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

Wan Qiyun resisted Bei Yi's attack, and the two demonic energies collided with each other.

Bei Yi pushed Han Ziyu behind him and stared at the demon girl with his blood-red eyes: "How dare you hurt my own people."

His palms were burning with flames. The flames changed from golden to blue and then to black. The black fire went straight towards Wan Qiyun: "Only I can hurt him!"

Wan Qiyun sneered: "How dare a monster that has lost its mind dare to fight me and seek death!"

The energy waves formed by the impact of the demonic energy caused great pain to those around him.

Wan Xinan vomited a mouthful of blood. Although the poison had been cured, the overdose had damaged his lungs.

Wan Mufeng flew to his side from outside the formation: "Nan'er, Nan'er."

Wan Xinan looked at his face and felt that it was familiar but could not remember where he had seen it before. Others said that they grew up together and that he was his cousin, but he had no memory of it at all.

Wan Mufeng told him that he had forgotten some things because he was injured in exorcism.

"elder brother."

"Nan'er, are you okay?"

"It doesn't matter."

As a man with demonic blood, Wan Xinan is most dangerous before he is ten years old. Once discovered by someone who is interested, he can be refined into a pill and taken, which can greatly improve his cultivation and break through the bottleneck.

In order to protect him, Zhuyun sealed his mind. The seal was automatically released when he was ten years old, and Zhuyun sealed all his memories of his biological parents with the blood of the Demon Realm.

When Wan Mufeng was a child, she loved Nan'er as her younger sister and regarded her as her future fiancée. She often told her mother, "Mom, when I grow up, I want to marry Nan'er as my bride."

"Nan'er Nan'er, do you like me?"

"Nan'er, you are so beautiful. Can you marry me when you grow up?"

"Nan'er, brother Mufeng will always protect you."

"Nan'er, don't climb so high. You'll get hurt if you fall."

"Nan'er, do you like sweets? My brother will buy them for you."

"Nan'er, when you grow up, you will marry brother Mu Feng. Hanging with a hook will not change for a hundred years."

But he saw with his own eyes that "Zhuyun" killed his parents, and even saw Xinan become a man.

Unable to accept the reality, he chose to keep Wan Xinan by his side to torture and humiliate him, and even made him wear women's clothes during sex.

But now everything has come to light...

Wan Mufeng was filled with regret. He gently wiped away the blood from the corner of Wan Xinan's mouth: "Xinan, I was wrong."

Wan Xinan smiled because he didn't know why: "Brother, were my father and mother killed by the master?"

"Ah."

Wan Xinan pursed his lips. Although his aunt was in charge and had never loved him, she had never scolded or mistreated him. He could not believe the truth about his parents' death.

"She also killed her uncle and aunt?"

Wan Mufeng nodded: "Brother wrongly blamed you."

Sometimes it is better to forget, and some memories can only be hidden in unknown places. Those painful and ferocious memories seem a bit dirty, and the past can only be seen like a thief in the dark.

He smiled so helplessly, forget it, just forget it, Wu Yi Cao can take away all the painful memories of Xi Nan, forget it, it is better than remembering it.

Eight years ago, he and Xinan were apprenticed to the same master. Although the master was not from a famous family, his cultivation was very tyrannical.

During those years, the three of them lived happily and practiced literature and martial arts together. The master was also extremely strict with them.

What made him heartbroken was that the master always had special good intentions towards Wan Xinan. Ever since he first fell in love, he had understood that kind of good intentions were affection.

He was unwilling to let others have feelings for Wan Xinan, so he took his body by force when Wan Xinan was sixteen years old, humiliating him, making him uncomfortable, and making him unable to accept his master's kindness.

Later, the master failed to ascend and his soul died in front of the two of them.

Since then, Wan Xinan never gave him a smile again.

Wan Mufeng's teeth were itching with hatred. Even if he didn't want something, he wouldn't let others care about it. This thing could only pretend to be himself!

He tormented Wan Xinan day and night, and seeing him crouching underneath him gave him great psychological pleasure, as if his parents' revenge had been avenged.

It was obviously for revenge, but he was reluctant to hurt him no matter what.

Once Wan Xinan changed into a woman's dress, he felt like he had gone back to his childhood and met Nan'er.

He would hold his hand, call him Nan'er gently, and ask him to call him brother. He would gently lead him to enjoy love affairs, and drink a glass of wine with him.

But once Wan Xinan put on a man's clothes, his expression immediately changed. He wanted to peel off his skin and stretch his muscles, but he still couldn't bear to hurt him.

……

Bei Yi and Wan Qiyun in the formation activated their demonic energy, and the two released their spiritual power to fight.

Snowflakes were frozen in the air, and everyone was frozen.

Bei Yi's stern gaze was like the fire of hell: "Anyone who hurts him will not survive!"

The Black Iron Sword flew into his hand with a whoosh. He cut his wrist with the sword, and blood dripped on the sword. Suddenly, everything around him stopped freezing.

And Wan Haiming's body was also manipulated by Xuantie Sword.

Bei Yi arrogantly wiped away the blood on the Xuan Tie Sword and activated the sword with demonic energy.

Just listen to countless loud screams coming from the sword, the sounds of fighting and weapons hitting, sad cries and begging for mercy...

All the sounds surround the night sky.

The Black Iron Sword flew into the top of the formation, the sword body was surrounded by black energy, and wisps of demonic energy burst out from the sword.

Wan Haiming's closed eyes suddenly opened: "Give me back my life!"

The cacophony of sounds made people dizzy.

Wang Ruonan squatted down holding his head while Xi Qing covered his ears: "What are all these things?"

Mu Yuan said: "Hold your breath, use your spiritual power, and don't listen."

"Haha, ah haha, am I alive? Am I alive?"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, ah~"

"The human world is actually the human world~"

"Don't run, I'm coming."

"Haha, haha~"

"Give me my head, give me my head."

"Who wants to kill me, who?"

"Where is the Demon Lord? Demon Lord, my subordinates will take you back to the underworld, back to the underworld~"

……

Bei Yi's eyes became colder and colder, and the demonic energy condensed in his palms. He rushed away and grabbed Wan Qiyun's neck with one hand: "Who gave you the courage!"

His eyeballs were bloodshot, his bloodshot eyes were horrifying, the veins on his arms were like curved and vigorous Populus euphratica, and the corners of his mouth were one part cold-blooded and aloof smile, and the other part filled with angry murderous intent.

"How dare you hurt him!" Bei Yi's hand tightened tighter and tighter.

Wan Qiyun coughed violently: "No, I didn't expect it, you turned out to be a monster."

Wan Haiming cast a spell irrationally and attacked Wan Qiyun.

Wan Qiyun's eyes turned cold, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were in tatters under the impact of the demonic energy.

"Ah -" she unleashed all her soul and spiritual power, knocking Bei Yi away, "How dare you stop me, no one can stop me, my great cause is about to be completed, so go to hell, haha, Let them all die.”

Wan Qiyun waved his demonic energy, laughed and cried: "Come on, come on!!!!"

Huge dark clouds fell from the sky.

Taking a closer look, I saw a figure above the dark clouds.