Master respects him by serving the devil

Ten thousand swords piercing the heart...

The person who fell down lost his life, Su Ye heard Zhong Yuxiu's heart-piercing cry, and he saw him pass out.

Those monks who lost their swords were stunned for a moment, and then they became hardened again. They thought that Zhong Xu had come to rob the prisoner, which was the first crime. It is not a pity for him to die.

After finding reasons and excuses, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Liang's body lay in front of Su Ye like this, with more than a dozen swords piercing through his back.

His cousin, in order to save him, died...

Even if he was overwhelmed, even if he would lose his reputation, he did it.

Brothers of more than ten years...

When Su Ye first went to Zhong's house, Zhong Xu didn't recognize this cousin.

When the seven-year-old Su Ye came to his mother covered in blood, he was sick for several days because of the bloody smell spreading from his dirty body.

Su Ye took his mother Su Sirou's autographed letter and a jade ring as tokens and defected to Zhong Xu's mother Su Siqin. She didn't like this nephew, but at least it was his sister's blood, so she took Su Ye in.

Zhong Xu usually tried to stay as far away from Su Ye as possible. Su Ye's body was very smelly, and the smell of blood mixed with dirty and unknown ingredients.

Zhong Xu suddenly had a cousin, which was both novel and disgusting. His father liked Su Ye very much and spoiled him too much.

If there is anything special about Su Ye, it must be that he can eat it!

The first time Zhong Xu saw Su Ye, he was like a starving ghost, gobbling down four or five bowls of rice.

The dishes are not touched at all.

Eight-year-old Zhong Xu poked Su Ye with his chopsticks, "Hey, eat slowly, no one will grab you, don't choke to death."

The skinny, sallow-faced and skinny boy continued to paw and pull the white rice without even raising his head.Both cheeks were so swollen that it was too late to swallow.

Zhong Xu pushed all the dishes on the table to Su Ye in disgust.

"You just eat, don't you eat vegetables?"

Su Ye took a moment to glance at the delicacies of mountains and seas on the table, sauced pig's trotters, roasted chicken with chestnuts, braised pork, sweet and sour short ribs, glutinous rice and lotus root, rice balls made of wine...

Can he eat these?

In the past, he could only eat the leftovers left by the guests. If there is any lean meat that has been bitten off and only greasy fat is left, then he is happy to eat meat.

"Eat, eat, I'm full, and it's all yours." Zhong Xu poured a plate of braised pork into Su Ye's bowl with disgust, and muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, I eat these every day, so I ate them long ago." Tired."

Su Ye's eyes glowed, staring at the braised pork in the bowl, he raised the chopsticks in his hand but didn't pick them up.

This must be a dream...

He had this dream many times, and every time the meat came to his mouth, he woke up.When he opened his eyes, he could only enter the cramped and narrow cabinet, which was pitch black. He could only get in when he curled up to the extreme, unable to stretch his body, and there was a viscous and ecstatic sound of blame in his ears...

Su Ye didn't touch the braised pork, but stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a piece of glutinous rice candied lotus root and put it in her mouth.

The sweet and greasy aroma of osmanthus candy instantly fills the mouth, the taste is sweet and crisp, sweet but not greasy, crispy and soft, and the scent of osmanthus lingers between the lips and teeth.

Those sweet breaths seemed to be unable to cover up the fishy and stinky smell all over his body.

Su Ye burst into tears.

He has never eaten such a delicious thing in his life!

"You...don't cry!" Zhong Xu hurriedly went to wipe his tears.

But that face is so dirty...

Withdrawing his hand again, he threw the handkerchief to Su Ye's hand, "Wipe it yourself, I didn't bully you."

"Okay... eat..." The food stuffed his mouth, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"What did you say?" Zhong Xu frowned: "Eat slowly, don't be overwhelmed, it's all yours, and you'll have it every day from now on."

Su Ye looked up at Zhong Xu timidly, "Then can I eat osmanthus candied lotus root every day?"

Zhong Xu rolled his eyes, "Of course! As long as you don't get tired of it, you don't have to worry about the sweetness of your teeth."

This cousin is a bit pitiful...

Zhong Xu patted Su Ye on the shoulder, and the half-grown child was imitating quack accent, "Father said that I will be your big cousin in the future, I will cover you, and I will buy you whatever you want to eat."

He raised his hand, which was dirty.

frown.

He pulled up the tablecloth and wiped his hands vigorously.

……

It's gone... it's gone.

The fire in the center of the earth in the pitch-black coffin had completely burned the body, and the scorching flames had also soaked Su Ye's soul, maybe it wasn't the soul, but the consciousness.

A cloud of black mist blew out from the heart of the swallowed resentment, breaking through the blockade. At the same time, the completely burnt corpse also released a cloud of denser black mist, directly attacking Su Ye.

Drilling into Su Ye's body fiercely, Su Ye's whole body convulsed, the black mist ate into his heart, merged with the original small wisp, quickly occupied his heart, and invaded his limbs and bones.

His eyes fell again, and he stared blankly at the body lying in front of him, completely chilled.

Vigorous spiritual power poured into Zhong Xu's body continuously, but it was useless. His back, his physical body was almost penetrated by thousands of spiritual swords, and his back was rotten into mud.

Su Ye was not reconciled, but it was useless...

A soul floated from Zhong Xu's sea of ​​consciousness, and Su Ye hurriedly tried to force it into Zhong Xu's body, but it was useless, and it was still useless.

The half-rotten body could no longer carry the soul.

The soul that was as thin as mist rose up unsteadily, Su Ye wanted to catch it, but couldn't... wanted to gather the mist with spiritual power, but couldn't get together...

It's all futile.

Zhong Xu has become a demon, he is not a complete human being, the lifespan of a demon is very long, but after the death of a demon, the soul will collapse, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

"Father said that I will be your big cousin in the future, I will cover you, and I will buy you whatever you want to eat."

"If something happens, it will lose face to our Zhong family!"

"After all, the lifespan of a demon is much longer than that of a human. I should be able to wait until she wakes up, right?"

"We two brothers, come and return together..."

In just a short moment, it was already a memory of a lifetime. Maybe it was the excessive consumption of spiritual power, or maybe it was all the blazing energy of the five Yins that returned to his body. He suddenly seemed to be drained of all his strength, and the sadness in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the endless coldness .

Dark red waves surged in the dark abyss of the eyes, opened the long curly eyelashes, and looked at everyone, as if no one was looking.

The depths of the pupils are black like the deep pools of Hades, and the flowing dark red is like stinky dried blood.

"Something's wrong! Quick! Stop him!"

Patriarch Yun was the first to react, but it was too late.

An almost self-exposure spiritual flow spewed out from Su Ye's body, carrying a strong wind, like a sharpened blade, like a long whip full of barbs, wherever it went, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and no one survived.

The closest ones were those monks whose sabers were still stuck in Zhong Xu's back. Their dead bodies turned into blood mist and sprayed on the judgment stand.

The cage was broken and was on the verge of shattering into dregs. Su Ye directly strangled the sleep lock from his wrist, taking away a piece of flesh and blood, but he seemed to feel no pain at all, like a wooden puppet.

There is only a deep, impenetrable pool of stagnant water in his eyes.

The blood and rain splashed on his face, he suddenly looked up at the still clear sky, and muttered in his mouth, all the monks present heard him.

He was saying, "...I was wrong..."

Someone didn't know the situation, "He...does he want to plead guilty? But...he...killed someone again..."

Then, they saw that pair of ghost-like eyes swept towards everyone present, and he raised one corner of his lips, revealing his canine teeth, with blood still oozing from the corner of his lips.

The weird smile made everyone terrified. They held their swords in front of them and staggered back. Su Ye's shadow could not be seen on that face at all. It belonged to the Demon Lord, the bloodthirsty Kunlun Demon Lord. !

He raised his elbow slightly, and lightly touched something with his curled knuckles.

After everyone reacted from the shock and panic, they realized that he was counting people.

"...one, two, three... sixteen, seventeen..."

The syllables overflowed from the blood-filled throat, hoarse, dark, and terrifying!Just like the desire in the throat of a beast in the abyss before eating people, the expectation is satisfied.

"... Ah... too many, too many to count."

He was a little annoyed, he held his forehead and frowned slightly.

When the eyes were opened again, they were already scarlet, and the teeth overflowed with understatement.

"Then kill them all..."

In an instant, the situation changed, and the night monster was approaching. The gray fog that swept across the sky covered the sky, covering the original azure blue, and the sky was covered. For a while, people couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

The sun, moon and stars were all in chaos, but they moved several times in a flash.

As if to welcome this evil god.

When the monks raised their heads and lowered their heads, those who were still alive could see an indiscriminate massacre, with dead bodies at their feet. They finally felt panic. They thought that the ancestor Yun, who they thought could protect them, saw that something was wrong and turned around. run.

It's a pity that even though Patriarch Yun has more than 200 years of cultivation, he still can't escape the bloody killing god.

Su Ye didn't move, but instantly moved to Patriarch Yun's side, pinched his neck, and lifted him up high.

Patriarch Yun made a "ho... ho..." sound from his throat.

He wanted to beg the killing god to spare his life. The longer he lived, the more he feared death. If it wasn't for the sake of living longer, how could he agree to such a risky thing?

He originally thought that the Demon Lord had died long ago, and his power had long since ceased to exist. After burning the bones, there would be no threat. Even if Su Ye was reborn as the Demon Lord, how could this mortal body in his twenties still exist? The strength of the devil?

How could it be possible for Su Ye, who has always been handled by everyone, to resist, how could it be possible...

Before it was too late, he heard the sound of his throat being cut, and he heard the sound of his bones breaking.

He wanted to say, he wanted to ask Su Ye to spare him, he could tell Su Ye who the person behind him was, and he could confess the person behind the scenes...

But at this moment, Su Ye's eyes were filled with calm and stagnant water. Apart from the bloody blood that made him more excited, how could he have any sense left?

Using force with his fingertips, Patriarch Yun's throat was completely broken, including the spine.

The corpse thrown aside was in a strange posture, with its head on its chest, and the inside of its neck was completely broken, leaving only a layer of skin connected.

"One... can't escape!"

His whole body looked like a killing god fished out of a pool of blood, and his eyes swept over those almost crazy monks who were struggling, running around, and crying for their father and mother. The more panicked and confused they became, the more they couldn't escape.

It's like being entangled by flexible spider silk. No matter how you run, you will fall down, and no matter how you hide, you will be entangled together.

Su Ye stood on the high trial platform, his eyes were misty, and he suddenly smiled.

He wasn't in a hurry to chase after them. Looking at those fleeing figures, he suddenly thought of mice, living in the dark without seeing the light of day. When he was startled, he timidly ran away quickly, ran out of step, wrestled and entangled. together and then...

None can escape...

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The Min Cang Pagoda is very high, Xue Lang led the disciples of Min Cang to retreat, hid in the tower, strengthened the barrier, and threw countless restraints to calm down his throbbing heart a little.

Xue Lang was very angry, this was the result he didn't expect.

Gritting his teeth, he climbed to the top of the tower.

"Didn't you say..." The interrogation was choked in his throat, and he couldn't spit out suddenly.

He looked at the man in front of him who was tightly wrapped in a feather cloak and hood. The man was not surprised by the change, but stood calmly by the window overlooking the judgment seat.

Xue Lang seemed to understand something, her snow-white eyelashes trembled angrily: "Did you already know..."

"Yes." The man said flatly: "It went smoothly and successfully, and there is no turning back for him."

The man sighed softly, took off his hood, turned around, and said softly: "You didn't lead your dog and killed someone who shouldn't be killed. If you do something wrong, you will be punished. You are right." Is it? Snow Pagoda Master?"

Under Xue Lang's surprised and apprehensive eyes, the man raised the folding fan in his hand and waved it lightly.

Xue Lang was pushed away by a huge force, and fell straight from the 49th floor of the Cang Cang Pagoda to the trial platform, breaking through the defensive barrier that had been set up with so much painstaking efforts.