Master, you have lost the CAo

"cut……"

Holding Di Ling in her arms, she sniffed the faint scent of that person's body in the air. Gradually, Yin Liushi, who had been arguing all the time, finally fell asleep.

The bed was very soft, and it was much better than the cold, wet, dry and hard alley with all kinds of crawling animals.

In just a moment of effort, Yin Mouhu had already forgotten the sword cultivator beside her who wanted to kill her earlier, and calmly fell asleep to death.

Hearing the soft snoring of the cub beside him, Mo Yiqing turned around and looked at the demon cub in front of him, carefully sizing it up, it must be the fox cub?

The white fluffy ears flicker, but the other one is full of dried blood, which is very eye-catching on the white fluff.

and……

He stretched out his hand and lightly traced the corner of the cub's eye. Master...there should be a mole in the corner of the eye, the mole of tears is the most... alluring.

"I'm going... Lingling, my sister's sword has been... finished..."

Gently scratching her ear with her little hand, Yin Liushi smacked her mouth and continued to whisper into the air, "Apprentice...apprentice will...not recognize..."

Caressing the fairy sword behind his back, Mo Yiqing looked at the little cub sleeping in the night, and inexplicably compared it with his master.

It's all bad!

Just as he was thinking, he saw that doggy cub squeezed its head into his arms, Mo Yiqing tensed his body for a moment, and slowly moved out.

"I'll go... Lao Yinpi to watch the sword—"

"Forehead!"

Looking at the calf that was kicking towards his waist, Mo Yiqing cast a cold gaze, glanced at the sleeping sweet cub, stretched out his hand and threw the whole fox to the ground.

……

It was dawning quickly, especially in the northwest corner near the desert. Looking at the light coming from the window, Mo Yi turned around, turned his back to the window, and continued to squint his eyes.

Yin Liushi at the bottom of the table also rubbed her ears, curled up her whole body, and continued to snore softly.

"Bang bang bang-"

Seeing that it was almost noon, the meeting hall was full of monks, but Mo Yiqing, who was the head seat, was nowhere to be seen. Qin Ruqing was a little anxious, got up, pulled out the chair and walked out.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Qin Ruqing sighed secretly, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Forget it."

Qin Ruqing pushed Mo Yiqing with his hand, "Everyone is waiting for you."

"Ok!"

Standing up on the bed, Mo Yiqing glanced at the sweet sleeping ball under the table, the corners of his mouth twitched, this kid can really sleep, what time has it been?

Before leaving, Mo Yiqing paused and cast a magic circle on the door.

In the northwest corner, the sky is full of yellow sand, dry and waterless, but it is so bad. In the territory occupied by the demons, the sound of the demon army's high-spirited drill can always be heard.

"My Lady of Saintess!"

Looking at Jing Xinyu from above, all the demon troops knelt down and saluted.

The woman is tall and slender, but her pair of peach blossom eyes that should be full of affection are extremely sharp, and her heroic sword eyebrows are even more upright. Dancing in the wind.

From a distance, it looks like an elf descending on the world.

She waved her sleeves and looked at the monk attacking from high above in the distance, her ethereal silver-white eyes instantly turned into scarlet magic pupils.

"The demon army listens to the order and faces the battle!"

The devilish energy surged out from his hand, and a long red knife surrounded by the devilish energy gradually appeared in his hand, and Jing Xinyu moved the dharma body quickly.

Soar into the air!

"It's you again!"

The No. 1 that catches the eye is Mo Yiqing, Jing Xinyu narrowed his eyes slightly, tightly held the hand holding the magic knife, turned his head to look at the magic army behind him, and gritted his teeth.

She can't back down!

Absolutely not!

Even if you die in battle, you can't... escape!

"Hahaha, how many times have you been defeated by Lord Sword Demon, this devil world saint again?"

"This demon was supposed to be killed, why didn't he..."

"Shh...you shut up"

Eyes full of murderous intent suddenly looked at the man who was talking, Mo Yiqing looked extremely cold, and pulled out the sword behind his back and held it in his hand.

Turning the sword flower flexibly, the sword pointed directly at the man, "You, go!"

With a pale face, the man looked at Jing Xinyu in front of him, who was full of evil spirits, and turned his head stiffly to look at Mo Yiqing, "Sword...Master Sword Demon...Little man...I know my mistake."

With his head down, the man looked at Mo Yiqing's back with an extremely gloomy expression.

"Quian, where are you?"

Mo Yiqing looked at Jing Xinyu, she didn't notice the devilish energy, but the Xuantian mirror was broken, she—isn't she here?

The red demonic energy suddenly dyed the entire knife red, Jing Xinyu took a deep breath, jumped up, and slashed at Mo Yiqing.

The sword has no eyes, and people around can hardly see the movements of these two people clearly, but the coercion of the intertwined spirit energy and devil energy makes people breathless.

Even the surrounding yellow sand was blown away by this powerful wave, and all of them were scattered to nowhere.

One red and one blue fuzzy light and shadow in the sky, intertwined and fighting for a long time, followed by a crisp sound, the fierce fighting stopped abruptly.

"You are defeated."

Holding the broken magic knife, Jing Xinyu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her hand, "Hahaha, you lost too." She raised her head and smiled ironically and pointed at Mo Yi.

However, he saw that the male cultivator from before, holding the fairy sword in his hand, had already rushed behind her with an extremely ferocious expression, and the sword pointed directly at Mo Yiqing's back.

Perhaps because of the dragon horn pendant on the fairy sword, the sword edge moved forward, breaking through layers of magic circles, and finally pierced her waist.

The white robe instantly turned red.

Holding the fairy sword tightly, Mo Yiqing turned around and his bloodthirsty eyes were dark and gloomy. As the blood sprayed around, the male cultivator had become a decapitated corpse, and fell heavily from a high altitude.

Looking at the many cultivators behind her, Mo Yiqing remained silent, tightly holding the dragon horn on the previous fairy sword, it was so sharp that it pierced her palm easily, and blood fell drop by drop from between her fingers.

The atmosphere was frozen for a while, and the flying sand all over the sky swayed past his eyes.

"I——Mo Yiqing, will never participate in the crusade against demons again."

She turned her head to look at Jing Xinyu, her expression changed from her previous awe-inspiring expression, "Get rid of the demon lord Kui'an."

Leave a message, and Mo Yiqing walks away with his sword.

Looking at the crooked monk in front of him, Jing Xinyu raised the corner of his mouth and yelled, "Attack!"

In just an instant, the sky that was already full of yellow sand was covered by layers of thick demon energy, and all the monks swallowed dryly due to their unreasonable timidity.

At first... I thought that Mo Yiqing would behead the demon saint this time, so the remaining fragments of the demon army would be even worse.

Next, relying on them, they can annihilate the demons in one fell swoop, and become admired by all...but unfortunately, such a mistake happened.Moreover, the man earlier was from the Chunyang Palace, the only son of the lord of the Third Palace who cultivated immortals, Jiuyi, who would dare to stop him?I'm afraid he will disappear from the world of cultivating immortals?

Looking at the red broken knife that was bleeding in front of him, many cultivators gathered in one place, biting the bullet and using their whole life's skills to stop it, but their strength was not there.

Before the battle situation changed, without the help of the sword demon, the army of the demon clan was like a broken bamboo. In the center of the dry and desolate desert, the blood flow almost became a small river, winding and spreading in the sand.

The night was dark, the high temperature in the desert dissipated, and the temperature dropped to an extremely low temperature. The thick blood with nourishing spiritual power attracted the snakes in the sand, and their fluorescent green eyes shone terrifyingly during their time. of light.

squeak-

Nibbling at the corpses on the sandy soil.

……

Sitting on the roof, looking at the gradually bright moon in the sky, Mo Yiqing circled the wine jar, just staring blankly, with an indifferent expression.

The wound on the waist was not serious, and it healed after taking the pill, but...

"Master,... Yiqing is tired!"

In the past five years, she has seen too much greed when she walked out of Jianzhongya. The leader of the cultivator who bears the name of righteousness is greedy for reputation, magic weapon, status...even stabbing the same master in the back when hunting demons. Brother... just to get the magic pill.

Also, the human beings they... protect.

Destroy the magic circle without authorization, go to the devil world to catch the demon cubs, dig out their inner alchemy, destroy their eyes... Attempting to break the shackles of heaven and refine the medicine of immortality...

As for the Demon Race?

How could a demon who came out of purgatory be accepted by the righteous way under the light?

"Ah, ah——!"

"Sister ~ sister!!"

A dragon's roar made Mo Yiqing dizzy from the shock.

Mo Yiqing hurriedly made Fajue jump down from the roof, the moonlight slanted down from the door, the formation on the door was obviously destroyed by someone.

She pushed the door and entered, but saw a more uncomfortable scene than before.

The little devil cub's face was covered with light blue blood, and the horn that should have stood on top of her head was cut off at the root, and the condition of the devil cub standing in front of her was not impressive.

Yin Liushi clenched her teeth, her pupils were filled with killing intent, she looked at the fairy sword pierced into her chest, and slowly pulled it out.

With a slight pinch of the fingertips, the sword shattered into pieces of iron like paper.

"Sword cultivator...why is he a sword cultivator again!"

Yin Liushi glanced at her and sat sideways on the ground, her face was covered with blue blood, and her whole body exuded a jet-black demonic energy.

The black magic pattern went all the way up, winding to the corner of her eyes.

"Ah~hahahahahaha, it's wonderful, this demon clan is really top-notch!"

Hearing the coolness coming from behind the door, the man turned his head to look at Mo Yiqing, with the fairy sword in his hand, his expression trembled slightly, but his mouth still threatened, "The leader of the righteous way is good at raising demons, why, you still want to Can't you kill me?"

Slowly opening her eyes, Yin Liushi stepped on the ground and jumped up. With her legs full of demonic energy, she directly knocked the man down. Looking at the insignificant man, Yin Liushi raised her fist and hit him again and again. his face.

It wasn't until the man's face lost its shape that he withdrew his hand, turned around and hugged the crying Emperor Ling in his arms, and looked coldly at the crowd outside the door that almost blocked the sky.

The wanton devilish energy came from the house, and in just a moment, the house was surrounded by cultivators.

"My lord, this demon race..."

Mo Yiqing glanced coldly, and the person who was speaking inserted his sword back.

"Why, you don't know what happened today?" Looking around for a week, seeing that everyone was silent and bowed their heads, Mo Yiqing smiled on his back, with an extremely sarcastic tone, "Why, don't you deserve it?"

Qin Ruqing walked quickly to her side, glanced coldly at the monks around, "Go back to the sect and rest."

Mo Yiqing patted her shoulder with a smile, turned to look at the little cub who had already walked to the door, "Where are you going?"

Yin Liushi didn't speak, she just lowered her head, and when she raised her head, the familiar eyes at that moment made Mo Yiqing freeze in place.

A strong devilish energy filled the air from her eyes, slowly submerging the clear night sky.

When the people around came back to their senses, the short cub had changed its appearance at some point.

On the fair skin, a magic pattern spread from the back to the corner of the eye is extremely frightening, like a broken magic sword attached to her body.

Even those pupils were not ordinary. The demons saw scarlet.

It was an extremely empty and frightening white.

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