The whole family is full of evil disciples, Master, don't panic, your disciples are here

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, a long sword emitting a cold glow stood deep in the rock.

On the hilt of the sword, there were three chains that looked like ice and snow that came down from the sky.

And around this long sword, there seemed to be many ice-like sacred trees growing, and these trees were full of crystal clear spiritual fruits.

After Ji Xiuzhu and Mo Yunyu reached the top of the mountain, they saw the long sword locked by the sky lock.

Mo Yunyu stared at the long sword without saying a word. He always felt that the Frost Sword had a mysterious and powerful power. The sword body was flashing with a water-blue light, as if calling him. So, he went towards the Frost Sword like a demon.

Just as Mo Yunyu reached out to touch the hilt of the sword, suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, making him almost unable to stand.

Seeing this, Ji Xiuzhu hurried forward to support Mo Yunyu and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

When Mo Yunyu saw Ji Xiuzhu catch him, he shook his head, but his eyes were full of complexity when he looked at the Frost Sword.

When he thought of his junior brother who was still suffering, Mo Yunyu's eyes became particularly determined.

Then he took a deep breath and reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword again.

This time, he felt a strange energy flowing through his arm into his body, which was bone-chillingly cold yet full of vitality.

At this moment, the Frost Sword suddenly made a crisp sound and the sword body trembled violently.

At the same time, the three iron chains that bound the Frost Sword began to jingle and gradually began to shake.

However, before Mo Yunyu could do anything, he saw the light on the Frost Sword becoming brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a dazzling beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

Mo Yunyu looked at all this in surprise, with an inexplicable awe in his heart.

However, Ji Xiuzhu, who was silent at the side, was muttering in his heart:

In the original book, Mo Yunyu relied on the parasitic power of the nightmare demon to get the Frost Sword. Now that the nightmare demon has been killed by me, can he still pull it out?

"Hold it tight..."

Mo Yunyu's hand holding the Frost Sword was slightly startled, and then he secretly glanced at Ji Xiuzhu. Seeing that Ji Xiuzhu was lowering his head in thought, Mo Yunyu was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't the old witch who was speaking, the voice just now was...

"Don't you want to take the sword and save your fellow apprentice?"

The voice rang out again, and this time he quickly turned his head to look at Ji Xiuzhu, but Ji Xiuzhu was picking spiritual fruits on the side and had no time to speak at all.

Mo Yunyu was stunned. If it wasn’t the old witch speaking, could it be the Frost Sword that was speaking?

But then he shook his head. If it was the Frost Sword, why would he use "it"?

"I am willing to help you get the sword and make you stronger, strong enough to kill Ji Xiuzhu!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mo Yunyu was so shocked that he instantly let go of the hand that was holding the Frost Sword.

Mo Yunyu looked around in confusion, thinking secretly in his heart.

Of course he wanted to become stronger, strong enough to protect his fellow disciples, strong enough to kill Ji Xiuzhu, but the situation before him was too strange.

Just as he was hesitating whether to draw his sword, the voice sounded again: "Look at that woman, she is an unforgivable person. Have you ever thought about why she is here? Maybe your junior brother has died a long time ago, and the real murderer is that woman!"

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yunyu had a splitting headache, and the scene of Qin Lan being stabbed in the chest by Ji Xiuzhu's sword appeared in Mo Yunyu's mind.

Then, black mist filled Mo Yunyu's eyes, and his eyes were also covered with red bloodshot.

"These spiritual fruits are really big. I need to pick more to nourish my evil disciples."

Here, Ji Xiuzhu, who was still happily picking spiritual fruits, became alert the next second.

She only felt a murderous aura behind her. When she turned around, she saw Mo Yunyu with bloodshot eyes, slowly walking towards her with a long sword in hand.

"What the hell! What's going on? Aren't you supposed to be drawing your sword? Looking at this, you're not going to... kill me, are you?"

Ji Xiuzhu glanced at the Frost Sword. Apart from the fact that the sword was still flashing with light, there was no sign of movement at all.

She looked at Mo Yunyu again, who had a dull look in his eyes and a murderous aura around him, and she seemed to understand something in an instant.

She just threw the spiritual fruit away, picked up a piece of ice branch, and looked at Mo Yunyu silently.

"Jie Jie"

Mo Yunyu's laughter suddenly became eerie.

Seeing this, Ji Xiuzhu didn't understand that the nightmare demon was probably not killed by her just now, and now it was probably living in Mo Yunyu's body.

"Tsk."

Ji Xiuzhu suddenly felt overwhelmed.

This is a bit tricky...

"You stinky woman! You didn't expect that I'm still alive! Now, I'm living in the body of your disciple, what can you do to me? Hehehehehehe!"

Although the nightmare demon is now wearing Mo Yunyu's handsome face, but when he smiles like that, Ji Xiuzhu always wants to slap him twice.

Ji Xiuzhu's eyes turned cold: "Do you think you can scare me like this? It's just a monster. Besides, can't you read his memory? Do you think I will care about him?"

Hearing this, the Nightmare Demon was stunned.

He had indeed read Mo Yunyu's memories, and knew everything Ji Xiuzhu had done to Mo Yunyu and the others. But he was betting that Ji Xiuzhu still had this disciple in her heart.

"How credible is memory? I don't believe you are really willing to sacrifice your disciple's life!"

Having said that, the nightmare took the lead in attacking.

Ji Xiuzhu didn't waste any words. He raised the ice branch in his hand and started fighting with the nightmare demon.

The nightmare demon used Mo Yunyu's body to wield a sharp sword, each move was fatal, but Ji Xiuzhu was agile and cleverly avoided the attack.

During the battle, Ji Xiuzhu was thinking of a way to get rid of the nightmare without hurting Mo Yunyu.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he became distracted and was stabbed in the chest by the nightmare demon without paying attention.

“Hehehe! What a powerful god, isn’t it…”

The nightmare demon was about to taunt Ji Xiuzhu, but unexpectedly the next moment Mo Yunyu's consciousness slowly awoke.

Ji Xiuzhu, who saw this scene, smiled contemptuously: "Low-level monsters are indeed like you, brainless. Apart from a few "hehehe" sounds, there is really nothing else you can do."

Ji Xiuzhu was fighting and thinking of a solution at the same time. When she thought that the monster was created by obsession, she exposed her weakness without hesitation, allowing Mo Yunyu to stab her.

Because Mo Yunyu wanted to kill the original owner so much that after being possessed, he had no other thoughts except killing her.

Therefore, as long as he is given the illusion that he has killed the original owner, the nightmare demon's parasitism can be instantly removed.

Looking at Mo Yunyu holding his head and howling in pain, Ji Xiuzhu knew that the time had come.

So, she gritted her teeth and pulled out the sword from her chest. Then, she quickly came to Mo Yunyu, punched him in the chin, and then kicked him in the chest.

In an instant, the nightmare demon was shaken out of Mo Yunyu's body by Ji Xiuzhu's spiritual power. At this moment, Ji Xiuzhu stretched out his right hand, and the Frost Sword beside him seemed to be inspired, breaking through the shackles and coming into Ji Xiuzhu's hands.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xiuzhu was seen holding the Frost Sword and gently swung it. The powerful force of ice and snow stretched for thousands of miles, freezing the nightmare demon inside.

It is like a picture of a sword that freezes fourteen states.

Then, Ji Xiuzhu waved his sword again, and the ice that froze the nightmare demon shattered into powder and dissipated in the wind.

Seeing that the nightmare demon had been destroyed, Ji Xiuzhu came to Mo Yunyu with a cold face.

Mo Yunyu was awake at this time. After waking up, he ignored the pain in his body and recalled the scenes of being possessed by the nightmare demon just now with pain.

After recalling the past, he suddenly felt that he would not live long.

Because he found that not only was he possessed by a demon, but he also stabbed the old witch with a sword. The way the old witch had just killed the nightmare demon, she could have killed ten of them.

He saw it clearly, and now it's probably his turn.

Seeing Ji Xiuzhu slowly approaching, Mo Yunyu knelt on the ground and closed his eyes resigned to his fate.

But who would have thought that after waiting for a long time, Mo Yunyu did not receive any punishment, only a slight complaint.

"Evil disciple, your sword really hurts..."

Ji Xiuzhu came to Mo Yunyu and slowly squatted down, inserted the Frost Sword into the ground to support himself, and then wanted to reach out to pinch Mo Yunyu's chin.

But as soon as his hand touched Mo Yunyu's skin, he couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his chest and fainted.

In a daze, she held on to the last bit of rationality and uttered a few words lightly: "Catch me."

After that, she completely lost consciousness.