Master respects him by serving the devil

The demon king on the high seat suddenly disappeared, turning into a black shadow clinging to the floor tiles, moving his twisted figure, like a poisoned snake, sprinting towards Su Ye.

Su Ye found that under his feet, on the luminous floor tiles, the shadow reflected was particularly clear.

It's his, but it's not his.

He staggered back, but the shadow followed closely under his feet, as if stuck to him, unable to shake off or break off.

"Don't follow me!" Su Ye was driven a little crazy, he stamped the shadow under his feet, but it was useless.

The surrounding area was covered by black mist, except for the faint starlight on the way when he came here. Su Ye's eyes were filled with fear, but there was also a moment of blazing heat. He tried his best to run towards the starlight, looking for the exit of his heart. .

But he found that he couldn't lift his feet, and when he looked back, his heart stopped beating and his soul froze.

His shadow turned into a pool of thick, foul-smelling black water, spreading across the floor tiles of the main hall, and out of the black water protruded a pair of bone hands, or claws rotten to the point of peeling off flesh.

Twisting, squeezing, pulling wildly.

No one wants to drag him into the abyss of hell.

Indeed, a rotting hand had firmly grasped his ankle, and the sharp fingertips had pierced his flesh and blood.

The pain was so real, so real that he had to admit it was real, not a dream.

"Let go...let me go...I didn't..." He wanted to say that he didn't kill anyone, but no matter in his previous life or in this life, he had made mistakes and created sins.

His hands were stained with blood, and the snow on the top of Kunlun couldn't be washed clean.

"Nothing? Didn't kill anyone? Didn't do any evil?" Gulu, the shadow on the ground that had turned into black water, spit out human words and laughed at him.

"I'm not!"

Su Ye almost collapsed, he clutched his head tightly, his headache was about to split, his face was grim, and he desperately refused: "I didn't want to do that, I didn't want to..."

"Ah……"

That voice suddenly snorted coldly, and said with a smile: "Whether you want to or not, you've done it..."

"Why don't you admit it, huh? The Kunlun Demon Lord dares to do something, how can you not admit it, what have you done... don't you know?"

"Can you escape? Those ghosts are watching... watching you... you go and see."

The voice gradually became so distant that it was unreal, and then suddenly approached, like a death knell hitting the ear.

"The countless dead souls under the sword of judgment, the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood on the top of Kunlun, the corpses of mortals torn apart by demons in hundreds of cities in Kyushu...everything was done by you Kunlun Demon Lord..."

"what……"

That voice was full of intimacy and sinisterness, suddenly turned a corner, and teased: "By the way, there is also your good master, the dignified Chensi Immortal, who was tortured by you..."

"To shut up!"

Su Ye's eyes were shattered, his muscles tensed, he clenched his fists, and stepped on the pool of sewage: "Don't say it! Don't say it..."

One voice disappeared, and suddenly turned into countless voices, men, women, young and old, all talking at once, all accusing the Demon Lord of his atrocities.

Su Ye wanted to plug her ears, but those voices seemed to overflow from her heart, and there was no way to refuse.

He closed his eyes tightly, grasping the last trace of calmness, his voice trembling: "In the past life... I have already paid the price, I have already died once, in this life, I did not do that..."

"No?"

"Ha, he said he didn't? What about the benefactor who died in the Chunlou? And those dozens of villagers' corpses..."

"Hahaha, he actually said that he didn't do anything evil, it's ridiculous... extremely ridiculous!"

"You were born evil, with the heart of all demons, even the blood of the descendants of gods can't wash away the dirt in your soul!"

"Pay for your life! Use your soul as a sacrifice!"

The bone of the hand that grabbed his ankle was violently pinched into his flesh and blood.

He saw that all the claws protruding from the thick black water had eyes and tongues. Those eyes looked at him fiercely, wanting to eat his flesh and blood, and those tongues snickered mockingly and kept saying The atrocities of the demon king.

Su Ye was going crazy, he wanted to leave, but he couldn't.

Surrounded by claws protruding from the abyss of hell, he was forced to look back angrily, and saw the sword of judgment standing there—Ji Chen.

So he pulled out that divine sword that he had used to commit countless crimes and was finally beheaded. He waved Ji Chen, swung it, and slashed at those voids without any rules. With the voice in the middle, he also slashed at the claws of those demons who wanted to drag him into hell.

"Get out! Get out! Get out..."

He roared angrily, his eyes cracked, he was extremely fierce, and his heart was already broken.

But it's useless, those voices can't be cut, the claws protruding from the black water of the dark pool were cut, and then reunited with a grinning grin, crying, roaring, resentful, and waving wildly at him, wishing to kill him dragged into the abyss.

The Jichen sword he held in his hand reflected his ferocious face, his face was pale, his eyes were scarlet, and his dark eyes were facing him. It was the face of the previous Kunlun Demon Lord.

In a panic, he threw away the sword in his hand, and the sword fell to the ground with a bang.

Thick white mist spilled out.

Gradually it turned into a snow-white figure, with fluttering clothes, long ink-splashed hair dancing without wind, a pair of sad phoenix eyes that pity the common people looked at him lightly, pity him.

He heard him say, "Don't be afraid . . . it will be over soon."

"Master..."

Su Ye pursed his lips, unbelievable, he instinctively wanted to reach out to someone he knew very well.

The flying god in white clothes picked up the Jichen sword, and at some point, the sword was dripping with scarlet blood, and approached Su Ye step by step.

Su Ye suddenly realized something, he shook his head and staggered back.

Master, don't kill me, don't kill me again, my heart hurts, even if I am the most unforgivable... don't kill me again...

He saw crystal teardrops overflowing from those phoenix eyes, sliding down his pale cheeks, the trembling hands hidden under the snow-white sleeves, still raised the Jichen Sword, and swung it towards him.

Heart hurts……

Why die again, still in your hands?

Thousands of people were unwilling, and thousands of people wanted to resist. His blood was surging in his bones, but he still couldn't move. Su Ye slowly closed his eyes.

If he dies, there's nothing left...

Will it be able to pay off in this way? Bai Ruoyi doesn't have to be embarrassed because of him, and doesn't have to be persecuted by the world because of him. Those sins and resentments will be settled.

He has nothing left...

"Su Ye..."

It seemed that someone was calling him, but the voice was so weak that he couldn't find his way.

"Su Ye...cousin...wake up...quickly wake up..."

The sharp blade that could destroy the heart didn't arrive as expected, Su Ye suddenly became unwilling, he didn't want to die in Bai Ruo's hands again, he wanted to open his eyes to see him again, and wanted to hug him again.

Confused, he opened his eyes, but what he saw was not Bai Ruoyi, but Zhong Xu with a gloomy expression.

Zhong Xu had catalyzed some ice and snow with his spiritual power just now, and poured all of them on him, and the overwhelming cold barely woke him up.

The palace is still the same palace, but it is different. The door of the palace is suddenly opened, but the inside of the palace has long been dilapidated. More than 200 years have passed, and the place has become a piece of ruins, making it even more desolate.

Su Ye felt that she was drenched all over, her temple hair was sticking to her cheeks, and the raging cold wind was pouring into her clothes, her whole body was blue and purple from the cold, her limbs were numb, and her fingers could not be stretched.

Immediately after the warm spiritual power poured into his body, Zhong Xu's face was ugly, and he cast a drying technique along the way, drying Su Ye's drenched clothes.

The chill gradually faded, and Su Ye realized that he was not in hell, but returned to the human world.

"I think... you still don't know how to do this little trick." Zhong Xu's face was ashen, and he couldn't see any expression.

Su Ye nodded blankly, still remembering that when he and his eldest cousin rushed to Zhuoguang Mountain, they were soaked by the waterfall spring, and Zhong Xu gritted his teeth and refused to dry his clothes at that time.

Now, never again...

As a cousin, Zhong Xu is willing to take care of his cousin after all.

"……thanks."

Su Ye's throat was hoarse, and his voice was very soft. As soon as he spoke, it was blown away by the bitter wind, and Zhong Xu didn't hear it.

"Did you fall into some kind of illusion? Just now you..." Zhong Xu carefully raised his eyes to look at Su Ye, "You have been calling Xianzun."

Su Ye's face turned pale for a moment, he clutched his chest, his heart was still beating enthusiastically, it was ridiculous that he actually felt a little disappointed.

Su Ye took a deep look at the frost and snow on the top of Kunlun.

The nightmare just now is not real, it’s just an illusion, but those mistakes and people who have killed are all real. They are buried here, with eyes staring at him in a secret place, wishing to tear him apart and eat him. Belly, kill quickly.

Sometimes, he would probably think: If only he could not remember his previous life, if only he could live this life in such a muddle, without knowing what day or night it will be...

If at that time……

Sure enough, childish and ridiculous, how can anyone go back to the past?

Su Ye didn't say anything, Zhong Xu didn't ask, the two of them continued walking towards the hall.

There are no living things in the dilapidated palace, only the rustling of the wind leaking everywhere can be heard. Su Ye stepped into this place for the first time in this life, but he was very familiar with it. The sword, exuding a cold light.

Passing through the verandah is the lotus pond in the backyard of the temple. The strange thing is that the surrounding area has been dilapidated due to the fire that burned the center of the earth back then, but the lotus pond is the only one that is luxuriant.

"Is this the place where she was born?" Zhong Xu's voice trembled, choked in his throat.

The fingertips pierced the skin of the neck, piercing the spirit vein alive, and the demon pill filled with dark green light luster was taken out. He held it in both hands and looked at it lovingly.

Sharply across the heart, a drop of bright red heart blood floated out from the position of the heart, and slowly landed on the demon core, and the originally weak demon core became much more energetic in an instant.

Su Ye's complexion was a little pale, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

This drop of heart blood is different from when I recognized the Lord of the Colorless Excalibur. At that time, the blood from the fingertips connected to the heart, so only a drop of blood from the fingertips was enough, but this drop was indeed the blood from the heart, and it was his of Shouyuan.

A drop of blood already made Su Ye dizzy, his spiritual power could not maintain the temperature of his body, and the blood all over his body suddenly cooled down.

The demon pill slowly sank into the lotus pond, and the long-lost lotus pond seemed to come alive in an instant, full of vitality.

"It's done." Su Ye smiled gratifiedly.

Holding his body strong, he waved his hand to form an enchantment around the lotus pond.

The enchantment glowed with a reddish halo, and the dome was covered with dense talisman seals, which originated from the memory of Su Ye's previous life. This enchantment had long been lost, and no one could break it by force.

After completing the last curse seal, Su Ye's complexion was extremely ugly, he frowned, his whole body collapsed, and he knelt down on the ground.

My heart doesn't hurt, but my head hurts badly.

The temple would not have any side effects on people like Zhong Xu who had nothing to do with it, but for Su Ye, it was a sea of ​​memories that suddenly plunged into his mind, and his sea of ​​consciousness was almost burst.

From the first step into the temple, thousands of people whispered in his ears, all about his past life, he tried not to care, but when he was relaxed and weak at the moment, those chattering It gave him a terrible headache.

"How's it going? Is there anything..."

Zhong Xu was beside him, holding his arm.

But when Su Ye raised his head to look at him, he felt that his vision became more and more blurred, and the voices in his ears were buzzing, and he was quickly submerged in the chatter, and he couldn't hear what Zhong Xu was saying at all.

Su Ye could only elicit a comforting smile, waved his hands reluctantly, and tried to calm down.

"Take a break and you'll be fine."

At first, Su Ye thought that there was something wrong with his vision. He saw that the snowflakes fluttering behind Zhong Xu didn't fall, but piled up into a human-shaped outline, which waited for an opportunity to move closer to them.

A sudden chill!

"Be careful--"

Su Ye almost instinctively threw Zhong Xu to the ground, and when he realized it, a gash had already been wiped on his arm.

He didn't know what he was hurt by, but he suddenly felt an extreme sense of oppression, attacking them, as if something formed a circle and surrounded them in the middle.

Moreover, this circle is getting smaller and smaller.

The ferocious spiritual power was set off almost at the same time, like a giant dragon in the deep sea, setting off a huge wave several feet high, attacking the two of them at the same time.

Regardless of the damaged spiritual veins on his neck, Zhong Xu swung almost all the spiritual power he could mobilize, forming a protective barrier around them. He took a deep look at the lotus pond that had just been protected by the barrier, and breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes are deep.

Su Ye's eyes can't see the surroundings clearly at this moment, and he doesn't know where the cognition came from. He almost said with certainty: "They are concealed. I feel that at least ten people with strong spiritual veins monk..."

"We're surrounded..."

At this moment, a few gaps in the defensive barrier set by Zhong Xu also cracked, which he couldn't stop. Those people's cultivation base is very high, about the level of elders.

Zhong Xu gritted his teeth fiercely and squandered his spiritual power to strengthen the barrier.

He had obviously investigated, and there was no tail to follow. The methods of these people were beyond his imagination.

But he didn't know who was behind it, and what was his purpose?

The only opponent he could imagine was actually his grandfather, Su Zhiyan, the head of Yangmingshan.

He was chilled by his own imagination.

Is his grandpa actually going to kill him?

Originally, the spirit was tortured, the hearing and hearing became weaker and weaker, and the wound on the arm felt numb. Starting from the scarlet gash, the surrounding spiritual veins were suppressed, and gradually the whole arm lost strength. Only then did Su Ye realize Up to that move just now, he was poisoned.

Holding on to his perseverance, he continued to Zhong Zhong: "They can't break the enchantment of the lotus pond, don't worry, you go first, they don't want my life."

Otherwise, the poison on the wound would not suppress the spirit veins, but a deadly poison.

Zhong Xu was surprised: "Do you know who they are?"

"Probably guessed it..." Su Ye frowned, his eyes were sleepy, and the sweat on his forehead had already soaked his broken hair.

Zhong Xu closed his eyes and looked around. Although he was invisible, he couldn't see or feel it, but the direction of the spiritual power could be predicted.

He struggled to resist those attacks one by one. Those attacks came fiercely, but he was not in a hurry to kill them. It was like a game of cat and mouse, consuming Zhong Xu's spiritual energy.

"It won't last long. Listen to me...you go first...go first..."

Zhong Xu held him firmly behind him, seemingly relaxed, and outlined a smile, which looked a little grim on the side of his face covered with veins.

He said: "I am your eldest cousin, why should you command me? This time I have the final say, we two brothers, come and return together!"