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Suddenly there was a change in Shen Yuexiu's body, and Death used his consciousness to communicate with him: "The Resentment under the Sword is impeccable. I used to be one of the Resentments under the Sword. Now I am nourished by the spiritual energy in your body and have been completely reborn. I will return to Resentment under the Sword. You will It can eliminate the resentment under the sword."

"Then you are not gone." Shen Yuexiu was startled.

"Thank you for thinking about me. I have been infected with your kindness. I don't want more people to die. I keep my heart and exist in another way. There is not much time. I can't let him discover my existence, otherwise, it will be too late... ..."

Wang Zhi's immature voice seemed old and vicissitudes, but also carried a touch of sacrifice.

In the face of absolute power, any skill becomes futile.

Thirteen blood swords were opened behind Jian Xiayuan, his eyes were bloodthirsty and cold, and a surge of force traversed his whole body.

Shen Yuexiu and the Palace Master looked at each other, and then used powerful spiritual power to attack him.

When the two forces collided, the ground shook and the mountain shook, and the rest of the force affected Baili.

The Palace Master and Shen Yuexiu were injured again, and their mouths were red.

Resentment under the sword and then holding the sword to attack, the palace master immediately retreated, Shen Yuexiu took a step back and rushed forward again.

Stunned under the sword, Shen Yuexiu met him with a palm, hugging his body, the body exuded white light, and the oblivion in the body moved towards his body.

Jianxiayuan noticed something strange, and the sword in his hand was about to be stuck in his neck.

Shen Yuexiu was afraid that she would not be able to use her strength well, so she stuck it very tightly, almost heart to heart.

Suddenly, Jian Xiayuan felt a strange sensation spread in his body, which made him stop for a while, and then he forgot about it "suddenly", and rushed into his body.

Fu Yang suddenly pushed Shen Yuexiu away, grabbed his chest, and hugged his head.

At this moment, Shen Yuexiu launched a swift and violent attack, hitting him until he vomited blood, and then a white light condensed in his hand, pouring into his body.

Shen Yuexiu's feet were already a little unstable, Palace Master Shen Mo immediately came up to help, imitating him, pouring holy power into his body to purify.

Finally, Jian Xiayuan emitted white gas from his body, and fell to the ground, shrunk into the shape of Liu Hui.

Shen Yuexiu breathed a sigh of relief and took a few breaths.

"Fortunately, the Palace Master is here, otherwise we would have been killed by the devil that suddenly appeared." Everyone was discussing happily.

Fu Yang frowned and opened his eyes, and everyone backed away in fright.

Shen Yuexiu told everyone not to be afraid, he was just possessed, the monster had already been wiped out, everyone had seen how powerful he was, so they dared not say anything.

"Eh, what happened?" Fu Yang opened his eyes in a daze.

"The resentment under the sword occupied the consciousness just now, and it has been eliminated, senior brother, from now on, you will be just you." Shen Yuexiu said.

"It's really a risky approach." Fu Yang muttered to himself, with a bad expression on his face. Is this the method Changfu said, using Mo Zhibai's previous life and Lanzhu to stimulate and release the sword resentment in his body, and then eliminate it, Chang Mansion is really unpleasant.

He only felt empty now, and his body was in pain as if it was falling apart.

Shen Yuexiu helped him stand up, and looked at Fuyang's previous life.

"Today's execution time has passed, and tomorrow will be executed." Mansion Master Shen Me said loudly.

Everyone looked at each other, then bowed to him and left.

On the stage, Shen Yuede was beside her elder brother, wiping away tears, while Fu Yang only comforted him gently in his previous life.

"Who are you?" Palace Master Shen Me asked.

"Do you believe that we said it was your ancestor? You definitely don't believe it, so why ask more questions." Fu Yang said, then pulled Shen Yuexiu's sleeve and left.

Palace Master Shen Me looked at their backs with sharp eyes.

Shen Yuexiu only asked him what he was going to do, and Fu Yang told him that in his impression, he had photographed Mo Zhibai's past life far away, and he didn't know if he died or not.

The two went around and found the beggar.

He was passing out on the ground, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had already congealed a little.

Seeing this, Shen Yuexiu immediately stepped forward and used her spiritual power to heal him.

Only then did the young beggar gradually wake up.

"Tell me, why did you do this?" Fu Yang immediately asked seriously.

The beggar stared at him with wide eyes and did not speak.

Fu Yang had an illusion that he seemed to be his previous self, but he happened to be not his previous life, so he slapped him immediately, and wanted to slap him again, but Shen Yuexiu immediately stopped him.

Half of the beggar's face was reddish, his lips were pursed, he remained silent, his eyes were dim, with a trace of anger and hatred.

"Master... what's your name?" Shen Yuexiu asked.

The beggar glanced at him and squirmed his lips: "Ann."

"Say, why did you do that." Fu Yang questioned again, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

The beggar didn't take it too seriously, his eyes were full of murderous intent, tears were shining, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his voice was hoarse and resentful: "I want him to live, only in this way can he live, liar, often lie to me."

Shen Yuexiu and Fu Yang had guessed a thing or two, and asked him about his relationship with the person who was going to be executed on the stage, and what happened between them.

The beggar was stunned for a few seconds, thinking about it, there was a trace of tenderness in his dark eyes, which disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then he said excitedly: "He shouldn't die, a good person shouldn't die."

It turned out that Mo Zhibai was a beggar in his previous life.

No name, no surname, even the first name is learned.

He doesn't know who his parents are or when he remembers things.

His memory began when he was bullied, beaten and insulted, and was entrusted by an adult to have his intestines broken.

He could only run away, keep running away.

Then he came to a strange place, and in order to live, he knelt down to others.

When others beat him, he dare not fight back, because once he fights back, the other party will get worse.

He was given money and food by others, but was robbed by the same kind. He dared not rob, only dared to steal.

Later, he was taken in as a younger brother by a violent, vulgar and strong gangster, who was only told to bully others.

Although he is there to protect him, the boss has a bad temper, and beats and insults him every now and then and despises him for doing bad things.

After the boss died, he continued to be bullied by more people.

He has been living in darkness, and his life has been very painful and difficult.

One day, he was about to be beaten to death, but it was Shen Zhiyu, son of Shen Mofu, who rescued him.

He looked at Shen Zhiyu, only felt that there was a holy light on his body, and he stretched out a clean and holy hand towards him.

He carefully stretched out his black, dirty and scarred hand, and put it on his.

At this moment, he felt as if he had touched a god, and couldn't help crying.

Shen Zhiyu's hands were glowing with white light, and he felt that the wounds on his body had healed and the pain was gone.

He lived with him for a period of time, and he suggested finding a home for himself.

But he no longer trusts anyone, and feels that except for Shen Zhiyu, everyone has the same appearance and face.

The beggar felt that Shen Zhiyu's gentleness, elegance, nobility, and holiness were beyond his reach, so he left him and continued to bear the world's malice towards him.

From then on, Shen Zhiyu has always been his belief in living. Whenever he is on the verge of death, he thinks that he must last until he sees Mr. Shen, and then he survives.

He was eager to see Shen Zhiyu again, but he didn't want him to save himself, because he felt that he was worthless, because he didn't simply be a bullied person.

He also hurts others. As he gets older, he doesn't want to submit to others. He wants others to respect him and fear him, and even prostrate at his feet.

Bandits, robbers, hooligans, deserters, and traitors are all stains on his body that cannot be wiped clean.

However, what remains unchanged is that he always pays attention to Shen Zhiyu's movements, and likes to hear other people tell him what good deeds he has done and who he has helped.

This was his happiest moment, as if the person Shen Zhiyu saved was not someone else, but him.