The Young Lord of the Demon Sect of Jiuyou Sect

Chapter 59
Yan Wuxin held Xi'er in his arms, and kept holding her like this, refusing to let go.The boat drifted for two or three miles, gradually drifting towards the shore, but also drifted too slowly, and finally hit a rock on the shore, and finally ran aground.

"This is Juhe. I heard that 20 years ago, our 72 sects fought against the Devil's Cult. There were thousands of troops on both sides, and all the masters showed up. In that battle, the sky was dark, and the Devil's Cult finally regained its strength." He was seriously injured, and for the next 20 years, he did not dare to provoke again, and this Ju River has also enjoyed peace for 20 years, so it is called Liangjie River."

"Well, this is the origin of the Two Realms River. However, I have also heard that 20 years ago, although the Demon Sect was greatly weakened, our Central Plains sect also suffered heavy losses. Moreover, if we count the number of people alone, our Central Plains side suffered even greater losses. It’s just that I have a large number of people in the Central Plains, and I can bear such a loss, but the Devil’s Sect is different.”

"Brothers, how do you grow other people's ambitions? Destroy your own prestige?"

"This is the truth, how come it becomes someone else's ambition?"

"Brother Zhu's words are certainly true, but after that battle, the Demon Cult has not aggressively attacked the Central Plains for 20 years, so we can see that the Demon Cult suffered heavy losses in this battle."

"I heard that this...is because the later leader of the Demon Cult hid his strength and bide his time, not because of lack of strength, and the leader of the Demon Cult was also an extraordinary talent."

"Brothers, how can you say that the Demon Cult is good? Are our heroes from the Central Plains worthless in your eyes?"

"Where do I have it?"

"Sister Cai'er, it's not that Big Brother Zhu is exaggerating this time. The leader of the Demon Cult, Yan Shu Ci, is really a rare talent in martial arts. Just last month, he fought Uncle Zhu, the number one hero in the Central Plains, and even drew with Uncle Zhu. .”

"Uncle Zhu is No. 1 in the Central Plains. With a sword from the south of the sky, he is invincible in the world, but he still can't win against the devil?"

"Yeah, so it's not that I intend to praise him, it's that the demon leader is really powerful. Besides, the leader of the demon sect is so vicious that he couldn't beat my father, so he actually used tricks to hurt him."

"So, although the Demon Cult is powerful, it is too sinister and cunning to be considered a hero."

"Brother Zhu, is Uncle Zhu's injury okay?"

"Although the injury is not light, but the injury is not fatal, it is not a problem."

"That's good, that's good. Today we will revisit the old place and pay respects to our predecessors. In the future, when we achieve great martial arts, we will definitely wipe out the demon sect and remove a great evil from the martial arts world."

"Okay, that's what we agreed on."

"Brother Dai, look, why is there a boat by the river, and there is a person in the boat?"

"Yeah, the one I'm still holding."

"This is the Two Boundary River. The west of the river is the territory of the Demon Sect. The east of the river is occupied by our Central Plains. There has always been no one in the river. How could there be anyone? Oops, look at the person he is holding in his arms. It seems to be dead."

"Hey, man, what are you doing in the river? Who is that in your arms?"

The people on the boat by the river naturally had no faith in their words, and they hurt Xi'er's death without confidence. They only hugged Xi'er and turned a deaf ear to the words of others.

"Hey, we, the Four Shows of Central Plains, are here to ask you something? Why are you ignoring us?"

He ignored the words without faith, and the man asked twice.Only then did Yan Wuxin raise his head slightly, glanced at the shore, and saw four figures, three men and one woman, on a high place on the bank, more than ten feet away from him.Yan Wuxin hurt Xi'er's death, so he didn't pay much attention, just glanced at it, then lowered his head to look at Xi'er in his arms.

"You are really rude, didn't you hear what we said?"

"Sister Cai'er, this person must have lost a loved one and is grieving himself. We'd better not disturb him."

Yan Wuxin was hurt for a while, and was discovered when he saw it.Although I don't want to care about others.But I can't help but think about it, Xi'er is dead, people can't be resurrected after death, let alone show a joke to others after death, bend down to pick up Xi'er, and go ashore.

"I don't think they are relatives, but they must be good friends."

Although Yan Wuxin couldn't let go of Xi'er, but Xi'er was dead, no matter how sad he was, he couldn't hold her all the time, so he just walked towards the shore on his own, planning to find a place to bury Xi'er.

"Brother Dai, this is the Liangjie River, so where did this person come from? Could it be from the other side?"

One of the four women suddenly asked, and the other three people immediately realized that if he was from Hedong, it would be fine. If this person was from Hexi, then he was a member of the Demon Sect. The Demon Sect and the Central Plains have always been incompatible with each other.

The four dispersed and immediately surrounded Yan Wuxin.

"Go away,"

Yan Wuxin said coldly, he didn't listen to these people's gossip and scolding of Jiuyou Sect just now.Now that these people are blocking the way, the words just now are still in my ears, and I can't express my disgust towards these four people.At this time, Yan Wuxin also saw the appearance of the four people clearly, the two in front and the two in the back, standing in four corners.The two people in front are a man and a woman. The man is in his early twenties, wearing a light yellow gown, and looks handsome.That girl is also beautiful, but her figure is a bit petite, less than five feet.There are two men behind, one is tall and tall, the other is also tall, but not as powerful as the other, but as thin as a bamboo pole.

Yan Wuxin drank a few words, said no more, and walked forward holding Xi'er's body.

"stop,"

Yan Wuxin suddenly felt a gust of cold air hit him, he stopped, raised his eyes, and saw a short sword handed in front of him, less than two feet away from him.

"If we ask you properly, you should answer properly, otherwise, I will destroy you now."

Yan Wuxin hadn't recovered from the grief of losing Xi'er just now, only now did he realize it when he saw the short sword in front of him.Now that I am in the Central Plains, although I am temporarily out of danger, it is only from one dangerous situation to another, so it is better not to be impulsive.But he is indeed a member of Jiuyou Sect, if he said so, these four people would not spare him, so there is nothing to say.

The girl didn't believe her words, so she thought he was afraid of them, so she asked, "I'm here to ask you, who are you? And who is the girl in your arms?"

The corner of Yan Wuxin's mouth twitched. He didn't want to tell outsiders about his relationship with Xi'er, let alone tell these Central Plains scum.

"I think this must be the girl he likes. You see, this girl is very beautiful. Looking at this man, he looks like a beggar. He must want to be nice to this girl. If she refuses to do so, he kills her." This girl."

The young man next to him interjected.

Yan Wuxin was originally an extremely handsome young man, but he had already changed his appearance in order to escape, and he fell again before crossing the river. Although he didn't look handsome, he looked like a beggar.

"Brother Qiu, don't talk nonsense."

Although the tall man also saw that Yan Wuxin looked like a beggar and felt that he was not worthy of the girl in his arms, he saw that he was heartbroken over the death of the girl in his arms. He was really sincere, so this girl could never be like this. Killed by people.

(End of this chapter)