Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 104 Yumo Sword Xue Yu prepared everything, and made all the preparations, but when Xue Tian fell in front of him dripping blood and injured, Xue Yu's sword couldn't pierce Xue Tian at all chest.

"Father, let me ask you one last time, are you willing to let the Snow Clan go?" Xue Yu was heartbroken.

Xue Tian looked at Xue Yu and sneered, "Yu'er, are you going to kill your father yourself? Just for a woman? Dad will tell you today that the Xue Clan will not be spared except the dead father. Their illusion I can help my father get the whole world."

"Father, I can't kill you, but I can't watch you hurt Xuemo." Xue Yu's eyes were filled with pain, and he was no longer the ruffian and smirking Xue Yu in Xuezu Village, "The thing that can make you the most painful What is it? The fall of Xuejiabao or my death?"

"What do you want to do?" Xue Tian was startled.

Xue Yu smiled desperately, "Today is the last day of the three-month period, and it is also the last day of my life. Dad, I am trading my life for the reputation of Xue Jiabao. Can you let Xue Yu go because of this?" Mo, I just want her to live happily."

As soon as Xue Yu's words fell, his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Yu'er!" Xue Tian stepped forward and picked up Xue Yu.

Xue Yu stretched out his palm, looked at the flashing red line on his palm, and smiled, "I'm sorry, but I caused you pain because I love you."

"Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" Xue Tian looked at Xue Yu in a panic.

"Father," Xue Yu looked at Xue Tian, ​​"If you still have a bit of father-son affection for me, please don't touch Xuemo, I said that I would rather die than betray her, and now I can't marry her anymore, I I'm sorry for her, please don't hurt her again."

"Yu'er, listen to me, if you dare to die, I will definitely have the entire Snow Clan buried with you, do you hear me!" Xue Tian held Xue Yu's hand tightly.

Xue Yu never looked at Xue Tian again, all his energy had disappeared, he took out the purse on his chest, and held it firmly in his hand, "I really want to see you again."

This was the last sentence Xue Yu left behind. Xue Tian hugged Xue Yu's body madly. He didn't feel that he had forced his son to death at all. After passing the purse in Xue Yu's hand, Xue Tian vowed to let everyone be buried with Xue Yu.

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The story ends and the screen falls.Mu Zixuan's tears were pouring down like rain. She didn't know that this was the truth. She didn't know that he had suffered so much. He didn't like fighting. What kind of situation did he use to kill so many people and stand all over the ground? Does he in the corpse have the same disgust as himself?

Everyone didn't know what to say, and the inexplicable hatred towards Xue Yu disappeared, and his pain seemed to be the deepest, as deep as the bottom of the cliff.In the last three months, he hoped that Xue Tian would let the Xue Clan go, but he still couldn't do it. If he knew that his efforts would result in the disappearance of the Xue Clan, I don't know if it would be more painful.

Mu Zixuan walked towards Xue Yu, held Xue Yu's already cold palm with his slender hand, turned it over lightly, and cried out like a child when he saw the clear red mark on Xue Yu's palm. Putting Xue Yu's hand tightly on his chest, he cried out in pain, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I hated you for five years, I'm sorry I didn't believe your words. I'm sorry I didn't meet you before you left. Now I'm in In front of you, please look at me again, please? Please look at me, don’t you want to see me so much? Now that I’m here, why don’t you want to look at me again. "

Qiao Shuang'er's tears had already fallen, and Xiao Yan also turned around.A handsome young man, a beautiful and innocent girl of a different race, why their love can only end in tragedy.

Taoist Xuanyang lowered her head, Jing Yirong frowned, because the love between Xuemo and Xue Yu was sad, when she gradually understood what caring is, what caring is, all the emotions in her body seemed to be slowing down. Wake up slowly, as if now she knows that she is sympathetic and distressed.

Taoist Xuanyang stepped forward and handed a sword to Mu Zixuan, "You gave this to the young master, and he kept it in his possession all the time. He kept the sword in the alleyway for fear that the castle owner would take the sword after his death." Here, return it to you now."

"Can you give me back Xue Yu?" Mu Zixuan smiled sadly, "Now I only want Xue Yu, from the beginning to the end, all I want is him."

"I can't do anything." Taoist Xuanyang said helplessly.

Mu Zixuan took the sword from Taoist Xuanyang, but the unopened sword still couldn't be pulled out, Mu Zixuan turned to look at Jing Yirong, "Miss Jing gave you this sword, thank you for avenging me, thank you Can you take care of someone for me, please?"

"Who?" Jing Yirong looked at the sword in his hand, the old iron shell was rusty.

"Xue Li." Mu Zixuan shed a tear, and Mu Zixuan's affectionate eyes fell on Xue Yu again, "Yu, do you know that we have a daughter, her name is Xue Li."

"Where is she?" Jing Yirong asked again.

"I don't know, she looks too much like Xue Yu, so I gave her away because I couldn't bear it." Mu Zixuan had guilt in his eyes, and he didn't take his eyes off Xue Yu's face for a moment, "I'm sorry, don't blame me Can you still treat me as Xuemo from five years ago?"

"How lonely have you been these five years? Do you miss Xuemo? I'm sorry, I made you wait for me for five years." Mu Zixuan said, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Nalan Qingyi saw something wrong, "Miss Mu!"

"My name is Xuemo," Mu Zixuan repeated, "Xue Yu's Xuemo." Mu Zixuan's disappearance is Xuemo's rebirth.

"Xuemo," Jing Yirong said, "If you leave, Xue Li will be left alone."

"I have owed my clansmen in this life, I owed Li'er, I don't want to owe Xue Yu anymore, after all, I still love selfishly," Xuemo held Xue Yu's hand tightly, revealing the initial happiness just before she closed her eyes. Laughing, "We can finally be together."

Xuemo was reborn only half a moment before she went to accompany Xue Yu.The fact is true, in Xuemo's world there is only Xue Yu, and only their snow-like love.

There was silence in the secret room, but the sword in Jing Yirong's hand suddenly moved.

"What happened to him?" Nalan Zhijin asked in surprise.

No one could answer, the long sword leaped into the air and flew above Xue Yu and Xue Mo, the blade of the sword shone with light.The scene of Xue Yu and Xue Mo from meeting to falling in love flashed back like a movie, and then Xue Mo and Xue Yu's bodies slowly floated up, and were finally sucked into the sword body.All the old rust on the sword shell fell off, and under the rust there were actually delicate engravings. The whole body of the sword exuded a bright light, which didn't feel dazzling but warm. It seemed like the love between Xue Yu and Xue Mo.

The sword moved towards Jing Yirong, Jing Yirong stretched out his hand, and the long sword landed firmly on Jing Yirong's hand.

Holding the sword, Jing Yirong was surprised to find that the blade was actually warm, and the texture of the sword shell was so delicate that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"It's Qingluan." Taoist Xuanyang exclaimed, "Qingluan only wants to meet his other half all his life, Xue Yu and Xuemo both met."

"Yumo?" Jing Yirong looked at the words on the hilt of the sword.

Qiao Shuang'er stepped forward in surprise, "Is this the Yumo sword? So that's what the Yumo sword means, is it Xue Yu and Xuemo?"

"What do you know?" Jing Yirong looked at Qiao Shuang'er.

"Brother Yuliu said that there are four most powerful weapons in the world. One is the third-ranked Qinling Fan in his hand, and the highest-ranked one is the Yumo Sword in your hand," Qiao Shuanger replied, "But I I never thought that the Yumo Sword would appear like this."

Jing Yirong pulled out the Yumo sword, the sword body was crystal clear, not like iron but more like ice, pure without any flaws, Jing Yirong gently waved the Yumo sword at the coffin, and the coffin instantly turned into powder, making it even more shocking To marvel, the shards were covered with a layer of frost.

The temperature in the secret room dropped extremely, and except for Qiao Shuang'er, everyone shivered unconsciously.

Xuanyang Taoist walked towards Jing Yirong, "Yu Mojian will be loyal to you if you choose you, congratulations to you for getting this sword."

"You still seem to owe me something that you haven't paid back," Jing Yirong put the sword on Taoist Xuanyang's neck, "I don't know if I should let you see blood for Yumo sword's unsealing."

"Xiaodao is just an old man in the mortal world. Everything is in accordance with the will of God. If Miss Jing wants Xiaodao's life, she will take it." Taoist Xuanyang didn't care about life and death.

Nalan Qingyi stepped forward, "Your appearance depends on the fact that Taoist Xuanyang saved Mr. Xue's memory for five years and let him go. Without him, Mr. Xue would not be able to meet Miss Xuemo again."

"I will spare your life," Jing Yirong put away his sword, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Qiao Shuang'er quickly grabbed her and walked towards Taoist Xuanyang, "I heard that you know the future, don't you? Help us all see."

Taoist Xuanyang laughed, "Miss Qiao, sometimes it's not a good thing to know what will happen in the future, it's better to let nature take its course and wait."

"Don't say these things I don't understand, anyway, I just want to know now." Qiao Shuang'er handed her hand to Taoist Xuanyang, "Help me see."

Taoist Xuanyang shook his head helplessly, held Qiao Shuang'er's hand, and remained silent.

Qiao Shuang'er opened her eyes wide and waited expectantly. Seeing Taoist Xuanyang frowned, she lowered her smile, "Why are you so serious."

"I can't see your future, because every moment you live will be your last moment." Taoist Xuanyang showed some sympathy.

After hearing this, Nalan Zhenqi looked at Qiao Shuang'er. Although she didn't understand the meaning of Taoist Xuanyang's words, she still felt a little distressed and afraid.

Qiao Shuang'er hurriedly withdrew her hand, casually grabbed Jing Yirong's hand and handed it to Taoist Xuanyang, "What about this one?"

As soon as Taoist Xuanyang held Jing Yirong's hand, he opened his mouth, "Love and hate are only on the line, it's up to you to choose."

"Hey, according to your words, no one here will be happy?" Qiao Shuang'er said dissatisfied.

Taoist Xuanyang looked around, and his eyes fell on Nalan Zhijin, "You will be the happiest."

Nalan Zhijin pointed at himself, "Me?"

"What about me?" Nalan Zhenqi looked at Taoist Xuanyang, "How about me?"

"When the person you respect the most becomes the person you hate the most, I hope you can get through it."

Upon hearing this, Nalan Zhenqi looked at Jing Yirong unconsciously. The master is someone he respects, but how could he become the person he hates the most.

"The last word from Xiaodao to the two of you." Taoist Xuanyang's eyes fell on Nalan Qingyi and Xiao Yan again, and said to Xiao Yan: "The front line of life and death is entirely up to you to choose." Looking at Nalan Qingyi Shi Ze showed a meaningful expression, "If you continue like this, you will only reap the consequences."

Taoist Xuanyang's words made everyone fall into contemplation. After several years, they finally understood what Taoist Xuanyang meant. His words verified what they feared most in their lives.