break free from darkness

Shen Qianqiu looked coldly at the man in black in front of him, "Who are you? What is the purpose of visiting my residence at night?" His body was in a posture that could be attacked and defended, and every muscle was ready to go.

"My lord asked me to take you to see him." The man in black seemed to have not seen Shen Qianqiu's defense, and said something that excited Shen Qianqiu with a straight body and an unwavering tone.

"Okay." A simple word with trembling.

magic.

Shen Qianqiu followed Chu Xiao non-stop for a few days, and when he was anxious and doubtful, Chu Xiao said that he had arrived.

They came to an extremely hidden place in the mountains. Chu Xiao didn't know what he was playing with. The flat land began to sink slowly, and a deep secret passage appeared. After the man in black entered first, Shen Qianqiu did not hesitate. walked in.

After walking a few steps, Shen Qianqiu looked back, and the opening disappeared without a sound.

After walking along the dark passage for a while, and turning several times, they finally came to the main hall, where Zhu Xin was sitting on the throne and bowing down to them.

Shen Qianqiu stared deeply at Zhu Xin, and didn't notice that the man in black disappeared without interest. For the first time, he looked straight into Zhu Xin's eyes without covering up, and he clearly revealed the deep feelings in his heart. He came out and carefully explored Zhu Xin's emotions.

Zhu Xin still smiled warmly as she did before Shen Qianqiu, her eyes were like a dark abyss, she couldn't see through it, she couldn't understand it.

"Xiaoqiu, you have completed all the trials. Congratulations, you have become a teacher. From then on, you can travel freely in the world. Whether you are right or wrong, you will not interfere as a teacher. I called you here today just to Let you understand where your teacher came from. This is the Demon Cult, and my teacher is the leader of the Demon Cult." After finishing speaking, the warmth is no longer, the evil spirit is still the same, he is no longer just his master.He told the truth, he understood the purpose.

is that so?Is it all for the Demon Cult?It was as if my heart was being squeezed tightly by someone's hand.Swallowing the blood rushing to his throat, the corners of his mouth curled up in a happy angle, it's great to be able to contribute to Master's plan.

"Master, can this disciple see you often in the future?" The pleading in his eyes broke his heart.

"If they can be merged and the rivers and lakes will be unified, you and I, master and apprentice, won't have to worry about it anymore, and we can be at ease, of course we can." There is a hint of temptation in the words.

In this way, the four eyes met and reached a consensus.

13 years later.

The forces in Jianghu have merged into one, but it turns out that the Demon Sect is the leader.The imperial court has also been completely infiltrated by the power of the Demon Cult, and the world has actually belonged to the Demon Cult, to Chu Mu.

"Shen Qianqiu, you are crazy! You actually work for the Devil's Cult! We really misunderstood you at the beginning!!" This was what Shen Qianqiu heard when he had a showdown with the heads of the various sects after secretly gathering decent forces.

How did he answer back then, "I love him." Yes, it was all because of his love and obsession.He doesn't care about right or wrong, life or death, just for one person.

Blood is destined to become a memorial ceremony for the replacement of dynasties, and under the tough tactics, the leader of the Demon Cult finally got his wish.

[Task two completed. ]

Well, the gorgeous curtain is finally coming down.

[I'm curious about Shen Qianqiu's ending at the end. ]

Don't worry, this time he will not leave his most beloved person.

[Are you relenting? ]

No, it's just that his crazy and forbearing love is like an old friend.

[Yeah.Are you still missing that old man? ]

... can't forget.

He is like the deepest scar on the road, engraved in memory, cannot be erased, and does not want to be erased.

In the dark night, there seemed to be a drop of teardrop that fell without leaving a trace.