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

The one holding Ji Xiuzhu at this moment is Mo Yunyu, who has the demon mark on his forehead.

"You are really reckless. I thought you would choose to search his soul like last time. I didn't expect you to be so reckless about the danger. Master, you seem to have jumped out of my control again. What should I do if you want me to do that?"

After saying that, he bit the tip of his tongue, then pinched Ji Xiuzhu's cheek and fed Ji Xiuzhu the blood from his tongue.

His blood originally didn't have the ability to suppress the effects of the cold poison, but his bloodline could.

That's why he chose to become a demon.

Therefore, the black aura that Ji Xiuzhu found in his blood last time was exactly his.

After feeding the blood from the tip of his tongue and Ji Xiuzhu's expression relaxed, Mo Yunyu slowly let go of Ji Xiuzhu's pinched face.

Then, he mobilized the demonic energy in his body and explored Ji Xiuzhu's dantian.

After this exploration, Mo Yunyu frowned instantly.

"He actually fell two realms? How could he fall so much? This master is such a worry."

Although he was muttering to himself, his hands were not idle.

Mo Yunyu gathered his demonic energy and gathered all his spiritual power in his palm. Then, he planned to inject the spiritual power into Ji Xiuzhu's dantian.

As soon as he got close, he saw the sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword flying out from the mark on Mo Yunyu's forehead and said anxiously: "Are you really going to give her this part of pure spiritual power? You have to think clearly, that is tens of thousands of years of cultivation! If you give it all to her, you can only be a demon lord in the future!"

The sword spirit sounded anxious, but the person involved was not afraid at all.

I saw that his hands did not stop moving, and were slowly transferring their cultivation to Ji Xiuzhu's dantian.

"I have said that if it is for her, I will do anything. She protected me in the early years. Since I am planning for her, it is okay for me to become a demon after only tens of thousands of years of cultivation."

As Mo Yunyu's cultivation was input, Ji Xiuzhu's shriveled hands gradually regained their original slender and watery fingers, and even his gray and white hair gradually turned back to his original black and shiny hair.

After Mo Yunyu lost the last bit of his spiritual power, he collapsed to the ground in an instant due to lack of strength, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. He just felt weak all over, as if he had been hollowed out.

At this time, the cold poison in Ji Xiuzhu's body was also suppressed, and his complexion gradually became rosy.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Ji Xiuzhu opened his eyes and woke up, he felt that his eyes were clear, as if he could see thousands of miles away at a glance.

Just as she was about to get up, she touched a hand.

So, she looked in the direction she touched, and saw Mo Yunyu with his hair hanging down, sleeping quietly.

Mo Yunyu was quiet at this moment. Ji Xiuzhu looked at his sleeping face and couldn't help but raised his hand to touch Mo Yunyu's cheek.

When her fingers brushed across the mark on Mo Yunyu's forehead, the demon mark became even more scarlet.

When Ji Xiuzhu saw this, he immediately understood that this person was completely possessed!

Ji Xiuzhu: How could this happen? The last time I saw him, the mark was still black, but now it is scarlet. What happened?

Just as he was thinking, Ji Xiuzhu seemed to understand something, so he started to circulate his own meridians to peek into his inner self.

When she saw this, her brows furrowed instantly.

Her cultivation has been restored!

Moreover, he had tens of thousands of years more spiritual power.

Seeing this, what else is there for her to understand?

I'm afraid that this evil disciple realized that she was in danger, and then saw that his cultivation level had dropped sharply, so he passed on his tens of thousands of years of cultivation to her.

What a fool.

When he said he came from tens of thousands of years ago, she didn't believe him. Now that she found out that he had tens of thousands of years of cultivation in his body, she realized that he had never lied to her.

When Ji Xiuzhu thought of this, there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes when he looked at Mo Yunyu again.

After she sighed lightly, she gathered her energy and planned to return her cultivation to Mo Yunyu.

But just as she was about to return it, Mo Yunyu, who had woken up, grabbed her wrist.

"This book is yours, don't always think about giving it to me."

Mo Yunyu's tone was calm, but his eyes were full of anxiety.

He is already so weak. If Ji Xiuzhu returns his cultivation to him, all his efforts will be in vain.

Upon hearing this, Ji Xiuzhu said nothing. Instead, she lowered her head and stared at Mo Yunyu who was holding her hand, standing there in a daze.

Mo Yunyu retracted his hand after noticing Ji Xiuzhu's strangeness, then slowly sat up and said, "Alas. You need these spiritual powers more than I do. I am originally a demon, and fortunately I have you, so I can survive for tens of thousands of years in this world where the strong are respected. But you know, without you, these cultivations are like external objects to me, meaningless."

Seeing that Ji Xiuzhu still remained silent, Mo Yunyu sat up straight, raised his hand and placed it on Ji Xiuzhu's head, and said in a gentle tone: "Master, didn't you say before that although I am a demon, I am your family."

After Mo Yunyu finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong with Ji Xiuzhu.

After all, if he had spoken to Ji Xiuzhu like this in the past, Ji Xiuzhu would have said goodbye to him long ago. But now, after saying so much, Ji Xiuzhu has no reaction at all. There must be something fishy here.

At the same time, Mo Yunyu discovered that the space where he and Ji Xiuzhu were located had been split apart without him knowing when.

Since he is not from Ji Xiuzhu's current space, he can move freely, but Ji Xiuzhu is different. Since the space is broken, she can only stay where she is and cannot move.

When I think of the person who can use the power of space at will, the only one who can do so is the annoying Confucian sage who holds the secret of heaven, Xu Anlan.

"The famous Xu Rusheng actually did something sneaky, which really opened my eyes."

Mo Yunyu slowly stood up from the ground, then waved his hand towards the squirming air around him. A golden light flashed, and an elegant man in a water blue robe and dragging a star track in his hand appeared in front of Mo Yunyu.

"Demon Lord, you and I are from the same sect, and I should not treat you with courtesy. But what you are doing now has disrupted the laws of space, and you will be wiped out by the Heaven. Stop it before the Heaven responds." After Xu Anlan finished speaking, the star track in his hand began to slowly rotate.

Mo Yunyu narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of danger: "Humph, what about the way of heaven? I have the final say on my fate. Why should the way of heaven intervene!"

Xu Anlan shook his head gently, sighed and said: "Demon Lord, don't be stubborn. You forcefully transmitted spiritual power to her, which has violated the rules of heaven. I can pretend that I don't know about the spiritual power transmission, but if you don't stop, the cause and effect will be messed up. I'm afraid that she will not be able to escape the punishment of heaven by then."

Mo Yunyu was shocked after hearing this, but then he sneered, "She? The she you're talking about is your master! The master who risked his life to save you from the soul refining furnace! Have you forgotten how good your master is to you?"

When Xu Anlan heard this, a barely perceptible strangeness flashed across his eyes.

Obviously, Mo Yunyu's words had touched Xu Anlan, but for some reason, he felt a twitch in his heart, and then he returned to his ruthless look.

"Demon Lord, the Lord of Heaven and Earth has issued a warrant for your arrest. You'd better surrender. I think you don't want to implicate innocent people."

As he spoke, the star track moved, and a silk thread rushed towards Ji Xiuzhu who remained motionless.

"stop!"