When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

The person in front of him smiled casually, but what he said was like a boulder falling from the top of the mountain, hitting Xie Zhiwei head and face.

Yan Yu is Chen Yu.

That youth of Xianxiu, who had a rough fate and amazing talents, finally became a bloodthirsty, cruel and vicious demon leader of the Demon Realm.

At this moment, Xie Zhiwei felt that the surrounding air seemed to be drained, and it was difficult to breathe, and there was a pain of suffocation.

He didn't know whether he should be heartbroken that Chen Yu had turned into Yan Yu, or should be amazed that Yan Yu was once Chen Yu.

The bloody sea waves slapped on the cliff not far away, splashing a burst of white foam, and the air was filled with the stench of dragon's blood.The young man in front of him was wearing a black robe, his brows were as sharp as a blade, and his eyes were as deep as the sea. He looked like a man not to be trifled with.

However, when the twilight shines on his face, you can also see the fine fluff, showing a bit of softness.

It's like a piece of white jade may be hidden under the dirtiest mud.

Xie Zhiwei claims to be Yan Yu's old enemy, but now he finds that he doesn't know him at all, but has been blindly hating him, and evaluates everything he does with the prejudice of seeing a devil.

He never knew that Yan Yu had such a past.

If it was Chen Yu who blackened the Fallen Demon under the persecution of the Immortal Wenyuan, he might be able to understand.

Of course, it's just understanding, not approval.

"Chen Yu, you used to be very good among young immortal cultivators."

There was silence, Xie Zhiwei spoke suddenly, no emotion could be heard in his flat tone.

"Back then, many of my friends regarded you as a model of cultivation, and many people admired you," he continued, "If you didn't enter the Demon Realm, you might be able to find a good position in the Baijia of Xianmen, and there would be many princes from aristocratic families willing Recommended for you."

After admitting that he was Chen Yu, Yan Yu noticed the shock on Xie Zhiwei's face, and stood beside him quietly, giving him enough time to digest the information.

He didn't expect the other party to speak suddenly at this moment, and actually said some compliments to himself.

Yan Yu was stunned when he heard the words, and then he looked at the serious expression on Xie Zhiwei's face, and chuckled lightly, emphasizing a cold fact.

"Heh, Xie Xianjun, you have to know that I am a demon, and there is no place for me in immortal cultivation."

Xie Zhi frowned slightly, and tried to reason, "Although the devil species has the disadvantage of being out of control, as long as you can restrain yourself well and don't make trouble or cause trouble, you might as well get a place in the hundred families of the immortal sect."

The more he talked, the more he felt that this method was feasible.

After all, people in the world are afraid of the devil seed mainly because the devil seed will threaten their own lives. If the devil seed loses its minions and becomes harmless to humans and animals, then there is no need for everyone to embarrass him.

"I heard that there is a kind of rope called a magic rope, which can..."

Seeing that he was talking vigorously, Yan Yu interrupted him directly.

"That's enough, Xie Zhiwei!" Yan Yu lowered his eyes, suppressing the black waves surging in his eyes, a mocking smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "I used to think you were stubborn, but I didn't expect your thoughts to be so naive."

He turned around, looking straight at Xie Zhiwei with dark and deep eyes.

The two lines of sight met and collided in mid-air, and no one gave way to the other.

"I used to want very simple, a warm home that can shelter me from wind and rain, and can keep me from being displaced."

"Later, I discovered that this is an extremely common thing for other people, but it is a luxury for the demon species."

"I expected, believed, and worked hard, but in the end I got hurt all over."

There was no anger or sadness in Yan Yu's eyes, only an impenetrable darkness like ink.

Xie Zhiwei felt a deathly calm from his tone, as if a winter snowstorm had blown, and the bone-chilling chill wiped out all life.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to comfort him.

However, Yan Yu didn't need his consolation, he pondered, and continued:

"People in the world are unpredictable, self-destructive, obedient people, can only be like birds in a cage, live under the fence, rely on others, and even have their pride trampled on at will."

"And what I want is to live in a blatant way."

"Of course." Speaking of this, Yan Yu paused, chuckled twice, and added, "Even if you become a bird in a cage, if there is someone who loves and protects you, then life can still be considered. It's a pity, I can't meet such a noble person, and even my own father in the previous life—Wenyuan Xianren—he just treats me like a tool."

Yan Yu's voice gradually became deep, with a desolate tone.

"It doesn't matter whether it's good or evil. No matter in the previous life or in this life, all I have is my own life and this power that can get out of control at any time. I can only fight a bloody way by myself."

He turned his head to look at the sea of ​​blood constantly surging under his feet, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual power in his hand turned into a blade, and flew towards the rippling sea at high speed, forcibly split the sea of ​​blood in half.

In the next moment, the sea of ​​blood merged again under the action of gravity, and merged into a complete piece.

A few drops of cold sea water splashed onto Xie Zhiwei's face, he blinked slightly, and flicked off the reddish drops of water on his eyelashes.

Before the split sea of ​​blood merged completely, Xie Zhiwei had a vague glimpse of two broken sea snake corpses in the crack.

It is estimated that the sea snake was nesting under the sea surface just now, trying to sneak attack them flying on the sea surface, and then it was split into two by the sensitive Yan Yu along with the sea water, and died.

Xie Zhiwei's mind was in a mess just now, and now his thoughts have been interrupted, and he doesn't know what to say.

For a moment, he actually regretted what he did in his previous life.

For a long time, under the teachings of his elders and the influence of the people around him, he has always regarded Yan Yu as a heinous criminal, thinking that the other party knows nothing but killing.

But today, when he learned that the other party was once the respected young Tianjiao Chen Yu, he suddenly realized that he was wrong.

Even the devil species has an extremely lively side.

When being hunted down by everyone, you will feel pain and confusion, when you are used by your loved ones, you will feel like a knife is twisted, when you find that there is no place for you in the world, you will be resolute and crazy, turn around without hesitation, and live proudly in your own way.

Thinking of Chen Yu's demeanor back then, Xie Zhiwei felt a pang of regret, as if seeing a piece of fine jade ruthlessly smashed to the floor.

With such a thought in mind, Xie Zhiwei unconsciously revealed a bit of pity and sympathy when he looked at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu frowned slightly, he didn't like this kind of look at the weak.

He is crazy, even if he is dead, he will pull people's backs, and he will never be a poor beggar.

Surrounded by layers upon layers of rushing waves.

Yan Yu lowered his eyes, turned his neck slightly, quietly avoided Xie Zhiwei's eyes, and asked about Xie Shi's condition.

"Ahem, what's going on with Xiaozhi? Isn't there too much danger?"

Xie Zhi calmed down a little, and replied categorically: "Fortunately, he entered the illusion of the small attic. He should be completing the test now, and there are no monsters nearby."

Yan Yu raised his hand and touched his chin, then continued to ask: "Then how did he complete the test? Do you have any clues?"

"I'm not sure about that," Xie Zhiwei said, "But when I left, he looked calm and calm. He should have a plan in mind, but he was more worried about your safety."

Hearing this, Yan Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

He is quite confident about Xie Shi's ability.

As the reincarnation of the Son of God, coupled with his own diligence and hard work, Xie Shi has shown amazing talents in many aspects such as cultivating immortals, refining weapons, alchemy, controlling beasts, and arrays. He is the best among his peers, and others cannot match.

Although Yan Yu is not sure whether Xie Shi will be able to get the inheritance of destiny in the end, he believes that this trip to the secret realm will definitely benefit Xie Shi a lot, and he will go further and become stronger on the journey of cultivating immortality.

"Although Xiaozhi's current cultivation is only at the Golden Core stage, it's a bit unsightly, but if Xiaolou's test is about solving puzzles in illusions, I think he will be able to pass the test perfectly." Yan Yu commented in this way.

Xie Zhiwei agreed with Yan Yu's judgment and nodded slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Yan Yu's mouth, and he said politely: "Xie Xianjun, I haven't finished dealing with the matter here. Next, Xie Shi will ask you to protect me."

Xie Zhiwei's mind froze, his eyes swept over the polite smile on Yan Yu's mouth, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

He asked: "Why? Didn't you just kill Immortal Wenyuan?"

Yan Yu turned his head slightly, his eyes crossed the wide sea, and landed on the cliff where Immortal Wen Yuan fell.

Xie Zhiwei followed his line of sight and looked over, only to see that the soft soil of the cliff still retained a mass of dark marks, as if someone had poured a basin of water on it.

He recalled the scene where Immortal Wenyuan was pierced through the heart by Yan Yu just now, and his body turned into ink. After thinking for a moment, he slightly opened his lips and said, "Could it be...he is not dead yet?"

Yan Yu shook his head, gently pulled the corners of his mouth upwards, with a half-smile, "It can't be said that he is not dead, it should be said that he is not completely dead."

Xie Zhiwei showed doubts.

Yan Yu didn't want to say more, and said flatly: "Anyway, it's okay, if I kill him a few more times, he will die completely."

Sensing the fierceness in Yan Yu's expression, Xie Zhiwei was shocked.

Although he knew Chen Yu's past and didn't sympathize with the immortal Wenyuan who was sought revenge by his parents and sons, he couldn't help reminding Yan Yu a few words: "If you kill your father, your karma will be aggravated. A more powerful Thunder Tribulation is ushering in. I know that you have your own reasons, but I still want to advise you not to act rashly and think more about the future."

Everything in the world has a cause and effect, and what immortals fear most in cultivation is karma.

If there are too many karmic obstacles, the inner demons will be entangled, and the cultivation base will not be able to make an inch. What's more, they will go crazy, lose their sanity, and destroy their cultivation base.

Xie Zhiwei knows that Yan Yuxiu is a devil, and Moxiu is not afraid of killing evil and indulges his desires.But mutilating blood relatives, the karma is too heavy, and it is unbearable for human beings.

Yan Yu understood this truth, but he had his own plan to kill Immortal Wenyuan.

But at the same time, he also realized that Xie Zhiwei reminded him out of good intentions, a little surprise appeared on his face, and he took a few fixed glances at the white-clothed immortal in front of him.

The other party was dressed in white clothes Shengxue, and his expression was indifferent and cold. It was hard to imagine that he would say caring words from his mouth.

Xie Zhiwei was embarrassed by Yan Yu's look. After all, he had always regarded Yan Yu as his old enemy, and being stared at by his old enemy like this made him uncomfortable everywhere.

Seeing that Yan Yu didn't reply for a long time, he frowned, flicked his sleeves lightly, and turned around to leave.

"You... I have confirmed your safety, and I have brought Xie Shi's words with me, so I will leave first."

Yan Yu recovered from the surprise, and called Xie Zhiwei from behind, "Hey, Xie Xianjun, don't rush away! Help me bring something for Xie Shi."

Xie Zhiwei's leaving figure stopped immediately, turned his head, and asked coldly, "What is it?"

A black bead was thrown from Yan Yu's hand, drawing a parabola in the air, and then Xie Zhiwei caught it firmly.

"This is……"

Xie Zhiwei squeezed the bead in his hand and looked it over carefully.

He found that the whole body of the bead was shiny and moist, reddish in the black, and contained the aura of Yan Yu.

Yan Yu introduced: "This bead is called Yunling Bead, and it contains a drop of my blood essence, which can protect the life of the owner at a critical moment. Please pass it on to Xie Shi for me, so that he can add more benefits to him in the secret realm." A guarantee of life."

Xie Zhiwei put away the Yun Lingzhu, his indifferent expression loosened.

He sighed and said with emotion: "You are kind to him."

Yan Yu didn't know why, but he still smiled and bid farewell to Xie Zhiwei with a good attitude: "Thank you very much."

Under the dark clouds and above the sea of ​​blood, Xie Zhiwei's figure slowly blurred and disappeared in midair.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he returned to the cloud palace, and then used this as a transit to appear in front of Xie Shi.

Xie Shi is smart and keen, and has completely solved the puzzle in the illusion at this moment, and is sitting cross-legged in the middle of the attic, meditating and adjusting his breath.

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