The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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The moon is huge tonight, and the earth is silvery white, just like the sword light.

Seeing that his head was about to be cut off, Jiang Yu turned his body slightly to the side, barely avoiding it.

"You stalking me?" he said.

His tone and expression were not unexpected, as if he had expected such a day.

Wen Yumian held the silver sword in his hand and thought, his body trembling like his voice: "You liar!"

Mingming had doubts, but still chose to believe that what Jiang Yu said was right, he was indeed a fool.

Jiang Yu laughed: "What am I doing, you came all this way just to scold me?"

"No," Wen Yumian raised his sword and pointed at him, gnashing his teeth, "I'll kill you."

Jiang Yu's smile froze on his face, he squinted his eyes and looked at Wen Yumian, as if he wanted to know whether what he said was true or not.

It was bitterly cold and windy.

After a while, Jiang Yu felt relieved, he spread his hands and said, "It's a pity, you treated my sister, I planned to let you go."

Shaking his shoulders and putting down the basket, he reached out and pulled out the newly washed ax from his waist, tilted his head and said, "It seems that you are shameless?"

Before the words were finished, Wen Yumian had launched a second attack. The swift and fierce sword wind galloped past, splitting the top of the willow tree behind Jiang Yu into two halves.

Jiang Yu took advantage of his strength to fly up, and smashed the gleaming ax hard, the snowflakes were pried up, and they were scattered everywhere.He was extremely vicious, but his tone was sad: "Be careful, you smashed my father's grave, you are so rude."

With his sight blocked by the snow, Wen Yumian had no choice but to back out first. He didn't understand what Jiang Yu meant, and a confused expression flashed across his face.

Jiang Yu: "Wen Yumian, you said I lied to you, but what did I lie to you?"

Wen Yumian didn't want to listen to his demagogic words anymore, but still said: "Kill people, make up nonsense to scare me, make me eat human flesh, and say it's not a lie!"

A thought flew like lightning, but unfortunately Jiang Yu was not so lucky this time, the blade cut a long gash on his neck, and the warm blood washed away the blood that had dried up on his face, but he didn't know the pain He wiped it away, and continued: "You Taoist priest is too unreasonable. I admit to killing people. Why have you ever made up nonsense?"

Wen Yumian chased after her: "You lied to me that your father beat you in exchange for my sympathy!"

Jiang Yu is a mortal, unable to fight and can only run.

"I'm not lying," he said back, "I just pinched some details, such as after my mother was beaten to death by them..."

Wen Yumian kept silent, she just wanted to catch him and let him tell the whole story.

Jiang Yu didn't think as much as he did. He recalled it like he was recalling a little ant that was crushed to death yesterday.

"I got the old man drunk and hanged him on the tree in front of my house."

Songming City is a snowy city, and no monks who came out of it have ever said that they are afraid of the cold, but Wen Yumian feels extremely cold at the moment, from head to toe, cold and numb, and he needs to pay attention to the road under his feet for fear of staggering I can no longer get up.

Jiang Yu stopped beside the willow tree, patted the dying branch and said: "He deserved to die, the broken skin is buried under here, look, he always says he loves my mother, I let him go down Accompanying her can't hinder you, can it?"

Wen Yumian: "What about the others?"

His voice was not very clear, Jiang Yu had to lean closer to listen: "What?"

"Where are the other people you killed!"

Grabbed by the collar, Wen Yumian yelled at him almost maniacally.

"Humph."

Jiang Yu sneered and said, "My benefactor, isn't it all in your belly?"

Whoever planted the cause, whoever participated in the beating, even if it was a broken tooth, let them swallow the evil fruit.

"But Jiang Feng is really a pity. Whoever made him recognize Axue, I can only let him die."

Beasts, demons, beasts are not as good as...

The nausea caused Wen Yumian's body to twitch, and he had no choice but to let go of his hand: "Jiang Yu, what are you..."

Relaxing the muscles of his shoulders and neck, Jiang Yu nodded slightly, as if thinking about it carefully. After a while, he suddenly laughed: "I am a person."

Like a child, like a poisonous snake.

He straightened his collar, and said slowly: "Wen Yumian, it was because of Axue before, I'm embarrassed to say it, but now that things have come to this point, let me advise you—don't try to be a fairy. You are a superior." Waiting for people, I can't understand the many hardships in the world. I have lived in Wenrou for most of my life. Do you know what a person is? Let me tell you, Wen Yumian, look away from your compassionate eyes. These greedy, cowardly, hypocritical The fickle ones are all dressed in human skin, but which one really has a heart, you... just a fool."

After finishing speaking, he put away his ax and was about to leave, but at this moment, Wen Yumian's horizontal sword, which he hadn't moved for a long time, blocked his way, but he didn't know that his hand had never left his waist, seeing that the situation was not good, he drew it again unsheathed.

Or the old way - run.

But this time, the lights of every house on both sides of the road were suddenly lit, and the doors were opened. Some with forks and knives, and some with axes, all rushed towards him...

"Come on, folks, while Daoist Wen is still here, let's take him down in one fell swoop!"

"Stop him!"

"Don't let him run away!"

Following the shouts, the bloody basket was kicked to the corner, and everyone surrounded Jiang Yu, forming a human wall, guarding against him, neither letting him approach nor letting him escape.

Wen Yumian walked slowly through the crowd, put the sword on Jiang Yu's neck: "Don't you never think about your sister when you do things?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Jiang Yu's smile became more and more wild, but his eyes stared at him fiercely: "Did it hit your sore spot?"

After capturing Jiang Yu, the villagers immediately decided to execute him to avoid future troubles.

Wen Yumian was supposed to be there during the execution, but for some reason, he couldn't bear it. After all, he had been with him for so long, and the image of sharing the same piece of sugar cake was still vivid in his memory—I thought that someone would finally be willing not to fight for money. He becomes a friend, but in the end he is still alone...

Jiang Yu is right, he still knows too little about "people".

Jiang Shuyu insisted on staying.

Xie Yang thought: "I have to watch my family members be executed, this person is really heartless."

There was a pang of sadness in his heart.

Xie Yang back then was not much different from Jiang Yu's situation now, so he could understand his feelings.Seeing the villagers dragging the half-drawn canopy and piled it under Jiang Yu's feet, and looking at the Jiang Xianshi who was watching coldly, he couldn't make it in the previous life, but he finally couldn't help it in this life, and asked in the identity of Bu Jiuliu: "Well, actually This Jiang Yu is quite pitiful, right? Without his father and this group of so-called 'relatives and friends', maybe he would have grown up completely differently..."

After waiting for a while, Jiang Shuyu didn't respond, so Xie Yang had no choice but to pretend to be stupid and pass by: "Oh, why are these people so troublesome? It's so cold that they have to start a fire, white knives go in and red knives come out..."

"Correct."

The sudden answer made Xie Yang startled: "What?"

"He is pitiful," Jiang Shuyu said, "It is also pathetic."

Human life is not worthless, he has never seen this so-called "uncle", and he is not too sad, he just thinks of Jiang Xue.

How will she get here from now on...

After the white smoke on the execution frame passed, the flames shot up into the sky, and an old nun was sent out from the crowd to chant scriptures to comfort the souls of the dead.

He doesn't regret it, not at all.

"Let's go," Xie Yang pushed Jiang Shuyu with both hands, "Don't blame yourself, go and see City Lord Wen."

"what!"

At this moment, there was a hoarse scream from the crowd, like an old waterwheel that had been weathered for years.

Xie Yang turned his head in response, and saw that the old nun who was chanting just now had turned into a burning man.