Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

Bei Yi went against the people of the Li Feng Sect. He followed Lin Yue Tan's traces and must drive Lin Yue Tan back to the underworld, otherwise it may be detrimental to his master.

Bei Yi ran fast, and a voice called in his ear.

"Ah! Don't~ don't touch me!"

Bei Yi stopped. Why did this weak man's voice sound so similar to Han Ziyu's.

"Who?" Bei Yi shouted.

Everything in front of him was buried by the wind and sand, and what appeared in front of him was Han Ziyu, who was covered in bruises.

Bei Yi's heart suddenly shrank: "Master, Master!"

Han Ziyu raised his eyes, and the spring-like look made Bei Yi panic.

Bei Yi's breath was stagnant, and he called softly: "Master, Master."

Looking down, Han Ziyu's fair and shapely legs were covered with purple marks, his white clothes were stained with blood, and his limbs were chained.

"No~impossible, Master~Master." Bei Yi took a step forward in a daze.

The person in front of him had tears in his eyes, his mouth was stained with blood, his red lips were swollen, and his white clothes were torn and torn, no longer enough to cover his body.

"Master~" Bei Yi called softly, stepped forward, held the person in his arms, and broke the chains, "Who is it? Who did it?"

Han Ziyu felt weak all over, lying in his arms and closing her eyes tightly.

"Master, Master, wake up, wake up, it's all the disciple's fault, it's all the disciple's fault, Master!" Bei Yi's voice trembled, his fingertips turned white, and tears gradually fell from the corners of his eyes.

Han Ziyu lay in his arms and opened her lips slightly: "You're here."

Bei Yi used spiritual power to heal his wounds, and the scars all over his body were shocking.

The scars could not be recovered, Bei Yi gritted his teeth and said: "Who, who did this to you, who did it, who did it!!"

"Master, Master, don't sleep, don't sleep, go home with your disciples."

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong!!"

"Ah!! Master!!!!"

The person in his arms gradually lost his breath. Bei Yi hugged him in panic, tears streaming down his face: "No, no, you will abandon me in this life, right? Really?"

He gathered Han Ziyu's clothes. He wanted to kill that person. Who destroyed Han Ziyu? Who?

Bei Yi took out the Black Iron Sword from the space bag and slashed at the surrounding stone walls: "Get out, get out for me!!"

"Die to me, die to me!!"

"Whoever dares to touch you will die!!!"

The woman's laughter emerged: "Ah hahaha, weren't you the one who touched him? It was you who ruined his innocence, stained his body, and broke his pride. It was all your fault."

Bei Yi fell to the ground holding his head: "It's not me, it's not me, no! No!!!"

He crawled towards Han Ziyu's body: "No, don't leave me, no, no!!!"

He hugged the person tightly in his arms: "Zi Yu, Zi Yu!!!"

"Why did you leave me, why!!!"

Lin Yuetan laughed: "He's dead, haha, he's dead, it's so good to be dead. How does it feel to lose the one you love, Demon Lord?"

Bei Yi's pupils shrank suddenly: "Lin - Yue - Tan, you are looking for death!"

He took off his short coat and wrapped it around Han Ziyu, placed her firmly on the ground, and headed towards Lin Yuetan with the black iron sword raised.

"Demon Lord, open your eyes wide and take a look. You made the chain with your own hands. The injuries on Sister Han's body were all caused by your own hands. How can you blame me? Aren't these all bad things you did?"

Bei Yi slowly turned his head and looked at the man on the ground who had long since lost his breath.

Those injuries were indeed very familiar. In his previous life, Han Ziyu agreed to his ridiculous request in order to let him let go of Xi Qing and Wang Ruonan. That night, he got what he wanted, trampling on Han Ziyu's dignity and chained him to the bed. superior.

Bei Yi dropped the Black Iron Sword in his hand and squatted on the ground in pain, holding his head: "Ah!"

"What, can't believe what you've done?"

The ridiculous things that happened that night in the previous life kept coming to mind. The scars on Han Ziyu's body were made by his own hands, and everything was done by him.

"Not me, not me!!"

"Demon Lord, it wasn't me who killed Sister Han. It was you. You imprisoned him for nearly five years. Haha, it was you who pushed him to death with your own hands. You harmed his beloved disciple and ruined his innocence. It was you. 's fault."

Bei Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he struggled to crawl towards Han Ziyu: "Ziyu, yes, I'm sorry, I'll accompany you, don't, don't leave me, don't leave me, okay? Don't leave me. "

Lin Yuetan stepped on Bei Yi's hand, squatted down and pinched Bei Yi's chin: "Hey, why is the Demon Lord so pitiful?"

"Hahaha, hahaha, Bei Yi, I'm going to kill you!"

Lin Yuetan held the handle of the knife and inserted it into Bei Yi's chest. Severe pain soon surrounded Bei Yi.

He vomited another mouthful of blood, and his mind gradually became clearer. This is not true, it is not true, Han Ziyu cannot appear in Guqiu, this is fake, fake.

Bei Yi used his spiritual power and left, but Lin Yuetan was attacked and pushed to the corner.

Bei Yi stood up, held the Black Iron Sword, and headed towards the black energy.

This black energy is similar to that of Tongwu Zhen Hongling. Could it be that Lin Yuetin was also used by Red Fox? But isn't Red Fox dead?

"Lin Yuetan, you will definitely die."

Lin Yuetan couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? It's impossible."

If the psychedelic technique hadn't been based on Han Ziyu, it would have been impossible to confuse him.

Bei Yi lowered his head and glanced at "Han Ziyu" on the ground. It seemed to have turned into a set of white bones, probably the bones of someone who came to hunt for treasure.

The Xuantie sword headed towards Lin Yuetin.

The black energy dispersed and fled in the secret room.

Bei Yi formed a formation to trap the black energy: "It's ridiculous that such inferior spells want to hurt me."

Lin Yuetin immediately transformed into a human form: "Husband, husband, don't kill me, don't kill me, we were husband and wife once, don't kill me."

Bei Yi rushed over and pinched her neck: "Who gave you the right to use him to bewitch me!!"

Lin Yuetan vomited blood and gritted her teeth: "I won't give in, why, why!"

"Go back to the underworld, I won't kill you."

When Lin Yuetan heard about the underworld, she immediately knelt down and said, "No, I don't want to go back. That is no place for people to stay. I endure endless torture every day. I don't want to go back."

Bei Yi held Lin Yuetan's arm and let her touch the blood on his body.

Ghosts that escape to the human world will be recorded in books. Once these ghosts touch human blood, their traces will be revealed. Then people from the underworld came to arrest him.

Lin Yuetin showed fear: "No, no! No!"

Soon a dark shadow appeared next to Lin Yuetin, and Lin Yuetin was slowly swallowed by the shadow.

The black shadow slowly crawled to Bei Yi's feet. After testing for a long time but unable to detect the breath of the Nine Kings of the Underworld, the black shadow dispersed.

Bei Yi was glad that he had swallowed the sense-breaking pill so that the master would not feel pain. He must not be in danger of life, otherwise the master would not survive.

The black iron sword in his hand buzzed, and the tip of the sword pointed to the side.

Bei Yi held the black iron sword and stabbed.

The secret room collapsed suddenly, and what appeared in front of us was a formation, surrounded by corpses

There is a broken sword placed in the formation. The sword body is blood red, and there is a strange blood red light lingering around it.