The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Ji Qiuyu suddenly remembered the day when the stone door of the snake cave was opened in the dark.

It was the first time he saw the sunlight since he was born, and it was so bright that he couldn't help but shed tears.

In the blurred vision, a tall man in a black fur coat came against the light. His deep and handsome features were as noble and gorgeous as a god, so unattainable.

Ji Qiuyu was naked and submerged in a pile of snakes, like a savage, staring into the eyes of a man who seemed to be from another world.

The man looked down at him, but there was no fear or disgust in his eyes. He just smiled with some surprise and tenderness: "I heard that the royal family here had some blood relationship with my master thousands of years ago. Seeing you today, it is true - kid, you have a pair of very beautiful eyes."

The man, the plush Taoist, said these incomprehensible words and pulled him out of the snake cave.

Seeing that he insisted on staying with all the snakes, he brought all the snakes in the snake cave back to the Spirit Beast Gate.

Just like that, the lonely child like a savage got his own name, his own master, his own...

Family.

"Unfilial disciple! Unfilial disciple! Ji Qiuyu you are an unfilial disciple!!!"

The roar of the plush Taoist priest brought Ji Qiuyu back to reality from his thoughts on the past.

It was more of a howl than a roar.

This was the first time Ji Qiuyu saw his master crying so miserably, other than when he was lying in front of Taoist Jingzhe's grave.

Were those tears shed for the demons, or...

For him?

Ji Qiuyu was stunned, and suddenly recalled that on his journey to Canghai, he always prayed to God inexplicably, hoping that Ji Qingzhou would not come.

Recalling that Xiao Gu almost died to save him, he ignored his own injuries and went to ask Ji Qingzhou to return to the Spirit Beast Gate immediately to save Xiao Gu.

I remember that earlier, he used thousands of snakes to poison and kill the emperor and his ministers of the new dynasty...

The past events emerged in an intertwined manner.

The questions that Ji Qiuyu had just asked Ji Qingzhou but couldn't get answered seemed to have answers at this moment.

He had known this for a long time, but was swallowed up by the sorrow and then forgotten.

Will to survive.

For yourself and for others.

All his life, he has been struggling for survival, unwilling to bow to death and loneliness.

Looking from afar at the ragged, dishevelled, and obviously seriously injured plush Taoist who was still yelling at him, crying and making a fuss—

If I die like this, abandoning my master like my aunt did, leaving him alone to watch over this year's New Year's Eve, this is really...

So sad.

Ji Qiuyu stared at the plush Taoist priest in a daze, warm tears wet his eyes again, and he opened his mouth: "Master, I..."

I don't want to die.

I can't die.

I……

Don't want to die!

I want to survive, I—

"laugh."

The scorching sword edge pierced through Ji Qiuyu's heart.

Ji Qiuyu's thoughts stopped for a moment.

He stared blankly at the person who suddenly appeared between him and his master.

Ji Qing Zhou.

When he lowered his sight, he could clearly see a small white jade sword on the verge of breaking, igniting with flames and piercing his heart.

The bright red blood spurted out and splashed on his pale skin, it was so glaring.

The pale tree that was originally blooming and growing had withered and shrunk at some point, and turned into a vine again, entwining around him, and at this moment it was also dyed a bright red.

"Do not……"

In the distant sky, Maorong Taoist witnessed this scene with his own eyes. He was stunned for a moment, unable to believe it: "No, no... no no no... fake! Fake! No! No!!!"

Taoist Maorong pushed away Xie Ziye who was supporting him and stumbled forward: "No... No! No! Don't do this, don't do this——"

"Don't hurt him! Don't kill him!"

"Don't do this, don't do this—"

Taoist Maorong begged and cried bitterly, shouting in the direction of Ji Qingzhou and Ji Qiuyu: "Please... Please! Ah——"

Along with the heart-wrenching wails of the plush Taoist, a huge door that made Ji Qingzhou and Ji Qiuyu look insignificant suddenly appeared.

Ji Qingzhou exerted a little force with the hand holding the sword, and the powerful spiritual power wrapped around Ji Qiuyu and slammed him hard against the door!

With a loud bang, the tall door opened wide and Ji Qingzhou and Ji Qiuyu both fell into the door.

The moment he was engulfed by the white light behind the door, Ji Qiuyu's gaze passed over Ji Qingzhou's shoulder and saw the plush Taoist priest covered in blood, running towards him.

He could clearly see the panic and tear marks on the man's face.

Ji Qiuyu suddenly felt a little sad——

I am going to die today.

Ji Qiuyu closed his eyes, tears wet his long eyelashes, his voice was hoarse, he seemed to mutter to himself: "But I... don't want to die."

"Then don't die."

The woman's calm but powerful voice suddenly fell into Ji Qiuyu's ears.

Ji Qiuyu was startled. He wanted to look at the face of the woman in front of him, but the world was spinning in front of him, as if he was falling into an abyss.

……

"That was just now..."

Demon world.

The demon army all witnessed a tall gate that suddenly appeared on the beach, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

The leader, an elderly demon with green scales covering his jaw and cheeks, murmured in disbelief, "The breath of a dragon?"

There was no mistake. The primitive fear of the earth dragon bloodline made her submit to and fear the door.

It's a dragon.

Real dragon!

"General, the suspect is about to escape."

A younger demon beside her finally came to his senses from his chaotic sorrow, and suddenly saw the disheveled figure of the Taoist Maorong in the distance, so he quickly spoke out to remind him.

The older demon came to his senses and said, "Chase!"

As she spoke, she took the lead to catch up with the Maorong Taoist.

However, a figure rose up from the deep forest below and blocked her way.

Facing the pair of eyes that gradually turned from red to gold, and sensing the majestic demonic aura from the other party, the pupils of the older demon shrank: "Are you... Lord Muxi?"

She is one of the few demons of the Red Kite clan who knows about the rising tide and sinking moon.

Muxi had served in the army in her previous life and had been a military strategist, so she recognized the other person's aura.

"Lord Muxi, that man is the leader of the Spirit Beast Sect of the Xiuxian Realm, Taoist Maorong. According to the covenant between the two realms, he should have waited for the consent of the clan leaders of my demon world before entering the demon world."

"But he insisted on breaking into the passage between the two worlds and violating the agreement between the two sides. The Demon King ordered me to lead the army to pursue him. Lord Muxi, please don't make things difficult for me."

The older demon spoke quickly and explained the reason. If possible, she did not want to be an enemy of this powerful demon with unfathomable strength.

"He won't run away."

Mu Xi said calmly: "I won't stop you from catching him, I just hope you won't hurt him again and let him wait here for a while."

The older demon opened his mouth: "But..."

"He will definitely follow you obediently."

Mu Xi interrupted her, staring at her with a pair of strange eyes: "Or do you want to choose a more difficult path now?"

Hearing this undisguised threat, the older demon shut up and bowed to Muxi: "Since Lord Muxi has spoken, let's wait on the beach for a few days."

Mu Xi said nothing more. She glanced at Liu Furuo and Xie Ziye who were standing beside her as if they were facing a great enemy, and signaled them not to be nervous anymore.

They returned to the beach with the demon army, comforted the weak demons who had not yet come to their senses, were still trembling and crying, and waited quietly.

The plush Taoist stood at the place where the gate disappeared, like a sculpture, motionless.

He is also waiting.

Even if all I get in the end is a corpse.

He has to wait too.