The red and white rose dressed as the male protagonist

Wen Yue'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and the white long sword appeared in her hand, but she hesitated for a moment.At this moment, a strong force pulled her aside!

A disk array descended from the sky, imprisoning Yun Mi.A long jade-colored sword turned into a cyan rainbow light and stabbed at him. Shi Huanyu held the sword, his white clothes were like snow, and his face was as frosty as ice.

Wen Yueer looked at Shi Huanyu who held the sword, looked at Xuewangting who controlled the formation, and finally looked at her master Shen Zhaoyang who was pulling her. Obviously today should be a happy day...

"Little nephew, he didn't attack me, senior sister!" Wen Yue'er's eyes fell on Yun Mi's red and violent eyes, "He is trapped now, you—" You can't kill me!With a flick of the wrist, you are about to shoot.

"Yue'er," Shen Zhaoyang stopped her, his voice echoed in her sea of ​​consciousness, "Do you think your elder sister is like a big devil who kills casually?"

Wen Yue'er calmed down, and her fisted hands relaxed.She just lost her composure.Really, Yun Mi's current appearance is too similar to Di You, too similar.Diyou is not innocent, she cannot save him; Yunmi is innocent, she wants to save him.

"Do you think your little nephew is like a bully?" Shen Zhaoyang's voice continued.

not like.Wen Yueer replied.

"Then what are you worried about?" Shen Zhaoyang's voice was full of smiles, determination, and the ease with which nothing would trouble him.

Wen Yue'er looked at him, her eyes turned red, she was really relieved after a long absence. "Master."

Shen Zhaoyang looked sideways at her with a kind smile, "Relax?"

Wen Yue'er looked at the stubble that just sprouted on his chin, Master loved his beautiful beard and three thousand black hair the most, and said that her luck lies in it, now...

She flipped her wrist, and the sword light flashed, and Shen Zhaoyang's chin was shaved clean, "Let me charge some interest first, and if there is something to do with my nephew, I will shave your head bald, Master."

Shen Zhaoyang: ... Rebels, renegades, are all spoiled by him.

He stared at Yun Mi intently, a demonic person would have a reversal in nature, he would deny his relatives, be indifferent to human nature, but—he protects his weaknesses!What's more, he twirled his black hair, thinking that Yun Mi might be an exception.

Yun Mi's red eyes met Gu Huanyu's cold gaze, and countless demonic thoughts grew in his heart.

"Why don't you believe me? Damn it!"

"It's obviously not my fault! It should be killed!"

"Oh, you changed your face immediately? Did they treat him sincerely before?"

……

He seemed to have two perspectives. For a while, he was trapped in the formation and watched Shi Huanyu's sword getting closer to him, and for a while he was floating in the endless darkness, watching those evil thoughts grow little by little.

From the bottom of his heart, little by little.

These demonic thoughts are all his own, real thoughts.Those evil thoughts that have been suppressed by him for a long time, imprisoned in the deepest part.

At this moment, he had to admit that he was such a person!

At the moment of acknowledgment, the weight of his body disappeared, and the boundless darkness began to accept him and surround him.He seemed to have returned to the mother's body that gave birth to him, carefree and unscrupulous, and the shackles in his heart began to disappear.

"Who stipulates who must become who? Who can stipulate? Who dares to stipulate?"

"There is no evil, where is good? What is good and what is evil?"

"The physical and mental confinement is nothing more than not being strong enough!"

"Standards are set by the strong, why can't this strong be me?"

"The reconciliation of yin and yang is in accordance with the way of heaven? What if it goes against the law of heaven!"

Who can make the rules?by

Yun Mi looked at Shi Huanyu who had a frosty face, turned his wrist, and the Buhuo Sword turned into a sword light to meet Shi Huanyu.By - you!

Wen Yueer and Shen Zhaoyang's expressions changed at the same time.

Shi Huanyu's movement of holding the sword quickened, if at first her face was only frosty, then at this moment her eyes were covered with layers of ice, the icy chill froze her heart.

The jade sword is facing the silver sword.

At the moment when the Buhuojian's sword light flashed, a calm voice exploded in Yun Mi's heart.

"You are my disciple."

"The rules of the Flowing Spring Sect are not allowed to attack fellow sects."

Master...

"puff--"

But Buhuojian stagnated in the air, avoiding Shi Huanyu's body.

And the jade sword pierced his chest, blood stained his white clothes, and was condensed into blood-colored ice by the cold air on the sword.The cold air spread upwards, and his brows were condensed with frost, which made his mind clear for a moment.

He looked at Shi Huanyu, who was close at hand, with bloody and violent eyes, and said with difficulty, "Great... Master... Uncle, divine... weapon! Master... Master, I—"

He wanted to say something more, but no sound came out when he opened his mouth.Fortunately, that's about as much as it needs to be said.First call Master Uncle, arouse Shi Huanyu's sympathy, then point out the problem of the artifact, and finally Master, Master... Yun Mi floated in the cold darkness, thinking indifferently, he is such a person, selfish and indifferent to achieve The ends justify the means.Only the master, only the master is the light he couldn't ask for, and his shackles.

Shi Huanyu looked at him for a while, the frost in his eyes melted, "I'm sorry, I wronged you."

She heard footsteps behind her, drew out her sword, and flew the bloody folding fan in Yun Mi's hand.Turning around, he took a step calmly, blocking Yun Mi behind him, "Master, there is something wrong with the artifact, Yun'er still has a trace of sanity."

Shen Zhaoyang nodded to Wen Yue'er, and Wen Yue'er rushed towards Yun Mi, and put the healing elixir into his mouth.

"Come here." He looked at Shi Huanyu.

Shi Huanyu didn't move.

"Yu'er, come here."

Shi Huanyu pursed her lips and walked towards Shen Zhaoyang.As soon as he approached, he was knocked on the head by Shen Zhaoyang, "Your master is still alive, not dead. Your junior brother is also alive, not dead! How dare you! How dare you!"

Wen Yue'er can't understand, can't he understand?Shi Huanyu was probing, she drew out the sword to Yun Mi, and at the same time gave up defense completely.If Yun Mi used the sword, Xue Wangting and Wen Yue'er could use this as an excuse to suppress the guilt in their hearts.If Yun Mi can't get the sword, she will have an excuse to protect Yun Mi.But, has she thought about herself?It used to be the same, and it is still the same now. I have suffered so many grievances for no reason.

Xue Wangting twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard Shen Zhaoyang's words.He threw the magic in his hand to Shen Zhaoyang, his eyes were cold and angry, "This is a magic weapon."

Shen Zhaoyang took the bloody folding fan and pondered.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the founder of the Qingshan Gate used artifacts to suppress the holy demons in various sects, drove the demons out of this world, and set up the Qingshan Gate to guard the passage between the two worlds.

Is the divine weapon transformed into a magical weapon by being infused with evil spirit during the tens of thousands of years of suppression, or is the divine weapon itself a magical weapon?Could it be that the patriarch who opened the Qingshan Gate couldn't tell the difference between an artifact and a magic weapon?

There are also artifacts that were originally irrelevant can be combined into one...

"Master." Wen Yue'er looked at Shen Zhaoyang.The blood from Yun Mi's wound has stopped, and the cold air has dissipated, but those red and violent eyes are still the same.

"Ten thousand years ago, someone successfully transformed from immortal to demon, and from demon to immortal." Shen Zhaoyang looked at Yun Mi with a suddenly complicated expression.

Yun Mi looked at him, although his eyes were still red, full of tyranny and mania, but there was no killing intent.

Shen Zhaoyang didn't continue talking, and changed the subject, picked up Yun Mi and turned it into a sword light flying away, "I'll take him to the depths of the endless cold wind and take care of him personally. I hope the cold can suppress the growth of demonic energy. For you guys Junior brother sent a letter telling him to come to me directly when he comes back."

Yun Mi was held in Shen Zhaoyang's hand, as well-behaved as a puppet with a vicious surface.His stalemate mind calmly captured the words "Little Junior Brother", and it glowed in the darkness.

Master...

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