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Shen Yuexiu immediately grabbed his hand with both hands, preventing his fingers from going deeper.

He was carrying a powerful body, and his body was emitting white light, which became more and more intense, trying to drive him back.

The man raised his other hand, and a familiar whip appeared, quickly rushed to his wrist, pulled Shen Yuexiu's hand behind his back, and tied it tightly.

Now, Shen Yuexiu's hands are restrained, and the man's chest is completely in the hands of the man. As long as he exerts all his strength, he can dig in and grab his heart.

"Why do you have the spiritual whip of Shen Mofu?" Shen Yuexiu's wrist hurt, her face was pale, her heart was beating violently, and she felt inexplicable fear.

"You shouldn't care about this. I always give people one chance. Now I make an exception for you and give you two." The man said.

"What's your name..." Shen Yuexiu said.

The strength in the man's hands increased again, and his voice was cold and impatient: "We must seize the opportunity."

Suddenly, a white figure attacked behind the man, and the man immediately turned around and faced him.

"Run, why don't you run away, you're bullying young people here." Shen Yuexiu felt relieved when she heard this familiar voice, it was the contemporary Palace Master Shen Mo.

"I never thought of running, but you were timid and sneaked up on me." The man in black didn't take it seriously, and turned sideways to stare at him.

"The disgrace of Shen Mofu, I will punish you today."

Mansion Master Shen Me took the lead in attacking, and the two started fighting. The Palace Master frequently lost the wind, and he was not the opponent of this demon.

Shen Yuexiu only raised her own hands to struggle to get rid of the whip wrapped around his hands, simply using the ancestral whip to beat people in pain, also recognized the master's blood, and quickly let Shen Yuexiu get rid of her hand.

Shen Yuexiu clenched the whip tightly in her hand, and attacked the man in black. He had practiced the spirit whip when he was the master of Fu Palace.

Sure enough, it hurts to be whipped by the spirit. After the man in black was hit by the whip, there was a slight fluctuation in his face.

"It's you again." Mansion Master Shen Mo glanced at Shen Yuexiu and frowned slightly.

"Coincidence." Shen Yuexiu explained casually, concentrated, and attacked the man in black with the whip in her hand.

"I created your way, and I know it better than you." The man in black dodged skillfully, not letting the whip occupy himself.

"Unfortunately, I'm sorry, I was lazy when I was practicing." Shen Yuexiu said, and changed the way.

When he was practicing the Whip Technique, he only read it once, and then he didn't memorize it all, and he didn't want to read it again.

Of course, the master of Shen Mo's house would not allow a junior with unknown background to deal with the rebels in Shen's house, so he also joined the circle.

The two attacked the man in black. Shen Yuexiu grabbed her heart because of the evil power inside and outside his body. She couldn't help using the strength of her whole body, using the whip as a sword, long-range whip attacks, close-up punches, and severely injured the black clothes. .

The whip hit him hard, and the man felt a little painful. The more he used his spiritual power to resist, the more painful he was, and he couldn't dodge it with his current speed.

Shen Yuexiu felt that taking a whip to beat someone was so refreshing, thinking about it, her heart tightened, she couldn't be addicted, she had to restrain herself.

"You dare to hit your ancestor, you will be struck by lightning." The man twisted his face and said coldly.

"Who are you, I won't tell you." Shen Yuexiu put away the whip and looked at him.

Before the man could answer his question, Palace Master Shen Mo attacked him with one move, two moves, three moves.

The man's mouth was red, and the palace master made a decisive decision and hit his chest. The man immediately spewed blood and fell to the ground.

There was a trace of fright in Shen Yuexiu's eyes, she stepped forward, checked his breath, and asked: "Isn't Shen Mofu not killing people when they encounter evil? Why are you so vicious?"

The palace master glanced at him, took out a dagger in his hand, and plunged it into the man's heart in front of his face, and suddenly dark red blood sprang out.

"He is from Shen Mo's residence." The master of Shen's residence said.

"What's his name..." Shen Yuexiu asked tremblingly.

"Luo Xuanqing." The Palace Master said.

"Is he the black-hearted person in the history of Shen Mofu?"

Shen Yuexiu couldn't help but stepped forward, wanting to test his heart, but seeing the blood stains on it, she couldn't help but withdrew her hand.

He stood up and took two steps back.

The palace master stared at his face and reached out to him.

Shen Yuexiu asked doubtfully, "What's the matter?"

"Give me back the spiritual whip." Palace Master Shen Me said roughly.

Shen Yuexiu handed him the spiritual whip with some reluctance, and the palace master stretched out his hand to take it, Shen Yuexiu retracted all of a sudden, probably afraid of being whipped by the spirit, and asked: "You don't know how to beat me with the spirit whip, do you?"

The mansion stared at him suspiciously.

"You promise not to hit me." Shen Yuexiu blurted out because she didn't know it was a cramp.

"You tell me your identity and origin, and I will agree." The Palace Master's eyes flashed brightly.

Shen Yuexiu was silent, and replied: "I come from the future, and my name is Shen Yuexiu."

"Surname Shen? From the future? Yuede, Yuexiu, are you my son? No, you are my illegitimate son? How could I marry again." Palace Master Shen Me thought about his relationship with him.

"No." Shen Yuexiu said.

"You helped me twice, what do you want? I will try my best to satisfy you." Mansion Master Shen Me said loudly.

Shen Yuexiu immediately said: "Can I go to Shen Mo's residence for a few days?"

The Palace Master thought for a while, and was quite interested in his identity, so he couldn't help but readily agreed, saying yes.

Shen Yuexiu handed the whip back to him, and emphasized again, don't beat him with the whip, and then turned around and left in ten steps.

The Palace Master held the whip, looked at Shen Yuexiu's back, and murmured, "Interesting."

On a high platform near the land of the gods.

Shen Zhiyu fell asleep on the stage alone, as if she had died.

Shen Yuexiu saw it as soon as she came, so she quickly stepped forward and shook him.

Shen Zhiyu's body was icy cold, without even a trace of spiritual power, Shen Yuexiu couldn't help inputting spiritual power immediately.

His body ached from the rush of spiritual power, he couldn't help frowning and opened his eyes, and said weakly: "Don't waste it, my body can't take it anymore."

Shen Yuexiu just hugged his body and cried, and she had to endure such painful torture before she died.

Seeing that he was such an adult, Shen Zhiyu was still crying like a child, so she couldn't help reaching out to wipe his tears, but she couldn't lift it up at all.

You know, spiritual power is the direct root of Shen Mo's mansion. If there is not even a little spiritual power left in his life, the organs in his body will no longer function, and he will only rely on one breath to move back and forth.

The organs are whistling, starting and stopping, the load is very heavy, and they become fragile.

Shen Yuexiu saw that his hand was trembling constantly, and wanted to lift it up.

He knew what he wanted to do, so he couldn't help but wiped away his tears, not letting him bother.

"Forget it, I'm your elder." He said with a light smile.

Shen Yuexiu nodded humbly, wiped her tears, and wanted to come to Fuyang to tell him the truth.

"Why do you love to cry so much?" Shen Zhiyu asked softly with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"No, I don't know." Shen Yuexiu said, crying is uncontrollable, feeling sad and sad in her heart, she doesn't want to lose, thinking about watching and feeling his pain, her nose is sour, her eyes are red, and tears flow continuously.

"You are so brave. I dare not cry, and neither do ordinary people." Shen Zhiyu lay in his arms, feeling the temperature of his tears on his hands.

"Are you praising me?" Shen Yuexiu asked with a sob.

"Hmm..." He seemed tired and exhausted, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep in his arms.

The next day, the people who came to watch the execution saw Shen Yuexiu sitting on the stage, and Shen Zhiyu sleeping in his arms, sleeping very peacefully.

Following the arrival of Palace Master Shen Mo, there was a lot of discussion on the field, which woke Shen Zhiyu up. He swayed slightly and pushed Shen Yuexiu down, while he gritted his teeth and knelt up straight, so as not to embarrass Shen Mofu.

With an order, the knife fell on his neck.

Fu Yang pulled Shen Yuexiu towards him and covered his eyes.

There was a blackness in front of my eyes, and there was a click, and I felt blood red in front of my eyes, and I couldn't stop crying.

Not daring to look, he turned around, clutching Fu Yang's clothes tightly, crying hard.

Everyone only thought that his relationship with Shen Zhiyu was unusual, and he was crying really sadly.

Everyone's mood was as bad as his, and Shen Zhiyu's life was recalled in their minds.In fact, he is not guilty of death, and the world still owes him his life...