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Everyone looked over,

Suddenly, there was another person in the hall.

The man sat loosely on the seat, leaning on the armrest with his right hand, his slender fingertips lightly touching his temples, his eyes of different colors were evil and dangerous, and his long legs overlapped casually.

And on his lap, someone was sitting astride with his back to them, also wearing a black robe, with loose black hair, revealing a little bit of snow-white back of the neck, no face could be seen.

Shen Yuan paused every word, every word was soaked with hatred.

"How dare you show up?"

At the same time, everyone hastily summoned the spiritual weapon and moved away from the seat in unison.

A large space was vacated neatly.

"My dear heart is still here, why don't you dare." Rong Yu pinched the chin of the person in his arms, leaned towards Shen Yuan, and said with a smile, "Xianzun, say hello to your senior brother."

Shen Yuan's pupils shook.

The one sitting on the devil's lap was actually... Junior brother!

how so!

Isn't Ayi in the secret realm? How could he fall into the hands of that devil!

Not only that, he also saw that the young man frowned slightly, his lips were red and broken, his neck had deep and shallow bite marks, and even his clothes were not the same as before.

It is easy to imagine what kind of torture the youth had suffered before.

Shen Yuan closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, there was a sharp sword light.

The Dragon Crying Sword transformed into a dragon shadow and let out an angry roar.

Everyone also showed their housekeeping skills and worked together like never before.

Rong Yu sneered, and while wrapping his arms around Ke Yi's waist, he raised his hand to block the combined blow.

He didn't even stand up, such freehand brushwork shocked the blushing monks on the left.

This demon seems to be... stronger.

They struggled more and more, stepping back step by step, and finally some people couldn't resist, and the spiritual weapon was blown to pieces.

All of a sudden there were explosions.

boom--

Some of the dozens of people vomited blood, and some were thrown against the wall and passed out.

Qiu Guyun huddled in the corner, letting a few disciples cover him.

"Send the spiritual news quickly!" he said anxiously!

What if the devil goes crazy and wants to kill everyone here!They can't stop him at all!

A disciple whispered: "Master, we can't send out the message."

"waste!"

Qiu Guyun lowered his voice and scolded, threw the spirit message stone, and injected a spirit power.

Lingxun Shi Hei was stunned, but there was still no response.

Qiu Guyun's forehead started to sweat. He wanted to inform the elders and disciples of Tianyi Sect to help him, but why couldn't he send out the spiritual news!

There were also people around who discovered this situation, and there was so much commotion here that even the disciples of Xuanguangzong didn't come to inquire about the situation.

"My God, what is that!"

Someone exclaimed, Qiu Guyun looked around, the demon stood up at some point, with an unknown red thread wrapped around his fingertips, the red thread flew over as if alive, and plunged into a person's body.

Where there is No.1, there is the second, the third...

Quite a few people had spirit weapons to escape into the void, and some people opened a small teleportation array, but it didn't work, and they could only watch the red thread plunge into their bodies.

Someone recognized this thing, it was Dang Daming's spiritual weapon, but it was refined by this person, they had already experienced the power of this thing during the Yancheng battle, it would absorb spiritual energy and suck people dry.

After the chaos, all the monks who came to the hearing had red threads attached to their hearts, and the other end of the red thread was wrapped around Rong Yu's fingertips.

"What the hell is this."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, let me go."

Rong Yu glanced at Ke Yi who was placed on the chair by him, and pulled one of the thin red threads.

"Why did you come to the hearing?"

The man mechanically said: "Because Xuanguangzong has a lot of good things, through the hearing, maybe we can blackmail back the high-quality spiritual weapon."

As soon as the words fell, the man covered his mouth in horror.

How could I speak out what was in my heart!

In the next second, he screamed, his whole body convulsed and turned into a blood corpse.

Rong Yu didn't even look at him, and pulled the second red thread.

The second person replied mechanically: "To kill the devil, for the sake of the common people!"

Everyone thought that the monk in black was gone, and he felt the same way, so he cursed at the top of his voice.

As a result, Rong Yu didn't even lift his eyelids, and gently touched the third red line.

Everyone was shocked, what was going on, the scolding was let go instead.

The third person is Wang Zhi, the one who forced Xuan Guangzong to hand over Ke Yi at the head succession ceremony.

He was so scared that he shivered, but he had no choice but to explain the reason for coming to Xuanguangzong.

The first half was his selfishness, he wanted to get a higher status in the sect if he could accomplish this, but the second half changed his tone.

"Ningguang Immortal Venerable is so good-looking, if you can touch him twice, you can crush him..."

Before he could finish speaking, his head exploded and shattered into pieces.

The whole hall was silent.

Rong Yu didn't hide the hostility in his eyes at all, making Wang Zhi explode into a puddle of blood.

Qiu Guyun was the fourth. He was sprayed all over his face by Wang Zhi's blood, and his beard was covered with unidentified lumps of flesh. When he saw Rong Yu looking over, he fell to his knees in fright.

"My lord, your lord has a large number of people, so go around me, I... I am willing to follow the example of dogs and horses..."

His throat stuck, and the conversation changed later.

"Haha, Xuanguangzong has such a big scandal, and the future must be my Tianyimen's world. That Ningguang Immortal Venerable is really thick-skinned, and he will not commit suicide when his innocence is gone, but making a fuss about him will definitely hit Xuanguang severely. Guangzong, I must find an opportunity to search for the soul of Immortal Venerable Guang in the hearing later..."

Everyone was shocked, Qiu Guyun had a tolerant and compassionate face in Xianmeng, but he didn't expect that behind his back he was a villain!

Qiu Guyun chattered endlessly, but his heart was also extremely desperate.

It's over, it's over, the image he has built up with great difficulty is ruined, how will he behave in the future.

Rong Yu told him with actions that he really didn't need to be a human anymore.

Flames ignited in his arms, and his skin was scorched black in an instant. He rolled all over the ground, opened his mouth wide but couldn't hear a sound.

Help, help!

Everyone moved their positions silently, away from Qiu Guyun.

Five or six times later, someone has already found the pattern.

As long as it is said that it is for the sake of the common people in the world, and maintains goodwill towards Xuanguangzong, especially Ningguang Immortal Venerable, it will be able to survive, no matter how outrageously scolding that devil is, it will be able to survive.

But if it is for selfish desires, it will become a blood corpse, and if it has any dirty thoughts about Ningguang Immortal Venerable, it will die even worse.

The head of the Tianyi Sect is still burning in the corner.

But what is the reason for this? Could it be that this devil wants to select someone who is selfless and able to take on great responsibilities for them?

It's outrageous to hear.

After everyone finished asking, the number of surviving sixteen monks dropped sharply to four. The faces of the four lucky ones were numb, and they were forced to listen to the obscenities.

On weekdays, friends of immortals come and go, talking about the Dao and common people, but their hearts are so dirty.

Knowing the face but not the heart.

Rong Yu retracted the red thread, walked to Ke Yi step by step, and hugged him on his lap.

His master heard those words.

He leaned close to Xiao Qiao's ear and said softly: "Master, listen, these are the elders and heads of your cultivation world, how filthy they are."

Koy's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Are you thinking, you obviously did nothing wrong, I forced you, and you have never succumbed to me, and even summoned the world of cultivating immortals to surround and kill me, so arrogant, in the mouths of these people, but became a sinner."

Rong Yu condemned every word, "They all want you to die to prove your innocence, so as to fulfill their monk's reputation."

"How ridiculous."

Looking into Koy's dark eyes, he suddenly sneered, "Are you trying to say that you don't care.

"But I care."

Rong Yu pinched Ke Yi's chin and repeated it in a violent tone, "I care."

"Today's situation is more like being thrown into the soul-destroying array by you back then."

Was it his fault that Ye Ming's remnant soul was contaminated?Why does Master have to kill all of them so as not to give him a chance.

There is no difference between Master and these pious people.

After going through this kind of thing, will Master understand him a little bit?

Will not.

He really shouldn't be too kind to Master.

At this time, behind Rong Yu, the ripples in the space trembled, and the golden dragon shadow suddenly roared out.

Shen Yuan holds the sword, the sword ring on the back lights up, and his cultivation in the middle stage of Mahayana has risen to the extreme!

He kept holding back and didn't do anything, just waiting until the devil relaxed his vigilance.

The second reason is that he thought that only a few people had opinions on Koy, but he didn't expect so many people to have evil intentions.

Those who dare to talk about Ai behind their backs deserve to die.

Taking advantage of the devil's sudden relaxation of vigilance, in just one more second, Long Ming would pierce the heart of the devil, killing him in ashes.

However, seeing the devil put his fingertips on Ke Yi's neck, Shen Yuan's soaring spiritual power stagnated instantly.

Rong Yu didn't look back, but sniffed the fragrance of Ke Yi's hair, "Why don't you continue."

Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, the retrograde caused by the forced stagnation of spiritual power made his mouth full of blood.

Coy was in his hands, and he was threatening himself.

The sword ring gradually extinguished, Shen Yuan returned to the original position, his throat sweetened, and he swallowed blood abruptly.

Brother!

Koy opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth but no sound came out.

He couldn't move, like a puppet, he could only be held by Rong Yu.

Rong Yu said leisurely: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Master Shen's swordsmanship has improved again, and he can retract and release freely. I respect him."

Shen Yuan endured the burning pain, "Don't hurt him."

"It wouldn't be a pity for this deity to crush such a naughty little thing to death."

Koy's neck was gently grabbed by the demon, but as long as he tried harder, the fragile bones would be broken.

Shen Yuan's eyes widened, "What do you want?"

"I don't like your Dragon Crying Sword. I'll be happier if Master Shen broke it. Maybe I won't kill Ningguang Immortal Venerable."

Rong Yu said it lightly, but everyone on the other side was shocked.

Letting a sword repairer break one's own natal sword is tantamount to pumping a person's spine, how vicious it is!

Ke Yi's expression also changed, his fingertips trembled slightly, his eyes looking at Rong Yu were filled with hatred, which gradually turned into pleading.

Rong Yu was indifferent.

With Master's appearance, if he was asked to do all the things he just did here, he would agree.

But he has let Shen Yuan off too many times, this time, he will not listen to Master.

"Is Master Shen unwilling?"

The lazy and casual voice sounded again, Shen Yuan clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, the veins on his forehead popped up, and his anger surged.

As soon as Long Ming stopped, his cultivation base and combat power would drop significantly.

Could it be that if he folded Long Ming, the devil wouldn't hurt Ke Yi?If he doesn't agree, is he really willing to kill Ayi?

There is no guarantee of this at all.

But does Shen Yuan dare to bet?

He dare not.

Not at all.

"You promise not to hurt him." Shen Yuan raised his eyes, which were filled with terrifying bloodshot eyes.

"of course."

He glanced at Ke Yi. From this direction, he could only see the back of Ke Yi.

Ay couldn't move.

Shen Yuan was even a little fortunate that Ayi couldn't see him folding the sword,

Touching the cold sword with his fingertips, Long Ming shook slightly and let out a sad sword sound.

It already knows its destiny.

Shen Yuan caressed the sword, and the majestic spiritual power poured into it in an instant, the Longming Sword vibrated more violently, and Shen Yuan's face became paler.

With a desolate dragon roar, Longming broke completely.

Shen Yuan couldn't stand upright, knelt down on one knee and covered his chest with a mouthful of blood spurting out.

At the same time, the remaining four people could feel that his realm was constantly falling.

The middle stage of Mahayana, the early stage, the peak of the combined stage, the late stage, the middle stage, the early stage...

The later stage of cultivation is as difficult as ascending to the sky. It takes hundreds of years to go to a small stage, but Shen Yuan has dropped a whole big stage!

The natal sword of a sword cultivator is so important, I am afraid that it will be difficult to improve after the foundation is damaged.

Rong Yu narrowed his eyes, a drop of cold liquid suddenly dripped onto the back of his hand.

He lowered his head, slightly taken aback.

Coy cried.

Rong Yu has seen many people cry, but she has never seen anyone who can cry so quietly.

Tears rolled down like beads, but if you covered his eyes, no one would think he was crying.

It seems only the eyes are sad.

But so sad.

Rong Yu caressed Ke Yi's cheek, wiped away tears, and suddenly released the control of Ke Yi, wanting to hear what he would say to her.

Scold him for hating his words?Or run over to find Shen Yuan.

But Coy didn't move, didn't say a word, didn't look back.

He seems to live in his own world, and has nothing to do with others.

With a wave of his sleeves, Rong Yu took Ke Yi and Shen Yuan away.

Front Hall of the Devil's Palace

Shen Yuan was thrown on the ground, his blue clothes were stained with blood, his face was as pale as paper, his neck was covered with veins, and his fingertips were grasping the ground with all his strength, without even knowing that his nails were sticking out.

Rong Yu ordered lightly, "Put him in the dungeon."

"Yes."

Two clouds of black mist appeared immediately, and they turned into two magic soldiers on the ground, dragging Shen Yuan out with each arm.

Shen Yuan let the demon soldiers drag him roughly, raised his head and said hoarsely: "You will regret it."

"It's not your turn to teach me."

Rong Yu hugged Ke Yi, walked quickly to the bedroom, and threw Ke Yi on the bed.

"Why don't you plead for your senior brother." Rong Yu looked down at Ke Yi from above, "Please be nice to him, please don't let him die."

Koy lay there like a puppet with its strings broken, as if he didn't hear it.

Rong Yu's head hurt again, and he directly lifted Ke Yi by the collar, "Why don't you talk, if you don't ask me, you can scold me, scold me for being an asshole, scold me to death, talk!"

Ke Yi rolled his eyes slightly, leaned his neck back, looked at the angry Rong Yu and suddenly laughed.

"What am I begging you to do, will you let Shen Yuan die?"

"You will not."

As soon as Rong Yu let go of his fingers, Ke Yi fell back on the bed, his black hair was disheveled, he laughed louder and louder, his eyes filled with tears, and he retched uncontrollably.

Why did it become like this, the sect was humiliated because of him, and the senior brother killed himself because of him...

Rong Yu closed his eyes, grabbed Ke Yi's throat, stuffed him with a warming pill, and turned to leave.

The black magic pattern climbed up the back of his hand, and was pressed down by him again.

He wasn't as relaxed as he showed, at this moment, it was like a red-hot iron rod was inserted into the sea of ​​consciousness. If it was any other person, no matter how strong his will was, he would explode himself to seek relief.

He was besieged and slaughtered by the entire world of cultivating immortals during the weak period of his soul. Although Rong Yu survived, his soul was shattered more and more.

It was already a great miracle that he could come out of the soul-destroying formation and gather his soul again.

There has never been such a precedent.

Rong Yu teleported to the underground palace, where there was a cold pool that could help restore the soul, he walked into the cold pool step by step, and ice crystals formed in his hair immediately.

The bone-piercing chill penetrated deep into the bone marrow, confronting a sea of ​​flames in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, entangled and fighting.

Rong Yu lowered his eyes, bearing the pain expressionlessly.

Maybe, he didn't have much time.

After Rong Yu finished repairing his soul, three days later, he returned to the Demon Palace, and there was a Demon General waiting in the front hall.

"Meet the Lord."

The voice of the demon general was full of excitement, the lord went to Xuanguangzong to bring Ningguang Immortal Venerable back, this was a slap in the face of those pretentious monks.

So what's the next step? Is it to wave down and completely unify the two ways of immortals and demons!

"Pass down the order..."

The demon general lowered his head excitedly.

"Three days later, this deity is going to marry Ningguang Xianzun, and all the demon lords and the great masters of the Xianmen must come to congratulate."

Magic general:! ! !

He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, he hesitated for a moment, then the pressure on his shoulders suddenly increased, and he quickly bowed deeply.

"Yes!"

In the dormitory, Ke Yi was fed a pill by the puppet, and frowned bitterly.

He was weak: [Rong Yu's revenge is really strong, did he deliberately make me take such a bitter pill, so why can't I switch to a sweet one? 】

Rong Yu disappeared for three days, and there was an extra doll in the bedroom.

The puppet can't speak and has no face. Apart from watching over him, it can only mechanically feed him pills at a certain time. After taking it for three days, he can't stand the smell, but the desire to vomit is much less.

【What the hell is this? 】

33: [Baotai Pill. 】

Coy: […]

He lay down on the bed, touched his stomach, and was very worried.

[I won't really want to give birth to him, he seems to be a little older...]

33 said coolly: [That's not very good. Didn't you say that you have to experience every flavor in the world? The taste of giving birth is a rare experience. You also said that your acting skills have improved so much and you want to become a movie star in the modern world. Not exactly. 】

Ke Yi said angrily: 【Which movie star will play the scene of giving birth! 】

[Rong Yu is here, adjust your expression. 】

Koy gritted his teeth, and instantly switched to a look that would make life worse than death.

As soon as Rong Yu came in, the puppet saluted dully, and went to the corner to face the wall and think about it.

Hearing the movement, Ke Yi slowly opened his eyes and closed them again, allowing Rong Yu to pull him into his arms.

It was an embrace soaked in the cold, and he shivered subconsciously.

Rong Yu gently rubbed the back of Ke Yi's neck, and it took a long time before he said: "Master, let's get married."

He waited for a while, but didn't hear any reaction from the person in his arms, so he held Koy's little face in his hands.

Indifferent, without even anger and surprise, like a continuous desert, and like dust after everything has been burned.

"You say a word, and I will take you to see your senior brother."

Coy looked at him intently, his lips parted slightly.

"roll."

Rong Yu smiled, kissed Ke Yi's lips, "You're so good, I'll take you there right away."

"Where's the child?" He rubbed his lower abdomen, "Is he good in the past few days when I'm not here? Did he make trouble with you?"

Unable to hear Ke Yi's answer, he knelt down and whispered softly against the young man's belly: "If your father won't tell me, then I'll ask you if you have troubled your father."

"No, you're so good. Then I can't torment your father."

Rong Yu raised his head, met Ke Yi's eyes like looking at a madman, smiled, picked him up and teleported to the dungeon.

The smell of cold and damp hits the face.

In the dark prison cell, the young man in blue sat cross-legged, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale, thin, and the corners of his lips were chapped due to lack of water.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, saw Ke Yi in Rong Yu's arms, immediately stood up and held onto the railing, but was bounced back a few steps by the ban on the railing.

"Put me down."

Rong Yu's eyes darkened, but she still let go.

As soon as he landed, Koy staggered a step, walked over quickly, and stood in front of the railing.

The two looked at each other, and both could see the haggardness of the other, so neither of them spoke first.

It was Shen Yuan who spoke first, "Your leg...he didn't hurt you, did he?"

Coy shook his head, "No."

It's just that it hasn't moved for a long time, and it's a little sore.

Then there was another long silence.

Things have developed to such a point that any words seem pale and powerless.

After a long time, Ke Yi said in a low voice, "Brother."

"Ah."

"I really hope that you are not my brother."

Shen Yuan smiled, "But there is no way, I am your senior brother."

Ke Yi's shoulders sank, and Rong Yu hugged him into his arms.

"Three months later, the deity will be married to the immortal, and the master Shen will be invited to watch the ceremony at that time."

Shen Yuan took a breath, showing anger.

"Are you going to kill him?"

Rong Yu kissed Ke Yi's cheek, and said in a tender tone, "I like Xian Zun so much, how could I force him to death."

"I dreamed that he would marry me"

He whispered to Coy: "Okay, people have seen it, let's go."

The dungeon returned to dead silence.

Shen Yuan clenched his fists, pain flashed past, and suddenly he felt something.

The spirit bag hanging around his waist suddenly flew into Rong Yu's hand.

Rong Yu clenched her hands tightly and narrowed her eyes.

He just recognized it, this is the spirit pouch that the master has been using, hanging on Shen Yuan's waist is really an eyesore.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Shen Yuan's hoarse voice came from behind him.

"What kind of enmity does Ayi have with you? Why don't you let him go?"

"who are you."