Master respects him by serving the devil

When Ye Shangzhu was taken to Kunlun, she was still unconscious.

When she woke up a little bit and became conscious, she was pulled out, dragged, and thrown into the ice and snow before she could clearly see the environment she was in.

The frail girl was obviously still sick, her unhealed wounds were chapped, and her clothes were stained red. She was wearing a thin white tunic, and her slender wrists were covered with dark and heavy spirit locks.

Her consciousness was still in a semi-blur, before she could see who was in front of her, she was pulled by the chain and dragged her all the way, her wrist was scratched by the chain and bloodstained, it was cold and painful, but she didn't even have the strength to shout out.

The eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes in a daze, only to see vague figures, the clothes of those people, she had seen at Jiangnan Zhong's house, but she didn't recognize any of these people's faces.

Only her sense of hearing is still there, she heard...

"If we come to Kunlun so rashly, we won't encounter any danger, right?" The young voice swallowed, and said tremblingly: "Didn't it mean that the Kunlun Demon Lord is not completely dead? What if it is really here... ..."

"Those words can only scare a coward like you, and you don't even think about who spread these words? Only when everyone fears the Kunlun Temple can we get a good one."

"Ah?" The cautious disciple didn't know why, "Didn't it mean...we came to Kunlun to find a way to repair the ban? What does it have to do with...getting benefits?"

"What are you talking about?" A slightly old, thick voice suddenly sounded.

The two gossiping disciples immediately bowed and bowed, not daring to discuss in private anymore.

"Go and see with them, have you found the entrance?" The old man dismissed the cowardly and unclear disciple just now.

Ye Shangzhu felt that someone was looking at her, but she was too weak, her injuries hadn't healed, and she was shivering from the cold because of her bound spiritual power.

"Why are you telling him that? You're just an outer disciple, you don't need to know that much. This girl pays close attention. If anything goes wrong, I'll only ask you."

Ye Shangzhu listened for a while, and couldn't understand what they were talking about, but she still grasped the point at once. She was brought to Kunlun, and they might even know that the devil is still alive...

Difficulty struck, she didn't wake up for a long time, and she fell into a long coma again.

When she woke up again, she was surrounded by a warm spiritual force, covering her whole body warmly. She opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw a young man she didn't know in front of her.

The young man's face was so ordinary that Ye Shangzhu didn't recognize him, but somehow felt that the man's eyes were very familiar. Under the gentleness and plainness, there was a coldness and indifference.

The young man looked a little strange, he just sighed, and said to her in a low voice: "If you don't wake up, they will throw ice water on you... Later, you can do whatever they want you to do, Don't make unnecessary resistance."

There was a trace of pity in the young man's eyes, but soon, he was overwhelmed by the call from afar.

He tried his best not to hurt Ye Shangzhu, but he still dragged her unceremoniously, and walked towards the huge ice wall not far away. Under the ice wall, there were many people wrapped in cloaks and cloaks. Human monks, there are still many demon corpses under their feet.

Not long after they died, those monsters still had ferocious faces, and their violent eyes were full of resentment. They seemed to be the guardians of this ice and snow world, but they lamented that they were not capable enough to stop the alien invasion.

But soon, the rapid snowfall buried all their bodies.

The ice wall is like a moat, towering into the clouds. It is the last protection in front of the Kunlun Temple. If the ice wall is broken, the Kunlun Temple on the top of Kunlun will be exposed behind it.

It used to be the pilgrimage site of the Immortal Gate, the place where the gods lived according to the rumors, but was later occupied by the Demon Lord, and even after the death of the Demon Lord for more than 200 years, it was still occupied by the Demon Lord after his death.

No god can enter.

Su Zhiyan stood with his hands behind his back, looking aloof and compassionate, the head of the immortal sect stared at Ye Shangzhu, with greed and longing in his eyes.

Today's Ye Shangzhu is the only key in this world that can open Kunlun.

She was born in the lotus pond of the Kunlun Temple, and she was transformed by the blood of the demon king. Kunlun will not prevent her from entering.

As early as when this little demon was brought into Jiangnan Zhong's house for interrogation, Su Zhiyan saw clues from her memory images. At that time, he tried his best to keep this little demon and let him deal with it. Fortunately, everyone pointed the finger at her. When Su Ye was growing up, he didn't care about this insignificant little monster. Coupled with Zhong Xu's stubbornness, this little monster fell into Su Zhiyan's hands.

Ye Shangzhu, who had received a ray of spiritual power, regained some consciousness for a short time, barely awake.

She staggered, walked barefoot in the snow, and approached the tall ice wall step by step. Su Zhiyan's eyes in front of her were too naked. It was clearly extremely longing, wanting to get something.

Soon, she realized something was wrong.

She desperately broke free from the sleepy spirit chain held by the young man, turned around and ran away.

"She wants to run! Quick! Stop her!"

The weak little demon was naturally no match for the dozens of monks from the Immortal Sect. Soon, she was pinned to the ground, and the thick snow buried more than half of her pale face, shivering all over.

A pair of splendid boots appeared in front of him.

Su Zhiyan lost his patience and tore off the kindness disguise. He pinched Ye Shangzhu's neck.

"I let you live until now, what are you not satisfied with? Open Kunlun honestly, and I will make your death less ugly." He moved away from the corpses on the ground behind him, half of the monster's severed limbs and arms were showing scarlet , half has been buried by snow.

After several struggles, Ye Shangzhu's unhealed wound opened again, and the thin snow-white coat on her body was half stained with blood.

Su Zhiyan grabbed her by the throat, lifted her in the air, and impatiently walked towards the ice wall.

A hideous cut was made on the wrist, and bright red blood gushed out immediately. No matter what, it was impossible to damage the ice wall, and it was melted a little by the hot blood in front of everyone.

Su Zhiyan's eyes were red, and he excitedly cut another cut on Ye Shangzhu's arm, blood flowed profusely, accelerating the melting of the ice wall.

The weakness caused by the loss of blood plunged Ye Shangzhu into chaos, and she was powerless to struggle.

Or... just give up, living is so tiring.

This thought flashed by, and what came to mind was Zhong Xu's face.

The unruly and arrogant young man would always give her something delicious and fun to make her happy, and even mistakenly gave her the fairy grass in Jun Xie Xianjun's yard as flowers because he couldn't tell the difference between flowers and herbs. Fill her room with herbs.

In fact, Zhong Xu has never been a person who can't tell the difference between herbs and flowers. He knows her identity, he knows that she is a monster, and he also knows that she needs to take fairy grass to maintain her human form. He deliberately...

The person who made her smile with a smile, the person who thought of ways to make her happy, the person who had bruises under her eyes during her serious illness, the person who took care of her day and night...

How could she forget?

Ye Shangzhu couldn't bear to die, she couldn't bear those good things and joys.

The falling snowflakes fell on her eyelashes, and her eyelids trembled slightly, opening a gap.

The ice wall is melting, if the ice wall is completely opened to reveal the secret of Kunlun, what should her brother do...

After Jiangnan Zhong's family left, she didn't know what happened to Su Ye, but she must not let those past events delay Su Ye's life.

Every plant and tree in the Kunlun Temple is a magic weapon that records the images of the past and cannot be destroyed. As long as someone enters Kunlun and sees those images, the secret of Su Ye's rebirth will no longer be kept.

If the obsession in her heart is too deep, the willpower will become extremely strong. Although she is just a drop of lotus leaf dew that may evaporate at any time, she still desperately fights back.

In an instant, the wildly dancing snow rolled up, carrying the vortex of the strong wind and struggling to overturn the monks who were close to the ice wall.

Su Zhiyan didn't expect that this little demon, who was so weak that he was almost on the verge of death, would explode his spiritual veins and struggle to die.

The fingers pinching her throat were severed by Gang Feng, and he was in pain, and as soon as he let go, Ye Shangzhu flew into the air and quickly moved away.

After exploding her spirit veins, she couldn't live anymore, she just wanted to escape quickly, just leave here, find a place where no one would find her, die quietly, and not let anyone use her blood to threaten her brother, she Then I am satisfied.

But the way she turned and fled was soon blocked again.

"Even if you're dead, your blood can still be used! You are my key to Kunlun, and you can't escape."

That old voice was full of devil-like evilness, which made it difficult for people to tell for a moment who was the demon and who was the kind human being who was driven into a desperate situation.

The wind was bitter, and the blizzard was raging. The white snow was stained with countless blood, and was covered by the snow that fell again.

Crimson sins buried in pure white.

……

Holding the wind umbrella, Zhong Xu walked up to the top of Kunlun step by step. He searched all over Kyushu, and the only place he didn't set foot in was Kunlun. To hide surprise.

It was like a sudden torrential rain under a clear sky, every drop hit his face, it was a pain that pierced into the bone marrow, or a thunderbolt fell and hit him directly, his whole body was stiff, and his heart was so painful that it was numb.

The thinly dressed girl stood in the air, half of her body was soaked in blood, her eyes were covered by a layer of dark green gray mist, her heart was ashen, her face was calm.

It's just that the power brought about by smashing the spiritual veins is constantly burning, and that power is desperate and desperate.

She was crazy, and as soon as the monks around her got close, they would be slaughtered.

The fierce winds cut off the arms, legs and feet of the monks, or if they were unlucky, their heads rolled off their necks. After rolling a few times on the snow, the nerves in their faces still maintained their final sobriety, and they watched in horror. Holding his body still standing in place.

"Ye Shangzhu..." Zhong Xu murmured, as if confirming whether what he saw was true.

"Ye Shangzhu... Ye Shangzhu!" Soon, he ran towards the Shura field.

The fierce Gang Feng didn't show any pity for him, the closer he got, the more he was hurt, several cuts were cut on his cheeks, and the clothes all over his body were also torn apart.

And Ye Shangzhu looked dazed, as if she couldn't hear anyone calling her at all, she just felt that her ears were buzzing, the surrounding was extremely quiet, there was the sound of wind and snow, they were all inviting her, waiting for her to disappear into the sky and become a hero in the world of ice and snow. a member.

Holding the Gale Umbrella, Zhong Xu barely escaped the injury and plunged into the pile of people, or the pile of corpses.

Su Zhiyan's cultivation can barely protect himself. When he first saw Zhong Xu, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly pulled him to his side, using the blast umbrella to block the damage. Those wailing disciples were not so lucky. Very strong, also pulling the Gale Umbrella, wanting to hide under the umbrella and be sheltered.

But the Gale Umbrella is only that big, and it can't protect more people. In the face of life and death, Su Zhiyan doesn't care about those disciples at all, even facing his own disciples, he will kick them away without hesitation.

He held the handle of the umbrella tightly and said angrily, "You bastard, what are you doing here?"

"Grandpa! Master Su! Then what are you doing?!" The always obedient young man almost roared.

Zhong Xu was about to collapse, he let go of the blast umbrella, and walked out. Su Zhiyan couldn't hold him back, and called him back angrily, but he didn't care.

His skin was scratched by the bitter wind, he gritted his teeth to resist, and walked step by step towards Ye Shangzhu who was flying in the air.

"Ye Shangzhu...it's me, look at me, I'll take you away."

The girl in the sky was expressionless, her clothes fluttering, her eyes smudged with dark green mist were as deep as a dark pool, and there was no light in them, as if she was looking at him, but also as if she didn't see him.

But her lips moved, as if she was saying something, and the sound was blown away by the gust of wind between opening and closing.

Zhong Xu knew that she was calling his name.

Even though she was completely unconscious and turned into a killing machine, she still instinctively remembered his name.

Zhong Xu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his grief reached the extreme, but he was relieved.

Like a moth to a flame, he flew towards the girl in the sky, he didn't care how much flesh and blood he had been cut into by the harsh wind, he embraced the girl with all his strength.

He heard Su Zhiyan shouting his name hoarsely behind him, but he didn't look back.

"Zhong...continue...brother."

Zhong Xu heard the crushing sound from Ye Shangzhu's throat, he was very close to her, and the girl's crisp whisper was in his ear.

He hurriedly nodded yes, holding the girl's face in his hands.

The girl's palm-sized face was bloodless and extremely pale, almost blending into the surrounding ice and snow.

The dark green mist in Ye Shangzhu's eyes slowly dissipated, and the wind around him also gradually subsided.

She was almost exhausted, sweat was accompanied by blood, her hands were sticky, her nose was sweet, her whole body suddenly went limp, and she fell, like a piece of rootless duckweed, or like a snowflake that would disappear when it hit the ground, falling straight .

Zhong Xu was stunned and hugged the girl's waist, but he was almost seriously injured by the terrible wind. He could only hug her and use himself as a meat shield to catch his girl.

He heard the girl's breathless voice, saying intermittently next to his ear: "Don't...let me fall into...his...their hands."

Her throat was fishy and sweet, and blood piled up in her throat. She couldn't even cough up or swallow the blood.

"They... want to... kill... my brother."

One sentence has exhausted all the strength of the whole body.

But Zhong Xu couldn't tell Ye Shangzhu that Su Ye's life and death were still uncertain.