In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

Tong Huanyou held Meimei in his arms and followed her instructions, walking one by one to the cells where the flower demon was imprisoned.

When she looked inside through the gap in the wooden fence, she saw that the flower fairies were covered in blood and their messy hair covered their haggard faces.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, and he curled up helplessly in the corner, as if he had lost his soul.

Tong Huanyou's heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by a huge hand, causing her to feel so painful that she could hardly breathe.

She bit her lip, raised the sword in her hand, and chopped the chains of the prison door one by one.

"Everyone, you can leave now."

As soon as Tong Huanyou finished speaking, the originally lifeless flower demons raised their eyes instantly, leaned on the wooden railings, and watched the movements of Tong Huanyou's hands closely.

"Someone is coming to rescue us... Someone is coming to rescue us..."

"We are able to survive! Great! We are saved!"

The fingers of some flower fairies turned pale and the joints turned bluish white because they were holding the wooden railings tightly, as if the wooden railings were the last barrier between them and death.

"We'll get you out right away."

Tong Huanyou spoke anxiously while working with several other flower fairies who still had some strength to open all the prison doors.

Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but she didn't bother to wipe it off.

The flower demons staggered out slowly from the dark and damp prison. Their steps were unsteady and they could only stand firmly by relying on each other.

"Thank you... Thank you..."

Their voices were trembling, and every word seemed to have exhausted all their strength, yet was filled with endless gratitude.

When Tong Huanyou saw dozens of flower fairies standing behind him, he felt a suffocating feeling in his heart.

Those who disregard humanity and trample on other lives for the sake of money and power are the most damnable.

When she led the flower fairies out of the underground cage, the outside was already in chaos.

Song Yingyue, Xie Zhili and others had already arrived, but the atmosphere at this moment was particularly weird.

The three parties stood opposite each other in a triangle, and everyone's face was full of vigilance and alertness.

Qiu'er in the center was half-kneeling on the ground, covered in wounds, with her hair scattered in disarray, covering most of her face.

The soldiers brought by Shen Qiuluo had already surrounded the entire attic inside and out.

"I really didn't expect to meet the young master of the Song family here." Pavilion Master Wanju slowly walked out from the back mountain.

Song Yingyue held a long sword in her hand and looked at the Pavilion Master Wanju next to the rockery with a surprised look in her eyes, "Demon Controlling Technique... Who are you?"

"Zeng, Wang family's demon catcher, Wang Ruo." Wang Ruo raised his head with a look of contempt.

Upon hearing this, Xie Zhili felt that the name sounded familiar. He frowned and asked suspiciously, "Wang Ruo, a branch of the Wang family? Didn't he die in the Qingshan Demon Rebellion many years ago?"

"Hahaha, yeah, I almost died."

Wang Ruo seemed to recall the tragic scene of that year again. The muscles on his face twitched slightly, and he looked with resentment at Yu Qingci who was sitting on the eaves as if watching a play.

Even though his clothes were torn and bloodstained in many places.

But Yu Qingci acted as if nothing had happened, with his elbows resting on his knees, staring calmly at the girl who had just come out of the underground cage and was walking in front of the flower fairies.

"What happened back then has already shown that the disadvantages of demon-controlling techniques are extremely harmful, and now you actually dare to use it to make money!" Song Yingyue was furious and shouted loudly.

"Bullshit! It was clearly him, this evil beast, who controlled the demons in the dungeon. All 20,000 demon hunters in Qingshan died at his hands!"

Wang Ruo's eyes widened with anger, and he pointed at Yu Qingci and roared with gritted teeth.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to the roof.

Only then did Tong Huanyou realize where Yu Qingci was.

Tong Huanyou glanced at him and muttered to himself: (It’s good to be able to fly, the best audience seat.)

Yu Qingci heard the voice and sneered.

However, Wang Ruo's words just now also diverted his attention a little.

But he had no recollection of controlling a group of monsters.

The only thing he remembered was that this person had captured him and imprisoned him in Qingshan when he was a child, using him as a living target to train new monster catchers.

"Master Yu, is it a monster?" Shen Qiuluo was stunned.

The soldiers present all looked at each other with nervous expressions.

Song Yingyue said solemnly, without any doubt: "He is my brother."

She would definitely not believe what Wang Ruo said, because she had seen with her own eyes Bai Qingqing using half of her soul to completely seal Yu Qingci's demonic power.

At that time, Yu Qingci was just an ordinary person with a demon body.

If he hadn't been brought back to Song Family Villa and taken good care of, he would probably not even be able to use his Taoist magic now.

Moreover, removing the wooden relief to transform into a monster would at best enhance one's own flexibility and strength on the basis of Taoism, but it would definitely not be possible to control a group of monsters.

"Your brother? Impossible! I will never mistake those eyes in my life! If I hadn't had the luck to meet this peony flower demon back then, I would have become a wandering ghost long ago!"

Wang Ruo became more and more excited as he spoke, almost going insane.

Suddenly, he seemed to have figured something out, and changed his tone, saying in a sarcastic tone:

"So you guys at Song Family Villa said you only kill the monsters that should be killed, but you're actually raising monsters in secret?"

Upon hearing the voice, Song Yingyue narrowed her eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and a hint of murderous intent appeared in her heart.

In her heart, no one can affect the reputation of Song Family Villa.

Seeing this, Xie Zhili quickly walked around to her side and covered her sword-holding hand with his big palm. His usual gentle and jade-like expression had faded away.

He lowered his voice and said sharply: "You are the young master of the manor, and you cannot stain your hands with human blood."

But anyone who stands in the way of your long-cherished wish will be expelled from the sect even if it violates the rules of catching monsters.

I'll clean it up for you too.

However, Tong Huanyou, who had been silent all this time, could no longer endure it after hearing this, and he started to curse:

"Who said he's a demon? He's the one I've loved since I was a kid, and I've been planning to ask my dad for his hand in marriage. Since your eyes aren't working well, can you do some charity and donate it quickly?"

"How can someone be so shameless as you! Qiu'er is so unlucky to save you. Calling you a beast is bad luck for even beasts!"

Wang Ruo was so angry at Tong Huanyou's scolding that his face turned blue. "How dare you, you ignorant thing, insult me ​​like this and even release my blood slave!"

Tong Huanyou was not afraid at all. He held Meimei and looked straight at Wang Ruo, saying loudly: "I'll scold you all I want. I still want to hit you! What's the matter with letting you go? Bite me if you have the guts!"

Shen Qiuluo looked slightly surprised.

Although we were playmates when we were young, I always felt that the Tong Huanyou in front of me was a little different from before.

On the eaves, Yu Qingci heard Tong Huanyou say, "The person I have liked since childhood."

Even though he knew that this was just an excuse to cover up his demonic identity, he couldn't stop the joy in his heart from creeping up on him like a vine.

Wang Ruo laughed in anger, "Okay, all of you want to go against me! Then don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying that, a red thread appeared faintly in his hand. The red thread was as thin as a hair and quickly connected to Qiu'er's back.

Qiu'er, who was exhausted, howled angrily to the sky, and his tremendous demonic power suddenly exploded.