Master respects him by serving the devil

The demons of Kunlun lingered on the mountainside, separated by a snow peak, neither advancing nor retreating, blocking the only way to the Kunlun Temple.

As long as this group of monks dared to take a step forward, they would tear off their scarlet fangs and reveal their sharp claws, tearing these people to pieces, but as long as they retreated, these monsters would never take a step forward.

It went on like this for several days.

The moon in the sky was also gradually rounding, and the huge full moon was like the pupil of a god, staring at them. They had never seen such a magnificent and full moon, which was huge, majestic and frightening.

The full moon was approaching the top of Kunlun.

From a certain angle, the soft full moon and the sharp peak of the mountain are almost touching each other.

Although they couldn't figure out what the vision indicated, they also knew that it was inseparable from the conspiracy of the demon lord Su Ye, and it was inseparable from the tomb on the top of Kunlun.And the behavior of those monsters that prevented them from going up the mountain was connected with this vision. All fools knew that the demon king was planning something and hoped to stop them.

Young disciples or monks with insufficient cultivation would not be able to cross the group of monsters halfway up the mountain for a while.

Therefore, the immortal elders with profound cultivation bases discussed to let these younger generations come to meet them here. They raised dozens of elders with advanced cultivation bases and immortal monarchs to walk with swords, cross the herd of beasts, and head straight to the top of Kunlun.

Su Ye stood on the top of Kunlun, squinting at the movement below the mountain, all of this was the same as it was 200 years ago.

The elders of Xianmen, who claimed to be fair in cultivation, rushed to die.

"You don't seem to be surprised that they came here." Jun Xie gently waved his folding fan, and walked to Su Ye's side.

Su Ye withdrew her gaze down the mountain, looked at Jun Xie, and smiled, "Do you really think I'm hosting a banquet for those children because I'm ridiculous? I'll tell them what they want to know, so they don't have to bother to guess."

"Your Majesty has a kind heart." Jun Xie said inexplicably.

"..."

"The ones stopped by the monsters on the mountainside are all young disciples of the Xianmen. Their cultivation base is not good. If they go to Kunlun, they will surely die tomorrow. It’s the same for Gu Du’s medical practitioners, there are still some who don’t like to join in the fun, and will definitely find a reason to stay at the foot of the mountain to protect those little disciples...”

Jun Xie paused as he spoke, looking at Yu Jian's figure approaching in the night.

"The ones who can come here, in addition to their deep cultivation, they also have plans. They are thinking about the treasure in the tomb of the king."

Su Ye smiled: "Of course they are satisfied."

Jun Xie looked at the bright round above his head, he bent his eyes obsessively, and stretched out his hand to touch it sickly, as if the full moon was within reach, his eyes leaked a blazing fire, which was different from his usual disguise. Wen Run's appearance is quite different.

The more eager, the more worried, the more heart palpitations.

No matter how well prepared he was, he still panicked, fearing that something might happen.

The hand shaking Fan Bing froze, he frowned, and glanced at Su Ye, "This time, there must be no more mistakes."

Su Ye knew that he was worried that everything would be the same as it was 200 years ago, because Bai Ruoyi's sudden accident led to failure.

But Su Ye 200 years ago is different from today. He used to be in a daze and didn't know what to ask for. Facing the crusade of the immortal sect, he just vented his resentment with a resentful heart.

But now, his purpose is very clear.

He will use the colorless sword transformed from Jianmu tree to cut down the round of Kunlun in the sky.

What Junxie wants is to use Kunlun as a ladder to climb up to Lihentian from here, to question his former "old friends" and ask them why they were so unfair to him, why they deceived him, and why they abandoned him and his people Regardless, why did he leave his lonely soul wandering in the world.

Su Ye didn't have so many illusory wishes. He knew that after killing Kunlun, Kunlun's muddy water would inevitably pour into the world, and all the spiritual energy in the world would be washed away. Buried at the top of Kunlun, everyone will become ordinary people. There will be no cultivators in this world, and there will be no demons to plague the world, and the common people will no longer need to pray for the love of gods.

Then... Bai Ruoyi was freed, and he would never be shackled by common people's wishes again.

This was the only gift he could give Bai Ruoyi before leaving Bai Ruoyi.

Su Ye: "I will cut down the ladder and fulfill your long-cherished wish, but at the same time, you killed my relatives and friends, and brought me to this point. You are also my enemy."

When he said this, his expression was very calm, it didn't look like he was facing any blazing enemy, but he was just objectively stating an inevitable and upcoming event.

Jun Xie smiled knowingly, not feeling annoyed, he pointed his folding fan at the celestial venerable who came up with his sword, and said casually, "They, me, and Bai Ruoyi will all be buried with you."

"……Do not."

Su Ye's indifferent and clear eyes suddenly turned deep, and the eyes were abyss, deterrent, and he said bluntly: "Those who have reached the top of Kunlun tonight, they, demons, and you will not be able to escape, Bai Ruoyi... You can't touch it."

Jun Xie was stunned suddenly, he couldn't figure it out, how could Su Ye love this person so much, why would he die alone?

It's so cold underground, no one in your arms can stand it?

Su Ye smiled and said: "The tomb in Kunlun is not a decoration. I will sleep there in the future, but the coffin is not spacious. It's fine for one person to sleep, but it's too crowded for two people."

"..." Jun Xie didn't speak.

Sometimes he felt that Su Ye was just like him, a lunatic, or an infatuated kind, but sometimes, he felt that after studying this person for so many years, he still didn't understand Su Ye's mind.

The monks who came from the mountainside with their swords were getting closer and closer. Apart from stopping the disciples of the Immortal Sect who were not well-cultivated halfway up the mountainside, Su Ye did not set up other obstacles on the road that must be passed.

When they reached the top of the mountain, they would see that Su Ye was colluding with Jun Xie, whom they had never noticed before, and those malicious words that had been abused on Su Ye would also appear on Jun Xie. Thinking of this, Su Ye felt inexplicably comfortable .

"Jun Xie Xianjun, there are at least ten hours before the full moon. I will go back to see how the colorless sword is forged. I will leave it to you here. For the sake of the overall situation, you should not refuse me. ?”

After saying this, Su Ye turned around and disappeared on the top of the mountain, returning to the temple.

Jun Xie snorted softly. He didn't know what Su Ye was going to do. He turned his eyes to look forward, and the leader's figure gradually revealed his face. At the same time, that person also saw Jun Xie.

What are you so surprised for?

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The demon envoys in the temple were all transformed by the souls attached to Junxie's folding fan. In order to prepare for tomorrow's battle, he collected the souls, so the entire temple was empty and silent.

He walked around the verandah that turned seven times and eight times, and saw Zhong Xu by the lotus pond.

Zhong Xu was leaning on the stone beside the lotus pond, without any vital signs that a living person should have, just sitting dumbly, his empty eyes staring at the never-blooming Han Ou in the center of the lotus pond.

Su Ye pursed his lips and stood leaning against the pillar for a while, then raised his hand to form a barrier, enveloping Zhong Xu and the pool of Han.

This enchantment was taught to him by Bai Ruoyi, even if he was crushed and turned into ashes, it would not affect the effect of this enchantment.

He turned and left, but was pulled by his sleeve.

Zhong Xu stood beside him, a pair of empty and soulless eyes fell in front of his eyes, without any emotion.

Su Ye hesitated, but still trembled and said, "Brother, do you have something to say to me?"

What if?If the locked soul in Zhong Xu's body is condensed and broken, and finally pieced together, will he come back to life?

Su Ye looked at those empty and emotionless eyes for a long time, from anticipation to disappointment, to self-deprecating whimsy, but did not wait for a miracle.

Either way, being ignorant is much happier than watching someone you care about leave you.

Su Ye drooped her long eyelashes and was about to walk away, but was caught off guard by the cold body.

His eyes widened suddenly, his pupils trembling, he didn't expect it, he didn't expect that he would be hugged by a clock that was clearly ignorant, who didn't know anyone, and who didn't have any emotion.

The cold body was lifeless, it was obviously just a dead person, but it burned Su Ye.

In fact, Zhong Xu doesn't have no perception at all, does he?He knows how to hug Su Ye, knows how to wait for Ye Shangzhu, maybe one day he will recover his mind, even if he is just a living dead, as long as he still has the word "living" on it...

As long as people have expectations and beliefs to support them, they will have the desire to live.

Su Ye seemed to understand something, he stumbled all the way to the blood pool in a daze.

In fact, this body can no longer withstand the melting and reorganization of the blood pool.

Su Ye lifted up his sleeves and looked at the peeling flesh and blood on his arm. There was no emotion in his eyes anymore. The pain was excruciating. After being baptized by the blood pool so many times, he was already numb from the pain.

He gradually lifted off the black robe, and peeled off the obscene clothes sticking to the skin. The black clothes would always be invisible.

In his previous life, he liked to wear black clothes because he practiced aggressively, and he always accidentally injured himself. If the blood stained on the black clothes, he would not be seen by the master. Every time Bai Ruoyi saw him injured, his pair of The eyebrows that slanted into the temples were always furrowed, Su Ye was careful every time, he was not afraid of being blamed, but Bai Ruoyi felt uncomfortable.

In this life, he is used to wearing black clothes, not only because he was always injured when he was a child, but also because black clothes are resistant to dirt. On those days when he was kicked into the mud by sticks, he tried his best to clean up his body under the cover of the old black clothes. It's not a big deal, pick up that poor dignity.

Now, this black dress also covered his weaknesses, so that he would not be despised by the enemy, nor would Bai Ruoyi notice the clues.

But how sensitive is Bai Ruoyi?

Even if he couldn't see the injury, the smell of blood on his body was too obvious.

Jinjun's broad chest is covered with fine and fierce red wounds, starting from those small wounds, cracking lines like small snakes on the surrounding skin, like sun-cracked soil, mottled and peeled off along the mouth of the lines, from The shoulders spread all the way to the narrow waist, and then got under the belt.

Before seeing Bai Ruoyi, he had to deal with it.

He couldn't soak in the blood pool, and if he went down again, he might completely melt into it, and he wouldn't be able to get a physical body anymore, so he could only frown and stretch out his hand, picking up a handful of blood and rubbing it on the crack of his chest.

As soon as the blood water touched the skin, it was like hot oil dripping on the calm water surface, creaking and burning his body, and the tip of his tongue touched the roots of his teeth. He gritted his teeth and endured it, he was used to it.

This method is useful, although it does not prolong his life in essence, it can modify the mottled.He is like an old house that has been in disrepair for a long time and is so precarious that it is about to collapse. It deceives itself to find paint to cover the mottled cracks on the surface.

At least...it looks like new.

He endured it, but his teeth broke his lower lip, and a sweet smell spread from his mouth. The water in the pool of blood reflected his face. He pursed his lips, and with the tip of his tongue, smeared the blood on his pale, dead body. on the lips.

After a long time, he stood up and changed into a new set of clothes. The clothes were very flamboyant. The black robe was embroidered with complicated dark golden shading patterns, just like his previous life, just like the corpse that Bai Ruoyi once guarded. It has grown into what it was before.

He was going to see Bai Ruoyi...for the last time.