The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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Wen Yumian understood his intention - to relieve Songming City's responsibility with a high-sounding statement.Then he smiled meaningfully.

However, Songming City is no longer convincing, if it does not obey, it will be pushed to the target of public criticism.

In the end, he waved his folding fan and said in a calm manner: "Since Lord Qin and everyone else have this intention, then I, Songming City, will naturally be happy to accompany you."

At this time, there were several exclamations behind him.

Ji Ruqiu was the first to react, hugging Jiang Shuyu and not letting go, "Jiang Zhen! What are you doing!"

Jiang Shuyu held Qingjing tightly, stared at Xie Yang who was lying on the ground and said: "Changliu Mountain has the final say on Xie Changliu's matter."

"Jiang Zhen," Wen Yumian couldn't help saying angrily as the other three sects were watching, "What nonsense!"

After that, he grabbed Jiang Shuyu and dragged him aside.

Xie Yang shrank his body, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised——Master can't bear me.He sneaked in his thoughts.

"Jiang Shuyu!"

Jiang Shuyu was so anxious right now, he couldn't listen to anyone's words, he clenched the hilt of his sword stubbornly, and all he thought about was killing Xie Yang simply and simply.

"I can't let Changliu really do some medicine, even if I kill him now."

Seeing Xie Yang being held up by the four gates that were gradually surrounding him, selfishness gained the upper hand, he almost rushed up to snatch him regardless of morality.

Xie Yang's behavior was not as usual, he believed that he was suffering and could not speak.

"Listen to me," Wen Yumian had never seen Jiang Shuyu like this before, "If you want to save his whole body, you can't save Songming City!"

Seeing that Jiang Shuyu was shaken, he took advantage of the victory to chase after him and said, "Now "Erosion Abyss" has been stolen in Songming City, and the mountain guardian spirit beasts and monks have all died because of him. If you are against the other three schools, you are against the people of the world. You have been cultivating immortals since you were a child, and you managed to get your current status. Do you want to destroy it yourself! You pity Xie Changliu, aren’t the monks in Songming City and Yan Chun not pitiful! What should happen to the Phoenix Domain at that time! What should Mingcheng do!"

Jiang Shuyu was stunned.

What the hell is he doing?

Murder pays for life, so why don't you care how he pays for it?

Without a trace of emotion, the dull golden eyes swept Xie Yang's eyes lightly.

Xie Yang suddenly stopped struggling, his gaze hit the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't see into the hell from which he could never escape.

"I can't die yet, Auntie is still waiting for me..."

"Master, save me..."

"Just this time..."

He couldn't lie to himself.

Jiang Shuyu made the final decision, he slowly let go of the hand holding the sword, the Qingjing sword disappeared, and Wen Yumian heaved a sigh of relief.

Almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jiang Shanzhu has made great achievements in catching the traitor." Wen Yumian threw off the folding fan, let out a calm breath, and showed a friendly smile again, "Come here, send Jiang Shanzhu back to rest!"

In Qinse Island in the South China Sea, Xie Yang groaned in pain and depression.

"roll,"

it hurts...

"Go away!"

He hurts so much.

"Uh ah ah..."

When will such a day end?

Standing outside the cage, Ji Zhengyang used a porcelain bowl to catch the blood that was dripping down from Xie Yang's chest... When the white porcelain bowl was full, he pulled out the dagger that was half inside.

Blood was splashed, like treating an innocuous animal, he threw a piece of rags that had been used countless times and was already black to Xie Yang, and said sharply: "Be careful, these are not your things, don't waste them Already!"

After finishing speaking, the knife marks on Xie Yang's chest had grown back together, and he walked away with the bowl in his hand.

His whole body was bound by chains, and he was kept in a small iron cage. Blood was collected to different degrees every day, and Xie Yang's slightly opened mouth was abnormally bright red.

How long?

How long has he been stuck here?

In this hell-like purgatory on earth, he couldn't see a ray of light, and his eyes, which could barely be opened, were filled with scarlet. Xie Yang even wondered if it was because Ji Zhengyang and his gang burned his eyes with Liexie lava. reason.

Under the guise of helping the world and saving people, those monks used his flesh and blood to refine medicine. They were all noble and benevolent people, and his life was not worth mentioning.

The flesh was peeled off time and time again, and the bones grew again and again after the cramps were dug out. He lived in pain day after day, and his ears were filled with the gurgling of bones and blood in the darkness...

"I'm afraid..."

"Master, save me."

"Jiang Shuyu, I'm in so much pain..."

"The world is full of misery, and no one will treat you sincerely."

"He's back!"

"He won't come..."

Xie Yang gradually fell silent amidst hopeless expectations, and now the only thing that accompanied him was the past that was once regarded as torture in the spiritual sea.

"It's all his fault!"

"If it weren't for him, no one would have caught you!"

"He doesn't care about your hatred or hatred, he only cares about himself, before interests, he has never been sincere to you!"

Xie Yang didn't know how long it had been outside, he just felt that the time had passed as long as a lifetime, how many times he gritted his teeth, but hoped that a miracle would appear in the next moment.

Looking forward to more, he began to stop asking extravagantly, and his heart became cold and hard. The three-year master-student relationship gradually turned into an ice-free lake in the midst of unwillingness. , together with the occasional benevolent face that the man showed, fell apart under the scorching sun.

Under the daily struggle, become a real beast.