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

Yin Ling sneered, "With so many people trying to kill me, you don't really think I'm carrying Neidan with me, do you?"

She said this on purpose so that she could make a condition with Liu Wangshu and the others.

Jiang Ying chuckled, "Are you threatening us?"

Liu Wangshu raised his forehead, why did this kid come down like this, we are not villains, hey.

"What does the girl mean?" Ming Ruochu asked.

Yinling raised her head, "Help me find Li's soul gathering."

"This", Liu Wangshu was stunned for a moment, "Li Xun is already dead, so why do you force it?"

This matter of life and death cannot be forced.

Yinling's eyes were red, "No, his soul is still in this forest."

"But your inner alchemy alone is not enough for us to do this." Jiang Ying looked at her coldly.

An inner alchemy just wants others to save people for her, and treat others as fools.

Neither Liu Wangshu nor Ming Ruochu spoke, it was really not worthwhile.

If Li Xun still had breath, they would all save him, but Li Xun was dead, and it would be against the law of heaven to save him.

"No, there's more," Yinling added, "I know the secret of the Demon Race."

Liu Wangshu was startled, "You can't talk nonsense."

"Besides, how do we know what you said is true." Ming Ruochu said.

"Hehe", Yinling laughed a few times, "Believe it or not, I can tell you first that the demons are resurrecting a person."

"Jiang Yan?" Liu Wangshu asked.

As soon as the thoughtless words came out, Liu Wangshu regretted it.

Yinling looked at Liu Wangshu with a look of disdain, "Is that female ghost worthy?"

The only thing that can make the demons plan to revive is...

"Mozun", Ming Ruochu gritted his teeth and said.

Ming Ruochu's attitude towards the Demon Lord Liu Wangshu is not surprising, after all, his father's legs were injured when the Demon Lord was besieged 16 years ago.

Jiang Ying's face was not very good after hearing this.

Seeing the ever-changing expressions on their faces, Yinling was very satisfied, the effect she wanted had been achieved, "Yes, so, do you want to cooperate with me?"

"Okay, we will help you".Ming Ruochu didn't hesitate at all.

Liu Wangshu glanced at Jiang Ying beside him, and nodded.

Only by knowing the next move of the Demon Race can we better deal with it and protect him.

I don't know when, she is no longer just to change her own ending, she protects him more out of her heart.

She sincerely hoped that this young man would also have a good ending.

After everyone discussed, it was decided to let Ming Ruochu and Yinling cast spells together, while Liu Wangshu and Jiang Ying stood by, just in case.

Faint white light lit up in the mountain, coming from all directions, forming a wall of light, enveloping Ming Ruochu and the others.

There was a moment of silence in the mountain, and after a while, Jiang Ying pulled Liu Wangshu.

"If you know the movements of the demons, what are you going to do?" Jiang Ying asked in a low voice.

Liu Wangshu smiled, "Of course we want to stop them, but the most important thing is to find a spiritual sword for you before that."

Yinling's resurrection was actually inaccurate. After all, Jiang Ying was alive now, and what the demons wanted to do was to lure Jiang Ying into a demon.

"Then..." Jiang Ying glanced at Liu Wangshu cautiously, "Is it possible that the Demon Lord is now?"

"A Ying, it's impossible." Liu Wangshu looked at him, "No matter what happens in the future, you should remember that you will always be my younger brother."

No matter what, she will prevent Jiang Ying from becoming the demon king.

"Sister", Jiang Ying pulled her into her arms.

The voice of the person in his arms was a little unnatural, "You have to promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will always be kind."

"Okay, I will become someone like my sister in the future." Jiang Ying said with joy in her tone.

Liu Wangshu smiled wryly, Jiang Ying didn't know the truth, she only saved him when she thought she was kind-hearted, if she knew that she had a purpose to treat him in the first place, I'm afraid...

Ah Ying, don't be someone like me, I'm not a good person, Liu Wangshu thought to himself.

Jiang Ying looked at the petite figure in her arms, and a thought suddenly flashed in her heart: why not tell her that she is a demon now.

"Sister, I..." Jiang Ying just opened his mouth when Liu Wangshu broke away from his embrace.

Jiang Ying was a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"There are fireflies," Liu Wangshu pointed to the little stars floating in the jungle.

Seeing her so happy, Jiang Ying shook her head: Forget it, I'll tell her later.

Liu Wangshu circled among those fireflies, "I've never seen so many fireflies before."

She stretched out her hand and poked one of the light spots, and that light spot instantly became a picture.

The people on the screen are exactly Yin Ling and Li Xun.

Only then did Liu Wangshu realize that the fireflies all over the sky were Li Xun's memories, and he happened to click on the part where she and Yinling met.

She was actually quite curious as to how these two people could meet together.

Looking at the scene in front of her, it looked like an open-air movie. She was sitting on the ground, holding Jiang Ying to the side.

"Come on, let's dedicate some tears to other people's beautiful love." There was joy in the tone.

Jiang Ying looked at her dotingly, "Okay."

The figure on the screen moved.

Beams of fire illuminated the entire mountain forest, and a petite girl kept walking through the forest, followed by a black crowd.

Judging by the attire of this group of people, they should be casual cultivators.

The leader looked around and said in a gloomy voice, "This blood ganoderma has just transformed into a catastrophe, and now she is at her weakest, we must catch her."

The people behind responded, and then dispersed to search separately.

And the blood ganoderma, turned into a dead tree, was beside the leader.

Seeing this, Liu Wangshu raised her throat. According to the general story, this blood ganoderma will definitely be discovered.

Sure enough, the leader was leaning against the tree tiredly, he suddenly sniffed the air twice, and looked behind him suspiciously.

He got up, stared at the dead tree in front of him for a while, and said slowly, "Bring the knife."

Soon, a big knife was handed to him.

He was still muttering, "No wonder, no wonder, I just said, I can't find it."

The cold blade slowly moved to the dead tree, and the people behind were also staring nervously at this scene. Could it be that the dead tree in front of me was made of the blood Ganoderma lucidum?

What happened next was even more incomprehensible, because the leading man also passed his hand over.

The big knife sliced ​​across the man's palm, and the blood fell drop by drop into the soil in front of the dead tree. The leader's face was full of incomparable piety.

The rest of the people were dumbfounded by this weird scene, and one person boldly shouted, "Brother Zhou, are you okay?"

Brother Zhou turned his head abruptly, his eyes were bloodshot, "Shut up, didn't you see that I am worshiping God?"

As soon as these words came out, these people became even more frightened. It seemed that Brother Zhou was not only crazy, but also very crazy.