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

Han Ziyu was taking off her inner lining and turned to look at the young man calling behind her: "What's the matter?"

Bei Yi couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. Han, what was Han Ziyu going to do? Was it a beauty trap? Could it be that he saw those five paintings and wanted to do something to him?

"Disciple, disciple is not ready yet."

Bei Yi's face was as red as a frost-beaten tomato, even redder than the blush of the Navashe singer.

"How to prepare for hot spring bathing?"

Bei Yi was embarrassed for a moment. It turned out that he was taking a bath in a hot spring. The wine just now was really strong. He only drank one bottle, which made him dizzy and even broke his tablet.

"Haha, disciple, disciple is confused." Bei Yi immediately untied his belt and took off his outer robe.

He couldn't help but glance at Han Ziyu behind him. He was so close that he could clearly smell the man's fragrance. It was so overpowering.

When Han Ziyu turned around, Bei Yi hurriedly put on the bathrobe for hot spring bathing. The robe was made of an unknown material and was very light.

Under the candlelight, he could see Han Ziyu's scar through the bathrobe, the horrific scar on his left shoulder.

Han Ziyu turned around, and her hair floated on Bei Yi's face, tickling softly.

Only then did Bei Yi remember that he seemed to have his hair loose all the time. With his hair loose, he lost the majesty he had during the day. He was like the wife of the Demon Lord on the bed in his previous life, so that people were possessed by him.

Bei Yi let his hair rub against his eyebrows.

The two of them came to the hot spring with bare feet. Strange flowers and plants were planted around the hot spring, which could survive in such a cold autumn. The flowers and plants emit a strange light, and the dim light fills the hot spring with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Bei Yi's Adam's apple rolled up and down as he stared at Han Ziyu in front of him. His waist wrapped under the light bathrobe was so charming.

Bei Yi pinched his thigh: "Master."

Han Ziyu looked back: "What's the matter?"

Bei Yi smiled honestly: "Disciple remembers some past events."

"what's up?"

"fine."

If in the previous life, if Han Ziyu had been willing to bow his head and surrender, the two of them would not have reached that point.

The strange spark in his heart was suppressed by the sudden regret. How could he feel regret? Han Ziyu deserved to die, and death was not a pity.

The hot spring water was boiling just right, so Han Ziyu closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.

The fog obscured Bei Yi's sight, and he could vaguely see the people on the side of the hot spring with their eyes closed, their green hair hanging down on the water, and the flowers on the shore emitting a dark purple light. Through the light, it seemed that he could clearly see the people being beaten by the water. Under the wet bathrobe was the body he had thought about for a long time.

Bei Yi turned his head and looked to one side. The hot spring water was gurgling, and waves of mist were rising into the sky.

Turning back, he met Han Ziyu's gaze. In the hazy state, he could still see Han Ziyu's eyes clearly. Perhaps it was due to the effect of regulating his breath. Han Ziyu's whole body was lazily, and he looked as if he was dead.

It's like he is now, with a faint sparkle in his eyes, as if he still has some illusions about life, but only Bei Yi knows that in his previous life, the sparkle in his eyes was because he hoped that he would stop killing innocent people indiscriminately. At that time, he held Han Ziyu's body until His eyes gradually became blurred, and his body gradually became stiff...

Bei Yi bit his lip, his heart ached inexplicably, his breathing was not smooth, and the hot spring water made him panic and palpitation.

……

"Lord, the poisonous army has been arranged."

Bei Yi flew out of the main hall and led the poisonous army to Pengxi Pavilion.

Today is the day when Pengxi Pavilion and Kunshan Wu meet. He wants to destroy the two sects and kill the poisonous woman Xi Qing and Wang Ruonan to avenge his senior brother.

Pengxi Pavilion is surrounded by water, and a mountain stands in the water.

The poisonous army is riding on the demonic energy, and the surrounding water barriers isolate the poisonous people.

Bei Yi flew over holding Mo Chen's sword: "You rats, be obedient and die. I will leave you with your whole body."

The master of Pengxi Pavilion immediately sent people to guard each pass: "Your Excellency is here. We welcome you very much. If you want to have a discussion, we are willing to fight with you."

The head of Kunshanwu said: "Pavilion Master, why do you need to talk to him so much? This kind of scourge should be eliminated as soon as possible. Now that the world of immortality is in chaos, you and I should not live in this world. Dealing with him is like eating with dogs."

The master of Pengxi Pavilion flew up and said: "You are the Demon Lord. It is better for me to fight with you. If I win, please let the Demon Lord spare the descendants."

Bei Yi snorted coldly, and slapped Mo Chen into the stone pillar with one palm: "If you lose, I will burn your Pengxi Pavilion clean."

When Xi Qing arrived, Bei Yi was already at war with the pavilion master: "Bei Yi, stop quickly and stop. For the sake of my master and your uncle, stop!"

The spiritual power of the two people was equal for a moment, and even the master of Pengxi Pavilion was better. Under the radiance of spiritual power, the giant dragon soared and the red bird roared.

Suzaku suppressed the dragon's head, claws grasped the dragon's spine, and the flames burned the dragon until it howled in pain.

The disciples below cheered: "The master of the pavilion has won, we are safe."

"The Pavilion Master is so awesome."

"The Pavilion Master is mighty."

Young Master Lu Ming clenched his fists. He knew that Suzaku's killing was his father's last resort. If, if he still couldn't take down the Demon Lord, his father would...

He closed his eyes and did not dare to look again. Until the moment he opened his eyes, the black demonic energy passed through Lu Yuchuan's chest. Lu Yuchuan could not believe it. He had clearly won.

Bei Yi laughed loudly: "This common man deserves to die."

Lu Ming flew over and took over his father's fallen body: "Dad, dad, don't leave the child behind, dad."

Lu Yuchuan vomited a mouthful of blood: "Ming'er, don't cry, hurry up, take them to escape. Dad, dad saw the poisonous army outside the water barrier, take the disciples to escape underwater."

Lu Ming rose into the air and was pulled down by Lu Yuchuan's remaining spiritual power: "Ming'er, obey me and leave quickly!"

Xi Qing grabbed Lu Ming's hand and kept running. When he saw Wang Ruonan, he obviously panicked and wondered why the senior sister was in Kunshan Wu: "Senior sister."

"Want to run? It's too late." Bei Yi released his demonic energy, which surrounded everyone.

The moment the water barrier was opened, an army of poisonous people came to attack, and everyone was fighting.

"Avenge the Pavilion Master."

"Avenge the Pavilion Master."

"Avenge the Pavilion Master."

Someone screamed out in pain, hugged the poisonous person and cried bitterly.

Only then did everyone recover from their madness, and some people recognized the poisonous man's identity.

"father."

"mother"

"Sister."

Xi Qing held the green dragon and rose into the air: "Bei Yi, you are so shameless that you turned their family into a poisonous person. I will kill you today."

Wang Ruonan also flew over and stood beside Xi Qing: "Junior brother, let me help you."

Bei Yi recalled Mo Chen: "Today, I will use the tactics of looking at the top of the cliff to fight against you."

Mo Chen was flying in Bei Yi's hand, and Qinglong showed no signs of weakness. Simply speaking, the artifact itself was more powerful than Qinglong.

The sharp blade slashed down, and Bei Yi turned sideways to avoid it.

Suddenly countless silver needles flew towards him. He managed to dodge, but the needles still hurt him.

With the cooperation of Wang Ruonan and Xi Qing, Bei Yi could only fight to a draw with the two of them. He had no patience to continue fighting with the two of them, and the demonic energy escaped from his body.

The evil spirit in the demonic aura bit Wang Ruonan's arm and chased Xi Qing.