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

While the master and apprentice were sleeping soundly, there was a knock on the door again. It was Mu Yuan who knocked on the door.

"Master."

Han Ziyu immediately became nervous: "What's the matter?"

"Master, Bei Yi can't be found."

Bei Yi was extremely embarrassed. If his senior brother found out, that would be fine. He would immediately hide under the bed.

Senior brother is an upright and serious person, and even Xi Qing is afraid of Mu Yuan.

Just as Bei Yi was about to get under the bed, he was stopped by Han Ziyu.

"Bei Yi, he is recovering from his injuries in my house."

"Junior brother is injured, is it serious?"

Mu Yuan's voice was a little anxious. After all, he was a fellow disciple and had watched Bei Yi grow up. He was very worried about Bei Yi.

"It's okay. He is rough-skinned and fleshy. He suffered some minor injuries."

"It's okay."

Bei Yi held his breath and did not dare to make a sound. After all, his senior brother's skills were already very powerful. If he made any big noise, his senior brother would definitely sense it.

"Master."

"Anything else?"

"Master, are we leaving here tomorrow morning?"

"Ah."

"Okay, then disciple, please leave first."

Bei Yi breathed a sigh of relief. He lay on Han Ziyu and kissed the master's lips: "Master, are you feeling comfortable just now?"

Han Ziyu nodded.

"Does it still hurt?"

Han Ziyu shook his head.

Bei Yi smiled and continued to ask: "Is it big?"

Han Ziyu's face turned red instantly and he turned around hastily.

Bei Yi: "It's just full."

Han Ziyu turned around again and quickly covered Bei Yi's mouth.

He didn't know why Bei Yi talked so much at such a young age.

Bei Yi hugged Han Ziyu tightly in his arms: "Master, sometimes I feel so excited when I think about it."

"Stimulate?"

"We are master and disciple, and I actually slept with my master..."

Han Ziyu was speechless: "Get out of here!"

Just as the two of them were fighting each other, someone knocked on the door again.

"Master."

"Oh no, Master, something happened."

Bei Yi heard the voice and realized that the person coming was senior sister.

"Master, are you asleep?"

"What's wrong, Xiaoqi?"

"All those people outside have been poisoned. Now they are numb and about to lose consciousness."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Yi felt very weak.

The next moment, he slowly lay down on the bed, without any strength in his body.

And Han Ziyu also had the same symptoms.

The poison will spread faster as soon as the power is gained. In today's troubled times, life and death are at stake, who would poison him at this time.

Xiao Qi's voice outside the door became anxious: "Master."

Bei Yi propped up his body and immediately used magic to wrap Han Ziyu's clothes tightly. At the last moment of unconsciousness, he put on his own clothes and rolled out of bed. He didn't want to be discovered by others like this, and then endless abuse would come.

He is not afraid of being scolded or cursed, he is already dead.

But the master is different. The master is the best person in the world, the only one who will pay the price of his life to save him, and the one who will truly hold him in the palm of his hand.

He once thought that he was not worthy of the beauty of the world. He once thought that he deserved to go to hell. He once thought that he deserved to be cast aside and regarded as a monster by the world, and everyone would kill him.

He once thought that no one would care about him, and he almost fell into endless darkness again and turned into an irrational monster.

But Master reached out to him and gave him a beam of light when he was most helpless.

Han Ziyu vomited out a mouthful of blood. He thought of the bowl of noodles. Although Bei Yi didn't eat it, he drank the noodle soup. That bowl of noodles was poisonous.

Xiaoqi knocked frantically on the door but couldn't hear any response.

"Master, Master."

Wang Ruonan rushed in through the door with Little Apple in her arms.

The junior brothers and masters in front of them fell to the ground one after another, with blood stains on their mouths.

"Ayi, Master!"

Anger burned in Wang Ruonan's eyes. She had lost her parents and uncle, her husband and mother-in-law. She had nothing left. Now Little Apple was poisoned, and even her master and fellow apprentices were poisoned.

She was very familiar with that poison, which was called Hedinghong. Even those who were cultivators could not detoxify this poison.

Wang Ruonan's eyes were red, and she was at a loss and feeling extremely heartbroken.

She couldn't cure the poison, and the antidote she brought with her was simply not enough. She was not a saint and could only feed the medicine that suppressed the spread of poison to the few people she cared about most in her life.

After feeding Bei Yi and Master the antidote, Wang Ruonan gently patted Little Apple on the back: "I'm sorry for you, Little Apple. Don't leave Grandma."

Her eyes were filled with tears, longing for the daughter in her arms to wake up.

Soon, the door was pushed open again.

The people who came in were more than a dozen people from Lei Yingfeng.

They held their swords with vicious smiles on their faces: "Hand over your inner energy obediently, and I will spare your life."

Wang Ruonan sneered. She placed the child in her arms on the ground smoothly, then stood up and summoned the Ten Thousand Bones Silver Sword. Wang Ruonan walked towards the dozen or so people in front of her step by step: "If you want to get the inner essence, just take it from my corpse." Step on over."

Wang Ruonan recited a spell and used blood as a sacrifice to awaken the evil thoughts of the Ten Thousand Bone Silver Sword. Soon the sword body separated and ten thousand silver needles appeared.

Those people had never seen such an evil sword before.

Wang Ruonan looked over with a look: "You are so eager for other people's inner energy?"

More than a dozen Lei Yingfeng's immortal disciples looked at the woman in front of them with horror.

"Hand over Nei Yuan and spare your life." Someone still said firmly.

Wang Ruonan sneered: "Hedinghong, you actually gave everyone deadly poison, even an eight-year-old child, die!"

A dozen people clenched their swords and rushed towards Wang Ruonan.

Wang Ruonan gritted her teeth, she closed her mouth, and her thoughts flew out like thousands of silver needles.

More than a dozen people held their swords to resist the flying silver needles.

Some people couldn't resist, and the silver needles were shot into various acupuncture points on their bodies. Soon, some of the people who were hit bleed from their orifices and fell to the ground dead.

The leader walked around behind Wang Ruonan and pointed his sword at the child on the ground: "Hand over the inner energy, or sacrifice your child's life as a guide."

Wang Ruonan turned around coldly, ignoring the sword intentions of the people behind her. There was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, and she held several silver needles in her hand and shot them towards the eyes, neck and heart of the leader with lightning speed.

In an instant the man fell to the ground.

"Ten thousand bones will return." Soon, ten thousand silver needles gathered again into a sharp sword.

Lei Yingfeng's people never expected that this woman's skills were so powerful.

Wang Ruonan flew up holding the Ten Thousand Bones Silver Sword, and chopped off the person's head with one sword, and broke the arm of the person beside him with another sword.

Her skills were arrogant and evil. After only a moment of practicing, several people in front of her were already dead and dismembered.

Only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy showed a look that was not afraid of life and death. He stood tremblingly in front of Wang Ruonan, but held the sword in his hand tightly.

Wang Ruonan suddenly remembered that one year when he went down the mountain for training, he encountered a difficult monster. Ah Qing was obviously scared to death, but he still stood in front of him with his head stiffened. At that time, Ah Qing's eyes were like this.