Master, you have changed

Mo Sheng remained silent, without even the slightest intention to kill, the situation was unclear for a moment, Jiu Mu Shangxian led the group and waited quietly.

Feng Yiye quietly raised his head, he had already figured out the relationship between Mo Sheng and Bai Xiao, and envy rose in his heart.

Will Mo Sheng give up the war?

Is Syracuse saved?

He saw the complex emotions in the demon emperor's eyes, with tears falling down, and thought, he should really like Bai Xiao, but it's just because of many misunderstandings that caused the current situation.

If he could let go of his hatred and go with Bai Xiao earlier, Bai Xiao would definitely be willing.

At that time, they probably didn't expect that the other party would care about themselves so much.

Right now, Mo Sheng's loss of killing intent doesn't mean safety. There is a very important part of resurrection, so he will take a risk no matter whether he succeeds or not.

He quietly pulled Hu Qingjue back, and ran towards Mu Yunyu and Mu Yunke.

There were two more people beside Mu Yunyu, Luo Yang arrived at some time and was treating his new wound.

Luo Qing was staring at Fuzun Shangxian, and whispered to Luo Yang: "Brother, what Master did was right, why do those people treat Master so badly?"

Luo Yang said calmly: "Not all justice is liked by people, the master is too upright and will not follow others."

"What's so good about being in power? Hypocrisy! It's good for Master to be like this. When I grow up, I must be like Master and not join those people!"

Luo Yang smiled: "Okay, remember what you said, let's promise, don't forget the original intention"

"it is good!"

Feng Yiye's black eyes darkened for a moment, and he said with a smile: "It's good not to forget the original intention, no matter what happens in the future, don't forget the present promise! I have to go back with Master beforehand, so we will meet at Anju Peak!"

"???"

"???"

The two of them were puzzled and watched Feng Qiye bypass them, running fast, Mu Yunke suddenly yelled.

"what!"

He held a sword nervously in his hand, and the sword penetrated into the chest of the young man who kidnapped Mu Yunyu who was completely dead this time.

There was warm blood on his face, and he was shaking and threw the dark red long sword, terrified: "He just wanted to sneak attack! Me! Me! Did I kill someone?"

Feng Jiye suddenly stopped and looked back, staring at Xing Yuan who was thrown flying and lying alone on the ground.

He once swore to protect Xing Yuan from oblivion in this life.At this moment, he didn't have the courage to take it back.

Murder broke the precept, can't go back...

Goodness is about to be lost again...

Feng Jiye let go of Hu Qingjue, lowered his head and slowly backed away, the image in his eyes covered by black hair getting smaller and smaller.

Master...

i made a mistake again...

Hu Qingjue's beautiful brows were slightly frowned, an unfamiliar sting came from his heart, and he stretched out his hand unconsciously: "Come here"

The wind shook his head this night.

Can not go back…

Can not go back…

He still remembered the night when he came back from the murder, he knelt under the peak all night, Master didn't even look at him, turned around and walked to the bamboo house, he didn't even give him alms with a curse or a cold look.

The master has always been expressionless, clearly right in front of his eyes, but seems to be separated by a natural moat.

The mood overlapped with the previous life, and his eyes were distracted. Xing Yuan was picked up by someone. The master with the same expression as in memory hung Xing Yuan back on his waist for him. He raised his step and looked back. His silver eyes were shiny and cold, and said, "Go!"

Feng Jiye's heart trembled, and he tilted his head to avoid his sight: "Where are you going?"

Is there a stranger in the world?

"Come back home"

"... "

"!!!"

"Master, are you serious? I just...just...killed...Yong Xingyuan!"

Hu Qingjue frowned even deeper: "Follow me home"

"Oh! Good! Master is really not angry?"

"…why are you mad?"

"No! No why! Master, let's go home!"

Feng Yiye happily held Hu Qingjue's arm, so happy that he went crazy.

very nice!Master is not angry!Don't hate yourself!

Is this different from the previous life?

Luo Yang and Luo Qing withdrew their gazes and looked at each other. After seeing the "hurt" expression on each other's face, they grinned wryly and continued to bandage Mu Yunyu.

I don't know why, I feel that my heart has been hit hard, as if I have been deeply abused.

Mu Yunke was still terrified and helpless in the shadow of the murder, Mu Yunyu's eyes were deep, and he moved away from looking at Feng Yiye and comforted him: "Xiao Ke, don't be afraid"

"I... I'm not afraid! He wants to hurt my brother! I... I'm protecting my brother!"

"Xiao Ke, don't look at the corpse, come here, I'll wipe your face"

"well!"

Mu Yunke was still young and had never killed anyone before. His whole body was shaking, and his voice was even more unsteady.

A few people hid in a corner of the ruins, and heard the demon emperor Mo Sheng say in an oath tone.

"From then on, there will be no more demon emperors in this world!"

All the immortals were shocked, Jiumu Shangxian respectfully saluted.

"Please keep the promise of the demon emperor! Everyone withdraw their swords and make way!"

Qunxian's face was ugly, he put his sword back into its sheath, and smiled imperceptibly.

The Demon Emperor passed the group of immortals and walked towards the ruins. There was a sudden sound of breaking the wind, and the demon-breaking arrow pierced through the space with the spiritual power of destroying the world. It was so fast that there was no time to react.

The light flashed and went out, the explosion sounded earth-shattering, Jiumu Shangxian maintained a defensive posture looking up at the sky, and the weapon shattered inch by inch in a sluggishness.

The figure dropped its arms in slow motion, and fell to the ground with a bang, dying with regret.

"Father!"

In the ruins, Mu Yunyu howled mournfully, struggling to crawl through the ruins, with no good flesh on his body.

Mu Yunke sobbed and went to help him: "Brother! Don't move! You can't get hurt anymore!"

"No! I'm going! Father him! Father him!"

Luo Yang and the two immediately carried Mu Yunyu on their backs.

The incident happened suddenly, everyone looked at Jiumu's body, and then fixed their eyes on the Yaohuang.

Mo Sheng waved his hands to the sky, a demon king was pulled down from the cloud, and he said calmly, "I just broke the seal, but it's too late to join forces with the demon king to plot against you."

The Demon King was shocked when he was caught, struggling and twisting, frightened by the formation of the immortals, he desperately explained: "It's not me! It's not me! I was imprisoned and sent here suddenly!"

Fuzun Shangxian yelled: "Then what's the matter with this sacred weapon! How many people have you killed to drive it!"

"I don't know! I don't know anything! My captor is..."

The Demon King's body shook, and his seven orifices bled to death.

"Yes... yes... Mu..."

Mu Yunyu fell to the ground, hugging Jiumu's body, his eyes glazed over.

"No change..."

"No change..."

"Nothing has changed..."

"Still dead..."

Mu Yunke cried helplessly: "Brother! Brother! Don't cry! I'll help you kill him!"

He drew out the long sword Yinyue from Mu Yunyu's body and stabbed the dead Demon King frantically. Blood spattered everywhere, his face was covered with a thick dark red, and the blood seeped into his eyes and mouth, making him very uncomfortable.

Feng Qiye only felt cold all over his body, completely sluggish, and forgot to escape. He suddenly covered his face with his hands, tears flowed from his fingers, slapped his face hard, and murmured: "I'm useless! I'm useless!"

As if that would ease the pain of not being able to rewrite the ending a little.

Suddenly there was an aura around him, slashing with ice-cold sword energy, Hu Qingjue blocked the sudden attack of the Demon Emperor.

There is a huge gap in strength between Wang and Huang, and they were caught with only three moves.

Feng Jiye was so heartbroken that he rushed to rescue Hu Qingjue, but was sent flying by Hu Qingjue's kick, and watched helplessly as the Demon Emperor opened the crack in space.

"Master!"

He rushed forward again, tightly hugging Hu Qingjue's legs, and refused to let go no matter how much he kicked.

There was chaos and bone-chilling coldness, all the crying and howling disappeared, and the eyes were bright again, and the grass grew thousands of miles away.

The hot and humid wind blew past, and it was too late to take care of the winter clothes like a stove.

As soon as Feng Yiye landed, he tightly grabbed Hu Qingjue's arm, stood in front of him on guard, and shouted at the unpredictable Mo Sheng: "You said you won't kill me! If you dare to hurt Master, I will definitely die in front of him!" In front of you!"

Mo Sheng took off his mask, his deep green eyes had a cold glint that only belonged to snakes, and said: "I said I won't kill you, but it's no wonder I'm taking the initiative to seek death!"

"I saved the Immortal Venerable! If I die in another way, it will be related to you! Even if the Immortal Venerable is resurrected, he will not treat it as if nothing happened!"

As if it touched the uneasiness in Mo Sheng's hidden heart, he said: "If you don't let go, I will cut off your hands, this is not considered killing."

Feng Jiye suddenly pulled out Xing Yuan and stuck it on his neck: "Try it!"

Hu Qingjue's eyes were full of strange and strange emotions, which calmed down for a moment, brushed away the blade an inch, and said deeply: "You go back first."

"No! No! He will kill you!"

"I am Kyuubi, it doesn't matter if I die once"

"No! It's not that easy to change lives! Unless you are willing from the heart! Otherwise, you will definitely fail! You can't be a test subject!"

Mo Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Would you like to change your life?"

Feng Yeye looked at him seriously: "Unless you are willing, you have a chance to succeed with a pious heart of prayer. Even if you kill the master, it will be useless! Don't worry about me lying to you, if you don't believe me, you can check the secrets! Your Excellency Demon King, you can tell if what I say is true or not! If you want to revive the Immortal Venerable, I have a way!"

He looked at Hu Qingjue calmly, leaned close to Mo Sheng's ear, and said in a very low voice.

"The soul of the immortal can be repaired, but it requires a lot of power, unless you are willing to descend from the demon king to the demon king, and then take the immortal to the Infernal Purgatory to collect materials to shape the Changfeng Sword. At that time, the immortal can transform into a sword spirit and live forever "

He compressed the things in his memory into thoughts, and pointed to Mo Sheng's eyebrows: "This is the only way I know."

Mo Sheng flipped through his memory for a moment, checked to see if it was true, and kept leaning forward and lowering his head, whispering softly: "You need to be willing to pray sincerely to change your life?"

"Um"

"In exchange, the emperor will tell you a secret, your soul is fused with the two lives of your master"

"!!!"

Mo Sheng had already torn apart the space and disappeared, Feng was struck by lightning this night, and his whole mind was like a storm passing through.

He said just now that my soul has two tails of Master?

How can it be!I have only known Master for less than three months!

Moreover, only the dead can change their lives!I have not died!

Feng fell into a huge mystery that night, he didn't see Hu Qingjue approaching, he didn't wake up until his forehead was covered with a warm palm, he suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and looked at him.

Calmly asked: "Master?"

"It's okay, let's go"

Feng Jiye was taken aback by Hu Qingjue's initiative to reach out his hand to hold her. After hesitating for a moment, he still stretched out his hand to respond, but was overwhelmed.

After a long time, Hu Qingjue, who was flying with his sword above Annihilation, said calmly, "What did you say to him?"

"nothing much!"

They are all things that he knew when he was a devil, and he can't reveal them even if he is killed, otherwise the image of a good boy will be gone!

Hu Qingjue stopped talking, he poked his head to look at him, and saw that his expression was colder than usual, and his evil thoughts began to stir again.

"Master, are you angry? Are you jealous?"

"Quiet!"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk, I won't talk~"

Under the clear blue sky, icy blue draws a long line of ice across the sky, Feng Yiye hugged the swordsman in front of him in the name of falling, and the physical and mental exhaustion of the past few days came together, unconsciously eyelids fight, and faint sleepy.

In the haze, it seemed as if someone was supporting him.

Forget it, let's go to sleep, there is only Master here, so he won't hurt me...