The Sun of the Patriarch of Demon Dao shines on the stars

As soon as the Yinhu Talisman was combined, the ground began to tremble immediately, and the ground under their feet made a dark and muffled sound, followed by cracks on the ground surface, and the corpses overflowed. Layers of dry corpses rushed to the ground. All the old corpses that had been buried for several feet were summoned out.The ghosts gathered again, circling around the Yinhu Talisman, forming an endless wind.

The number of corpses surpassed the number of people in a short while, and people were soon surrounded by the crowd of corpses.The zither killing, the sound of the wooden fish, the sword cutting, and the whipping were of no avail. A batch of Yin corpses fell down, and there was a steady stream of coming up, never ending.And if they are scratched or bitten by them, they will bleed, poison and rot to death.Some people were directly torn alive by the mummies, their hands, feet, and heads were torn into the sky, leaving no whole body dead.

The roar of the corpses was mixed with the heart-piercing shouts, which became smaller and smaller, and were gradually drowned out.The moonlight gradually dimmed, and the mountain became more eerie and terrifying. The roaring and biting sounds of the corpse echoed in the mountain for a long time.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Xue Yang walked up to Xiao Xingchen, carried him on his back, and walked away with his sword.

Xu Buwei's back was scratched by a zombie, and the corpse poison was spreading.He had no time to rescue other people, so he had to put away his whisk and go back to the mountain with his sword.

It is said that among the people who came to encircle and suppress that night, except for Nie Huaisang and Song Lan, everyone else died here.Song Lan was fine because he was already dead and couldn't be infected with the corpse poison, but a few muscles were still torn off from his body.And Nie Huaisang's safety is because the black-maned dog fairy attracted Lan Xichen. Lan Xichen used the cracked ice to clear the way, at least cleared a corpse path, and left with Nie Huaisang's sword, unable to care about others.

When Lan Xichen asked about what happened, Nie Huaisang just smashed the sword in his hand and said that Xue Yang must be destroyed!

A day later, the news of Xue Yang's return to the world with the Yinhu Talisman had spread, and there were constant discussions in the neighborhood, and everyone was in danger for a while.The three clans of Nie, Lan, and Jiang made a covenant to eradicate Xue Yang within one month, avenge the countless lives that died at his hands, and restore peace to the world.

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At the foot of an unknown mountain, there is a dilapidated small thatched cottage.Built with thatch, the walls are soft, and it seems that it will collapse when the wind is strong.

There is no paper on the windows, the sunlight can enter smoothly, it is bright and mild, and in the beams of light, the dust particles can be seen floating.The sun was shining quietly in every corner of the room. There was nothing in the room except a bed made of weeds and an old wooden bench.The dust was not thick or thin on the ground.

Xiao Xingchen lay quietly on the bed, his handsome face was clean, it should have been scrubbed well.His eyelashes were long and thick, like cuckoo feathers.The sun gradually rose, covering his whole body.His eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, but he was not quite used to the long-lost daylight, so he squinted his eyes and covered them with his hands.

Soon he got used to the sunlight, and looked around with his black and bright eyes. He saw beams of light leaking through the window, the bed made of dense grass, the dilapidated walls, and the people sitting on the wooden bench. Xue Yang, and the white cloth sash wrapped around his face.

Xiao Xingchen was a little surprised. He touched his eyelids, and he could indeed feel the round eyeballs rolling inside.He smelled the herbal smell on his body, the familiar herbal smell, which could be smelled everywhere in Master's cave.

"You took me to see Master?"

Xue Yang nodded calmly: "Yes, I made a deal with her."

Xiao Xingchen was surprised and angry: "Why did you give me your eyes?"

"Your eyes are not for free, you have to promise me one thing."

"what?"

"Take me back to Yizhuang."

"and then?"

Xue Yang's pale lips raised a smile, a happy smile, "Then we live in it, and every morning we draw lots, whoever gets the short one goes to buy vegetables, you cook for me, if you are tired, you can Rest for a while, then cook for me, and then give me a piece of candy every night, the round kind, when the night is clear, we will kill the living corpses together, I will call the living corpses from all over the world, let you kill."

Xiao Xingchen was a little annoyed: "Xue Yang, stop joking at this time!"

"I'm not joking, I'm serious," Xue Yang's voice was hoarse, probably because of the congestion in his throat, as if it was being torn apart, "I've always been serious, including every joke I told you before. I was talking about it very seriously, and I watched every expression of yours very seriously and remembered it in my heart."

He seemed to be crying, the white cloth was slowly smeared blood red, showing the outline of the two holes in his eyes, tears mixed with blood dripped down his cheeks, forming bloodstains one after another.

"Before I met you, I wanted to surpass Wei Wuxian, dominate the magic way, and trample the whole world under my feet, but after I met you in Yicheng, I wanted to lie to you all the time and stay by your side, lifetime!

Don't you think I'm like a dog, a dog that no one wants, you drive me away, hate me, scold me, but I still follow you shamelessly! "

Xiao Xingchen was silent, he lowered his eyes, those eyes that were originally fierce, now were gentle.

Xue Yang was sobbing, the cloth was completely dyed red, and the original whiteness could not be seen, "Xingchen, can you take me away, take me back to Yizhuang, or a place that no one knows, hide it , just the two of us, you teach me to read, teach me to play the flute, teach me to kill living corpses, teach me how to behave, I promise you, I will never kill again! You teach me!"

Xiao Xingchen frowned. He faced Xue Yang, hesitating.As time passed by, the sun became brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire room.

"It's okay, I can give you time, and you can answer me later."

After an unknown period of time, the chirping of birds outside merged into one piece, flying between the mountains and forests.

Xiao Xingchen quietly approached Xue Yang, and he raised his hand, wanting to touch his blood-stained face.Not far away, there was a sudden barking of a dog, getting closer and closer.

Xue Yang looked towards the door in horror, his body trembling.

The door was kicked open suddenly, broke and scattered, and several disciples wearing the school uniform of the Lan family walked in, followed by Nie Huaisang, and there was a large group of people behind him, who did not enter the house.

Seeing Xue Yang wrapped in blood, Nie Huaisang laughed loudly, "Xue Yang, you have today too, it seems that I brought so many people here today, it's unnecessary!"

Xue Yang curled his lips and said contemptuously: "You'd better bring more people, Sect Master Nie, you come alone, with a pustule, what if you accidentally encounter a walking corpse monster, and you are scared to death?"

"You're being mean now!" Nie Huaisang signaled the disciples with his eyes, twisted Xue Yang up, kicked him on the knee, and he immediately knelt down, facing Nie Huaisang.

Xiao Xingchen stopped him and said, "Sect Master Nie, I'm afraid you've gone too far by doing this!"

Nie Huaisang motioned to another disciple, grabbed Xue Yang's hair, slammed it on the ground, and kowtowed.

Xiao Xingchen drew his sword and stepped forward to stop Xue Yang, scattered the people around Xue Yang, and looked at Nie Huaisang with an unfriendly expression.

Gritting his teeth, Nie Huaisang said, "Master Xiao Xingchen, I've always heard that you punish the evil and promote the good, you are upright and strong, you should be able to distinguish right from wrong, why are you now turning black and white and defending the wicked!"

Xiao Xingchen said clearly: "What is impossible can become what is, black can also become white, everything is not static!"

Nie Huaisang raised his hand, signaling his disciples to arrest Xiao Xingchen together.At this time, Lan Xichen came in, saluted Xiao Xingchen politely, and said gently: "Master Xiao Xingchen, we will definitely take Xue Yang away today, you might as well go back with us, If you have anything to say, go back to Qinghe and talk about it."

As soon as he returned to Qinghe, Xue Yang was put on the execution rack that had been prepared in the city, and his hands were tied with iron chains.Monks and people from all over the city gathered in the city, waiting to witness his death.And the method of killing this time was the one Xue Yang used before - Ling Chi.Each person took turns to use a red-hot sword to cut him in pieces until he died.

In the lobby of Nie's house, Xiao Xingchen begged Nie Huaisang to spare Xue Yang's life, put him in prison, and let him face the wall and think about his mistakes and reform.

Nie Huaisang sneered, and the tea spewed out: "Face the wall and think about it, haha, I think that bastard Xue Yang will only face the wall and think about how to come out and chop us up piece by piece!"

Xiao Xingchen persistently said: "No matter how evil he is, no matter how bastard he is, that's all about him in the past. When he was young, he was innocent and innocent, but when he grew up he became ruthless, and when he was young, he was ruthless and ruthless. A mature heart with a kind heart.”

Lan Xichen said solemnly: "Daoist Xiao Xingchen, I understand what you mean, and I also understand your feelings, but I can vaguely see that Xue Yang's kindness moved you, but his kindness is selfish. I only give you one person, and he still can’t kill others. I agree with what you said about the past and the future, but Xue Yang was a demon in the past after all. He ruined the past of many people, and some people live in the past. In the past, if they can't put an end to their past, they have no future. Time can heal everything, and it can also accumulate and deepen many things, including pain and hatred."

Nie Huaisang held Ning Zhiran's Ling Fengjian in his arms, turned his head away and did not speak.

Xiao Xingchen lowered his eyes, the inside was gloomy, like stars that lost their light, unable to illuminate the dark night sky. "I see...he must die."

Song Lan walked in, and he took Xiao Xingchen's hand, motioning him to follow him.They came all the way to the center of the city, and saw Xue Yang raised high on the execution scaffold, and countless people surrounded the execution platform.

At noon, the execution order came from Nie's house.Excited shouts came from the crowd, one by one impatiently lined up, walked up to the stage, took out the sword from the charcoal pot, and stabbed Xue Yang fiercely, each stab was done with full strength, and the flesh was roasted The sound of burning.After a while, his body was like a sieve, and his clothes were completely soaked in blood, dry and wet, wet and dry again.There is no place to insert a sword, but there are still many people who want to kill him with their own hands. They can only insert and cut the old wounds, but they can't pierce the body, because he can't kill him all at once, he has to be consumed slowly.

What surprised people was that Xue Yang didn't cry out from the beginning to the end, and every time he was stabbed, he frowned, his lips were bitten and bleeding came out, but his cheeks were pale, as if all the blood in his body had been drained.

He hummed a tune in his nose, and the pain made him intermittent and out of tune. It was a tune that Xiao Xingchen played on his flute in Yizhuang not long ago, and he memorized it.

When the last monk came to the stage, Xue Yang had already turned into a blood hole, no longer bleeding, the blood had coagulated on the clothes and skin, and it was stiff.Seeing that there was nowhere to strike, the monk raised Xue Yang's chin, and stabbed him with the long sword. His tongue was cut off alive, and it bled again. Along the chin, the handsome and evil chin flowed into a gurgling stream. blood river.

But he has not died yet, his head is hanging limply, and the bones can already be seen on his body.People waited quietly below, waiting for him to swallow his last breath, and then the soul catcher came to smash the soul that suppressed him.

Xiao Xingchen slowly walked up to the execution platform. He stood beside Xue Yang, very close, and could feel each other's breath.He took out a candy from his bosom, the round kind, and put it into Xue Yang's bloody mouth.

He raised his hand to caress his evil and childish cheeks, and whispered in his ear: "I know you are waiting for my answer, and my answer is: I will take you away, take you back to Yizhuang... Or go to a place where no one is around, we draw lots every morning... whoever loses gets to buy vegetables... I will teach you to read... play the flute... we go to kill zombies at night... you are not a dog... you It's Xue Yang...the child I want to be with me all the time..."

Xue Yang opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he lost his tongue, so he couldn't speak, so he could only yell "wuwuwuwuwuwu". The cloth around his eyes was wet with blood again, turning from dark red to bright red.He smiled, showing two canine teeth, then lowered his head, swallowing his last breath.

The author has something to say: there is the last chapter in the future, please read it slowly, I will cry for a while, Ma Dan, I will see people later, how can I cry like this?