Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

"Woooo..."

A subtle and melodious flute sound suddenly arose, creating light red ripples in the darkness.

Yang Qianlin was immersed in it for a moment, standing there in a daze.

At some point, the bright moon in the sky turned into a strange blood moon, with a hazy black halo lingering around the edge of the blood moon.

The black building stands tall and the blood moon hangs in the sky.

The flute player stood in the black building, with his back against the blood moon. The sound of his flute rose and fell, ethereal and changeable.

From a distance, Yang Qianlin's eyes were filled with a pair of scarlet eyes.

moon?!

Red Moon?!

So many moons!

Fake, must be fake.

How could there be so many moons? How could the moon be red?

all fake!

"Old Yang, are you crazy?!"

Qiao Shi said angrily as he held up his sword to block the slashing steel knife.

"You are fake too!" Yang Qianlin's eyes were red, and his whole body was filled with a brutal aura. He kept swinging his knife at Qiao Shi.

Not only Yang Qianlin, but all the members of the Yang family and the Demon Sect who heard the sound of the flute would fall into a state of madness and attack each other without distinguishing between friend and foe.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Those who are slightly weaker may even die suddenly on the spot.

"Qiao, Uncle Qiao, what happened to my father?!"

In the panic, Yang Chuan suddenly appeared and asked in horror

Qiao Shi didn't even bother to reply. He couldn't hold out for long against Yang Qianlin's desperate fighting style.

Fortunately, I was able to learn a secret method of mental defense in the sect, otherwise I would have been fighting fiercely with Yang Qianlin and would not even know how I died.

Yang Chuan was just about to step forward to persuade the two to stop fighting when a member of the Yang family who had gone crazy slashed at him from behind.

"Pfft!"

The force of the swing made Yang Chuan stagger. He turned his head in surprise, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound on his back.

Yang Chuan was stunned. He knew he was attacked, but his body did not feel any pain.

"Father!"

When the other party chopped down with the second knife, Yang Chuan instinctively raised his hand to resist and cried for help to his father.

Yang Qianlin turned his head when he heard the voice. Qiao Shi seized the opportunity and repelled him with a sword, intending to evacuate alone.

The fact that he was in the Yang family was arranged by the people above him.

Having a good relationship with others in daily life is mainly for making yourself feel comfortable.

Now that disaster has struck, everyone is running away. Even their own lives are in danger, so how can they have the time to care about others?

"Woooo..."

The flute sound that originally caused ripples suddenly took on the sword intent and transformed into a number of red flying swords that broke through the air.

"puff…"

The speed of these flying swords was too fast. Even though Qiao Shi tried his best to dodge, his shoulder was still pierced and his body suddenly stiffened.

In just one second of delay, the fate that awaited him was to be pierced to death by flying swords one after another.

In the courtyard where the Yang family lived, in less than half a cup of tea, only Yang Qianlin and his son were left standing.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and Yang Qianlin slowly regained consciousness. Looking at his son covered in blood, he became visibly panicked.

"Father...why can't I feel any pain..."

Yang Chuan asked in shock.

Not only could he not feel any pain, he seemed to have lost the ability to even feel life.

"Son...son...I'm sorry for you."

Yang Qianlin's eyes became hot.

Although he hasn't figured out what's going on, he has a hunch that this might be the end of his life.

"Son, you are actually dead." Yang Qianlin said quickly before he died.

I want to tell the other person the truth in the end.

In fact, Yang Chuan was seriously injured during an escort mission half a year ago, and was on the verge of death when he returned. Fortunately, his mother had many connections in the sect, and she found a young man who was born in the same year, month and day as Yang Chuan, and forcibly prolonged his life through the method of soul transfer.

Although he survived temporarily, this body would slowly become numb and rot over time, and he would have to find a new body in order for Yang Chuan to continue living.

It seemed that the time to change bodies was approaching, but they had not yet found the right person.

It was also at this time that the messenger from the church arrived and announced the second mission, saying that as long as the mission was successfully completed, the church had a way to allow Yang Chuan to survive like a normal person.

At that time, he was extremely happy and felt more and more that his mother's choice was correct. If it were not for the Holy Teachings, his son would probably have been dead long ago.

As for the Ye family, the relationship between the two families has long been a thing of the past. Now he just wants his son to be alive!

After hearing this, Yang Chuan widened his eyes in disbelief. Is he already dead?

"Qiang!"

The cold light illuminated the yard. At this moment, Yang Chuan's vision suddenly became much shorter after a dizzying moment. Then, the dark red skirt occupied his entire field of vision.

"Since you are already dead, why do you want to stay in this world and harm other innocent people?"

The cold voice echoed in Yang Qianlin's ears.

The headless corpse in front of him tilted and fell to the ground.

"son…?!"

As soon as Yang Qianlin opened his mouth, it was completely blocked by the tip of the sword, and the sharp sword edge left a bright red blood mark at the corner of his mouth.

"According to seniority, I should call you my cousin."

Hearing this, Yang Qianlin widened his eyes and stared at Ye Liyan who was wearing a mask in front of him.

“Woo woo woo (You are the Ye family...)?!”

"But after seeing you today, I realize that you are not worthy."

"Pfft..."

Hot blood splattered on the ruins of the house, and soon after, another headless corpse fell to the ground.

hiss…

Qingyu, who was standing a few steps behind Ye Liyan, swallowed silently.

The princess in the Demonic Eye state is so terrifying, she kills people without blinking an eye!

The way he killed was even more clean and efficient than that of his own princess. If one didn't know, one would definitely mistakenly think that his princess often killed people.

If His Highness were to encounter this situation, he would definitely choose to kill and destroy the person's heart.

After getting rid of Yang Qianlin, Ye Liyan looked around and found that there was no one alive.

"Om..."

Ye Liyan raised his hand and summoned out the natal sword [End] within his body.

As soon as [Zhong] came out, he seemed very satisfied with what his master had done, and made an excited "yin yin" sound of the sword.

Under Ye Liyan's command, [End] flew into the air, emitting a terrifying breath of destruction. The power of the end was like tentacles, gently brushing over every corpse.

All the corpses were decomposed, destroyed and disappeared under the power of the end of [End], as if they had never appeared in this world.

[End] It flew back to Ye Liyan, excited like a child, and flew around her several times before returning to her body.

Qingyu raised her hands to cover her eyes. She was really scared now.

This is a familiar method used by our princess, as if she does this kind of thing often.

Could it be that the princess is practicing while simultaneously calculating how to kill someone in her mind?

Suddenly I miss that gentle and considerate blue-eyed princess.

"Master, there are three masters approaching Jiang'an City. One of them is the guy who pretended to be Wuweisi last night!" Li Xue was very determined that this aura could not be wrong.

"I see."

Ye Liyan turned around, her eyes as calm as water, without saying much, she just used her true energy to wipe away the blood stains on the sword that had not yet completely dried.