Poor girl is hated by everyone, villains drive her crazy

Since Zhong Xian has taken action, he will leave no one alive.

The other disciples present didn't even have time to react to Wen Muyin's death before they were all turned into meat paste by the demonic energy. Their cultivation was too low, so their deaths were more miserable and hideous than each other.

Yu Xi had never seen such a tragic scene before. She stared at it in a daze until Zhong Xian pulled the clothes wrapped around her together. Then she raised her head in a daze.

"Afraid?"

Zhong Xian looked at her confused eyes, realized something, and said softly.

When Zhong Xian's eyes were open, the spells in his eyes would look like twisted and crazy ghosts. If you looked at them for a long time, you could almost hear the ghost's shrill screams. Add to that the dense spells and dried blood stains on his face, and it would be terrifying no matter how you looked at him.

He saw his appearance in Yu Xi's eyes, paused for a few seconds, and slowly removed the spell on his face. The evil spirit around him also dissipated at the same time.

He had never taken care of children and didn't care about his image, so he didn't think about covering up anything when he killed someone.

But if you think about it carefully, when he was Yu Xi's age, he would probably be scared if he saw such a bloody scene.

[It's over, it's over. The little half-demon must be scared. What if she doesn't come with me? Should I knock her out and take her back? Will her small body break if I hit her with a slap?]

Zhong Xian was secretly feeling annoyed, but unexpectedly Yu Xi shook his head.

"Not afraid," she said.

More than being afraid, she is in a very good mood right now!

These people from Xuyun Sect never treated her as a human being. When surrounded by their malice, she subconsciously chose to endure.

Because she didn't know what to do to fulfill Gu An's request for tit-for-tat, and she didn't have the ability to do so now.

But the bell strings showed her!

Watching the people who hurt her die miserably, it seemed, it seemed that she felt happier and more relieved than she had imagined...

Yu Xi was in a good mood and smiled at Zhong Xian unintentionally.

When she smiled, her bright round eyes would bend slightly, drowning in the stars in the summer night. Her pair of fox ears would twitch joyfully twice, and the fluff on the tips of her ears was so soft that it seemed to scratch people's hearts.

Zhong Xian was used to being feared by others, so when he suddenly faced Yu Xi's smile without any rejection and even with a hint of familiarity, he felt at a loss.

He held his breath for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, his hands had already reached out to pinch Yu Xi's face, wanting to know more about this new little thing.

Yu Xi's face was so small that it could be covered by his palm. When he pinched it, he felt a warm temperature between his fingertips. It was soft to the touch and seemed like it could break with a little force.

But this face has been frostbitten, and the skin that should have been smooth can still be felt with frostbitten scars.

[We need to find some warm clothes for the little one as soon as possible. We can’t let her get cold again.]

He held Yu Xi's hand tighter, turned around to leave, then remembered something and looked towards somewhere in the snow.

Soon, a wisp of demonic energy emerged, bringing with it a dark green jade token.

Just when he needed this thing, the ants rushed it to him.

However, the ants are not qualified to make a deal with him. If he kills Wen Muyin, he can still get what he wants.

After making sure that there were no survivors, he left immediately.

He also had to find clothes for the little half-demon, and he couldn't waste any more time, otherwise if the troublesome guys caught up with him, the little half-demon would be cold again.

Unconsciously, Zhong Xian had already taken Yu Xi for granted as his.

Not long after he left, people from Xuyun Sect came looking for him.

Wen Muyin was a disciple that Xuyun Sect focused on training. He had a mark on his body to stabilize his soul. As soon as he died, Xuyun Sect knew about it immediately.

As Wen Muyin's master, Mu Xiaoran was the first to arrive.

He was dressed in white and came flying in the air. When he descended, the snow around him seemed to come to a standstill.

The majestic spiritual power roared and rolled up the snow on the ground. Soon, the tragic scene that was almost buried by the blizzard was clearly exposed in front of everyone.

The ground was covered with rotten flesh that was no longer recognizable as human. The red blood had soaked the entire snow. The strong smell of blood even overwhelmed the extreme cold.

The disciples who came from behind looked at the scene in horror, some of them covered their mouths and began to retch uncontrollably.

The disciples with stronger willpower have already walked into the corpse room, wanting to help them collect the bodies and find Wen Muyin's location.

“Elder Mu! Senior Brother Wen, he, he——”

A disciple finally found Wen Muyin's body, which had been cut in half. He screamed, but thinking of how gentle Wen Muyin usually was to others, he couldn't bring himself to tell them how he died, and could only choke up.

Mu Xiaoran quickly came to Wen Muyin's body. There was no expression on his handsome and cold face. People who knew him knew that he must be extremely angry at this moment.

"It's a demon."

As soon as he opened his mouth, pressure descended and no one around him could raise their heads.

But everyone still heard Mu Xiaoran's words clearly.

Demons!

Thinking that such a good person like Wen Muyin was killed by the demons, their hatred towards the demons reached its peak at that moment.

"Elder, we must avenge Senior Brother Wen!" someone shouted.

However, Mu Xiaoran did not respond, but just moved his hands. The surging spiritual power immediately pulled Wen Muyin's body, tightly fitting his severed body together.

He may not care about other disciples, but Wen Muyin is his inner disciple, and he hopes that Wen Muyin can keep an intact body.

The demon who killed Wen Muyin was definitely not an ordinary person. He was probably one of the Demon Lord’s direct disciples.

Mu Xiaoran was just about to look for the location of the bell string, when he suddenly felt a strange fluctuation of spiritual energy coming from his side, as if someone's soul was being violently torn apart by something invisible.

He looked towards the source of the fluctuation and saw that Wen Muyin, who should have died long ago, suddenly opened his eyes.

Subconsciously, he thought it was a trap set by Zhong Xian, but Wen Muyin's soul was not contaminated by evil spirit, his body and soul were one, and it didn't seem like his body was invaded by an external soul.

"Xixi..."

Wen Muyin's pupils had not yet focused, but tears filled with blood had already flowed out of his eyes.

He seemed to be trapped in some kind of nightmare. Although his eyes were open, he was not looking at anything. All that could be heard was his constant mumbling:

"Xixi, Xixi, I'm sorry, please don't die..."

As soon as he spoke, Mu Xiaoran frowned immediately, and the disciples around him were also startled.

"Senior Brother Wen?!"

Some disciples rushed over and called out a few times, but seeing that Wen Muyin just kept staring into the void and mumbling without responding to them, they could only look at Mu Xiaoran anxiously:

"Elder! Senior Brother Wen is still alive! Does he want to convey some message to us?"

But Wen Muyin's voice was too soft, and his body was so stiff that no one present could understand what he was saying.

This was also the first time that Mu Xiaoran encountered such an absurd thing as resurrection. He hesitated for a moment, but finally raised his hand and said:

"Take him back first."