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Rong Ze didn't know how long he had slept, but when he opened his eyes again, he was woken up by Yu Xuling.

There was a dull pain in his abdomen, and the injury on his body was still not healed, but he had already forgotten how he was injured.

I don't remember, probably it doesn't matter.

Liu Qingyuan called him, it was time for him to go.

The snow was thick outside, and the wind hurt more than usual in the face.

But Rong Zetong was used to it and didn't care.

It's just that as soon as he stepped into Liu Qingyuan's bedroom, he was stopped by Liu Qingyuan——

"Why isn't your face healed yet?"

Rong Ze was a little dazed. He checked his body after waking up, but he didn't expect to have injuries on his face?

Touching his cheek, he really felt the unevenness of his hand.

Liu Qingyuan stared at the scars on his face that hadn't faded away, and frowned, "Where's the elixir I gave you, doesn't it work?"

Rong Ze thought for a while and said truthfully, "I probably forgot to eat it."

He did find a elixir in his sleeve just now, but the elixir was covered with dust, he felt a little disgusted and threw it in the cave.

It turned out that Liu Qingyuan gave it to him?

Rong Ze raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at Liu Qingyuan with a gleam in his eyes.

Knowing the reason, Liu Qingyuan didn't ask any further questions, and told him directly, "Go back and get your face in order, and follow me to the sword competition in five days."

The sword competition is a big stage for the younger generation of various sects to show their strength. In the past years, Liu Qingyuan would bring Rong Ze there, and this year is no exception.

"Okay." Rong Ze agreed.

Although he couldn't say a few more words with Liu Qingyuan, Rong Ze was still happy.

He went back to the cave, picked up the elixir in the corner, carefully wiped off the dirt on the surface, and then swallowed it with great care.

Liu Qingyuan wanted him to heal his face, so when the medicine wore off, he healed his face first.

But this elixir has limited potency, it healed the face and other minor injuries, but it has no effect on the most seriously injured abdomen.

Rong Ze slept for another five days, and when he set off for the sword competition, he seemed to have returned to normal.

However, this time Liu Qingyuan not only brought him, but also Xia Xuelin.

Xia Xuelin stood behind Liu Qingyuan on the left, and all the disciples followed them like stars holding the moon.

Liu Qingyuan was dressed in Tsing Yi, as gentle as jade.The little rabbit demon is dressed in white clothes and wins snow, delicate and lovely.

This picture is very harmonious, isn't it?

Human beings are best at judging the situation. Although Rong Ze is powerful in Jianzong, he has fallen out of favor in front of Sect Master Liu, and disciples with sharp eyesight will naturally curry favor with Xia Xuelin who is now in favor.

Back then, as long as Rong Ze appeared, some disciples would naturally leave him the seat behind Liu Qingyuan, but now he can only stand at the end, looking at Liu Qingyuan's back from afar.

Liu Qingyuan is busy with important affairs, so naturally she doesn't pay attention to these things.

The venue of the sword competition this time was Misty Gate, and the spirit boat set off steadily to the east, until Rong Ze got off the boat, Rong Ze couldn't see Liu Qingyuan again.

Regarding this, Rong Ze was not very disappointed, this kind of thing had happened too many times, his heart was indescribably numb.

What really aroused his emotions was when Liu Qingyuan asked him to compete with other demon slaves at the celebration banquet after the sword competition!

At that time, the heads of various sects were exchanging greetings, and the master of Misty Sect suddenly proposed—"Just drinking and looking at beauties is boring, why don't you let your own demon slaves come out to make gestures, to add to the fun!"

Everyone agreed with this proposal, and Liu Qingyuan naturally did not refuse.

But the only monsters he brought out this time were Rong Ze and Xia Xuelin. He would not let Xia Xuelin, who was powerless, play, so he looked at Rong Ze who was standing behind him.

Facing Shang Rongze's magnificent eyes, Liu Qingyuan rarely said in a warm voice: "I can't lose, but the ones who will play later will be the slaves of the sect masters, so you can't kill me either."

"what?"

It took Rong Ze a while to realize that Liu Qingyuan wanted him to compete with monster slaves like a clown at this banquet, in order to please all the human beings here?

He knew that other human beings looked down on monsters, and even regarded the demon slave sitting down as the most humble thing that could be humiliated wantonly.

But he never felt this kind of contempt from Liu Qingyuan before, and Liu Qingyuan also said that he would not treat him as a demon slave.

But now, Rong Ze couldn't figure out what he was in Liu Qingyuan's heart?

He was confused and hesitated, and the next moment, Liu Qingyuan gave the answer.

He said: "Everyone knows that you are the sharpest knife in my hand, just grasp the scale and don't lose my face."

After hearing this, Rong Ze couldn't help staring at the long and narrow eyes in front of him.

Liu Qingyuan's face was still gentle, but the expression in his eyes was no longer as gentle as before, but exuded the majesty and solemnity of a superior.

Back then that person said to him with crooked eyebrows, "Rong Ze, you are my other half's life".

But the person in front of him frowned and said, "You are the sharpest knife in my hand."

Rong Ze felt that his abdomen began to throb again.

It was as if a blunt knife was stabbed at Ling Chi, the flesh was cut and forced to stick together, the pain was so painful that his throat was choked, and even his breathing was hindered.

In a blink of an eye, the Liu Qingyuan who would smile at him seemed to fade away from his memory, and even his distant face was not clear.

He blinked, trying to get a better look.

But he heard the person in front of him call him again - "Aze?"

Rong Ze was taken aback by this long-lost title, and subconsciously answered "Yes".

Immediately afterwards, he saw his own shadow in Liu Qingyuan's pupils.

He was bleak, stale as ever.

And the person in front of him was still the bright Liu Qingyuan whom he had never rejected since 500 years ago.

Something seemed to have changed between him and Liu Qingyuan, but nothing seemed to have changed.

So, maybe it doesn't matter if you make a knife?

After all, human beings are always complex and changeable, and he just happens to never understand this change.

……

Soon it was time for the competition, and all the demon slaves on the field were chained with bone-piercing chains.

Human beings believe that the ferocity of monsters is hard to get rid of, so these bone piercing chains are usually attached with the runes set by the owner.

Once the demon slave violates the master's wishes, these runes will be activated, and the disobedient slave will be punished extremely painfully.

For example, not far away, the wolf demon who just lost a competition.

The owner of the wolf demon is the head of the Taiyue faction, and at this time the head is stepping on the face of the wolf demon and continuously crushing it to the ground.

The iron chain locked on the bone of the wolf demon's lute had bursts of black streaks flowing, his whole body convulsed, and he opened his big mouth dripping with blood, but no sound could come out of his throat.

His tongue was pulled out by the roots. As a wolf clan, he even lost the ability to lick his wounds alone.

The leader of Taiyue picked up the hot tea at hand and poured it on the wolf demon. The wound that was still bleeding on the wolf demon was scalded by the hot tea, and his whole body twitched a few times, and gradually he couldn't move.

He lay lifeless on the floor, his bloodshot eyes were facing Rongze.

Rong Ze watched helplessly as he was dragged away by the handyman, his thin lips pursed tighter and tighter.

The human beings around laughed and laughed, and the misery of the wolf demon delighted them so much that many people started to attack their own demon slaves.

Yaonumen's eyes were unwilling, but he had to be led around by humans, kicked and beaten fiercely.

Rong Ze still remembered that Liu Qingyuan once said that monsters and beasts are inherently evil, if they are not eradicated, all people in the world will have no peace.

But at this moment, seeing these human beings being accustomed to abuse, he wanted to ask——

Aren't demons the only ones in the world?

Thinking of this, he did ask the question.

Liu Qingyuan and Xia Xueling in front froze at the same time. After a while, Liu Qingyuan turned his head and looked at him coldly, "You sympathize with them."

When in doubt, it is a firm tone.

Before Rong Ze could say anything, Liu Qingyuan snorted coldly, "A demon is a demon."