After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

At this moment, Ziyun Xuanxian didn't look like an immortal at all. Instead, he looked like an evil ghost that escaped from hell to the human world. He was even more terrifying than the demon that everyone around him feared.

“Eh! He showed no mercy in killing his own people.” Li Shu held a long sword in her hand and protected Chu Chaozhao. “Your Highness, this man is scarier than me! He is the devil!”

Demons: ...General, could you please stop talking!

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, the Tianyu horse behind him would have kicked him up.

Chu Chaozhao smiled and said, "Of course, the demons are well-mannered, well-educated and reasonable. They are no match for these villains. General, there is no need to belittle yourself."

These words were spoken sincerely, but Li Shu and the other demons felt embarrassed and looked around, even Tianyu Ma started to look around.

What a sin! Your Highness is too naive!

Fortunately, she didn't see them killing each other in Yunze City.

The people of Yunzhou were speechless upon hearing this, and looked at all the demons in questioning manner.

Don't you feel guilty for deceiving His Highness like this?

Oh, by the way, where is the such thing as conscience among them?

Ziyun Xuanxian spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his sword to his neck, and said loudly: "I will die today, but I will be reborn in another way. The king will grant us eternal life! And you lowly people will die under the puppet, and become the puppet slaves under the king's feet for generations to come! Hahaha!"

He was about to slash his own throat with his sword.

"Wait a minute!"

Chu Chaozhao raised his hand.

Everyone heard the familiar words: Here it comes, here it comes again.

Chu Chaozhao pointed behind him and asked with innocent curiosity: "But I cut the silver thread that pulls your puppet. How are you going to revive?"

“Impossible!” Ziyun Xuanxian’s veins jumped, “How can you have the ability to cut it off? Even if you are the daughter of the demon god, you can’t do it.”

"My father said that living beings in the world will sell their souls to puppets in order to gain powerful strength to satisfy their desires, and their desires will become the energy that nourishes the puppets. But even if you sell your soul to the puppet, you are still not a puppet, otherwise you will not die, and you will be immortal. How can there be any other way to revive? You have said too much nonsense. In short, you are not a puppet, so of course your traction line can be cut off?"

Chu Chaozhao smiled like a little witch: "So, you can go die now!"

A golden wheel was spinning in her eyes, and with the added pressure from Wen Qingyu, Ziyun Xuanxian widened her eyes and raised the sword unwillingly and uncontrollably, causing her neck to turn a big circle on the sword, and blood splattered on the spot.

Before his death, his soul was crushed by Wen Qingyu, and he would never be reborn again.

The demons looked solemn, but in their hearts they screamed: Ahhh! So powerful! The little princess is worthy of being the daughter of the demon god and the goddess!

Chu Chaozhao's smile froze, and his face suddenly darkened: "No! What he said before he died was more than just bragging!"

Turning around, Chu Chaozhao pulled Jiuxie and said anxiously, "Uncle Jiuxie, hurry up! Activate the teleportation array that we prepared early in the morning! Go to Chunshan!"

Jiuqi didn't know what was going on, but he still brought nine families together, activated a huge formation, and teleported them to their destination.

The mud was splashing, and heavy rain was pouring down from the gloomy sky. The spring mountains seemed to be in the midst of noise and tranquility, just like a misty ink painting.

But the whole Chunshan Mountain is not as silent as it appears from afar. On the mountain, blood flows like a river, and bones pile up into tall mountains. The foul smell of blood hits you in the face, mixed in the wet air.

This was the scene that Jun Fengshan and Jun Jue saw when they followed Chu Chaozhao back to Chunshan.

Jun Fengshan, who was always serious and steady, nearly fell down the stairs. Jun Jue held him up and said, "Forbidden Land! Go to the Forbidden Land! Where's Junior Master! Where's Junior Master!"

He was in a panic and led his men towards the forbidden area.

The entire Chunshan Mountain was filled with corpses and was stained red with blood.

As we approached the forbidden area, the rushing wind was filled with desperate screams of despair, pain, fear, greed...

The gate to the forbidden area was wide open, with a clear boundary: on one side were piles of bones and heavy rain washing the bloody spring mountains; on the other side was a dark world. All that could be seen was devastation and no grass growing. The pitch-black earth was filled with dark red blood and burning flames. In the blood, the piles of bones were crumbling.

Among those who rushed over at once, some couldn't help but retch, and everyone's hair stood on end.

Where is this human world?

It's clearly purgatory!

"A Yan!" Chu Chaozhao rushed into another world regardless of obstacles.

"A Zhao!" Jiu Moyi and the others also flew in.

"Junior sister!" Shen Jinming, along with Wen Xiji, Jiang Du, and all the senior sisters and brothers who followed followed in without hesitation.

"Come back! Come back! A bunch of ignorant brats!" Wen Xianyun shouted and followed his senior brother's footsteps and rushed in quickly.

The further they went in, the more frightened they became. The roars were getting closer and closer, and soon they saw at the end a scene that they would never forget.

The young god, wearing a golden robe, was hanging above the bloody sky. Nine golden lotuses blossomed behind him, emitting brilliant golden light. His body was covered in blood and he held a sword in one hand. With his own strength, he blocked those inhuman and ghostly creatures crawling out from the end in the forbidden area.

Those ghost creatures had lifeless eyes and were filled with death. Even though their limbs were broken and their bodies were riddled with holes, they still managed to crawl up in a twisted manner and pounce on the heroic god, wanting to pull him down to the mortal world, tear him into pieces, and swallow him into their stomachs.

After such a long time, they knew that these things were "puppets" and had long heard that they were immortal. Even though they were mentally prepared, they could not help but feel timid when they saw them with their own eyes today, not to mention that there were not just one or two, but thousands of them.

Chu Chaozhao didn't care about all that. She drew her sword and rushed forward, chopping the puppet that rushed towards Jun Qiyan into two pieces with one sword: "You're looking for death!"

She stood in front of Jun Qi Yan and held the sword behind her to protect him.

Jun Qi Yan stared blankly down at the little girl standing in front of him, his thin lips curled up into a smile, blood continued to seep from the corners of his mouth, staining his pale lips red, and adding a touch of bright red to his seriously injured and terribly pale face.

"A Zhao, you're here."

Several friends rushed into the puppet pile. Yin Lanhua wrapped up two of them and carried them backwards. After they landed safely, Yin Lan disappeared. Everyone reacted and followed him to block the puppets ten meters away from them.

As soon as he landed, Jun Qi Yan supported himself on the ground with his sword, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was about to fall.

“Ayan!” Chu Chaozhao’s voice was choked with sobs. He helped him sit down and kept looking for pills. “If I had known, I wouldn’t have waited for you to guard Chunshan alone. They actually dared to break the forbidden area and release those puppets!”

Tushan Rongqing came out of the space and looked at Jun Qiyan's body covered with scars, feeling a little reluctant. With nine fox tails standing up behind him, he also rushed into the pile of puppets.

However, like Wangsheng, he was at the end of the team to prevent any puppet from reaching behind and injuring the two of them.

"Hurry, swallow the pill first." Chu Chaozhao raised his hand and brought the pill close to his mouth.

Jun Qi Yan lowered his head slightly and swallowed the medicine, but his eyes were always raised, staring at her. Seeing that her brows were furrowed and the corners of her eyes were red, he raised his hand to smooth them for her, but restrained himself and put it down.

He coughed and joked, "A Zhao, you didn't feed me medicine like this before. Back then, you directly opened my chin and poured it in."

Chu Chaozhao was really pissed off by him and laughed. It was such a late hour and he was still laughing.

But she knew he was comforting her.

Fifteen bottles were filled.