Ji Sha Jian: "Okay, it's all in vain. You still have to work hard on your own. How to deal with this person?"
Jing Yingrong looked at Ren Cen.
Ren Cen met her gaze and was shocked, with a look of pleading in his eyes. If not for the limited space within the barrier, he might have knelt down and kowtowed immediately.
Jing Yingrong tilted her head, as if she had thought carefully, and then said, "I'll give it back to you like this."
Ren Cen didn't have time to understand the meaning of her words, and his mind was instantly turned upside down. The remaining consciousness was divided into thousands of parts, and each part turned into the shape of a human mouth.
His lips opened and closed constantly, uttering curses and slander. The invisible words carried the ultimate malice, turning into tangible swords to wreak havoc in his sea of consciousness.
Ren Cendeng's eyes immediately turned white, his hands scratched his scalp frantically, and he pulled out strands of bloody hair. The spiritual energy in his body was completely disordered, his meridians collapsed and his skin oozed blood.
Ji Jie Bi: "Are you going to hand him back to those juniors?"
Jing Yingrong responded.
Ji Jie Bi said: "Then I'll put a lid on it."
With a stroke of the Jijie pen in the air, Ren Cen's sea of consciousness was sealed by the boundary, and no one could know what was happening in it.
At this time, Yu Xian's call came from the distance: "Junior sister——"
Before the voice fell, people were already approaching. She first glanced at the Jijie Pen in the sky, and then looked at Ren Cen after removing the thoughtful look in her eyes.
When he saw Ren Cen's tragic situation, Yu Xian's face twitched twice and he looked at his face several times. He didn't ask anything, he just said: "It's over, right? Looking at it like this, I'm not afraid of him saying something he shouldn't have said." Yes, it saves trouble. Let’s go back.”
Jing Yingrong responded and retracted the Jijie Pen at the same time. Without the barrier to rely on, Ren Cen fell directly. It was Yu Xian who threw out a lightning rope and tied him up to prevent him from falling to the ground.
The two of them dragged Ren Cen back to the city gate. When everyone saw Ren Cen's condition, they were all very surprised.
Shao Yi: "What's going on with him?"
Yu Xian opened his mouth and replied: "Well, you don't know. This person is really crazy and wants to kill Junior Sister Gao. I was forced to have no choice but to use the secret treasure of the sect to control him. I didn't expect that his cultivation level was too low and he couldn't bear it. It turned out to be like this because of the backlash. Alas, this misstep made your interrogation more difficult."
Shao Yi was not suspicious, but frowned tightly. It was exactly what Yu Xian said about the interrogation after trouble.
During the conversation between the two, Ji Shajian in the sea of consciousness suddenly said: "Mirror, ask this person's master."
Ji Jie Bi: "Why do you ask this?"
Ji Sha Jian: "You and Yan have already taken action, but I have not. I won't do it."
Ji Yanzhu: "Are you a child?"
Ji Sha Jian: "Younger than me, you have no right to criticize me."
Jing Yingrong ignored their bickering. She walked towards Ren Cen who was tied up tightly and asked: "Your master..."
Unexpectedly, as soon as she spoke, Ren Cen, who was in a semi-conscious state, suddenly woke up and fell into endless pain again, whimpering in despair and rolling hysterically.
Just when everyone was stunned, Ren Cen actually broke the lightning rope. Yu Xian said "Hey" and was about to take action, but saw that Ren Cen did not attack or escape, but took out a dagger and cut his finger. Writing began on the ground.
Bloody characters crawled all over the ground, full of information about Ke Changmiao. From his birth to his cultivation, from his skills to his interpersonal relationships, from his past deeds to his current situation, Ren Cen had finally learned all the information he knew. net.
After writing the last word, Ren Cen closed his eyes and passed out again.
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