After Being Betrayed, The Immortal Master Ran Away With The Demon Venerable

Yi Ning was stunned for a moment, but before he had time to explain, Yan Xuan turned his head.

There was a crisp "click", the sound of bones breaking.

Curse Xie's screams echoed throughout the arena, gradually turning into an indistinct murmur of blood-filled throats.

Yan Xuan crushed his neck bone.

If it weren't for the magic spell to save his life, Curse's head would have fallen off, but now it is just hanging limply around his neck.

Real life is worse than death.

This is the fate of those who provoke Yan Xuan and those who provoke Yan Xuan.

Not to mention Fu Zhuo, even Yi Ning felt that such Yan Xuan was intimidating.

After a while, Yan Xuan raised his head and looked at Fu Zhuo.

"Yan Xuan, do you want Qin Yin to die?" Fu Zhuo's face was pale, and Yi Ning's arm was tightly clasped in his hands. He did not pretend to call Lord Yan Xuan.

Hearing him mention Qin Yin, Yan Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, wiped off the blood on the knife with his fingertips, and said softly: "Do you think I'm as stupid as you?"

Hearing this, Fu Zhuo sneered and said, "What do you mean, you don't want to say that Qin Yin is fake, do you?"

Yan Xuan stood on the spot, staring fixedly at Fu Zhuo, without saying a word.

"You are serious enough, but your mistake is that you shouldn't threaten me with her."

Seeing the revived Qin Yin that day, Yan Xuan never believed that she was real from the beginning to the end.

Twelve years ago, his mother chose a burial site for herself on the grounds of going out to buy medicine for him.

At that time she said: "Xuan'er, mother can't hold it anymore, you can give mother a good time, okay?"

Demons have a strong self-healing ability, unless they are killed by a cultivator or someone who is also a demon.Qin Yin tried countless methods of suicide, but failed to die.

The day before that day, Qin Yin was insulted by the housekeeper in the woodshed, which became the last straw that crushed her.

Yan Xuan hugged her, weeping silently, no sound could come out of his throat.

"Xuan'er, run away, run away, the world is big, run away and live well."

"Xuan'er, death is a very good and extravagant thing for mother. Don't be afraid. Mother should have killed you when you were born, so that you would not suffer like me."

"If there is an afterlife, don't recognize me as your mother again."

After a stick of incense, Yan Xuan buried the last handful of soil with red eyes in silence.

He lay quietly beside Qin Yin's grave, expecting his mother to turn into a ghost and take him away.

However, his mother didn't come, but the Yan family found him.

The Yan family only took a look at Qin Yin's grave, then grabbed Yan Xuan and left.

A slave of the demon clan, he can die as soon as he dies. Yan Xuan, a half-demon, can't be lost. They still have to rely on Yan Xuan's blood to become the most talented and famous family.

Before Yan Xuan was taken away, he looked back at Qin Yin's grave, thinking that if he died, who would build his grave.

"You knew from the beginning that it wasn't the real Qin Yin?" Fu Zhuo narrowed his eyes, saw Yan Xuan's calm expression, and smiled softly, "That's right, why did I forget, you are a patricide just like me." mother's madman."

Yan Xuan didn't answer his words, but said lightly: "Give him to me, and I can keep your whole body."

These words fell into Fu Zhuo's ears, he sneered, pulled Yi Ning behind him suddenly, and said coldly: "It's death anyway, even if I die, I will die on him."

nausea!

Yi Ning lifted the sword, and just about to use his spiritual power, he was suppressed by the poison, and his eyes turned black.

"Looking for death." Without saying a word, Yan Xuan raised his knife and rushed over, but Fu Zhuoba said in a high voice: "You go further, I'll goug out his eye, Yan Xuan, you can try."

It's really insidious, Yi Ning has no way to see the slightest bit of humanity belonging to the blood of the head of the sect from Fu Zhuo.

He had to be killed, not only to eliminate harm for the people, but also to help the head wipe away this stain.

"That's right," Fu Zhuo saw Yan Xuan's gloomy face and stopped, feeling a little relieved, and said again: "No, how can you hold your temper and have a good chat with me."

He pretended to sigh, and said in a calm manner: "You said I shouldn't threaten you with Qin Yin, although Qin Yin's shell is fake, but what is inside is indeed your mother's soul. Seven souls, I'm really sorry, I finally found two souls, the human soul and the living soul."

Yan Xuan's pupils shrank instantly, and his voice was as cold as ice in winter: "What did you say?"

Among the three souls and seven souls, the three souls are human soul, living soul and dead soul.

In the human soul there are all the emotions of a person, in the living soul there are all the memories before life, and in the dead soul are the pain before death and the memory after death.

Without the dead soul, she would not know why she died, who killed her, what pain she had, and she would not even know that she was a dead person.

No wonder, no wonder... She obviously doesn't remember anything, and she is full of loopholes, but she still makes Yan Xuan feel familiar, and Yan Xuan suddenly reacts to everything.

It turned out that in that false body was the real soul of Qin Yin.

Fu Zhuo noticed his absence, curled up his hands hidden in his sleeves slightly, and drew a curse.

The next moment, behind Yan Xuan, a cloud of magic mist rose.

Qin Yin's figure appeared in the magic fog of Fu Zhuo.

"Kill him." Fu Zhuo raised the corners of his lips and said softly.

When Yi Ning heard what he said, it took only a moment to realize what happened, and shouted at Yan Xuan: "Yan Xuan, behind you!"

But they were too close, the dagger in Qin Yin's hand pierced Yan Xuan's heart.

Just like 12 years ago, when Yan Xuan took Qin Yin's life on the mass grave, Qin Yin was manipulated by Fu Zhuo and stabbed a knife into Yan Xuan's heart.

Yan Xuan stared blankly at the tip of the knife on his chest, a look of confusion flashed across his eyes, as if he didn't understand what he did wrong.

With that look in his eyes, it was as if the knife had been pierced into Yi Ning's heart, and it hurt terribly.

He obviously did nothing wrong, why should everyone treat him like this.

"Mother..." He said in a low voice, but the dagger behind him was pulled away suddenly, Yan Xuan could hardly stand still, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Before Qin Yin regained his senses, under the control of Fu Zhuo, his eyes turned into golden vertical pupils.

"Good job, give me his hard work." Fu Zhuo clapped his palms and laughed, beckoning to Qin Yin.

His purpose turned out to be Yan Xuan's heartache!

Yi Ning grabbed his collar and said angrily, "What are you trying to do?"

Fu Zhuo was held tightly by him, and he was still in the mood to laugh. He stroked Yi Ning's head lightly with his palm, and said, "Shangxian wants to know? Then I will tell you. Naturally, I want to talk to Yan Xuan Change your life, together with the contract you made, change it to me."

After finishing speaking, he chuckled and said: "Is it very touching? Shangxian, I am all for you." After a pause, he whispered into Yining's ear, and said slowly: "It's all because of you, Yanxuan became like this, isn't it very painful?"

Yi Ning took a deep breath, and suddenly pierced his body with a sword. There was darkness in front of his eyes, and his mind was in a trance and severe pain.

"Dare to use spiritual power. As I said, using spiritual power will shorten your lifespan. Look at your wrist. The shorter the black line, the closer your death will be." Fu Zhuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, showing a crazy smile Yi said: "Either watch him die, or die in love with me, how about it, which one does Shangxian choose?"

He lowered his head, and there was indeed a black line on his wrist. After he had just used his spiritual power, the half-arm-length black line shrunk by half.After a while, Yi Ning looked at him indifferently, and uttered two words.

"Martyrdom?"

He closed his eyes and pursed his lips.

"You know, there's something I've wanted to do for a long time." Yi Ning pulled out his sword, stretched out his hand to spend all his spiritual energy on the sword, and the killing intent rolled up the surrounding dust.

"You're crazy too!" Fu Zhuo wanted to prevent Yi Ning from concentrating his spiritual power, but as soon as he got close, his fingers were cut off by the killing intent that seemed to be real.

He took half a step back in shock, not daring to approach any further.With such a majestic killing intent, just half a move can kill him completely.

The organs were exhausted, but Yi Ning was not afraid of death, and was determined to kill him.

Yi Ning closed his eyes, everything in the world was very clear.

The blood flowing from Yanxuan's heart, Yanxuan's cold fingers, Yanxuan's helpless eyes, Yanxuan's breathing.

It hurts.

Yan Xuan is in pain.

He also hurts.

"Desolation."

He opened his lips slightly, and could sense Fu Zhuo's figure trying to escape, without opening his eyes, everything in the world was showing him where Fu Zhuo was going.

All his movements are invisible under the obliteration.

Because obsession is absolutely—hatred.

I don't know how long it took, when Yi Ning opened his eyes again, there was no more talisman, no more curse, only Qin Yin, who lost control and passed out, was silently hugged by Yan Xuan.

Yi Ning did not rush over, but rolled up his sleeves and looked at the black line.

There is only less than half a finger left, probably enough to live for [-] days.

He put down his sleeves, covered the black thread tightly, and walked towards Yanxuan.

Sensing the movement behind him, Yan Xuan still didn't look back, but called him in a hoarse voice, "Yi Ning."

"I'm here." Yi Ning leaned down and gently hugged him, bit by bit, hugging him tighter.

"Why should I live?" Yan Xuan lowered his head, his voice was so weak that he couldn't hear clearly.

Yi Ning circled him closer, trying in vain to convey his insignificant body temperature to him through the bleeding wound.

"Yan Xuan, stop the blood, you want to live." Like the last time in the cave in the illusion, he stubbornly refused to stop the blood, wanting to die.

Yan Xuan didn't make a sound, but Yi Ning hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand, held his face and kissed him.

"Live for me."

Yan Xuan finally had some reaction, he raised his eyes and looked at Yi Ning, as if he didn't know what to say.

Yi Ning hugged his neck, kissed his lips again, and repeated: "Yan Xuan, I want you to live for me."

He has missed the past nine years, and he will miss it in the days to come.He only has more than 20 days left, but he wants Yan Xuan to live, no longer be bound by the past, and live well for him.

Yan Xuan reached out and hugged him without saying anything, and hugged him for a long time.

Two people cuddled together, in the blood all over the ground, in the injustice of heaven, in the tragic fate, leaning together.

The author has something to say: He ha he, it just looks scary (dog head saves his life)

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