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

Bei Yi took him to Hushan Town. He stared at Han Ziyu closely: "You are so eager to forget me, are you? In the past life, when did you care about my feelings?"

Han Ziyu's eyes were stunned. He couldn't remember where he had seen the person in front of him before: "Don't touch me!"

Bei Yi got close to him, raised his chin, lowered his head and bit it hard: "Who allowed you to forget me? Remember me!"

But the vines of Gudu grew more and more, and had already taken root in Bei Yi's legs.

Bei Yi gritted his teeth and pulled out the vines with tendons, blood dripping down his arm.

"Han Ziyu, you really don't love me, otherwise how could the grain poison in my body take effect? ​​Han Ziyu, tell me, how can you look at me?"

There were tears in Bei Yi's eyes: "In the past life and this life, I was defeated by you in the end."

Han Ziyu turned her head away and didn't want to look at him.

Bei Yi grabbed his shoulders: "I told you to look at me, look into my eyes!"

Han Ziyu raised her hand and slapped him: "Get away."

Bei Yi's eyes were vicious. He pinched Han Ziyu's face and leaned close to him and said: "Han Ziyu, come on, kill me. If you kill me, I will let you go. Didn't you say that we will sever all ties between master and disciple, okay?" Ah, if you want to escape from my grasp, then kill me."

Han Ziyu scolded: "Madman."

"Yes, I am a madman. I just want to possess you. I want your heart and your body."

Han Ziyu summoned Wu Ge, and when the evil spirit dissipated, he slapped Bei Yi on the chest and immediately escaped from his control.

Bei Yi spat out a mouthful of blood. He held Wu Ge's sword blade and stabbed his chest: "Come on, stab here, come on."

Han Ziyu pulled Wu Ge back.

"Why, you are reluctant to kill me?" Bei Yi smiled bitterly.

Bei Yi wanted to raise his hand to touch his face, but when he lowered his head, he saw that he had sent all of Wu Ge into his heart, and blood was dripping along Wu Ge's sword blade. He looked at Han Ziyu with a wry smile, and pulled Han Ziyu. He let the sword reach its end with his hand: "Han Ziyu, you are just a heartless stone."

"You are vicious by nature, slaughtering innocent creatures, and instigated Liu Haisheng to frame me, and threatened my life to protect yourself. When will I accept someone like you as a disciple?" Han Ziyu pulled out Wu Ge and said, "I will keep you in mind. I am a master and a disciple, if I don’t kill you, you can just fend for yourself here.”

"Han Ziyu, since you are ruthless, don't blame me for being unrighteous." Bei Yi summoned the Black Iron Sword and headed towards Han Ziyu, releasing his evil spirit at the cost of his life.

Han Ziyu's words echoed in his ears: If you cultivate evil spirits, you will die.

Bei Yi thought to himself: If I don't live, I will die. Living is painful. No one in this world is willing to save me.

It's funny to think about it. He never thought that he and Han Ziyu would reach this point, but in Han Ziyu's heart, he was so dirty.

Scenes from the past appeared in his mind, and he was heartbroken: "Han Ziyu, from now on I will sever all ties with you, and there will no longer be any relationship between master and disciple."

The evil spirit rushed over, and Han Ziyu was trapped in the evil spirit.

Bei Yi took a pill and covered the wound on his chest. Han Ziyu struck him dead, and the sword penetrated completely.

He sent Han Ziyu into the space bag: "Han Ziyu, just stay in it for the rest of your life."

Bei Yi took some medicine and then flew out of the space bag and put shackles on the bag. Without his magic, no one could get out of the space bag.

He spent half a month recuperating from his injury in a wooden house in Hushan Town. As soon as he recovered from his injury, he flew into the space bag and tied Han Ziyu's limbs to iron chains and locked him on the bed.

He thought of those scenes in his previous life, and his blood surged. He licked his lips: "Since you can't get your heart, then I will destroy your body."

He just wanted to imprison Han Ziyu by his side, humiliate and torture him every day, destroy his pride, and make him willing to stay by his side.

Han Ziyu's hair was messy, her black hair slid down the bed, and her clothes were soaked: "Kill me if you can."

"Kill you? I can't bear it." Bei Yi touched the lip that was bitten by him, "It's fun when you're alive, but it's not fun when you're dead and your body becomes stiff."

Bei Yi laughed loudly and strangled Han Ziyu's neck: "Kiss me, kiss me and I will untie the chains on your hands."

Han Ziyu twisted her head: "Get away, don't touch me, get out!"

"Don't touch you? But I've touched you more than a dozen times. Look at the traces here and here. They are all left by me." Bei Yi touched his earlobe and pressed his earlobe fiercely. He asked him to look at the bronze mirror on one side, "Take a good look at the traces that I have planted for you!"

Han Ziyu's eyes were full of murderous intent. He tried to summon Wu Ge countless times, but his spiritual veins were blocked by Bei Yi's evil spirit, leaving him unable to fight back.

"Stop struggling and be obedient. After a while I will consider loosening the chains and letting you get out of bed and move around." Bei Yi put on his shirt and said.

Han Ziyu curled up on the bed and didn't react.

"Open your mouth and eat this." Bei Yi took out a healing elixir and handed it to his mouth.

Han Ziyu remained unmoved.

"I said open your mouth, did you hear me? Don't let me say it a second time!" Bei Yi grabbed his throat and said viciously.

Until Han Ziyu's mouth overflowed with blood and his face turned livid. He opened Han Ziyu's mouth in a panic, but he couldn't do it.

Bei Yi panicked. Unexpectedly, he bit his tongue and committed suicide.

"Han Ziyu, if you dare to die, you don't care about the lives of those people the most. Xi Qing, Mu Yuan, Wang Ruonan, please think about them carefully. If you die, I will let these people be buried with you."

Han Ziyu weakly let go of his mouth and allowed Bei Yi to stuff the elixir into his mouth.

"Swallow it!"

Han Ziyu swallowed the pills mixed with the blood in her mouth.

The next moment, taking advantage of Bei Yi's panic, he broke through the confinement, summoned Wu Ge, split the iron chain with his sword blade, and released all his spiritual power towards Bei Yi.

Bei Yi was caught off guard and was knocked back a few steps by his spiritual power. His internal organs ached from the shock: "You really did not disappoint me, Han Ziyu."

Han Ziyu held Wu Ge and rushed towards Bei Yi, and the two started fighting.

The entire space pocket was filled with turbulent waves, and the lake water rose hundreds of meters high.

The two fought all the way to the lake, fighting in the water.

Bei Yi's eyes were full of anger. He glared at the man in front of him and rushed towards him.

There were countless fish and shrimp casualties in the lake, and the waves were surging.

Just when Bei Yi's evil spirit struck, Han Ziyu let go of Wu Ge and withdrew his spiritual power, allowing the evil spirit to attack him. After Han Ziyu was seriously injured, his blood stained the lake, and he looked up with a smile. The body sank towards the bottom of the lake.

Bei Yi opened his mouth to call him, but the lake water filled his mouth. He wanted to hold Han Ziyu's hand but couldn't.

The image of his tragic death in his previous life came to mind again and again. Bei Yi rushed into the bottom of the lake to fish out Han Ziyu, who was dying, and took him out of the space bag.

When he woke up, Bei Yi said: "Han Ziyu, I decided to let you go. You and I should never have met. The grudge between the two lives will end here."

Bei Yi smiled, turned around and pushed open the wooden door to leave. He was relieved, everything was over, and he would never suffer for him again. The grudges of the past and present life ended here. Han Ziyu, you and I will say goodbye forever.

Han Ziyu coughed up a mouthful of blood on the bed and used Qigong to heal himself.

After staying in Hushan Town for a few more days, Bailufeng's disciples found this place.

Xi Qing broke into the door and said, "Master, how are you doing, Master?"

In the dead of night, Han Ziyu had just returned from exterminating some evil spirits nearby. Before he could sit down and rest for a while, the door was smashed open by Xi Qing with a knife.

"It's okay, how about looking at the cliff top lately?"

Xi Qing knelt down in front of Han Ziyu and said, "Master, it's my disciple's meager magical power that gave this piece of shit like Bei Yi an opportunity."

"Get up, there is gold at a man's knees, don't kneel down easily."

"Yes."

After speaking, Xi Qing excitedly took out a medal: "Master, I won the first place in the martial arts competition, and my disciple did not embarrass the master."

Han Ziyu nodded happily: "Very good."

As soon as a few people walked out of Hushan Town, they met Wangyading disciples who were coming.

"Honorable Hanxian, the barrier on top of Wangya has been broken."

Xi Qing was in disbelief: "What?"

Han Ziyu and Xi Qingyu flew with their swords, and after a while they arrived at the top of Wangya.

Crows flew overhead in flocks, the moon was hidden behind the clouds, the autumn wind was bleak, and thick fog lingered on the mountain tops.

The surroundings were full of bloody air, and black air was rushing around the top of the cliff.

A hole was broken in the barrier at the top of Wangya, and countless demon spirits came out of the gap.

The disciples of the sect were fighting with the evil spirits who were hiding.

When Mu Yuan saw Han Ziyu, he immediately flew over and said, "Master, Liu Yang, who was originally locked up in the Demon Locking Tower, broke the formation of the Demon Locking Tower and released all the monsters in the Demon Locking Tower. He also sacrificed himself to the formation and destroyed the barrier. The sky-repairing stone in the formation.”

The Sky-Mending Stone has been destroyed, and the barrier was set up by an ancient god. No one can repair the barrier that isolates the three realms.

Han Ziyu looked around, looking at the disciples of the sect who suffered heavy casualties, and there was a buzzing in his ears.

After a while, he held Wu Ge and fought against the evil spirits.

Wang Ruonan held the Ten Thousand Bones Sword: "Ten Thousand Bones Gather."

The Ten Thousand Bone Sword turned into countless silver needles and flew away, killing hundreds of evil spirits.

Mu Yuan held the Shanping Dao and stood at the damaged part of the barrier to kill the monster.

Xi Qing also flew away to kill the evil spirits.

Xi Qinyi, Lu Yao, Xiao Lin and their disciples are here to protect the formation.

"What is escaping now are only low-level monsters. It won't take long for high-level monsters to follow, and there will even be monsters coming." Xi Qinyi said.

Feng Chen immediately lit colorful fireworks at the top of the mountain. This was a distress signal jointly discussed by the ten sects when they formed the sect. Just light it at the critical moment of life and death.

Fireworks bloomed brilliantly in the sky, and the dark sky was illuminated by huge fireworks.

Everyone is praying to survive this disaster and survive in troubled times.

A heavy black air enveloped the place, and more and more crows gathered in the sky. Their strange cries were annoying.

The beasts, insects and mice in the forest were restless and fled one after another.

Han Ziyu flew to the damaged part of the barrier, formed a formation to fill the gap, and blocked the demon spirits from outside the barrier.

Countless demon spirits gathered together and attacked the formation.

Mu Yuan gathered spiritual power towards Han Ziyu.

Everyone below also gathered their spiritual energy towards the formation.

A disciple asked: "How long can we last?"

"do not know."

"I don't want to die."