Demon King’s Repayment

Among all the people present, Wu Wang hated this little girl the most. She was young but possessed a powerful magic weapon, and easily robbed most of the resentful spirits he had collected after years of hard work.

But he also looked down on such a woman. A woman, of course, had some talent, but she was obviously just a female doll who had been raised up.

He was soft-hearted, and his shots were all control and defensive methods, and he couldn't bear to use the contract against the apostles who had fallen into madness. Maybe he hadn't even seen blood.

"Sirius bones. Oh, I understand, you and him are in the same group." Wuwang couldn't help but irritate the arrogant woman, "You probably don't know yet, that Sirius was just mine. prisoner."

"Sirius is a treasure all over, and every part of it can be used to refine precious magical weapons. If you don't know, I can even teach you." He smiled and touched the little white hammer. "At that time, I shaved his hair and took his blood. Of course, the most precious thing is this little bone..."

He hadn't finished speaking yet, his instinct for years of fighting made him feel a horror, and he subconsciously deflected his body.

A cool breeze swept across the skin of his neck, causing goose bumps.

Wu Wuji rolled his eyes, and in the peripheral light of his sight, the bone-white little sword could be brushed past his neck and turned in the sky.

A broken arm was spinning in the air, and the finger bones were as thin as wood, and it was tightly grasping a red rattle. The cut was neat and smooth, and even the blood could not flow out.

Whose hand is this, and why is it holding my Meiyin bell?

After turning this thought in Wuwang's mind, there was a sharp pain in his arm.

He cried out in pain, and covered his broken arm. Just now, he felt soft-hearted and innocent, but he didn't say a word of nonsense, and broke his arm.

As a human, he is not like a demon. Even if his hands, feet and tail are broken, he can slowly recover and grow back. A broken arm is a permanent disability.

The young woman who was despised by him, with a parallel sword in one hand and the flying back dagger in the other, looked at him coldly.

She didn't even want to break her hand, but she didn't hesitate to cut off her head in one move.

Wuwu was born with fear and retreat.

Yuan Xianger caught the "Wandering".

Hold the hilt of the sword in your hand and start to warm up. The snow blade is frosty, and the sword is cold.

This white dagger with a shank, kindly and smartly communicates with his own mind, driving it like an arm. This is Master’s sword.

After the sister gave this sword to herself, it was the first time she saw blood today and killed a damned person.

"Don't let him run, I will kill this man myself."

Yuan Xianger once again offered Feijian.

Don't do anything, let me deal with the enemy alone-she would never say such silly things that leave room for the enemy.

Let's do it together, crush your strength and kill that scum! ——This is her Yuan Xianger's style.

Without prejudice, he ran, and several thunder and lightning exploded in a circle around him, blocking all his retreat.

"You can't run." Dan Luo gathered his fingers into claws, and crackling lightning flashed between his fingers. "If you have the ability to provoke me with a bell, don't even want to escape."

There was a huge pressure on Wuwang's head, who was about to resist, like an invisible mountain suddenly appeared in the space, pressing him fiercely, and completely pressing him on the ground.

Dushuo stood on the roof, backed by a full moon, and pointed his direction. His mind was affected, and an illusion that shouldn't be produced. Dushuo angrily used the power of space to press the despicable human on the ground. Immobile.

Yuan Xiang'er's dagger was already close to his face, and plunged into the ground before Wu Wang's eyes.

"You just said, what have you done to Nanhe?" She lowered her head to look at the disgusting man.

"No, don't kill me. Don't kill me." Wuwang, who killed countless people, felt real fear until he was on the verge of his own death. He covered his **** severed arm, cold sweat, and tremblingly asked for mercy.

"You said you took his blood and bones to make magical artifacts?" Yuan Xianger drew a short sword and plunged it into his thigh.

Wuwang wailed in pain, "It's just a monster, it's a wolf. We are humans, and it is natural and righteous to enslave those monsters. Auntie, grandma, it's not easy for me to make a payment with you, why should I be so angry?"

Yuan Xianger drew out and wandered: "The girls in the village said, you often find excuses to let people offer sacrifices to your young lady. When those girls went to the island, they never went back?"

"Forgive me, forgive me, those are just a few mortals. Pity I am this age, but I think it's bad for a while, I dare not, I promise not to be like this again." Wu Wang was full of pain, his old face Tears flowed, "I have no discipline, I will be careful and practice hard for the rest of my life. After finally getting through to this day, I will break through the inner vision. How difficult is it to be able to cultivate to this level? You and I are both monks. Should be able to experience the hardships in the midterm. Auntie, please spare my life, huh?"

Qingyuan had just comforted his apostle, and raised his eyes to see that Yuan Xianger's battle had ended.

The little girl who usually smiles gently and is very tolerant to humans and demons, now holding a short sword in her hand, regardless of the enemy's bitter pleading, plunged into that person's body.

Qingyuan couldn't help shivering, so he said that people shouldn't look good. The instructor once told him that women look weak, but in fact, they are not all easy to bully. Sometimes their hearts are stronger than men.

A human corpse was thrown from the sky by the silver Sirius, and fell to the ground with a click. It was a warlock who had escaped from Dushuo before.

Fortunately, under the influence of the bell, he escaped from Du Shuo's hands, but hit the Nanhe who had rushed back halfway.

Nan He left the man behind and fell in front of Yuan Xianger, silently looking at the enemy who was controlled by Yuan Xianger.

Yuan Xianger looked up at him: "Xiao Nan, do you want to do it yourself?"

Wuwang's teeth rattled, his shoulders shrunk, the silver-haired man was light-backed, and his amber eyes stared at him from a height, making him almost unable to say any words for mercy.

He has seen these eyes.

At that time, the little boy with these eyes was imprisoned in a cage. And he, who holds the power of life and death, is condescending and has done extremely cruel things to him.

Nan He retracted his gaze from him, pulled Yuan Xiang'er up, put away the sword in her hand, carefully wiped off the blood stains on her palm, and hugged her into her embrace.

Yuan Xiang'er heard a soft creak behind him, it was the sound of broken bones and splashing of blood plasma.

Nanhe calmly took the enemy's life.

"It's too cheap for him." Yuan Xianger leaned on Nan He's shoulder.

"Although this person is unforgivable. But there is no resentment in my heart. If it were not for such suffering, I might not have the chance to be by your side." Nan He gently kissed her temple.

A fierce battle ended, the flood receded on the island in the middle of the lake, and there was nowhere to go.

Yuan Xianger stepped on the mud, picked up the blood-red bell, took off the small bone-cut white hammer in the bell, and smashed the red bell with a talisman.

Qingyuan couldn't help but feel a little pity, "Hey, this is a rare magic weapon. Keep it... well, it's useless."

Yuan Xiang'er carefully wrapped the small bone with a handkerchief and put it in his arms. He took out his emperor clock and sat cross-legged, and chanted the rebirth curse to the wailing resentful spirit.

The Linglong golden ball spins in the air, and the ghost collected in the underworld also slowly flies out of it.

The chime of Qing Lingling, accompanied by the lowly chanting sound of the woman, returned to the glorious island.

The voice seemed to be coming from the deep sky, ethereal and ethereal, as if it could soothe people's misery and all the dirt in the world.

The grim and painful expressions on the faces of the wandering resentful spirits gradually disappeared, and they lifted their faces and looked at the sky of the Milky Way above their heads.

The haze of lone ghosts and grievances on the island in the lake dissipated in the singing,

The moon was more prosperous, and the lake water was sparkling. Stars of soul light rose in the moonlit night, and flew away in groups with the sound of distant bells.

Until the end, Yuan Xianger put away the emperor clock, opened his eyes, but raised a hand and took a wisp of soul that had just escaped from Wuwang's body into the exquisite golden ball.

Qingyuan saw it, and the traditional-minded he couldn't help but dissuade him: "Xiao Xiang'er, let it go. If life and death karma disappear, forgive him."

"No, some things can be forgotten, but some things can never be forgiven." Yuan Xianger took the golden exquisite ball into her arms.

"Hey, I said you, a little girl, sometimes I really can't see through you." Qingyuan shook his head and sighed, "Say you are kind, and very good, such a thing is not related to yourself, but you are willing to take risks. Run to save people. Say you are cruel, hiss, people are dead and still refuse to let them go."

He shook his head and bent down to support his apostle.

Among the ringtones of Meiyinling, the apostle Cheng Huang of Qingyuan reacted most violently.

He wanted to tear his shackles crazily for a time, so much that he hurt himself seriously.

Lying in the water, Cheng Huang's hair was soaked all over, he couldn't see Yuan clearly without his sight, refused to be supported by him, and refused to obey orders to transform into a small form.

Qingyuan didn't know how to deal with it. Originally, the apostle didn't follow the instructions. He should drive the apostle to contract punishment, force him to obey, and change his body to make it easier for him to walk with him. But at the moment, Cheng Huang was covered in blood, and his hair was soaked in the water messy. Seeing his severely wounded appearance, Qingyuan couldn't bear it inexplicably.

After walking with this little girl for a long time, I am also affected. Have I become so unreasonably kind to the monster woman?

"I'll take him away." Dushuo turned into its original form and glide down from the roof.

Qingyuan was very happy to see Du Shuo taking the initiative to help, so he leaned forward, "Thank you. Thank you very much."

However, Du Shuo ignored him and carried Cheng Huang on his back, spreading his wings and flying across the lake.

After the group returned to the shore, the old Yu family came up and bowed down with gratitude.

They hid nervously in the jungle by the lake all night. Watching a huge Sirius send the girls to the shore, and watching the island in the middle of the lake flash and thunder, being submerged by the flood peak. Eventually, I saw several experts who had sneaked into the island all had to come out of the island all tails.

They finally learned that their family had met a fairy-like character and saved their fate. My daughter and those innocent girls were finally able to escape from the clutches and get rid of the tragic ending.

When they parted, the pearl girl and the rescued little ladies looked shy and shy, and they moved to the front of Nan He.

"Look, look, Xiao Nan has a peach blossom." Hu Qing teased Yuan Xiang'er.

But seeing that beautiful pearl girl bit her lower lip, she said Ai Ai, "I... we still want to see that young lady, I don't know if we can bother my grandfather."

Hu Qing and Yuan Xianger covered their mouths and tried to hold back their laughs.

"Nan He, just satisfy the girl's wish. We also want to see that sister Xiao Nan." Hu Qing and Yuan Xianger said solemnly.

The beauty of the country and the city reluctantly reappeared in the moonlight by the lake.

The little ladies flushed their faces and took out their pockets and threw them into the arms of this little Nan sister, covering their faces and ran towards home.

"Thank you elder sister for saving me. We will never forget the kindness of elder sister in this life."

...

The crowd left Yujia Village and came to a nearby town to rest.

At this moment, the night is dark, the bustling city in the daytime is quiet, thousands of doors are closed, and thousands of alleys are empty.

At this moment, the only lively place in the whole city is those Huajie Liuxiang with red lights.

In the lively forecourt, countless men cuddling in red and leaning against the green, amusing themselves among the flowers and having fun.

A small door was pushed open in the filthy and dim backstreet, and several men in the nursing home came out carrying a roll of straw mat.

"It's really unlucky, another one died. I encountered such a thing in two days."

"This is a dumb girl, she can't shout, the guests don't know the severity, and the toss is gone. I lost a lot of money."

"Come on, let's just throw away the mass graves. Go back to sleep earlier."

Yuan Xianger, who passed by here, shot these men.

She was silent for a moment, then bent down and lifted a corner of the straw mat.

The body of the deceased is especially warm, but the soul has passed away early without any nostalgia.

Yuan Xiang'er took out the Linglong golden ball, drove the law decision, and forced out the only soul in it.

"Forgiveness, forgiveness." When Wuwang's soul saw Yuan Xianger, he bowed desperately to beg for mercy.

Yuan Xianger said: "This will spare you. This girl lost her life in the land of fireworks. She has no spiritual roots, can't practice, and she can't speak, so you can live the rest of her life for her."

"No, no, I don't want it." Wuwang Soul desperately shook his head, "Let me die, I don't want to be a woman, I don't want to."

Yuan Xiang'er stretched out his hand and pushed him into the body that had just died.

The haunted nurses came to their senses, and were surprised to find that the dumb girl who had died of breath in the straw mat slowly gained a breath.

"It's a miracle that I actually came back alive again."

"Take it back and take it back. Old Yabai took the guest's money. This will make you happy."

They escorted the squeaky woman back to the women's branch courtyard. The dumb woman who had just woke up refused to accept her discipline, was slapped in the face by the man's hand, and pushed into the feasting cave.

"Too ruthless, you are too ruthless." Qingyuan had goose bumps all over. From a man's point of view, he couldn't imagine how terrifying such revenge was.

"Senior, have you been to Huajie?" Yuan Xianger asked him.

Qingyuan coughed. Although a little embarrassed, he was unwilling to lie, "The little girl's family, how do you ask this. Although we are monks, we are not afraid of male and female Dalun. When we were young, we always socialized. So many times."

"Senior sees those women in Huajie, do you think they are unbearable and unable to survive?"

"That...not at all. After all, this is also an industry. I think some girls are also very cheerful."

"So because that person is a man, let him be in it, it becomes a great shame?"

Qingyuan was dumbfounded: "Hurt, you little girl. I really can't tell you."

"I have never been a woman, and I will never realize how those young girls were forced to go to the island in the night and how they were panicked when faced with countless dirty hands reaching out to them. I have never been deprived of their freedom, imprisoned their souls, and I will never reflect on the desperate pain of being imprisoned in the soul-suppressing banner.

"You ask me to forgive this wicked person, who will be sympathetic to those souls who died in pain?"

"Now, let the evil person experience what he has done to others, whether he is guilty and whether it is worthy of forgiveness, let him judge by himself."