When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

puff!

The sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh sounded, and Yan Yu felt a piercing pain, and a fishy sweetness rose in his throat.

The next moment, he vomited a mouthful of blood, which sprinkled on the fair face of the person in front of him, like plum blossoms falling on the snow.

But the person in front of him just blinked his eyes lightly, shaking off the little drops of blood hanging from his eyelashes.The movement of his hands did not stop at all, and the long sword was sent forward a few inches, completely piercing through Yan Yu's heart.

He was only 25 years old in appearance, and he was a young monk, but he showed a calm demeanor of cultivation and power.

Naturally, Yan Yu, the demon king who was born with a demon seed, was his target of execution.

According to common sense, Yan Yu, who has profound spiritual power, shouldn't just lose like this.

But this young man is not an ordinary person, but the chief disciple of the Lingyun Sect. His cultivation talent is far beyond ordinary people, and his promotion speed can be said to be rapid.

The most important point is that he is a rare son of god in the cultivation world. His blood has the miraculous effect of suppressing the power of the demon, and he is the destined enemy of the demon Yan Yu.

Today, Yan Yu's defeat is set.

But there was a smile on his face that didn't match the situation.

The smile grew bigger and bigger, like a flower blooming on a corpse.

He dropped the saber in his hand, opened his hands, and hugged Xie Zhiwei tightly.And the long sword that pierced his heart also sank into his chest because of this movement, leaving only the hilt outside.

Xie Zhiwei was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately realized what he was going to do.

not good!This magician is about to explode!

Xie Zhiwei hurriedly backed away, but how could Yan Yu, who was burnt to death, let him get his wish.

Xie Zhiwei's body was tightly bound by his hands like iron chains.

It is the beginning of spring at this time, and the peach blossoms on the top of Yunyun Peak are scorching, and the falling petals are colorful.

If one ignores the blood and scorched earth around them, Yan Yu and Xie Zhiwei who embrace each other closely look like a pair of lingering lovers from a distance.

In the next moment, flames soaring into the sky burst out from Yan Yu's body, engulfing him and Xie Zhiwei.

The scorching air wave rushed towards Xie Zhiwei's handsome face, like a beast meeting a delicious prey, burning his hair, eyebrows, clothing and skin wantonly.

Everything in front of him turned into distorted colors, and there was the crackling sound of flames burning in his ears. The flames peeled off the flesh layer by layer, and the blood flowed out from the wound, evaporating into a blood mist.

As a person whose dantian blew himself up, Yan Yu's pain was no less than that of Xie Zhi.

But seeing Xie Zhiwei's miserable appearance at the moment, he still laughed heartily.

He hugged Xie Zhiwei even tighter, and with a smile, he whispered in his ear: "Xie Xianjun, I don't like being alone, so...will you die with me?"

In the midst of the fire, what Xie Zhiwei saw most clearly was the face of the person in front of him.

Yan Yu's complexion was as pale as paper, and his lips were extremely red due to blood stains. At this moment, the corners of his mouth curled up freely, and the smile on his face was crazy and decisive, like a ghost in the dark night

Under the dark eyebrows, there is a pair of dark eyes, which reflect the terrifying appearance of Xie Zhiwei's skin melting.

Xie Zhiwei knew in his heart that with this demon cultivator, he would not be able to survive.

When death was imminent, his heart calmed down instead.He opened his eyes wide, sharp as a knife, scanning Yan Yu's eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth inch by inch...

Xie Zhiwei earnestly imprinted Moxiu's appearance in his heart.He swears that if there is another life, even if he digs three feet into the ground, he will find out this demon cultivator, and then he will cut his body into pieces and avenge his death!

Jing Xu 50 years.

Xie Zhiwei, the son of God, travels and encounters Yan Yu, the demon king. After a desperate fight, both of them fall.

Since then, the fire on the top of Yunyun Peak has not been extinguished for a hundred years, and it shines in all directions as bright as day.

Some Taoists predicted that the demon king Yan Yu is still alive and will reappear in the world soon.

The world is in constant panic.

"Shen Xiuling! Where did you die, little bastard! Get out of here quickly!"

The roar of the middle-aged man echoed in the deep forest, startling the birds in the forest to fly away.

Eight-year-old Shen Xiuling, or Yan Yu, was lying down in the grass by the lake to rest, and the trees beside him perfectly shielded him from the hot afternoon sun and cast a shade.

A wild deer was lying near Yan Yu, but was awakened by the middle-aged man's angry voice, and fled into the depths of the woods in panic.

Yan Yu rubbed his eyes, turned over and sat up, and stretched slowly.

Thousands of years have passed since the first battle at Cloud's End Peak.

On that day, Yan Yu was prepared for his soul to fly away, but he never expected that when he opened his eyes again, he turned into a baby with the memories of his previous life.

This is really - great!

Yan Yu immediately made a dormant plan in his heart, first hide his strength and bide his time, and then make a comeback.

In this life, he was born in an ordinary couple's family. He was their only child, and his name was Shen Xiuling.

His mother was a mortal, and died of dystocia when she gave birth to him; his father was a monk with poor talent, who always practiced in closed doors, but at the age of one hundred, he was still wandering in the foundation building stage.

After Yan Yu's mother died, his father became more focused on cultivation, and directly took Yan Yu, who was still in his infancy, to find an isolated island in the sea to escape the world and practice.

Hearing Shen Yuanmin's shout, Yan Yu lazily got up from the ground, yawned, and walked towards the source of the sound, his movements were as fast as a turtle.

As they got closer, Shen Yuanmin sensed Yan Yu's aura, and with a flash, he teleported to Yan Yu's body, grabbed his immature arms and flew towards the top of the mountain.

"Hey, Dad, take it easy, I'm only eight years old!" Yan Yu yelled, "Don't break my arm!"

After reaching the top of the mountain, Shen Yuanmin jumped from the clouds and landed steadily.

He turned his head and found that Yan Yu was still on the auspicious cloud, so he asked, "Why don't you come down?"

Yan Yu looked at him speechlessly, then at the ground, and there was no movement for a long time.

Only then did Shen Yuanmin realize that his son was only eight years old, and he would fall to his death if he jumped from a high altitude.

He jumped onto Xiangyun again, and hugged Yan Yu who had small arms and legs.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Yan Yu asked his father, "What happened?"

He knew that Shen Yuanmin only had retreat and cultivation in his heart, and he must have something special to tell him after searching all over the mountains and plains for his son today.

Shen Yuanmin took Yan Yu's hand and walked towards the gazebo on the top of the mountain, saying: "For many years, you have lived alone in the mountains without a playmate by your side, so you must have been very lonely. But today, Dad found a younger brother for you. , he looks very cute, you will definitely like him."

Yan Yu took a deep look at his father.

As far as he knew, his mother had died a long time ago, and his father was a man, so it was impossible for him to have children.Therefore, the so-called "brother" must have been born to another woman with his father.

What he wants to see today is probably his stepmother and stepbrother.

He sighed in his heart and asked what love is in the world, but the old is gone and the new is coming.

Shen Yuanmin couldn't hear what he was saying in his heart, so he just warned him softly: "When I see my brother later, be polite and make a good impression on others."

Yan Yu nodded with a wooden face.

Sitting in the gazebo is a beautiful woman, wearing a water-blue brocade dress, with her black hair pulled up high.When she heard footsteps, she turned her head to look at the two of them, with a gentle smile on her face.

Yan Yu's gaze flicked over the beautiful woman's dignified face like a hibiscus, and landed on the meat ball held in her arms. He thought to himself: This is probably his "brother".

He let go of Shen Yuanmin's hand, took three steps at a time, came to the beautiful woman, and looked down at the baby in her arms.

The baby was white and fat, with a bulging face, like a steamed bun, but a small mouth, as red as a cherry.At this time, he was sleeping soundly, his eyes were closed until there were only two thin lines, and his mouth opened and closed, as if spitting bubbles in the water.

Yan Yu thought, his father was right, this kid looks cute.

Although it hasn't bloomed yet, it can be seen from the rudimentary appearance of his facial features that he must be a handsome son when he grows up.

"It seems that Xiuling likes Xiaozhi very much." Shen Yuanmin walked to Yan Yu's side, and rubbed his head with his hand.

Hearing this, the beautiful woman smiled softly.

"Xiaoshi?" Yan Yu muttered, looking up at Shen Yuanmin beside him, "Then his full name is Shen Shi?"

it hurts!

What responded to Yan Yu was his father's brain collapse.

"His name is Xie Shi!" Shen Yuanmin corrected with a straight face, he let out a long sigh, and said helplessly to the beautiful woman: "The dog is stupid, I hope Mrs. Xie Haihan."

The beautiful woman smiled, and said: "Young words are not taboo, it doesn't matter."

Yan Yu suddenly realized: Oh, so it's not my younger brother, but someone else's child.

Mo Xiu has always been cold-blooded and ruthless, and Yan Yu is no exception.He thought this child was his half-brother before, so he became a little more curious about it. Now that he has no blood relationship with him, he naturally lost interest.

He rubbed his brain-scratched forehead, casually glanced at Xie Shi's immature face, and re-commented in his heart: average appearance, barely readable.