The infinite redemption of the Holy Light

Chapter 146 Liberation of Rakshasa Street

"Give me a good look, your guardian spirit, Yanqing, is dying! Haha!"

These evil spirit soldiers were scolded and beaten by Lu Tianyou in the past. If they hadn't been worried about Yan Qing, they would have torn Lu Tianyou to pieces.

Now Yan Qing was on the verge of death, completely powerless to resist, how could the evil spirit soldier who had been suppressed swallow this bad breath.

Lu Tianyou, who had a fiery face, was a little dazed. He looked at Yan Qing who was being beaten continuously, and struggled violently: "Let go of Yan Qing! I want you all to die!"

The sequelae of Linghuaizhi began to appear, and Lu Tianyou had now entered a weak stage, and his strength was not even as strong as that of the evil spirit soldiers.

"Shut up!" The evil spirit soldier slapped Lu Tianyou's face again, knocking out several of his teeth.

"Master..."

Yan Qing looked at the beaten young master, feeling no physical pain at all, he roared angrily, but his body had almost no strength.

Under the siege of countless evil spirits before, it was already a great miracle that he was able to protect Lu Tianyou.

Yan Qing fell heavily to the ground, he stretched out his hand hard, trying to crawl to Lu Tianyou's side little by little.

Lu Tianyou was also knocked down to the ground, his stomach was stepped on by an evil spirit soldier, and another evil spirit soldier was stepping on his face fiercely.

"Is this the lofty and invincible Master Lu in the past? What a poor fellow!" The evil spirit soldier laughed.

"Master!" A crazy roar sounded.

Looking at this scene, Yan Qing was supported by strength from nowhere, and Yan Qing suddenly shook away the two evil spirit soldiers who were punching and kicking him.

Yan Qing's whole body began to be entangled with black air, black shadows appeared in the corners of his eyes, and sharp claws began to grow on his hands.

Countless martial spirits, even if they died in battle or even chose to commit suicide, would not choose to become evil spirits.To become an evil spirit, especially for a person with a strong will, is a great shame.

Becoming an evil spirit means abandoning everything you had in the past, and you can only make other martial spirits laugh at you.

Just to gain the power to protect the young master at the last moment, Yan Qing took the initiative to sell her soul and began to transform into an evil spirit!

Yan Qing roared and shook away the evil spirit soldiers around him, rushed to Lu Tianyou, and punched the two evil spirit soldiers beside Lu Tianyou away!
"Yan Qing, he has become an evil spirit!"

"Haha, a martial spirit has turned into an evil spirit!"

"When you meet such a master, you still... haha, no matter what, it's not a loss to die at the hands of such a loyal person!"

The four evil spirit soldiers were instantly wiped out by Yan Qing.

"Yan Qing! You—" Lu Tianyou looked at Yan Qing dully.

Yan Qing was trembling all over, he helped Lu Tianyou up with great difficulty.

"Kill me, young master..." Yan Qing restrained himself with an extremely strong will, he clenched his fist tightly, and cut his skin with his claws.

Yan Qing knew that she would lose her mind and become a lunatic who only knew how to kill.

He didn't want his self at that time to hurt the young master.

Lu Tianyou looked at Yan Qing, and suddenly burst into tears: "No, Yan Qing... I, I'm sorry, I..."

"Am I really a useless master!!"

There was a big knife in Yan Qing's hand, and he raised the knife with trembling hands, ready to stab his heart.

However, as if there was another self in his body, the corners of Yan Qing's mouth suddenly became ferocious, and he couldn't move forward with both hands.

"Master, help me...Master, you must work hard to survive!!"

Lu Tianyou burst into tears, he thought of his childhood.

He was an orphan with nothing, he was bullied again and again, and he lived like a dog. Even Yan Qing was beaten and injured constantly in order to protect him.

From then on, he vowed to become stronger no matter what, so strong that no one could bully him and Yan Qing anymore.

Did he do it wrong?
Lu Tianyou thought of his obsession with drinking and sex after he became Soul Suppressor, and Yan Qing's warnings, how long has he not practiced?
Looking at Yan Qing who has become what he is now, I think of Yan Qing who tried his best to protect him time and time again—I really deserve to die...

Lu Tianyou suddenly took a deep breath.

Seeing Yan Qing struggling in extreme pain, Lu Tianyou grabbed the knife from Yan Qing's hand with both hands.

"Young master...you, what do you dare to do..." Yan Qing's eyes kept flashing with pain, and he couldn't even finish his sentence.

He struggled to control himself back and forth.

"Quick...run away, I...will, hurt...you—"

Lu Tianyou dragged his tired body step by step to the scarred Yan Qing.

"Yan Qing, I suddenly realized at this moment that the happiest moment in my life was the moment when I had a guardian spirit. That's when I finally felt that someone was with me."

"Yan Qing, don't be afraid, you are my guardian spirit."

"You are my guardian spirit, and I will embrace the last dignity for you."

Lu Tianyou embraced Yan Qing with both hands, and the sword suddenly pierced through Yan Qing's heart from behind Yan Qing.

"Thank you, master..."

Yan Qing's eyes closed slowly, incomparably peaceful.

Lu Tianyou burst into tears.

"You are my guardian spirit, how could I let you die alone..."

Lu Tianyou suddenly used his hands hard, he hugged Yan Qing tightly, and the tip of the knife also pierced his heart.

"Thank you, Yanqing..."

Yan Qing's figure gradually turned into flying ash, and Lu Tianyou's figure completely fell down.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, not so ferocious, but warm.

Wang Huan walked in front of this building, he looked at the fallen Lu Tianyou silently, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

The raging flames slowly enveloped this place, turning everything here into ashes.

Wang Huan turned around, patted Xiaorou who was holding him behind him, looked at Cao Xuanliang, and smiled slightly: "It's okay..."

"Raksha Street, liberated."

Cao Xuanliang glanced around and found that there were no evil spirits in Luocha Street at this moment.

After a moment of silence, cheers erupted from many places on Raksha Street! !

Although there are very few hidden places in Raksha Street, there are still some surviving undead running out.

The dark clouds in the sky have dissipated, and countless rays of warm golden sunlight poured down.

Cao Xuanliang was bathed in the sun, and Yu Jin guarded behind him.

Cao Xuanliang held his younger brother in his arms, the tip of his nose twitched slightly.

Raksha Street is liberated!

"Come on, let's go home."

Cao Xuanliang hugged his younger brother and walked to the top of the Linghuai tree.

With a gentle smile, Xiao Rou held Wang Huan's hand. Her pure face was extremely bright, like a blooming flower.

Wang Huan looked at these people worthy of protection and smiled slightly.

For those worthy of his protection, he needs to keep getting stronger, Wang Huan clenched his fists tightly.

Beside his feet, a small white flower swayed gently, bathed in the sunshine and growing vigorously.

(End of this chapter)