After the rebirth of the little apprentice sister, the white lotus heroine was exposed

When the people present heard the Ancient Demon Soul's cry, they all stood there in a daze. Even Feng Yue was surprised. He was even more shocked when he saw the Ancient Demon Soul being continuously devoured by a black figure emitting a strong aura.

Mo Yan and Feng Yue both knew how powerful the ancient demon soul was, but at this moment he was actually being swallowed by another soul, and the fear in his heart quickly spread to his entire body.

Feng Yue felt a strong burning sensation, and also felt Xiao Yuting's intention to kill him, which made him feel like his heart was being torn apart. Looking at her questioning,

"Shen Yiting, why? Do you hate me so much? Do you want to kill me?"

"I don't hate him, but I'm not you. I can't repay kindness with hatred. Mo Yan has saved my life several times. I can't just watch him get killed by a demon like you!"

Xiao Yuting looked at Feng Yue with a playful look on her face, but her eyes were full of contempt.

"Little girl, thank you so much for today. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to escape this disaster."

Mo Yan took out a pill and ate it. After he recovered a little, he thanked Xiao Yuting.

At this moment, he knew that the protective shield on Ye Ling was made by them, and it was they who rescued the three of them.

"No, we are not just doing this for you. We still don't want the gods and demons to go to war. As long as you demons stand aside and watch when the evil demons and gods go to war, that's fine."

Xiao Yuting was unwilling to admit that they saved them for Mo Yan and Ye Ling, so she could only say that they saved them for the sake of the gods.

"Don't worry, I can still make the decision for the demon clan, and I will never go against you. The temple has been born, and the Purple Sky God has returned. You should be careful, the evil demon king is not easy to deal with."

Mo Yan had inherited the tradition since birth and knew many things that others did not know. He also knew about the temple, and he knew even more that the owner of the entire temple was Zixiao Divine Lord.

The person that the ancient demon soul called out just now, and Xiao Yuting's name Zixiao, he can also order the gods in the realm of God to work for him. His identity is already very clear. That Xiao Yuting is the Queen of Gods of the temple. Thinking of the once lively and innocent eldest lady who has now become the Queen of Gods of the temple, one can't help but sigh.

"We know and we will be careful."

As soon as Xiao Yuting finished speaking, the divine power in her hands continued to be output, and the Nine-Colored Divine Flame burned more vigorously, burning directly towards Feng Yue's body.

"Shen Yiting, don't forget, I saved you several times, how can you be so ungrateful?"

Feng Yue felt extremely threatened and shouted at Xiao Yuting.

"You saved me twice, and I've already repaid you. But have you forgotten that I saved your life several times as well? Why? You only remember that you saved me, but not that I saved you. How dare you ask me to repay you?"

Xiao Yuting had never had a good impression of Feng Yue, and now she felt even more disgusted with him.

"Xiaoyi, I was wrong. I apologize to you. Please don't be so cruel to me?"

Feng Yue was speechless after being questioned by Xiao Yuting, and could only soften his tone and beg for mercy.

"Feng Yue, you are so afraid of death, how could you use your own life to save me?"

Xiao Yuting was very confused at the moment and asked directly.

"That's because I love you, and I'm more afraid of losing you than you dying."

When Feng Yue heard Xiao Yuting's words, he quickly expressed his deep affection.

"Little girl, don't believe what he said. He went to the lower world after experiencing a catastrophe, and the magic weapon is still his. He knew his identity a long time ago and knew that even if his heart was dug out, he would not die and would return to the divine world. That's why he did it. The magic weapon awakened his memory. Moreover, if he had stopped the magic weapon earlier, the disaster would not have killed anyone. He could have taken the magic weapon back."

Mo Yan was worried that Xiao Yuting was being deceived, so he quickly told her the truth.

"So that's how it is. No wonder you gave me your heart."

The last bit of kindness in Xiao Yuting's heart disappeared. She felt only a stranger towards this person and even sneered at his behavior. So many people had sacrificed their lives because of his magic weapon. How could he feel at ease being her savior?

"Feng Yue, you have been possessed by the devil and have become the host of the ancient devil spirit. You are no longer worthy of being the God of Wind."

As soon as Xiao Yuting finished her words, the divine power in her hands continued to flow out, and the Nine-Colored Divine Flame became stronger again, instantly covering Feng Yue's entire body and burning his body.

Zixiao watched as the Soul Master had already devoured the ancient demon soul, and gave him another order.

After receiving Zixiao's order, the Soul Master stayed above Feng Yue without making a sound. Of course, he did not dare to touch the Nine-Colored Divine Flame. Their mistress was becoming more and more terrifying. Sure enough, a mistress who was worthy of their master was not an ordinary person.

Feng Yue screamed miserably as he was burned, but Xiao Yuting remained indifferent. Thinking of the people who had died in his magic weapon, she felt hatred in her heart. She only felt relieved by Feng Yue's misery.

Watching his divine body turn into ashes bit by bit in the flames, her eyes were filled with the joy of revenge, without a trace of softness in her heart.

Xiao Yuting controlled the temperature of the Nine-Colored Divine Flame very well. It took a full half hour to completely burn Feng Yue's divine body. He also felt pain in the flames for half an hour.

Feng Yue's body disappeared, his soul left his body, floating in the air looking at Xiao Yuting, his eyes full of hatred, he wished he could kill her immediately.

But the Soul Master was waiting for him, so he controlled him and dragged him into the Soul Banner, then threw him to the evil spirits, letting them tear him apart and devour him.

Feng Yue never expected that before he could take revenge, he would be led into the encirclement of evil spirits. These evil spirits were much more powerful than him. He could only watch them tear him into pieces and let them devour him to increase his strength. In the end, he was left with nothing.

Of course, Xiao Yuting and others didn't know this, only Zixiao and Soul Master knew it.

Mo Yan watched Feng Yue and the ancient demon soul being destroyed, and Xuan's tense heart finally relaxed. He looked at Xiao Yuting and thanked her.

"Thank you for saving us."

"You're welcome. We'll be leaving first. You guys should leave too. The exit is about to open."

After Xiao Yuting finished her words, she threw herself into Zixiao's arms. Her meaning was very clear: she wanted him to carry her away.

Zixiao did not hesitate, put his arm around her waist, and his figure disappeared immediately, along with the protective shields on Ye Ling and Ye Lei.

After they were freed, they ran directly towards Mo Yan, quickly helped him up, and gave him a lot of healing pills before asking worriedly,

"Mo Yan, how is your injury? Are you feeling better?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Mo Yan looked at Ye Ling's red eyes, feeling extremely distressed, and looked at her to comfort her.

"Ling'er, I'm sorry. This time it was because that evil spirit took a fancy to my body that it attacked us. Don't blame yourself. This is not your fault."

Mo Yan and Ye Ling have been husband and wife for tens of thousands of years, so they naturally knew that she was blaming herself.

"Even so, it's because my cultivation is too poor, otherwise it wouldn't become your weakness for them to use to threaten you."

Ye Ling knew that if it weren’t for Xiao Yuting and Zixiao this time, what would happen to Mo Yan? She was scared just thinking about it.

"This is not your fault. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go to the exit. The Ancient God's Tomb is about to close."

Mo Yan didn't want to say any more words, and quickly pulled Ye Ling towards the exit.