The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

"Do you think this is the end?" Xue Moqian laughed wildly, and the laughter echoed in the dungeon, making people feel creepy.

He thrust the magic blade into Su Yang's shoulder fiercely, twisting it hard, and the muscles and bones were ruthlessly destroyed.

"what--!!!"

Su Yang's body twitched violently as if he was electrocuted, and he let out an even more miserable cry, the sound seemed to be able to shatter a person's soul.

Xue Moqian drew out the magic blade and looked at Su Yang's painful expression, but the hatred in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

He formed seals with his hands and muttered something. A ball of black flame ignited in his palms. It seemed that countless wronged souls were struggling and wailing in the flames.

"Next, let me let you taste the hellfire." He pushed the flame towards Su Yang fiercely. The flame instantly enveloped Su Yang, and the smell of burning filled the dungeon.

Su Yang struggled painfully in the flames. His skin was quickly scorched and peeled off by the flames. Every inch of his nerves was suffering extreme torture.

"You deserve to die slowly in pain. This is the result of your attempt to snatch my elder brother away and ridicule me!" Xue Moqian said viciously.

Su Yang's vision was blurred and his consciousness was gradually fading. He didn't know how long he could bear it.

It would be fine if I just died like this. Maybe I could go back in time and then settle the score with Xue Moqian when I go back. I can’t beat him to death!

Su Yang finally couldn't bear Xue Moqian's cruel torture and breathed his last.

When Hua Jianli rushed there anxiously, what caught his eye was the small corpse.

Without time to think, he took a step forward, carefully but anxiously picked up Su Yang's already stiff body, turned around and left in a hurry.

After returning to his residence, Hua Jianli placed Su Yang on the couch and began to use all his strength to try to pull Su Yang back from the abyss of death.

Rays of blood-red light gushed out from his palm and flowed slowly into Su Yang's wound like a trickle of water.

Under the reflection of this light, the wounds all over the body were like greedy mouths, devouring the healing power bit by bit.

Some of the wounds were so deep that the bones were visible, like hideous black holes, emitting a terrifying aura.

Some of the wounds were so horrific that they looked like a painting torn apart by the devil.

As time went by, with Hua Jianli's unremitting efforts, the horrible wounds on Su Yang's body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The protruding flesh and blood slowly closed up, the broken tendons and veins were reconnected, and the damaged skin gradually returned to its original smoothness.

The body, which was originally as stiff as a stone, slowly softened under the nourishment of this powerful magic.

Under the exploration and repair of Hua Jianli's spiritual power, the internal injuries melted away little by little, just like the remaining ice in the spring breeze.

However, even though all his injuries had recovered, Su Yang still lay there lifeless.

Hua Jianli's face became increasingly gloomy. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly gritted his teeth and then waved his sleeves fiercely behind him.

Just hear "bang, bang, bang", and the windows in the house closed automatically.

In an instant, the room fell into darkness, only Hua Jianli's eyes flashed with a cold and firm light, like stars in the darkness.

In order to save Su Yang, he actually decided to implant a part of his soul into his body!

Hua Jianli was seen quickly making complex and mysterious hand gestures with his hands, and each movement contained endless magic and mystery.

As the spell was performed, strands of light slowly overflowed from his body and gradually gathered into a shining ball of light in front of him. This ball of light contained the power of Hua Jianli's soul.

Hua Jianli took a deep breath and muttered something. The voice was low and mysterious, echoing in the house. As the spell was chanted, the ball of light began to slowly move towards Su Yang's body.

When the ball of light approached Su Yang's forehead, Hua Jianli's eyes became more focused and solemn.

He pushed lightly, and the ball of light was like a meteor, instantly disappearing into Su Yang's forehead.

In an instant, Su Yang's body shook slightly, as if injected with a powerful force.

A wisp of Hua Jianli's soul quickly spread in Su Yang's body, like a dense net, and began a subtle and mysterious fusion with Su Yang's sleeping soul.

Su Yang's face gradually turned red, his breathing slowly recovered, and finally he opened his eyes weakly.

Seeing this, Hua Jianli's tense heart finally relaxed a little. He leaned closer to Su Yang, his eyes filled with joy of regaining what he had lost.

"You finally woke up?"

Su Yang's cracked lips moved slightly, trying to make a sound, but only a faint breath came out: "I... am not dead..."

"Well, you are not dead, you are alive and well." Hua Jianli touched Su Yang's head and said with relief.

Hearing this, Su Yang grinned with a silly smile, and did not forget his original intention, and immediately reported the matter.

"Great Demon Lord...the stinky fox hit me, you must not let him go."

Hua Jianli kissed his forehead, "Okay."

Xue Moqian's impulse this time completely ruined his last bit of grace. He knelt in front of the gate of the Great Demon Lord's mansion, kowtowed and begged:

"Brother... please let me in, don't chase me away... Brother, please..."

His forehead was already badly broken, and blood was flowing down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

"I really know I was wrong, big brother... please don't abandon me... please..."

The demon soldier stationed at the door couldn't help but feel a little bit of pity. He looked at Xue Moqian and advised:

"Fourth Demon Lord, you have been kneeling here for seven days and seven nights, please take care of your health.

You know the temper of the Great Demon Lord. Even if you kneel down until the ground is soaked, it will be useless. Just listen to my advice and return home quickly."

Xue Moqian shook his head stubbornly, "I won't leave. As long as my elder brother doesn't forgive me, I will kneel and die here, and I won't hesitate!"

The demon soldier looked at his stubborn appearance and sighed softly. At this moment, he looked up and saw a man in green clothes walking towards him.

The man had a handsome face like a flower blooming in spring, and his eyes were bright and deep, as if they contained endless stars.

He has an upright posture and elegant demeanor, and his every move reveals the graceful temperament of a refined gentleman. His blue robe moves with the wind, just like flowing blue clouds, elegant and agile.

The demon soldier quickly saluted him, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "I pay my respects to the Three Demon Lords."

Luo Jingyu nodded slightly and gently closed the exquisite fan in his hand, "No need to be polite."

When Xue Moqian saw Luo Jingyu, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he cried and said:

"Wuwuwu... Third brother, I'm in trouble again. Go in and ask eldest brother to plead for me. Tell him that I really know I'm wrong this time."