Master, I especially hold grudges!

When Shi Fangyu accepted these cubs on the first day, he fantasized more than once in his heart that in the future, his disciples would be famous all over the world, or prosper the family, or cast down demons and help the world.

When you have to be flattered by others, or when you are flattered by others, you can sigh with emotion.

"Yo! His master is the master of Yaoguang Palace in Tianmen Mountain, Shi Fangyu!"

If you praise him by the way, he will be happier.

At that time, he never thought that his life would end in such a miserable end.

As for the word "miserable", if you say it has nothing to do with Duan Heng killing him, it is his own choice after all.

He can only say that the world is tricking people, so that he, who was originally peaceful and happy on the track, suddenly deviates.Maybe just a little bit less, he can realize the original dream.When he was at the end of the road, he even thought that when his disciples were famous all over the world, it would be fine if the world didn't remember to praise him.

He is sorry.

I am also worried that after his death, those cubs will be wronged in Tianmen Mountain, or they will be ashamed to learn from him.

So after he came back to life, he never asked or thought about what happened to the original disciples. He just wanted to cut off all the connections between the Demon Lord Shi Fangyu and this world.

The fourth senior brother once asked him: "You know that the soul in Duan Heng's body is the flame of the demon king, do you hate him? Or, do you feel tired because you think the disciple is a demon?"

No.

He said it very simply.

Even now, he doesn't think that being a demon cultivator is worth being cast aside.

It's just that he is afraid, afraid that if he has such thoughts, those cubs may not have such thoughts.He is a very cowardly person.

To this day, he is still a demon cultivator, and he is still divided into the opposite side by the people of Xianmen, but he is lucky to have the protection and support of these children.

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The faces of the Xianmen changed several times, but no matter how the Patriarch of the five surnames called their clan disciples, the children kneeling on the ground remained unmoved.

This is far beyond their imagination.

Ling Kaipo was furious in his chest, knowing that if he didn't stop him, those disciples behind him might not be incited.

He doesn't want things to get out of his control.

But he looked at Yun Ximo a few times, and the man just put on a secret expression and said nothing, as if everything was waiting for him to come out.

Thinking of this, he was even more angry, and wanted to kick away the kneeling disciple in front of him, but was blocked by Shi Fangyu's sleeve.

Duan Heng supported Shi Fangyu and glared at him.

"Okay, you all get up." Shi Fangyu pretended not to see Duan Heng's wink, and waved to the boys below.

He walked around the people surrounding him, and it took him a long time to find the vague figure in his memory.

The recounting is over, it's time to get down to business.

"Patriarch Ling, you insist on putting me to death today, is it really because of your determination to guard the righteous way?"

Ling Kaipo held the long sword and looked at Shi Fangyu with complicated eyes. Before he could answer, Shi Fangyu asked again.

"I'm just curious. The six clans of the Xianmen, the seven sons of the Tianmen, and the disciples of the Xianmen who are present here today, why is it that Patriarch Ling is the only one who talks so much?"

Shi Fangyu's gaze bypassed Ling Kaipo, and turned to Yun Ximo's face, with a mysterious voice: "I don't know what Patriarch Yun thinks?"

Ling Kaipo listened to the voice and found it intriguing, and looked back at Yun Ximo.

Yun Ximo was as stable as Mount Tai, he didn't even move his eyebrows, he clasped his sword and crossed his hands, and his movements flowed like flowing water, still carrying his Yun family's unworldly airs.

"Patriarch Ling's meaning must be our meaning, why do you have to ask this question?" The smile on the corner of his mouth is clear and indifferent, but there is an inexplicable confidence, as if everything is in the palm of his hand.

"No, I'm just asking casually," Shi Fangyu swept his hand in front of his eyes, "Actually, I want to talk to your lady."

It was obvious that he was joking, and his gag made everyone present stunned.

This remark was an offense to Mrs. Yun. Not only was it inappropriate, but it was also confusing. The expressions of the other people present were a little strange.

Only Yun Ximo didn't move, he frowned slightly, and followed his words: "I don't know how my wife offended you?"

"Offending doesn't count," Shi Fangyu stood a little tired, stretched out his hand, Duan Heng hurriedly caught it, and he leaned on Duan Heng, "Mrs. Yun and I have a deep hatred, just 'offended' two Words are too light."

Su Shuangdu was indeed present, but she knew how to avoid the sharp edge for a while, and she quietly hid behind Yun Ximo from the beginning to the end, never raising her head once.

But being named like this, Su Shuangdu couldn't avoid it.

Taking a step forward, Su Shuangdu raised his eyebrows coldly and said, "I don't know you."

Even Su Chengzhou couldn't recognize Shi Fangyu, and Su Shuangdu, who only met once, naturally didn't remember him either.

Shi Fangyu smiled, and said: "Madam doesn't remember me, she must remember Xianren Town, and if she doesn't remember Xianren Town, she should know Chiyu Jiaoming, even if Madam can't even remember Chiyu Jiaoming..."

"The Blood Sea Spirit Formation, remember it?"

As soon as Shi Fangyu's words came out, her expression changed, she took a step back in shock, and was supported by Yun Ximo, and now Yun Ximo finally had mood swings.

"What blood sea spirit formation?" Ling Kaipo couldn't understand this time.

However, Quan Lan's expression changed slightly, and he murmured to himself: "Isn't the Blood Sea Spirit Formation a forbidden technique? A forbidden technique practiced with tens of millions of lives..."

When the others heard Quan Lan's words, their expressions changed drastically. This forbidden technique sounded frightening, and they forgot for a moment that it came from Shi Fangyu's mouth. Judging from their cognition, it was impossible. letter.

But everyone still unconsciously moved away from Yun's house.

Shi Fangyu covered his mouth exaggeratedly: "Oh? Patriarch Ling doesn't know, right? Patriarch Yun didn't tell you?"

Ling Jiapo looked back at Yun Ximo again.

"Time Fangyu, don't talk nonsense!"

"who are you?"

Yun Ximo and Su Shuangdu spoke at the same time, one was a little bit annoyed, while the other showed panic.

Shi Fangyu smiled but said nothing, held his chest and coughed twice, then slowly looked at Su Shuangdu, his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed, it was really frightening.

"Do you remember Su Qing? Aunt Qing's adopted child is me."

Su Shuangdu's eyes slowly opened, and her mouth was wide enough to hold two eggs. She really didn't expect that the child who escaped from the forbidden area back then would become one of the seven sons of Tianmen.

If it was anyone else who escaped, she could use the restraint technique of the Jiao Ming clan to control their life and death, but the Time Fangyu could not.

Now it seems that things are going to happen, but I didn't expect the variable of time and space.

"Master Mozun is confusing the public right now? What Chiyu Jiaoming! What blood sea spirit array! Isn't the most important thing right now, Mr. Mozun?" Yun Ximo pulled Su Shuangdu behind him, with a twinkle in his eyes And pass.

Shi Fangyu grabbed Duan Heng and whispered in his ear: "Did you find something wrong with Yun Ximo?"

Duan Heng narrowed his eyes and did not answer, but stared at Yun Ximo closely.

Shi Fangyu felt a little uneasy, so he decided not to beat around the bush, and said directly: "Su Shuangdu, although you have become the wife of Patriarch Yun in a concealed manner, your real identity is the head of the Chibane Jiaoming clan. Imprisoning the entire clan in a forbidden place, and inducing them to kill each other, leaving only 440 people, and now lying underground..."

He spoke so fast that everyone couldn't keep up with their train of thought, and they were confused, but when Fang Yu pointed at the corpses all over the floor, his voice suddenly disappeared.

He hurriedly looked at Duan Heng: "The Jiao Ming people who came to Shen's house seem to be over a hundred at most!"

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