In order to survive, I became the little wife of the villain

Knowing that Jiang Ying was about to make a move, several monks became even more anxious, and kept signaling Ming Ruochu with their eyes.

At this time, Ming Ruochu's heart is also entangled in various ways. Since he was a child, he has been taught to do things like snow on a mountain, and he has been pursuing this way all the time.

But what his father did, as well as what he saw Yaoguang doing today, made him have deep doubts about the Dao he believed in.

What he couldn't accept the most was that he was Yao Guang's reincarnation, and he was actually the kind of person he hated the most in his previous life.

How ridiculous, how ridiculous.

Ming Ruochu's figure swayed a few times, and his eyes were not as firm and pure as before.

"Heh," Jiang Ying sneered as she looked at Ming Ruochu who was bewildered.

Fortunately, he has always regarded Ming Ruochu as an opponent. Now it seems that he is not as good as Yaoguang in the past. At least he knows what he wants, and he doesn't care about the means as long as he can achieve his goal.

But this Ming Ruochu, although he knew that there were many dirty things in the cultivation world, and felt disdainful, he didn't dare to resist.

What a coward.

After the Immortal Slayer Sword was unsheathed, these cultivators could only see a black shadow flashing by, and they all stared wide-eyed.

Looking at the sword marks on his neck in disbelief, blood rushed out.

"Young Master Ming", a monk who was closest to Ming Ruochu, grabbed Ming Ruochu's clothes before he fell down, hoping that he could save him.

"He can't survive by himself, how can he save you?" Jiang Ying sneered, looking casually at the blood stains on the long sword.

The snow-white sword body contrasted with the bright red blood, and it looked strange and beautiful in the gloomy cliff of silence.

"Jiang Ying", the strong smell of blood finally brought Ming Ruochu back to his senses, looking at the corpses everywhere, his eyes were both shocked and angry.

He felt that Jiang Ying was angry with these people because of him, and he blamed himself extremely in his heart.

But he forgot that the relationship between the two clans has long been on fire, and even without his affairs, Jiang Ying would not let these monks go.

Yaoguang's fault is that his sense of morality is too low, while Ming Ruochu's sense of morality is too high, and he always feels that he has to bear some responsibility for everything.

Jiang Ying was too lazy to watch him condemn himself here, and raised his sword to stab him between the eyebrows.

Liu Wangshu, who was standing aside, moved his mouth slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end.

This is an entanglement between Jiang Ying and Ming Ruochu that has lasted for thousands of years, and it is not easy for outsiders to interfere, even if it is her.

Seeing the long sword stabbing towards him, Ming Ruochu could only call out the Flowing Sword to resist.

Because of what happened thousands of years ago, he felt a little guilty towards Jiang Ying in his heart, so he just defended and didn't make any moves.

Why couldn't Jiang Ying see that Ming Ruochu was avoiding, retracted his long sword, and stood on a stone pillar.

The long wind in the cliff is unabated, and the shadow of the river blowing is like a ghost.

He lifted the Immortal Sword slightly, and the blood on the sword was like a broken pearl, dripping down.

"Ming Ruochu, what do you mean by hiding all the time?" Jiang Ying raised her chin slightly.

Even if he, Jiang Ying, wanted to kill Ming Ruochu, he would still fight him openly. Who would be disgusted if he backed down so every step of the way.

Ming Ruochu's hand tightly grasped Liu Guang's sword hilt, and the veins in his hand bulged.

He didn't know what he was going to do. He felt guilty towards Jiang Ying, but when he thought of Jiang Ying killing so many people, he felt even more dissatisfied with him.

"Why," Jiang Ying looked at Ming Ruochu's gloomy face, and mocked, "Don't condemn yourself with your so-called morality, otherwise"

Jiang Ying played with the long sword in his hand and chuckled, "In my eyes, you are worse than Yaoguang."

If I really feel guilty, I will kill myself. If I really feel that Jiang Ying is hateful, I will kill him. Now I am pretending here, and it is useless except to impress myself.

It's not as good as Yaoguang, evil is evil, and he never hides his wolfish ambitions.

Jiang Ying's words seemed to make Ming Ruochu understand. He looked at the corpse on the ground, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

When he opened his eyes again, the expression in his eyes had returned to normal, "If that's the case, then please enlighten me."

Ming Ruochu used Liu Guang to hold a sword flower, and made an attacking gesture.

The Immortal Slashing Sword pierced through the sky, approaching Ming Ruochu's face, Ming Ruochu dodged it easily with a flash of dexterity.

Now Liu Wangshu and the others at the side couldn't see their moves clearly, they could only see two figures, one black and one white, fighting constantly, and the boulders beside them burst due to the huge impact.

"Aying, be careful." Liu Wangshu couldn't see the specific situation clearly, so he could only worry on the sidelines.

Jiang Ying didn't answer, and the only response to her was the sound of weapons colliding.

After a long time, a white figure fell from the sky, like a kite with a broken string, falling straight down.

The moment his body was about to fall to the ground, Ming Ruochu turned around and barely landed.

There was blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Ying also quickly landed beside him, and sneered, "It's time to put an end to everything between us."

Before Ming Ruochu could reply, the blade of the Immortal Sword had already been swung towards Ming Ruochu.

The two were very close, and all this happened too quickly, Ming Ruochu was not prepared at all, and could only plan to take the blow forcefully.

The blade stopped, looking at Shen Chuxue who was standing in front of the sword, Jiang Ying's face flashed with anger, "Get out of the way."

Shen Chuxue shook her head desperately, "Don't kill him, don't kill him."

As he spoke, he wanted to kneel down.

How could Jiang Ying let her mother kneel down for herself, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Looking into Shen Chuxue's eyes, there was a little puzzlement.

Why, even if she is dead, even if she is separated from the front, Shen Chuxue still wants to help Ming Ruochu.

"Your Majesty", Song Qiushui secretly transmitted the voice, "She hadn't released the carnival insanity four times ago, so"

Song Qiushui didn't finish his sentence, but Jiang Ying already understood what he meant.

As long as the joyous joy Gu is not released, even if it is dead, even if it is separated by a thousand years, it will still take effect.

"Damn it," Jiang Ying swung a sword aura angrily, passing Ming Ruochu just barely, splitting the hill behind him in half.

"A Ying", Liu Wangshu hurriedly stepped forward to hold his hand, "Calm down."

The two had been together in Mo Yuan for a long time, and Liu Wangshu knew that if he didn't stop Jiang Ying, he might be controlled by the devil energy again.

However, from Shen Chuxue's memory, Han Bai, as a Demon Lord, has never been controlled by demon energy, but why Jiang Ying...

Liu Wangshu couldn't help but wonder in his heart, is there any secret in him?

"I'm fine," Jiang Ying stroked her hair, signaling her not to worry.

He hated Ming Ruochu in his heart, but it was impossible to really hurt Shen Chuxue.

Even the black shadow in front of her is just a ray of her obsession.

But Jiang Ying still felt sorry for the poor woman who gave birth to her.

Jiang Ying glanced coldly at Ming Ruochu, "Today she is protecting you, I will save her face and let you go for now."

Ming Ruochu looked at Shen Chuxue who stood in front of her eyes, and felt more guilt in her eyes.

"This carousing Gu, how to solve it?"