Infinite Defense

Every time, Chen Beili used a special teaching method to teach Chi Yuan the rules of survival in this world.

When encountering an enemy, one must check its depth and not act rashly. Only by knowing the enemy and solving the enemy can you kill the enemy.

During that time, it was Chi Yuan's dark life oppressed by a woman named Shen Shui.

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"Master...I'm homesick."

Stepping on the cold floating corpses, the smell of blood in his nose was strong and choking. Chi Yuan's face was dark, his clothes were tattered, and even his hair was a mess.

The sword in his hand was already full of gaps, and it was no longer known whose weapon it was.

His own hand had already been broken in the battle.

Chen Beili pressed his head firmly on his shoulder, and gave this brave disciple a hug.

"Good boy, do you know how many people you saved this time?"

Chi Yuan leaned on Chen Beili's shoulder, his legs were trembling slightly, his body was in great pain, his spiritual energy was exhausted, his physical strength was exhausted, and it was only now that it became clear.

With his godless eyes, he only saw a row of dead bodies, all of which were killed by him.

It was the first time he killed a living creature taller than a human. He used to think that it was a cruel thing, but when he swung his sword, everything couldn't stop.

Chen Beili turned his shoulders and turned his perspective to the back.

A row of guards holding shields were watching him from a distance.

He kept killing and never looked back.

"These people, as well as the people inside, you protected their lives, you know you brat!"

"Ah, oh..."

Chi Yuan looked very dazed and a little silly.

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"Hey! That guy, I heard that you are Chen Beili's disciple?"

A fair-skinned girl with hot and playful clothes grabbed Chi Yuan by the collar. Chi Yuan, who had some psychological shadows towards women, was intimidated by her aura and couldn't speak a word.

"What? Why do you feel so silly, are you Chen Beili's disciple?"

Chi Yuan strongly supported his desire not to run away, and nodded slightly.

The girl seemed to have a clear face, nodded her head, and said, "Okay, go and tell your master, I am the saint of the Demon Cult, and my name is Lin Yiran! I want to shovel that damned trash Demon Cult!" It's over, I hope he can help me!"

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In the depths of the dark valley, when Chi Yuan walked out slowly, he brought out nothing but a Lihuo sword.

A lonely figure is waiting in the valley, and the melodious music is floating in the sky.

Chi Yuan knows this piece because she always plays it and because Master likes it.

He said that listening to this song can make him sleep soundly.

She is wearing a red dress today, holding a long piano, looking at the lonely Chi Yuan.

He shouted hoarsely: "Chi Yuan!! What about others, I ask you about others!!! Get out of here, I want him back!"

That was the most clogged memory in Chi Yuan's life, in his whole life.

He didn't know how to answer, so he became dumb in silence, but he was not deaf, he could hear Shen Shui crying, it was the first time he saw his proud mistress crying.

Still crying so sad.

Chapter 453 The Demon Sect Saint

More than forty years ago, there was only one Demon Cult in the entire Cangyun.

At that time, the Devil's Cult only had one saintess, and the saintess had to choose girls with extremely high-quality Yin veins.

She enjoys a very high status in the Devil's Cult, but this is just a "Saint of the Devil's Cult" on the surface.

Lin still doesn't know who her parents are. Ever since she became conscious, she has been guarded by a group of people in a magnificent hall. There is no need to worry about eating and drinking there. Her daily tasks only need to practice for three hours.

Lin is still a devil's saint who has been selected by thousands of people. She has an eighth-order yin spirit vein that is rare in the world, and the yin energy in her aura is comparable to ghosts in the underworld.

Her cultivation speed is very fast, and her progress is also very fast. When she was ten years old, she was already a practitioner at the peak of her skills.

This kind of speed can not only be described as a genius.

"Hee hee, Xiao Ling, those stinky guys are finally gone, tell me quickly, what fun is there outside?"

Ten-year-old Lin Yiran, pushing his chin, looked at a girl ghost floating in front of him.

This was a ghost that broke into her room last night. Lin Yiran, who had a strong yin pulse, was born with the ability to communicate with dead creatures in the underworld.

This is her little secret.