I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

what ever?

Yue Shenheng frowned, he knew that everyone in the world was going to the place of death, how could there be such a heartless person like the one in front of him, who only wanted to die.

"Why do you have that? Over the years you have eaten and used me, even your life is mine." He grabbed Yi Rong's blood-soaked clothes and lifted him up to his eyes, "I don't allow it!"

"Are you begging me?" After hearing such ridiculous words, Yi Rong restrained her rare fragile look, and her eyes that were distracted before death regained some of their sparkle, with a hint of inappropriate playfulness hidden in them.

She glanced at Yue Canheng, who suddenly became confused, and then shifted her gaze to the back of Yu Huaiyin standing beside her.

At this moment, the barrier between the two realms had been completely destroyed by the demonic attack due to the lack of spiritual protection. The reason why he and Yue Shenheng could say a few words safely was because someone had blocked the bloody storm for them. . And this person died once many years ago for people like them who didn't deserve it.

So she cannot and is not allowed to...

"Housekeeper, look up. Now is not the time for you and me to flirt." Yi Rong smiled. The spiritual power and demonic energy in her body collided together, making her feel like someone was sewing her wounds with needles. It hurt. When it reached the extreme, when the love reached its peak, she cried again.

But Yue Shenheng didn't intend to listen to what she said. Seeing that she was seeking death, he took out the healing elixir and pinched Yi Rong's cheeks with his hands, forcing her to open her mouth.

"Yue Shenheng, what are you doing? I..." Yi Rong struggled fiercely, but was choked by the pills he kept pouring into his mouth and coughed.

They were roundworms in each other's stomachs. Dao Yue Shenheng was a donkey with a soft face and a stubborn heart, but she was not bad at all. No matter how much pills were randomly fed into her, she still spit them out along with the blood.

"Okay, you have always been close to each other, and you will never watch her die. I will not lose."

The demon came from the sky, and Yu Huaiyin was unable to take action and used the forbidden technique of drawing the ground to form a prison on the seriously injured Lu Zhiwei. However, the net was broken and the fish was not dead. As soon as Lu Zhiwei still had a breath, he dragged himself to the demonic realm step by step, dragging his body of copper skin and iron bones. His eyes were dead. Staring straight ahead, the windy and snowy land was a rare hope in his gloomy life.

From the moment he decided to give up his flesh and blood body, he was already determined to be a cold-blooded and insensitive person.

He has no love or hatred, and just wants to live, so even the demons that flock to the immortal world cannot feel his presence. He is alone against the black clouds composed of thousands of demons, and goes against the current.

Yu Huaiyin was silent as he witnessed all this. In the darkness, the protective barrier he had built was the only light. He could not stop Lu Zhiwei's embarrassed figure slowly walking away. But at this moment, he didn't know whether to hate or hate. We should admire such a tenacious life.

Because he himself has never been a brave person, especially in the face of death and separation.

The apricot-colored brilliance weakened, but was replaced by the blooming of green light. The sword wind whistled overhead, and dozens of flying swords came from the sky. Yu Huaiyin suddenly felt that the burden on his body was lightened. It turned out to be the palm of Qinglong Dao Palace. Menxu Wenqu led his sword cultivators to come to the rescue.

"Master Yu, let's take a rest for now. We will find a way to solve this matter later." Xu Wenqu saw his beloved disciple Shi Shushu's body lying on the ground with his own eyes, with a look of pain on his face. He also saw that Yu Huaiyin and others were seriously injured. Adding to the sadness.

It's just that this situation doesn't allow anyone present to have any chance to breathe. Although the sword array of Qinglong Dao Palace is strong, it is far less numerous than the number of demons. Even though Xu Wenqu has the power of an earthly immortal, he didn't have any chance before he came here. After losing a lot of spiritual power, now it can only temporarily hold back the footsteps of these monstrous demons.

With the help, Yu Huaiyin was able to distract himself from Yi Rong's injury. By chance, when he turned around, a jade porcelain vase came to his feet, and the elixir inside was scattered all over the floor.

"That's enough!" Yi Rong struggled to push away Yue Shenheng's hand that was pouring medicine for her. "The reason you've been so courteous to me over the years is because you think I thought highly of you when I chose you as my inner disciple in the medicine garden." At one glance, you will regard me as a close friend from now on, but this is not the case."

The truth always hurts the most. Perhaps Yue Shenheng had long realized that Yi Rong was hiding something from him, because the thread between them would always be cut off by Yi Rong consciously at the most critical moment, but he didn't dare to notice it. If you ask and get retribution, listen at the most inappropriate time.

"Don't..."

"You know very well that if an unknown person wants to be accepted as a direct disciple by the elders, his cultivation and understanding alone are far from enough. Why do you think I should ask for credit in front of the sect?"

Yi Rong felt Yue Shen's hand on her neck tighten, as if to stop her from continuing, but she would not give this person a chance to escape again.

She continued: "Years ago, during a mountain patrol mission in the outer sect, I found the soul of a demon woman, and she was holding a sword in her arms..."

Yi Rong will always remember that rainy night. It was her first time to kill someone, or her first time to "eliminate demons and defend the law."

In the rain, a demon soul that had just escaped from the guards of the Zhaoxue Mansion prison looked like a formidable enemy in the eyes of the two young outer disciples. The disciples who were traveling with Yi Rong were frightened by the terrifying ghostly face of the demon woman whose appearance was completely disfigured. She was speechless, but in Yi Rong's eyes, this was clearly a rare opportunity. If she could kill the demon clan with her sword, she would naturally have the qualifications to become a direct disciple.

Fortunately, the demon woman did not show any malice when she discovered the two of them, and even offered some benefits to induce them to take her into the Siming Dao Palace in order to avoid the wind and thunder swamp magic in front of the mountain gate. Array.

After daring to inquire carefully, she found out that the demon woman had a child before her death. Because the child's biological father was also a disciple of the Siming Taoist Palace, after the death of the couple, the orphan was taken in by the Taoist sect.

Now that the soul of the child's biological father was attached to the sword and was about to disappear, in order to reunite the family and see him for the last time, this demon woman took the risk.

With such sincere words, a kind-hearted person would not have evil thoughts even if he was suspicious and vigilant. However, Yi Rong was so ruthless when he was young. When the demon followed the principle of preferring to kill the wrong one, he pretended to agree. Lend your body to the other person.

After she lured the demon soul into taking the bait, she added that she had heard the elders in the sect mention that the orphan was most likely to be imprisoned in the Star Soul Pond, so she deliberately asked the demon woman to break into the forbidden area guarded by the Jiuxiao Fighting Beast. This caused quite a stir and attracted the attention of everyone in the sect.

Seeing that her whereabouts were exposed, the demon woman wanted to get out of the borrowed body, but unexpectedly she was tricked by her. Yi Rong hurt herself with a sword and shouted that she was coerced by the demons and was willing to sacrifice for the Taoist sect.

Several elders who were forced to come after hearing the news dispersed the demon woman's soul without waiting for interrogation in order to save her life. Then the farewell sword in the woman's arms moved. They wanted to save her wife, but the name Yi Rong was also killed. The little-known disciple took action to erase the soul from the sword.

Later, Siming Daogong felt his great righteousness and promised that once he improves his cultivation, he will become the direct disciple of the Thousand-faced Elder.

"This is the first time we met in Yaoyuan. When I heard your name, my small favor was just a temporary act of conscience. It's hard for you to remember it for so many years. However, until now, I don't think there was anything wrong with what I did that day. The evil heretic deserves to die."

Yue Shenheng froze. His blood-red eyes were lowered. Yi Rong couldn't see his expression, but despite all the words, this man still didn't give up on saving her.

The spiritual power and demonic energy that constantly poured into her meridians were like the roots of plants and trees that deeply hugged every inch of soil to pray for life even if the earth dried up.

Yi Rong felt love and hate in her heart, and she didn't know whether she was happy or sad in her face. She choked and said, "That's right. People like you will beg for mercy when they get it. In fact, I have always been very curious. In comparison, when it comes to kindness, The leader wants to exchange blood with you to save lives, so what do you like about me?"

Wisps of ferocious demonic aura were growing in his body. Yue Shenheng listened to the extremely humiliating and resentful words of his loved one towards him, and the words were clear to his ears, "You still know that you are despicable and you are not worthy of a better choice. The reason why you are willing to degenerate yourself into being vain and submissive to people like me is because you are cheap, am I right...little bastard!"

Little bastard, this title is like a nightmare.

Yue Shenheng raised his head suddenly, looking at the person who knew him best in the world with hatred in his eyes. Even though he knows that Yi Rong intends to anger him, he also understands that Yi Rong said this today and thought this yesterday. Hasn't she done enough to harm others for her own selfish desires?

So why was his heart moved? Yi Rong was not wrong at all. Yue Shenheng seemed to be meek and polite, but in fact he was extremely hypocritical.

In the past, before the defeat of Siming Dao Palace, he was stepped on by everyone. He doesn't say anything, but in his heart he always longs for others to think highly of him. Later, he had the opportunity to leave this place that was like purgatory for him, but he refused. Maybe in the eyes of other people, his behavior is very loyal, but the reality is that everyone is talking about evil, so where can he go?

He was trapped in the illusion of being needed by a down-and-out Taoist sect, and gradually felt that he was valuable. So he went to the ring, practiced hard, studied medicine, and asked questions. He lived frugally and spent all his wealth on repairing the mountain-protecting formation, vowing that no matter how much hardship he endured, he would return Siming Dao Palace to its peak.

Perhaps this was the only way he could repay his gratitude to Yu Huaiyin, because he had never been respected by anyone, so he felt that becoming famous and sitting in a high court was the best reward, even though he knew that Yu Huaiyin, Bu Yan and others didn't care about these things at all.

He seeks fame and status, and has struggled all the way to this day. He is indeed a worldly person whose heart is not clear-eyed.

But how could the person in front of him doubt his sincerity and falsely claim that they were settling for the next best thing? He would never be able to get such a rare and worthless thing a second time...

"You are such a rotten person -" Yue Shenheng slowly pulled his hand away from Yi Rong's wound. He complied with her, admitting that all the indifference between them was like this, and cut it off with one cut, saying only: "Me too. .”

Nothing is more real than living. Yu Huaiyin thought of Lu Zhiwei's words, and then listened to the two of them confessing the past years. He did not come forward to disturb him, but when he heard Xu Wenqu and others telling them to evacuate this place, he did not hesitate to bypass the lost soul. Yue Shenheng carried Yi Rong on his back and warned: "You will die later, not now, and it is best not in front of me."