This demon slayer is broken!

However, He Zizhuo's sword was thrown away.

It was a familiar-looking stick that lifted the Dingxie sword.

"Wu Ye." He frowned. After fighting for such a long time, the anger in his heart not only did not decrease, but became more and more intense.

Rather than saying anger, it would be better to say confused.

Yan Shuoqing's last hope of living was destroyed in front of him.

He didn't even know what expression he would use to face Yan Shuoqing again.

He Zizhuo knew in his heart that even if he killed this person, the spirit weapon would never be taken back.

Not to mention that Yan Shuoqing didn't have time to refine it again, the He family's blood in his body was simply not enough.

Although the He family's blood in his body was not damaged in the previous refining, it would not know how long it would take for it to return to its original state.He even wanted to suppress the blood of the Mu family so that it would not affect the recovery of the blood of the He family.

A man whom he hadn't seen for a long time stood next to the man in black, confronting him with a stick.

If Wu Ye wanted to help the man in black, plus the interference of the spirit devouring.He would definitely not be able to kill the man in black today.

"Long time no see. Master He." He Zizhuo didn't move, and Wu Ye maintained the movement of blocking the evil sword just now, and greeted him.

He Zizhuo knew that his strength increased much faster than ordinary people during the Demon Elimination Competition, and later confirmed that he could absorb demon crystals to improve his strength.Now that we meet again, Wu Ye probably has reached the same level as he was before entering the Netherworld.

But before He Zizhuo asked why he appeared here, Wu Ye had already looked at the man in black.

"Is this what you're trying to do without telling me?"

"I..." The black-robed man obviously had a guilty conscience, "Why did you come here?"

"If I don't come, do I have to be kept a secret from you?" Wu Ye put down the stick pointed at He Zizhuo, "You said that Yan Shuoqing is a half-demon, that he is an undercover agent arranged by Xilingyu on the human side. He also said that he has committed countless crimes and has no pardon. I believe them all."

He glanced at He Zizhuo.

"But." The topic changed, "I really didn't expect that you were the one who colluded with foreigners."

The man in black reached out and grabbed his hand: "Wu Ye, don't..."

But Wu Ye threw him away, took two steps back and approached He Zizhuo, raised his hand and pointed at him with a stick: "The mud monsters active in all parts of human society have completely disappeared these few days."

"What do you mean?" He Zizhuo couldn't understand the current situation.Was Wu Ye on his side?

"You colluded with monsters and secretly killed various casual cultivators to absorb spiritual power. Three years ago, you even did not hesitate to kill the entire Liu family to repair your demon-destroying weapon." Wu Ye continued, "I really believed you wrong. "

"Who told you this! No!"

The man in black took a step forward to explain, but Wu Ye didn't even give him a chance to speak, and directly used his spiritual power to attack.

"Master He. I'm really sorry about this incident." He said to He Zizhuo while attacking, "I misunderstood Yan Shao...Shuo Qing. As an atonement, I will drag this person for you. You can't do it either Spend it here."

"..." He Zizhuo turned around and glanced at Xue Mingyan, who was no longer paying attention to preparing for support all the time, and had already relaxed a little.

The latter nodded to him.

Yan Shuoqing's five senses were lost again, and the speed was much faster than before. This time, even the sense of touch was almost completely lost.

Xue Mingyan simply cast a spell to make him fall asleep, and now he can delay it for a while.

When He Zizhuo moved to their side, his eyes were full of confusion.

He didn't dare to look at Yan Shuoqing before, because he was afraid.

Even though Yan Shuoqing had fallen asleep now, when he saw him, his heart almost tugged together.

The last hope is gone.What he desperately wants to pursue, what he wants to redeem.Never had a chance to finish.

He squatted down, gently stroked Yan Shuoqing's face, breathing very lightly, and his eyes became a little sour.

Killing the man in black was of no avail.

What the hell should he do.

"The Nether Realm." He seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw suddenly, "The time there is almost suspended! Let me go to the Nether Realm to practice... and practice again..."

He couldn't say anything after that.Apparently the infeasibility of this matter has been discovered.

Not to mention that ordinary people in the Netherworld are not allowed to enter for the second time, even if they have a way to let He Zizhuo enter for the second time to ensure that his body will not be destroyed.He also has no materials for refining spirit weapons.

There are only monsters in the Netherworld, and they are all fake monsters that are only used to improve their strength.Materials must be found in the real world, and in the real world, time cannot be suspended.

"Let Ren Anzhou." He Zizhuo's eyes lit up again, "Let Ren Anzhou suspend his time, let's go..."

"Be sober." Xue Mingyan couldn't bear to let He Zizhuo be filled with false hopes, "Yan Shuoqing's body, not to mention the power of time, even a trace of spiritual power may directly destroy him."

"Ah. That's it." He Zizhuo, who deliberately ignored this point, seemed to be forcibly pulled out of his dream, and his whole body became gloomy again, "Then what should I do?"

Then what should I do, I can't just do nothing and watch Yan Shuoqing die.

He slumped on the ground, not even daring to use too much strength to hug Yan Shuoqing in his arms.

Xue Mingyan had never seen such a He Zizhuo.

Even when he brought Yan Shuoqing to see him, he was not so desperate.

A half-demon is a species cursed by the heavens.

So if a half-demon falls in love with a human being, there must be no happy ending, right?

He suddenly laughed under his breath.

God.It's ridiculous.

Having laughed enough, he walked to He Zizhuo and squatted down slowly: "Are you just giving up like this?"

The way he smiles is really pretty, that's what Xue Mingyan really looks like after removing all the alienation.

He Zizhuo's eyes were dim, and there was no fluctuation at all.

It was the look of death.

"Actually." He took a deep breath, trying to make his tone as relaxed as possible, "There is another way."

And that was basically the last way to break Yan Shuoqing's deadlock.

He Zizhuo finally reacted when he heard this sentence, he moved his head stiffly.

"What..." Suddenly began to slowly become excited, "Really, senior?!"

He grabbed Xue Mingyan's hand very hard, as if he wanted to hold his last hope tightly.

"En." Xue Mingyan nodded, "However, I need you to do one thing first."

As he spoke, he took his hand out of He Zizhuo's hand, lifted up and unbuttoned the top buttons of his clothes.

The neat and abstinent clothes he was wearing were slowly opened by him, revealing the pale skin inside.

Xue Mingyan's movements were not slow, and after unbuttoning, he ripped off the left half of his clothes with a bit of brusqueness.

The well-shaped collarbone was completely exposed in front of He Zizhuo.

"Give me a plant, the exclusive spirit seal of your family."

He Zizhuo didn't know what he wanted to do by doing this, but he nodded blankly.

Now even if Xue Mingyan asks him to kill someone, he can do it, let alone planting a spiritual seal on him.

If Yan Shuoqing could be saved by taking half of the damage for him in the future, he felt that the price was too small.

He Zizhuo slowly put down Yan Shuoqing in his arms, and moved to Xue Mingyan's side.

He opened his mouth and licked his collarbone.

The whole body of the person who has closed his eyes is frozen.

But he also knew that what the He family, the developer of the spirit seal, wanted was to plant it on the bed without anyone noticing it, so this kind of step is absolutely indispensable.

It wasn't until He Zizhuo left and his breath stopped spraying on his neck that Xue Mingyan opened his eyes and probed the planted spirit seal with spiritual power.

That's right.

It is indeed similar to the spirit seal that he wiped off with his own hands many years ago.Except for the spiritual power of He Mingyin in the spiritual seal at that time, it made him feel closer.

If there is no malice, will you bear half the pain?

Xue Mingyan didn't even hesitate, his right hand directly mobilized spiritual power, and slashed heavily towards the middle of the forearm of his left hand.

The precision of the force control is just enough to break the bones.

With one blow, the spiritual power penetrates between the flesh and blood.

Pain is instantly reflected in the brain.

He Zizhuo looked at him in disbelief, the sudden pain made him reach out and cover his left arm.

"Sure enough..." Xue Mingyan's own hands were already black and blue, and when he looked at He Zizhuo's arm, there was no change there.

But the pain is real.

"That's great." He healed the injury on his arm in an instant, so that He Zizhuo no longer suffered from inexplicable pain.

Then he directly erased the not-so-deep spiritual imprint planted on the collarbone.

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I want to really confirm. Thank you very much." Xue Mingyan smiled at the confused He Zizhuo, "I seem to know something."

Although it is no longer necessary, he still cares about it.

At least in the end, he wasn't kept in the dark.

"Then now." He stood up and looked at Yan Shuoqing who was lying on the ground, "Let me help you revive him."

"What should I do?" He Zizhuo also struggled to stand up, although the pain had disappeared, he did not let go of his right hand covering his forearm.

"It's actually very simple." Xue Mingyan smiled, and a layer of gleam slowly emerged from his body.

Those shimmering lights began to leave his body, gathering in front of him continuously.

Slowly formed a solid sphere from a rudiment.

This volatility is all too familiar.He Zizhuo knew what it was almost the first time it appeared.

"Senior." The words came to his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

He knew that Xue Mingyan had no such obligation to pay.But refuse?Make him give up Yan Shuoqing's life?

"It's okay." Xue Mingyan knew his hesitation, "I promised him that I would try my best to help you. What's more."

He held the spherical spiritual weapon in his hand, and there was light floating in it, as if thousands of stars gathered together.

"I've lived for too long, and I don't think it's interesting." It's too long, but Xue Mingyan has only lived more than ten years longer than the usual half-demon.

This was just an excuse, He Zizhuo knew it, but he didn't say anything.

Xue Mingyan looked at him and smiled, then slowly pushed the spiritual weapon into Yan Shuoqing's body.

The body of the sleeping person floated a certain height from the ground because of the spirit weapon.

"Senior!" He Zizhuo supported Xue Mingyan, who instantly softened his body.

"You little brat, let him go!"

He Mingyin's voice was very recognizable. At the same time as the voice sounded, his figure pierced through the clouds and cut through the space like a bullet, and came directly to Xue Mingyan's side.

The moment he hugged Xue Mingyan, he slapped He Zizhuo's hand away, and gave him an imposing look.

"Uncle." He Zizhuo took a step back.

"Fucking, there is no nephew like you." He turned his head away from He Zizhuo, and kept saying, "To deceive the master and destroy the ancestors to cross the river and tear down the bridge."

Xue Mingyan obviously didn't expect things to develop like this.

The person he hadn't seen for more than ten years, unexpectedly appeared in front of his eyes again at the last moment of his life.

"Don't put on a stupid look that you have no regrets in this life." He Mingyin tightly hugged Xue Mingyan's hand, "This kind of expression doesn't suit you at all."

"Smell of smoke. Smell of alcohol." Xue Mingyan chuckled, reaching out to stroke his messy beard, "You shouldn't look like this either."

"This kind of thing." He Mingyin pursed his lips, "In the future, if you take care of me, I can change it back soon."

"Okay, later." Xue Mingyan stopped looking at him, and shifted his gaze to Yan Shuoqing who fell on the ground and was hugged by He Zizhuo.

"Don't be so perfunctory to me, really." He Mingyin turned his head back forcefully.

Then she directly lowered her head and kissed his lips.

Xue Mingyan's pupils shrank, his whole body froze there, and after he realized it, he wanted to struggle.

He Mingyin held him down, and at the same time activated the spiritual power in his body.

The spiritual weapon that he had hidden in his body for many years slowly moved from the place where they met to Xue Mingyan's mouth, and slowly merged into his body.

Xue Mingyan, who was very uncomfortable being pierced by the beard, was taken aback for a moment. After sensing what it was, he opened his eyes wide and looked at He Mingyin in disbelief.

After the handover of the spirit weapon was over, He Mingyin also let him go slowly.

"Back then, I didn't do nothing." He wiped Xue Mingyan's mouth, "In the forbidden technique sealed in Zangshu Pavilion, there is a rubbing of He Yuanwei's method of refining the heaven-defying spirit weapon. It's just that I haven't had time yet." Here you go, you don't need it."

Xue Mingyan's body should have collapsed quickly after the spirit weapon disappeared, but with the support of a new spirit weapon, it will only be a matter of time before he recovers.

He Mingyin picked him up, and although he glanced at He Zizhuo angrily, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Then he took Xue Mingyan and left here.

"..."

He Zizhuo caught Yan Shuoqing who had been transformed by the spiritual tool and recovered his body.

The two people who were fighting below disappeared without knowing when.

His mood was more relaxed than he had ever felt in this period of time.

The sun rises slowly from the distant horizon, casting a warm light on the world.

Yan Shuoqing slowly opened his eyes in his arms.

"He Zizhuo?" He blinked and called out to him in a daze.

He Zizhuo smiled and lowered his head, the smile was almost immersed in those black eyes.

"go home."