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

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The master and apprentice led a team of more than thirty people back to the palace in the north of the city.

After entering the palace, Little Apple ran over worriedly.

"Master."

Han Ziyu touched Little Apple's cheek.

Little Apple smiled and then ran to Wang Ruonan behind: "Aniang, Aniang."

Wang Ruonan got off Bei Yi's back: "My mother is fine."

Bei Yi supported Wang Ruonan: "Sister."

Wang Ruonan smiled lightly: "I'm fine."

Someone from Lei Yingfeng's sect said: "There are still many people scattered throughout the city."

Wang Ruonan thought of Doctor Xu and Elder Lu Yao, wondering where they had gone and whether they were safe and sound.

Han Ziyu: "Bei Yi, give me one of the fireworks you bought for the festival."

Bei Yi handed it to Han Ziyu in confusion. He lit it and flew into the air. Then the fireworks exploded, and the dazzling fireworks burst into full bloom.

"The signal has been sent out, and those people should be rushing here." Han Ziyu said.

Xi Qing and others nodded.

The city palace was full of corpses, and their deaths were extremely tragic.

There are still 28 days before the January period, and Han Ziyu suddenly feels sad. In the city of God-killing, even the gods may not be able to leave this place, not to mention that they are just mortals who have not long been cultivating immortals. Should they fight to the death or wait for death?

But it's all death in the end, so why not give it a try?

"Everyone will rest here for a while and then leave."

"Leave?" Several people questioned.

"We finally crawled out from the pile of dead people, and now you ask us to die again, but we won't go."

Han Ziyu solemnly said: "This place is the city of the gods. Within one month, if you don't leave this place, it will be destroyed."

"I would rather live here and wait for death in peace than leave here to seek death. The outside of the city is full of monsters. Even if I can leave this city, how can I be better off in the city above? In short, it will be death, so it is not as good as Die more comfortably."

"Yes, this city is already extremely dangerous, and going further up will probably be even more dangerous than here."

Someone argued: "We are all going to die anyway, why not go up and maybe leave the God-killing City. After all, this city was also built and there will always be weaknesses."

"Yes, we are all going to die anyway, why not go up. Maybe the city above is not so dangerous."

"If you can't replenish your spiritual power, can you really escape?" A young man said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's newly ignited hopes were extinguished again.

After a moment of silence, everyone decided to stay here.

Master Han Ziyu and his disciples were determined to leave this city and go to the next city.

There are many illusions here, and you will fall into them if you are not careful.

Suddenly golden leaves fell from the sky. Several people looked at the golden leaves and rushed towards them like crazy, jumping up to catch the leaves.

"On the day the God of Hades is resurrected, the City of God Killing will cease to exist."

"On the day the God of Hades is resurrected, the City of God Killing will cease to exist."

Several people chanted the words engraved on the golden leaves.

Hades? Bei Yi was confused. The God of Hades had lost his soul and could not be resurrected.

"Can't we be saved by resurrecting Hades?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a fierce knock on the door echoed in the silent palace.

"Who?" Xi Qing shouted.

"We, it's us."

Hearing the voices of his fellow disciples, Xi Qing immediately opened the city gate.

A group of disciples came one after another.

Seeing Xi Qing, Xi Qinyi breathed a sigh of relief: "You kid, are you injured?"

When Mrs. Xi saw Xi Qing, she quickly stepped forward and said, "Your father has been comforting me all the way, saying that Ah Qing's Kung Fu is so powerful that he will definitely not die."

Mrs. Xi shed tears as she spoke: "Why don't you wear the armor I made for you?"

"ugly."

Mrs. Xi slapped Xi Qing on the head: "How long have you still cared about whether a armor is ugly or not? Your father has spoiled you."

Xi Qinyi: "Madam, you are wronged. This kid is not what I am used to."

Xi Qing pouted and couldn't help but think of Qingqing in his mind. He didn't know where he had gone and where he was now. Could it be that he had returned to the demon world? He had promised himself, so how could he break his promise?

Elder Feng Chen raised his fly whisk and muttered a few words of farewell to the corpses on the ground.

The sun was shining brightly just now, and in a blink of an eye it was night. The darkness came quickly and the air-conditioning came instantly.

"Hurry in, don't stand in the courtyard." Han Ziyu shouted loudly,

Those ice crystal-like objects began to melt under the reflection of the moonlight, swallowing up the corpses on the ground.

Everyone ran to the main hall quickly,

A disciple lost his mind while standing in the courtyard and was entangled by the strange ice crystal object.

Han Ziyu flew away, threw Li Xuan out and rolled the man over.

One of the man's feet was encased in ice crystals, and he howled in pain as he was pulled in front of the crowd.

"Get it off for me quickly, get it off."

The ice crystal was hot and cold for a while, and the foot inside the ice crystal was slowly getting bigger. The next moment, the ice crystal shattered with a bang, and the person's foot also shattered.

Everyone present felt horrified.

"What is this?"

"horrible."

The man's legs were shattered section by section from the knees down, and he screamed helplessly in pain, begging the people around him to save him.

"Help me, I don't want to die, help me."

I saw Wang Ruonan holding her Ten Thousand Bone Silver Needle Sword and cutting off the man's legs to the knees.

The man fainted from the pain.

"Don't touch those ice crystal objects, they will eat up your body. Everyone, if you want to survive, stay here and don't go anywhere." Han Ziyu shouted.

At night, everyone huddled together under the ice barrier cast by Han Ziyu to keep warm, waiting for the moonlight to come out and the ice crystal object to solidify.

Bei Yi took out some elixirs from the space bag and fed them to Han Ziyu: "Master, stop consuming spiritual power."

The master and apprentice looked at each other in the middle of the night, the cold moonlight shining in front of them, Bei Yi's heart ached.

He finally waited to be with his master in this life, and he didn't want to die here so soon.

He wanted to travel around the world with the Master, wanted to get married with the Master, and wanted to have a romantic relationship with the Master.

Bei Yi secretly whispered into Han Ziyu's ear: "Master, if we leave here, let's get married."

Han Ziyu nodded without hesitation.

Nothing secular, nothing nondescript, he just wants to spend this life hand in hand with the young man in front of him.

"Master, let's have something to eat." Bei Yi took out some food from the space bag.

The space bag contains a lot of rations, which are some food from Beiyitun and are left for the master.

The art of fasting had no effect in this place. Some people felt thirsty and ran to a nearby room to catch some urine and drink it. There is no dignity in this world. Being able to survive is the most important thing.

Lei Yingfeng's people took out some food and water from the spirit bag.

"These noodles are enough for everyone to have a meal when cooked," said a young man from Lei Yingfeng.