The devil attacks me every day

A person fell out of the broken void.

His blue clothes were covered with blood, dripping from his face, to his fingertips, and even the hem of his clothes.

"Cough..." Coughing and blushing, Xu Xiaofei curled up in pain, sweat and blood mixed together and dripped down.

The harsh sunlight dappled through the shadows of the trees.

The deep and light green in front of his eyes was blown by the wind, swaying from side to side, rustling.

A green leaf fell lightly, just falling on his bloody chin.

Like a butterfly with broken wings, falling into a pool of blood, unable to fly again.

"It's... dawn..." He wanted to laugh, but the corners of his lips curled up for only a second, and then collapsed again due to the severe pain.

—Ben also wanted to be happy.

——Dawn, the remnant soul should have found Meng Zhao.

He thought so, and then there was a rustling sound different from the wind blowing leaves.

The blades of grass were trampled down, and the sound of small footsteps came from nowhere.

Xu Xiaofei was powerless to escape.

If it wasn't for Shu Cangzhu being aroused by him with brutal blood, wanting to kill him slowly, Xu Xiaofei couldn't find the opportunity to show weakness and procrastinate until he escaped with one breath.

rustle--

The man is near.

The sound of footsteps became more and more clear, and Xu Xiaofei felt someone stop beside him.

"You're not dead." The person who spoke was a woman, her voice was cold and familiar.

Xu Xiaofei managed to open his eyes, facing half of his fair face.

And on that half of her face, there should have been a large birthmark covering her beauty, but now the birthmark disappeared, revealing her original beautiful face.

It's Sang Jiu.

Xu Xiaofei lay on the ground and looked at her quietly. A drug boy who came randomly from Lingyun Peak, but actually didn't have many chances to meet her. Later, he moved into Wangshu Pavilion together with Meng Zhao.

A little drug boy who is always quiet and works hard.

"I...have any grudge against you?" Xu Xiaofei felt the killing intent in Sang Jiu's eyes.

Although he wasn't afraid of death, he didn't want to die without knowing why.

Sang Jiu transformed into a long knife in his hand and held it horizontally in front of his chest: "I thought you would ask how I found you."

Xu Xiaofei was tired.

His eyelids became heavier, he simply closed them, and said softly, "You've been by my side for so long...Traveling powder, or letting me eat anything, is very easy."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, as if he was too tired to even speak, panted heavily, and continued: "I just want to know why you want my life."

"You still have the face to ask why?!"

Sang Jiu pointed the long knife in Xu Xiaofei's face directly, weeping every word, "The Sang family in Fufeng Prefecture has a total of 320 people. Except for me, all [-] people were killed by you and Huai Xian." Jun Zhuo became a demon seed! You have the face to ask me why I killed you after committing such an evil deed?"

She approached Xu Xiaofei step by step: "I thought that the surname Sang would make you look at me more! I decided that if you had any half-hearted repentance, I would not take advantage of your danger today! Xu Yaoshi, you are so talented , and so powerful, how come there is no one with a good memory?"

Fufeng Mansion, Sang Family.

Xu Xiaofei couldn't help opening his eyes, and took a closer look at the face of the Sang family that he had never looked at seriously.

He knew that the Sang family in Fufeng Mansion was the one who came to look for him nearly ten years ago, and asked him to help make a medicine that could erase people's souls.

At that time, he vaguely felt that Lord Huaixian was going to do something again, so he agreed, but followed him secretly to find a fairy gate controlled by Lord Huaixian.Everyone there will be planted with the seeds of demons and become new demons one after another.

The refining of the Demon Cleansing Pill started at that time, so when Xue Ji was nurturing demons, he could immediately refine the Demon Cleansing Pill.

"It turns out...it's the Sang family." Xu Xiaofei let out a soft breath.

Although he didn't attack the Sang family, he was still powerless.

"Since I told you, Xu Yaoshi, you should go on the road clearly!" Sang Jiu wanted to point at his neck, but her hands, who had never killed anyone before, trembled so much that she missed it by a few inches and cut it on the ground. Xu Xiaofei's shoulder.

The people on the ground did not move, not even screaming in pain.

Sang Jiu's heart was surrounded by complex emotions, including the eagerness to get revenge, the shame of taking advantage of others' danger, the fear of facing blood, and the deep doubt when she saw Xu Xiaofei going to die calmly.

"You—don't you hide?"

"Are you looking down on me?!"

"Aren't you very powerful? Even Shu Cangzhu can't kill you!"

Where the long knife passed, blood flew everywhere.

Xu Xiaofei felt the last trace of heat in his body slowly passing away, felt the drowsiness of drowsiness dragging him to the abyss, and he went down the abyss, unexpectedly smooth.

At the moment before his consciousness disappeared, he uttered a few words in a soft and light voice.

"Thank you, sorry."

Sang Jiu's hand holding the knife trembled, and her beautiful eyes could not help but stare: "Thank me? What tricks are you trying to do?"

She didn't wait for a response.

I thought Xu Xiaofei would fight back when he was dying, and even wrestled with her.

But Xu Xiaofei was lying quietly on the grass like that, the red blood dyed the green of the ground mottled and sticky.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, long hair shawl.

The color of his lips slowly turned as pale as his face, and all life was cut off.

——Thank you for keeping me from dying at the hands of Shu Cangzhu.

——Sorry, I can't help you with the matter of the Sang family.

·

Passing through the crowd, Meng Qi'an and Zhuang Nanhai, who had changed their appearance again, approached the temporary meeting hall of several venerables in the Qiankun Domain.

After Huai Anming and Su Jiang left, Tao Changyu also stood up.Just as he took a step, an invisible fluctuation in the surrounding air set off an alarm in Tao Changyu's heart.

He hadn't felt such a dangerous feeling for a long time.

Tao Changyu sat back on the chair, raised his hand slightly, and the door closed with a bang.

He looked towards the empty corner and said with a smile, "Since you're here, come out."

A circle of energy ripples invisible to the naked eye slowly spread out from the corner where no one was around.

A pair of black boots stepped out of nowhere. If one looked carefully, the black boots had skulls tattooed on their sides, and they were still golden.

Tao Changyu's eyes couldn't help being attracted by the boots for a second, and after the words 'very bad taste' appeared in his mind for no reason, his eyes froze when his eyes fixed on the man's face.

Her long black hair was tied up high, and her sword-like thick eyebrows were slender and raised slightly, carrying a willful arrogance.He glanced at Tao Changyu, that familiar face was full of guard and restraint towards strangers.

And that face, in Tao Changyu's memory, has never had such an alienated expression.

Zhuang Nanhai's appearance kept shrinking in Tao Changyu's eyes until he was sixteen or seventeen years old. Su Yao pinched his face and rubbed the stern-faced boy several times: "You! Don't keep stern-faced like this, you look very fierce. Oh~”

Then he became thirteen or fourteen years old, a steady young man who defeated all his brothers and sisters in the inner disciple selection competition with a bamboo, and then secretly looked at himself, just to find a satisfied smile.

Memory keeps going backwards.

Eight/nine-year-old Zhuang Qing was questioned by disciples of the same clan because his identity and strength did not match. He stubbornly gritted his teeth and rushed into the trial, and then came out covered in scars. He smiled and ran towards him .

"Master! I did it!" He was in severe pain, but as if he didn't know it, he showed himself the fang, "Master has listened to so many gossips for me. The child is the same!"

Going back further, the child became smaller and smaller, with short hands and short feet, and he wobbled when he ran and jumped.

Three or four-year-old Zhuang Qing is soft and fat, as cute as a bun.At that time, he got a elixir from the elder for the first time, and the elder coaxed him that it was the best thing in the world, and it was the only one.

In fact, it is just a Qi Condensation Pill.

But the little bun stood eagerly at the gate of the hall waiting for him to come back, rain or shine.

When Tao Changyu came back, he thought that something important had happened to him and came to ask to see him, but he saw the little Zhuang Qing standing on tiptoe, stuffing the round pill into his hand, and said softly, "Master, here it is! The fourth elder said that this is a very good food, you should eat it quickly!"

The elixir in his hand still had a warm body temperature, as if it had been held in the palm of his hand for a long time, and he did not dare to let go for a moment.

He squatted down, leveled with the little bun, and asked with a smile, "Since it's a very good thing, Qing'er should eat it by himself."

"No!" The little Zhuang Qing shook her head, her eyes were full of love and light, "Master treats me well, and I want to treat Master well!"

In the blink of an eye, the baby lying in the swaddle was born with a fairy bone and was born in the Taoist realm, but because he couldn't control the twin souls in his body, he hurt many innocent people.

But he doesn't know anything.

Young babies can do nothing but cry.

Tao Changyu often thinks about that year, that day, that night.

If he hadn't passed by the Zhuwai of Zeshu Mansion and seen that little, gifted but extremely dangerous child, would his life have changed in any way.

When the face that had been missing for a hundred years reappeared, Tao Changyu just wanted to answer himself, he was drunk all his life, and in the end he couldn't find a second relative besides Zhuang Qing who had brought him the family.If he hadn't met Zhuang Qing, he would have lost too many precious memories and emotions in his life.

"Qing'er...you, why are you..." Tao Changyu had been in a high position for many years, but he was speechless this time.There were too many words choked in his throat, and in the end he just said, "Come here, have a seat."

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