Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

By the time everyone came to their senses, the fog had already dissipated, and they only saw Xi Qing who was fainting off the stage and Bei Yi who was fainting on the stage.

Mu Yuan stood aside, wondering what happened just now, and how to judge winning or losing in this situation. Master said, "Well, everyone has seen it, Xi Qing fell off the ring."

"Xi Qing wins." Han Ziyu flew over, lifted up Xi Qing with his spiritual power, and left a message before turning around and leaving: "Bei Yi was originally a disciple of the inner sect at Wangya Peak. He went crazy while practicing the exercises. Now he is an outer sect. Disciple, he was imprisoned in Siguotang, and Xi Qing was promoted to inner disciple."

Wang Ruonan rushed to the ring and helped Bei Yi up: "Ayi, Ayi." She felt Beiyi's pulse and panicked, and immediately took out the heart-protecting pill and fed it to Beiyi.

Mu Yuan arranged the rest of the trivial matters, threw away the gong in his hand and carried Bei Yi on his back: "How is junior brother?"

"If your heart pulse is damaged, you can wake up after resting for half a month." Wang Ruonan quickly followed Mu Yuan's footsteps.

"You have been watching this kid these past few days. I will go to Master to beg for mercy."

Wang Ruonan stopped and said, "Senior brother, you, did you see clearly what junior brother was doing just now, and did you hear clearly what he said?"

"No."

Wang Ruonan wondered if it was her auditory hallucination just now. She clearly heard Bei Yi calling himself his own person, so she might have heard it wrong.

Taking Bei Yi to Siguotang, Mu Yuan performed exercises to heal his injuries, protected his heart and then stood up to leave.

Wang Ruonan sat aside and guarded Bei Yi: "Master has always treated you very well. Even if he loses, he may not kick you out. A Yi, what happened in the past two months when you were missing? I always feel that you have changed. You are not what you used to be." That stupid boy."

Bei Yi huddled on the mat, his brows knitted together, "It's cold, it's so cold, it's cold."

"Is Ayi still cold?" Wang Ruonan pulled the quilt and covered Beiyi.

"Hot, hot, so hot."

Wang Ruonan checked Bei Yi's breathing to see why his spiritual power was disordered, then took out a pill and put it into Bei Yi's mouth.

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"Master, Master!!" Bei Yi hugged Xiao Lin. He was covered in blood. His fingers, face, and clothes were all covered with blood. Xiao Lin's eyes were covered with blood. He tried to wipe away the blood stains but it stained his hands. Even the blood could not be wiped clean from Master's eyes for a long time.

Xiao Lin caressed Bei Yi's face: "Don't cry, live well, see the great mountains and rivers for Master, and never take revenge."

"Master, Master, don't leave me, okay, don't leave me." Bei Yi cried like a wolf cub without a home, "Are you satisfied, Han Ziyu, just wait for me, finally One day, I will take your head."

Han Ziyu put away Wu Ge, turned around and left. Before taking two steps forward, Mo Chen's sword penetrated his shoulder blade.

"Go to hell with my master." Bei Yi roared and shouted, his face covered with blood like a demon from hell.

Han Ziyu used her spiritual power to force out Mo Chen's sword and spit out a mouthful of blood.

People from the ten sects swarmed up and surrounded Bei Yi: "Put down your butcher knife, otherwise don't blame me for bullying the minority."

Bei Yi looked up to the sky and laughed, his blood flowed backwards, gushing out from his nose and eyes and he fell to the ground: "Haha, Master, look, open your eyes and see what the world you are guarding looks like. They are forcing you to death, and they are still If you want to destroy your immortal body, a bunch of common men, come on, come and kill me, otherwise I will want you to bury him with him one day."

Han Ziyu threw out Li Xuan and rolled up Bei Yi: "Follow me."

"Follow you? It was you who killed him, why do you still want to show your respect? Don't you just want me and let me fuck you? Let me tell you, the only person I love in this life is Xiao Lin."

After saying this, Han Ziyu's spiritual whip struck him, a burst of smoke dispersed, and the two of them disappeared.

Bei Yi was tied up by Li Xuan for ten days. During the ten days, Han Ziyu slept with him and fed him.

On a full moon night, Bei Yi broke away from Xuan and grabbed Han Ziyu's throat: "You killed him, I want you to die!"

"Okay." Han Ziyu let go of Wu Ge and closed her eyes waiting for him to end his life.

Bei Yi tore his white clothes to pieces with one hand and bit his throat. The smell of blood spread in his mouth. He sneered: "Han Ziyu, of course it is easy to die. You claim to be noble. I want you to live in humiliation and watch me dominate." The world, destroy everything for you, watch with your own eyes how I play you to death."

The spiritual power was rampant, the utensils in the room were shattered on the floor, and the injury on Han Ziyu's shoulder blade was torn open. The pain in his body was far less than the pain in his heart.

He was powerless to resist. What came after the violent storm was the man's brutal abuse. His limbs were chained, his body was shaking in pain, and there were blood stains everywhere on the bed.

Bei Yi had enough trouble and loosened the iron lock: "You look like I'm bullying you. When you killed him, did you ever think about whether I felt sorry for you, huh?"

Han Ziyu slapped him, and Wu Ge passed through Bei Yi's thigh: "Don't force me."

Bei Yi pinched Han Ziyu's throat: "I want you to die."

The next moment, Bei Yi's blood began to flow backwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out: "What kind of curse did you cast on me? I must kill you today."

Bei Yi held Mo Chen in his hand and approached again, but Mo Chen's sword lay limp and motionless.

"Okay, very good. Han Ziyu, just wait for me and see how I destroy the top of Wangya and the world." Bei Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put away Mo Chen and left.

Wu Ge fell to the ground with an ethereal sound, and Li Xuan picked Wu Ge up and landed on the bed.

Bei Yi destroyed Han Ziyu's skills and took Poison Valley to practice forbidden techniques intensively. All ten sects in the world were afraid of his existence.

He destroyed Han Ziyu's inner energy and imprisoned him in Baishui Palace, where he was humiliated and tortured every day. Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Han Ziyu grabbed the bed rail, while Li Xuan grabbed Bei Yi's legs and feet and pulled him off the bed.

"After sleeping so many times, I'm no different from a dead fish. If you don't cooperate, will you? Tomorrow Xi Qing and Wang Ruonan's head will fall at your feet." Bei Yi snorted and pulled away.

"Let your fellow disciples go, I promise you."

Bei Yi sneered: "The dignified Hanxian Master can only use this method if he wants to take someone away from me. I think it is no different from the singing girl who hooks the roof."

Han Ziyu tightened his grip on Li Xuan and tried to pull it away.

Bei Yi clenched his hand: "Didn't Lord Hanxian ask me to let go of my fellow disciples, or did he ask for this?"

That night, Bei Yi got his wish and trampled on Han Ziyu's dignity, and got his wish and tasted the unprecedented pleasure of fish and water.

All of his fellow sects at Wangyadian were exiled by him, so much so that he didn't care which sect they joined.

"Return the evil to my master." Xi Qing held up the Qinglong Sword.

"Your master? Go to the underworld to find him." Bei Yi sneered.

Xi Qing leaned forward, and the Qinglong Sword pierced Bei Yi's abdomen. Bei Yi destroyed the Qinglong Sword with a forbidden technique, and pinched Xi Qing's neck: "Get out of here, or I want you to go to the underworld to find him."

"Return it to my master."

"On the day when the ten sects encircled Xiao Lin, your master has long since disappeared. If you refuse to leave, I will send you to the underworld."

Xi Qing knelt on the ground slumped: "Master, this is a disciple who is unfilial. A disciple cannot kill a traitor with his own hands."

Wang Ruonan pulled Xi Qing up and said: "Ah Qing, leave Qingshan alive without fear of running out of firewood. Leave here with your senior sister and come back for revenge in the future."

Mo Chen's sword stood in front of Wang Ruonan: "You are a poisonous woman. You are extremely cruel to kill your own husband. Senior brother Mu Yuan loves you so much, but you actually killed him."

Wang Ruonan smiled and burst into tears: "He has long been invaded by demonic energy and has become someone else. When I find Master, I will go down and accompany him."