The seventh rule of the male god

——Don’t turn over the lost page, the dust will get lost if you turn it over.

The excited crowd fell silent unconsciously amidst the sound of warning.

The most devastated was Shangguan Jing, one was the man she had admired once, and the other was the father who raised her to her family and was also her most beloved father. Her eyes were red, and her beautiful face showed a bit of ferocity.

Jing Yu watched this scene sideways unexpectedly, and when Shangguan Jing was almost uncontrollably rushing forward to die, she turned her palm into a knife and slashed on Shangguan Jing's neck, stretched out her hand and half hugged Shangguan Jing who had fainted, and bent down to hold her Put it next to a big tree.

Then he got up slowly, looked at Jiang Yunsui and sighed softly, no matter what, Jing Yu was always a person with green clothes like bamboo, and a timeless figure.

"The leader of the Demon Sect, dare to fight. If you lose, I will promise not to harm the martial arts within ten years. If you win, I, Jingyu, will decide for you."

The audience was quiet for a moment, and then there was a louder discussion. Bai Luoxi looked at Jing Yu's face in shock, suddenly a little confused.

Why, will it develop into this way?

Hearing this, Shui Su's hand holding the whip imperceptibly tightened. She knew about the matter between the leader and Jing Yu and Bai Luoxi, she was worried, and looked sideways at Jiang Yunsui: "The leader..."

Jiang Yunsui's expression was indifferent, the sword in his hand had already been unsheathed, following his movements, Bai Luoxi almost wanted to step forward and punch him in the face of the other party.

The long sword in his hand was slowly raised, pointed at Jing Yu, and told his answer with actions. Jing Yu pursed his lips, smiled coldly, and also raised the sword in his hand.

Once, he thought that the sword in his hand was only raised for protection.

But it never occurred to him that this sword could be pointed at his brother.

In an instant, the sword moved with the person, and the sharp sword light was like thunder piercing the night, touching each other, and then quickly separating and closing.

Jiang Yunsui's sword was fast and fierce, and his moves carried a murderous look.

Jing Yu really didn't want to be an enemy at all, even if he was carrying the expectations of everyone in the righteous way behind him, so his sword moves were limited.

"Master Jing!" Jiang Yunsui turned his wrist indifferently, turning his body and attacking Jing Yu.

Jing Yujian struck down, and the sword and sword made a clear and sharp sound. The opponent used internal force inside, and Jing Yu's unavoidable wrist shook.

My heart is astringent, but I can't help but get serious.

The crowd was dazzled, back and forth, the two had gone through dozens of tricks, and they were inseparable.

Jing Yu raised his sword to block Jiang Yunsui's horizontal sword. He raised his eyes and asked, "Jiang Yunsui, I just ask you a question. Did you ever consider Luo Xi and me as brothers?"

"I thought you would ask me if Shangguan Hai was killed by me." Jiang Yunsui sneered, his hands were not slow, and he turned lightly, the sword in his hand was merciless.

"My sword already told you the answer, didn't it?"

After the words fell, the shadow of the sword flitted quickly, and when Jing Yu came back to his senses, Jiang Yunsui's long sword had already rested on his neck, with a slight bloodstain oozing out.

It was a swift blow—

"Master Jing!"

"Master!"

"A Jing—"

Bai Luoxi was startled, his movements were faster than his thoughts, and he was about to step forward, but he saw Shui Su flicking his long whip to block him, his beautiful face full of inhuman indifference.

Bai Luoxi frowned, trying to push Shui Su away, and then couldn't help swallowing when he saw the barb and blood groove on the whip: "..."

Sister paper, are you so cruel, did your parents make it?

Shui Su gave Bai Luoxi a cold look, and said sarcastically, "Why, you so-called upright people can't afford to lose?"

"you--"

"As Guardian Right said, Jing Yu is willing to gamble and admit defeat." Jing Yu looked at Bai Luoxi complicatedly, then turned around and smiled lightly.

After getting along for several years, he always thought that Jiang Yunsui was only superb in stealing skills, but he never knew that the other party's martial arts were also so good. Is it because his observation skills have deteriorated or the other party is hiding it too well?

"I don't have anything for Master Jing to do. Since the master has lost, please ask the master not to participate in this plan to encircle and suppress the Demon Cult."

Jiang Yunsui spoke slowly, Jing Yu took a deep look at him, and sighed: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to Shangguanjing's side, not participating in the battle anymore.

Seeing this, people in the righteous way panicked, and even a big naked man sarcastically said, "I didn't expect the owner of Yuegui to be so timid."

He spoke not loudly, but not in a low voice. The people present were all martial arts masters, so they heard it clearly, and couldn't help but look at Jingyu.

Jing Yu leaned against the tree, glanced at the person who came out and didn't refute anything, just closed her eyes calmly, which made the discussion louder.

"So did we see the wrong person?"

"maybe."

"No, I can't believe it."

"Master Jing's morality is supreme, and he will do what he says. He is not a timid person at all."

"But this is the devil's religion, they don't talk about morality, why should we talk about it?"

"yes……"

Hearing the discussion, Jiang Yunsui sneered: "Who else dares to try?"

The members of the Devil's Cult behind him looked at his tall and tall back with adoring and fanatical expressions, and the atmosphere rose to the extreme for a while.

Jiang Yunsui turned around to look at them, and smiled, maybe he couldn't do anything to Jing Yu and Bai Luoxi, but there were so many people willing to follow him and be loyal to him, what regrets did he have?

These people once entered the arena for the first time, they were bullied, abandoned, hurt, humiliated, some were orphans, some were the favored sons of heaven, some were beggars, and some were the sons of the demon sect .

Ten years of forbearance, ten years, ten years.

How many ten years are there in life?

Just for a moment, I thought of a white figure.

The lanterns that night, the red silk like that—perhaps his only regret was that he didn't know where the throbbing came from.

But he knew that he had a good life and that was enough.

On the contrary, the righteous people were silent. Since even the owner of Yuegui Villa had lost, how could they win?

Father Bai chuckled, and said in a sonorous and forceful voice: "For the evil cult, why should we treat it with courtesy? Since the devil sect is unwilling to withdraw from the martial arts world, and secondly, it is unwilling to hand over the head of the demon sect leader, why should we bother?" In this way, demons and others, it is your unrighteous actions that cause us to act unkindly."

"This is the struggle between righteousness and demonism, this is the confrontation between righteousness and evil. We righteous people are willing to sacrifice our lives for the righteousness of the people!"

"Willing to give up my life for the righteousness of this place!"

"Willing to give up my life for the righteousness of this place!!"

"Willing to give up my life for the righteousness here!!!"

Righteousness and evil are the most helpless topics in this world. Where there is black, there is white;

Light and darkness inherently co-exist. In fact, everyone can see through and know it, but co-existing does not mean letting go and coexisting.

There is no absolute right or wrong, just different positions, different opinions, and different prejudices.

Father Bai's voice reverberated for a long time, arousing the blood of many parties. There was such a dream, it was pure white, and it was indomitable. How many children of the rivers and lakes bloomed their brilliance here.

Even though it is cruel, there are still people who continue to fight.

Bai Luoxi clenched the sword in his hand, turned around and looked at Jing Yu, who was also looking at him, showing a faint bitter smile.

He couldn't help but think of that year, when the three of them were sitting under the tree, laughing and making noise, suddenly there was a gust of wind and the bell rang slightly.

Shui Sui raised his hand, slammed down the whip, and opened a bloody road close to Jiang Yunsui in an instant. Jiang Yunsui chuckled when he saw this, he was extremely handsome, and there was a crimson cold light in his eyes.

The sword in his hand was withdrawn from one person's body and then entered another's body. His sleeves and cheeks were gradually stained with blood, giving him a mysterious, bloody and cruel beauty.

The white skylark was stained with blood, and it was no longer a play, but an absolute killing.

Shuisu looked at him as if she was looking at her own life. As she approached, she harvested human lives. There were still other people's bright red flesh and intestines on the barb.

Wherever they passed by, there was a sound of wailing.

The smile on her mouth was gorgeous and cruel, and her eyes were obsessed and sad.

she says--

"Master, I am willing to fight for you all my life."

The clouds in the sky were gradually dyed blood-colored, and the soldiers fought hand-to-hand, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

It is said that at that time, most of the martial arts came out in full force.

It is said that on that day, more than a thousand people died in the wild, soaking the thick soil with blood.

It is said that no one survived that battle.