Demon Emperor's Young Demon Queen

Changsun Yuanzheng has been the head of the Taoist sect for more than eight years. He is modest and fair.

If we talk about the shortcomings of Changsun Yuanzheng, it is his wife, Mrs. Changsun, who came from a scholarly family, gentle and virtuous, and the head of Changsun's family is even more respectful and equal.

It's just that the heavens are jealous of her beauty, this Mrs. Changsun has been weak since she was a child, and she thought that coming to a place of Taoism and beauty would improve her condition, but unexpectedly her condition worsened.

How could Changsun Yuanzheng sit still when his wife was suffering? Changsun Yuanzheng shied away from the head of the family several times for the sake of his wife, and asked doctors everywhere.

Finally, I heard from a wandering fairy that there was a god in the world of gods and demons that fell into the human world. Its name was Fengyu, but it was not Phoenix Yu. It can help mortals change their lives against the sky and bring them back to life, but it depends on good luck as to whether they can be found or not.

On that day, Changsun Yuanzheng found some clues from a monster, but he lost it when he chased after the Xuanmen, and found Song Yexi.

I thought this was an ordinary dead person, but who would have thought that the blood on this little Xuanmen disciple would have the power to bring the dead back to life. It can be dispensable.

Changsun Yuanzheng was still uneasy after experimenting with an orchid, so he tried again with a rabbit. His heart was really in his throat. When the rabbit came back to life, Changsun Yuanzheng breathed a sigh of relief. He was struggling to find a way to bring his wife back to life, and it was in sight.

But there is a disadvantage of using blood to save, that is, once it starts, it cannot be stopped.

At first, Changsun Yuan was worried that Song Yexi would die due to excessive blood loss, so he first used some blood to transfuse to his wife, thinking that he would wait for Song Yexi to recover better before taking blood.

Unexpectedly, after a few days, the lady who had lost her blood supply began to have red spots on her body. Changsun Yuanzheng checked it many times before he discovered the crux of the matter. Once the blood exchange started, it could not be stopped.

But if things go on like this, that Xuanmen disciple will definitely not be able to take blood like this, Changsun Yuanzheng thought of a way, put the person with thousand-year-old ice, and then gave him medicine to hang his breath, even if the person died, nor does the blood corrupt.

Changsun Yuan is taking blood as usual, and this is the eighth time to take blood. According to this progress, the wife's body is getting used to the blood more and more, and the amount that can be accepted is also increasing. If this continues, there will be another ten That's about it.

Changsun Yuan was pinching the little disciple's arm, which had already been bandaged in several places. The little disciple was originally thin, but after taking blood several times, his whole body was pale and pale, and his pulse became weaker and weaker. .

If it goes on like this, if there are a few more times, this disciple will definitely not survive, and the rest can only rely on the thousand-year cold ice to keep this person's blood.

A few small lotus lamps were burning in the dark room, and the silvery white blades shone with a frightening cold light. Changsun Yuan was setting aside the vessel for receiving blood, holding the knife in his right hand and his arm in his left hand, and was about to strike.

The person on the thousand-year-old ice bed suddenly opened his eyes, and Changsun Yuanzheng was startled.

Before Changsun Yuanzheng could react, Song Yexi had already snatched the knife from his hand and hit him on the chest with a palm, and Changsun Yuanzheng was knocked to the ground just like that.

Song Yexi had been bloodletted many times, and was suppressed by the cold air of the thousand-year-old ice bed. She couldn't use her strength in her body. Just now, she couldn't hurt her eldest grandson Yuanzheng even if she slapped her grandson Yuanzheng.

Changsun Yuanzheng never thought that Song Yexi would be able to wake up after losing too much blood. The slap was completely careless, and the slap was not enough to hurt him.

He got up, pulled out a long sword from his waist, and stabbed Song Yexi straight.

"do not move!"

As soon as the words fell, Changsun Yuanzheng did not dare to move again. At this time, Song Yexi was holding a short knife, and the tip of the knife was facing Mrs. Changsun's eyebrows. If the body was destroyed, it would be really impossible to recover.

Changsun Yuanzheng really didn't dare to act rashly, because although this young man was young, his eyes were sharp and sharp, his face was pale and lifeless, but his whole body was full of murderous intent.

Changsun Yuan was looking at the tip of the knife pressed against his wife's forehead, feeling a little nervous, this man was too murderous, what if he accidentally hurt his wife.

"Put the knife down quickly."

Song Yexi squeezed out a mocking smile on his pale face: "Why?"

"I was the one who rescued him from the foot of Xuanmen Mountain, you can't be so ungrateful."

Song Yexi approached the tip of the knife again, and laughed twice, with a hint of mockery in the laughter: "You save me? Why do you say it so nicely? It's so hypocritical. You just want to trade my life for her. life."

Changsun Yuanzheng didn't believe that this was something that a person who had just woken up could detect, which meant that the boy should have regained consciousness before the last blood collection or a certain blood collection.

Changsun Yuan was seeing that this matter was not going to work out, and he couldn't find any reason for a while.

Song Yexi turned cold and said, "Let me go."

Now is a very good time, this young man has the ruthlessness to fight for both sides, the grandson Yuanzheng also put down the sword in his hand, and agreed: "Yes, as long as you don't hurt her."

"I'm still very loyal. As long as you stop trying to take my life, I won't hurt her."

Song Yexi naturally couldn't trust him, but it's better to get out earlier, I don't know how long I have been in this dark room, the master should have been waiting long ago.

"Hand over your sword."

Changsun Yuan held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and passed the sword over. When Song Yexi reached out to pick it up, he had already expected that this person would backtrack, and had already prepared in advance. The sword must be grabbed in order to have a chance to escape.

Changsun Yuanzheng held the hilt of the sword with one hand and slapped Song Yexi, while with the other hand he snatched the knife that Song Yexi threatened from his wife's head.

Song Yexi was knocked to the ground by that palm, but the long sword was in his hand.

Song Yexi hurried to the secret door of the dark room, this was his only chance of escape.

Seeing this, Changsun Yuan settled his wife and immediately chased after her.

At this time, Changsun Yuanzheng's eyes were full of murderous intent, even if he killed the young man today, he would never let him leave the Taoist sect.

Changsun Yuan was flying forward with a short knife. Song Yexi noticed that he blocked it with a sword, but he was not strong enough to support it. Instead, he was kicked by Changsun Yuanzheng, which made his mouth full of blood foam.

Song Yexi's swordsmanship was sophisticated and ruthless, and his moves could kill people. It was also quite difficult for Changsun Yuanzheng to deal with it.

Although Changsun Yuanzheng was afraid of Song Yexi's strange and fierce swordsmanship, Song Yexi's strength could not reach the effect of killing people.

Not long after, the two of them were covered with injuries.

Song Yexi escaped from the dark room with great difficulty, and Changsun Yuanzheng followed closely behind. His sword was fierce and murderous, and he couldn't stop this sword.

Song Yexi's heart was ruthless, and he gritted his teeth and resorted to a move called Heaven and Earth Live Together.

Song Yexi looked down and saw that the short knife in Changsun Yuanzheng's hand was piercing through his back, and the tip of the knife was passing through his abdomen and exposed, and the blood beads on the tip of the knife rolled down.