Master told me to cultivate demons, what should I do?

"..." Shuo Yan bit his index finger, walked slowly towards Mo Chen, stopped not far from them, and wrote the word "sword" in the air with his blood, ending.

The character "Sword" emitted a strange light, and then sharp swords emerged from the character "Sword", stabbing those who fought with Mo Chen.

The sharp sword seemed to have eyes, and it didn't hurt Mo Chen at all, but all the people who fought with Mo Chen fell to the ground, leaving no one behind.

Seeing the people around him fell to the ground, Mo Chen heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Shuo Yan, and said, "You are really fast..."

"Well—" A long sword pierced Shuo Nan's body from behind, and Shuo Nan frowned in pain.

"Why? Your Highness, it doesn't feel good to be stabbed with a sword in the body, right?" Mo's voice rang in Shuo Nan's ear, Mo's head had returned to his head at some point, and Mo pulled out the sword , there is a clear red line on his neck, and the sword in his hand has turned back into a sickle.

Shuo Nan stabilized his figure, covered the bleeding wound and turned around, stepped back a few steps, backed to the place where Mo Chen just ran over, and was supported by Mo Chen.

Mo Chen looked at Mo in front of him, Mo's head had been put back, but blood was still bleeding under the red line, the blood stained his white clothes red, the blood in his stomach was still flowing, but he didn't seem to feel it, There was a weird smile on his face, which made people feel chills.

"This...is he dead?" Mo Chen swallowed and asked.

Shuo Yan used spiritual power to temporarily stop the bleeding, but there was still some pain, and his voice trembled: "Isn't my injury more important? Isn't it alive whether you are dead or not? Do you still want to ask?"

"Your injury... Even if you fall down, I will send you back to Qing Xuanzong, you won't die."

"... Hearing your words, I realized that my injuries are nothing. I still have the ability to return to Qing Xuanzong by myself. Who knows how you sent me back, I don't want to be injured." Shuo Yan knew that Mo Chen had always been He said the same thing, but he didn't want Mo Chen to send him back, because Mo Chen should have returned to Hanxuanzong properly now...

"It depends on your mood..." Seeing that Shuo Yan's bleeding had stopped, Mo Chen let him go in disgust.

Mo moved his stiff neck, the smile on his face widened to the widest arc, and he took the sickle to cut at Shuo Yan and the others.

"I'll go, I'll go, I'm afraid he isn't cheating on the corpse?" Mo Chen yelled while hiding aside.

Shuo Yan hid on the other side of Mo Chen with a distance between him and Mo Chen. Dissatisfied with Mo Chen's yelling, he replied, "What kind of corpse are you blowing up? A person made of blood is not even a human being, and you would blow up a corpse." Classify him."

At the end of the day, he glanced at Shuo Nian and Mo Chen who were on his left and right respectively, suddenly there was a sickle in his left hand, and his body began to split from the top of his head, creating two of him, exactly the same.

"Is this the so-called bloody person you mentioned? Why is there one more?" Mo Chen saw that Mo was slashing at him with a sickle, and immediately blocked it with Hualing Sword.

Shuo Nian dodged Mo's attack, and his body was a little sluggish because of the knife.He was holding the Liuning sword in his hand, and because he didn't use the sword very much, he was not used to using it.

Mo's eyes had changed from black to red, as if he hadn't thought about it, he only knew but attacked them, not too many tricks, it was pure attack.

However, pure attack is both the most reckless way and the most intelligent.Because of a pure attack, you don't even know what he's going to do in the next second, and you can't guess. This is also Shuo Nian's weakness.

Too bad, I can't continue to hide.Shuo Yan's wound was aching, and his physical strength was exhausted from the previous fight. If the fight continued, he would not even have the spiritual power to protect his own wound.

The Liuning sword in Shuo Nan's hand turned into spiritual power and disappeared, the ring glowed slightly, and a dagger appeared in his hand. When Mo came to attack with a sickle, Shuo Nan was one step ahead of him, and Mo quickly changed the direction of the sickle attack.

Shuo Nian jumped lightly onto the sickle, and the wound on his arm began to bleed again. The blood flowed down his hand and onto the dagger. The amethyst glowed coldly.

Shuo Lan rushed towards Mo with his strength, and Mo was so frightened that he used his sickle to hook back. When the hook reached Shuo Lan, Shuo Lan turned into a ball of poisonous butterflies.

end:"!?"

After a gust of wind, Shuo Yan appeared behind Mo, and the dagger in his hand touched Mo's neck. With a slap in the face, Mo's head fell to the ground again, but he closed his eyes forever.

Mo's body also fell to the ground one after another, his head and body gradually turned into blood, and then turned into mist and disappeared.

Shuo Yan pursed his lips, looked at Mo Chen, Mo Chen was still fighting with the other Mo Chen, and said with a headache: "That is the real one..."

"Monster..." Mo Chen was stabbed in the left arm, and he took the opportunity to stab Mo in the chest, who knew that Mo's wound healed automatically.

Mo Chen took a few steps back, the fight with Mo made him a little tired, coupled with the previous fights, sooner or later he would be defeated by exhaustion.

When Mo Chen took the opportunity to rest, Mo swung his sickle and slashed at him.

"Stupid, who said you can be distracted while fighting?"

Before Mo Chen could react, he was thrown to the ground by Shuo Nan again. Mo's sickle slashed at Shuo Nan's back. throat.

After solving the problem, Shuo Yan endured the pain and got up from Mo Chen, turned around and prepared to continue on his way.

"Hey! What are you doing? Why are you running around when you look like this?" Mo Chen hurriedly got up and blocked Shuo Yan's way.

Shuo Yan raised his eyes slightly, and said in a weak voice: "To send you back, you have to go back to Hanxuanzong..."

"! Go back, why are you going back to Hanxuanzong when you are so hurt? You have to go back to Qingxuanzong quickly." Mo Chen was completely annoyed when he heard Shuoyan's words, and he took Shuoyan's hand and turned around without saying a word He walked in the direction of Qing Xuanzong.

"Hey... hiss..." Shuo Yan was accidentally pulled to the wound by Mo Chen's pull, and his eyes were dizzy for a moment, and he passed out because of the excessive bleeding from the wound on his arm and the long-term fighting.

"Suo Yan!?" Seeing Shuo Yan suddenly fell down, Mo Chen quickly caught him, patted Shuo Yan's face, and confirmed that he was only tired before letting out a sigh of relief.

He helped Shuo Nan to lean against a tree, took out some gauze from Shuo Nan's body, and after wrapping himself and Shuo Nan briefly, he began to walk back with Shuo Nan on his back.

Qing Xuanzong is the sect of cultivating immortals. Although it is on the mountain, it is actually half floating. The only link to the ground is the stairs. The stairs from the bottom of the mountain are connected to the entire Qing Xuanzong.

With Shuo Nan on his back, Mo Chen looked up at the stairs, the stairs were so high that it made people dizzy when going up from the bottom.

Usually everyone goes up and down Qing Xuanzong with Yujian, how can they know how high Qing Xuanzong is and how long the stairs are.

"...It's self-defeating! Who made me make such a promise? I'm asking for trouble." Mo Chen's lips were a little pale, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and started to climb the stairs.

The place where they suffered just now is far away from the demon world, just like the stairs of Emperor Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty...

On the other side, Mo Zhu killed the poison that suddenly attacked them, and said to the disciples beside Shui Xi: "Take Madam back to Yan Luzong."

"Yan Zhi!" Shui Xi broke free from the constraints of the disciples around him, and said in a strict voice.

Mo Zhu pursed his lips, ran to Shui Xi, took a deep breath, and said, "Mother, Mo Zhu has been listening to you all his life...but, father is not here now, I am the young master of Yanlu Sect, so I want to The Yanlv Sect is the main one, you take the disciples back first, and I will come later."

"No, let's go back together, together..." Shui Xi grabbed Mo Zhu's sleeve to prevent Mo Zhu from leaving.

"Mother, there are still many people in the Yanlv Sect. They can't have anything to do... You can't either, you take your disciples back first, and call everyone to open the barrier after you go back. Be careful." Mo Zhu stretched out his arms to hug Shui Xi, and said softly .

"There's nothing wrong with you..." Shui Xi buried herself in Mo Zhu's shoulder, her voice trembling.

Mo Zhu felt that the clothes on his shoulders were getting soaked gradually, and he patted Shui Xi's back comfortingly.

After a while, Mo Zhu let go of Shui Xi, and said to the disciples beside him, "Escort Madam back to Yan Lvzong well, you also be careful."

"The disciple understands."

After Shui Xi and the others walked away, Mo Zhu stretched out his hand to touch his lips, Qing Mo's face appeared in his mind, and he said regretfully: "After this incident, it's time to see Master."

Bang——With a loud noise, an object slammed into a tree fiercely, a cloud of smoke and dust was rolled up, and the tree fell due to the violent impact.

"..." Mo Zhu clenched the Cold Rain Sword in his hand, and walked towards that place cautiously.

"Cough, cough, cough..." There was a violent cough, and the voice was still familiar.

After the smoke dissipated, Mo Zhu saw that it was Chen Chen sitting there, and his tense nerves instantly relaxed.

"How do you..."

Chen Chen looked at him, wiped away the blood from his mouth, and pointed to the direction where he flew, Mo Zhu followed his hand to look.

I saw a big purple spider slowly walking towards them, Mo Zhu saw the big spider frown slightly, the corners of its mouth twitched, and the curse words almost blurted out from his mouth.

In the middle of the night, Mo Chen was out of breath and carried Shuo Nian on his back after climbing the stairs. As soon as he stepped on the stable ground, he fell down due to exhaustion.

Before Mo Chen fell into a coma, he heard his disciples' shouts and chaotic footsteps. Shuo Yan slipped from his body and fell beside him.

"Finally, it's back..."

...

What is this place?

Darkness, and all that you have forgotten!

Shuo Yan watched the darkness gradually change, and turned into a place that had appeared a hundred times in his dreams before, walked to the door of the wooden house, paused and said, "This time, aren't you going to stop me?"

The demon smiled: "No need, because this is your choice..."

After finishing speaking, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted in as Shuo Nan opened the wooden house.

"This is……"

The smell of blood permeates the whole room, and some minced meat is stuck to the wall. There is a table in the center of the room. The table has been stained with blood so that the color cannot be seen clearly. There are some traces of being chopped on the table, and the rotten smell of minced meat Colliding with the bloody smell of patina makes people want to vomit.

"This isn't..." Shuo Yan's pupils gradually dilated, this was once his nightmare!

"Finally...he's dead." A child suddenly appeared in front of the table.

Shuo Yan could see clearly that this was his own face...

Xiao Shuo's eyes had turned red, the dagger in his hand was still dripping with blood, and his expression was plain, as if this kind of thing was as simple as drinking a cup of tea.