The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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For tens of thousands of years, this is the first time that Songming City has seen such a sneaky border crossing. Seeing that many mortals were shocked, Wen Yumian gritted his teeth, "Suspend the execution! The Four Cultivators obey orders! Swear to protect mortals to the death!"

At this time, a thunderbolt split the sky, and someone shouted, "There!"

Looking at the reputation, a black silhouette faintly appeared on the stone pillar in front of the White Jade Hall.

"Xie Changliu," Ji Ruchou held a grudge in his hand, his face was gloomy, "You still dare to come?"

Xie Yang tilted his head and smiled, "Jiang Shuyu still owes me his life, how can I make him forget it as soon as he says it."

As he spoke, he blinked at Jiang Miaomiao.

The latter understood immediately, took the opportunity to break free from Huangfu Zhou Zheng and ran up to the execution platform, but just as he was about to save someone, Ji Ruchou scolded him: "I can't stand a child! Drag him down!"

"Why let me go down! I won't go down!"

Jiang Miaomiao drew out his sword, and was about to fight them to the death, when he heard a deep voice, "Put the sword away."

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Shuyu in disbelief.

Jiang Shuyu stood upright on the stage, his whole body was nailed by golden nails as thick as fingers, bright red and sticky blood flowed all over the floor, and he almost lost his soul forever.

"Go down."

irrefutable.

Jiang Miaomiao put the sword back into its sheath in a fit of anger, and was held down by the monk Zhizhi who was chasing after him.

Xie Yang glanced at Jiang Shuyu with a dark face, and shouted to Shangxiu on the execution platform: "Listen, I didn't come to kill people today, I only want Jiang Shuyu! As long as I let him go, I will retreat immediately! "

Huangfuji got up and said: "This matter is absolutely impossible, domain master, Jiang Shuyu is the strongest sword cultivator in my cultivation world, if they join forces, there will never be a day of peace in the Three Realms."

Xie Yang frowned, "Why is it you again? Didn't you just beat your son up before, so why do you need to target me everywhere?"

Huangfu Hou jumped up violently, "Be clear, who beats whom?!"

Ji Ruchou: "Don't talk nonsense with him, this kid has a lot of bad water in his stomach, just fight him!"

After all, set an example and cut as soon as you fly.

The monks drew their swords and followed closely behind.

But Xie Yang dodged sideways, not intending to fight him.

Xie Yang hadn't returned to the Demon Realm since we parted last time. On the contrary, he was wandering around under the eyes of the Four Great Immortals, inquiring about Jiang Shuyu's news from time to time. It was Jiang Yingyue, who knew that the wanted person was right in front of her eyes. Whether you look at it or not, the magnanimous appearance seems to have just entertained an ordinary monk.

I don't know if it's because of his nervousness or because he simply doesn't take the rules of Xianmen seriously.

Ji Ruqiu seemed to realize that Xie Yang's target was Jiang Shuyu on the execution platform, he paused slightly, and the two happened to miss him.

Huangfu said anxiously: "Stop them!"

Xie Yang briskly dodged the monks, reached out with one hand, and pulled out a huge black red sword from the void. With the sword's hostility, he shook away a few puppets, and flew to Jiang Shuyu, looking at him covered in blood. His heart was extremely painful, but the hurtful words still came out unconsciously, "Master Jiang Immortal, didn't you insist on protecting them? Then who did you look like you are covered in blood and holes now?" ah?"

Between the lightning and the flint, Jiang Shuyu appeared quiet, and the sword wind immediately pierced the air between the two sides.

The golden pupils stared at Xie Yang, "I said, you are not allowed to come back."

Xie Yang was taken aback.

On the way, he envisioned the scene of the two reuniting countless times.

On the premise of being in love, Jiang Shuyu would definitely complain, get angry, and tell him to get out quickly... But he had calculated everything, but he never calculated that Jiang Shuyu would point his sword at him again.

In an instant, the already deliberate smile froze on his face.

The puppet monks who had been blown away by the rage made a comeback, Xie Yang threw out hundreds of evil spirits to block them, and the flames instantly engulfed countless puppets.

He yelled at the sky, "Qiuci An! Take these puppets of yours, or I will burn you all!"

After a while, the puppet monk really stopped moving before the fire grew.

Angrily, Xie Yang wanted to pull Jiang Shuyu's hand, but was cut by his sword again.

Xie Yang finally got angry, "Why can't you see clearly until now! Those people in the world you call just treat you as a blessing without money! Or the kind who come and go when they are called! Which one is worth it?" You put your life on the line!"

"I know, you always think I'm stupid," Jiang Shuyu's body was like a dead leaf, trembling in the cold wind, "They clearly treat me badly, why do they still protect them, sometimes even I will Think so... But do you know that in this world, there are too many stupid people like me, though they are born like ants, but they are not stingy to hold up a sky for others... If I also shrink back and the big tree collapses, Who is their shelter, what you see, and the world you feel nostalgic for... are all because of them."

The hustle and bustle gradually subsided, and the wind floated back and forth, as if there were only two voices.

"Heh... that's nice to say, but what about those moths? Those who pretend to be horses, those who bully others, and those who kill loyal people? Are you taking care of them too?!"

"Xie Yang," Jiang Shuyu said, "There are two choices in life, right and wrong, but to be innocent, and those who have done wrong things should pay the price for it."

Xie Yang sneered, "So that's why... so you killed me and paid for someone else's life?"