The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

It has been more than a month since the turmoil on the edge of the abyss of the Demon Realm.

The news that the Kunlun Sword Master went mad and fell into a killing obstacle, and that he was also possessed by the blood of the demon cultivator spread widely.

All the monks in the four realms couldn't get around the incident that caused a stir in the northern realm.

There are no other reasons. One is that it has not been long since the succession ceremony of Jianzong, and everyone still remembers the glory of this son of God.

How dazzling was the grand ceremony that day.

Who would have thought that he would fall off the altar in a blink of an eye, and was also thrown into the abyss, his life and death unknown.

Even a fairy sect like Kunlun is tired of dealing with this turmoil.

Fortunately, the former sword master is still sitting in Qingyeshan City, and there are still people who can be counted on in the Kunlun affairs.

And the "further thing" they couldn't get around was that the elder of the Hehuan Sect had just personally knocked down the maddened Sword Master just a moment ago, and the next moment Young Master Jinling jumped down with him.

Originally, the Hehuan Sect made great contributions to eliminating demons and defending Dao. If the Kunlun Sword Sect was pulled down because of this, the second largest sect in the northern region might be able to be replaced by a superior. The taste has changed.

An ordinary person can smell the extraordinary, and a group of ordinary people get together to restore the truth.

Before Beitang Sword Master—no, Beitang Hanye issued the Kunlun order to find someone, could it be that the person he was looking for in the Kunlun order was Mr. Jinling?

If this is the case, it explains a lot of things!

Why would the Great Elder of the Hehuan Sect attack so brazenly?

That's because they were originally a couple, but they were forcibly separated only because the elder of the Hehuan Sect objected.

She is both Master Jinling's master and his aunt, and she has always acted decisively.

He thought that indulgence in love had affected Young Master Jinling's practice, and even caused him to be seriously injured in the secret realm and his cultivation level to regress, so he was ordered to separate from Beitang Jianzun, who was still a swordsman at that time.

As for why Sword Master Beitang didn't know that the person he was looking for was Young Master Jinling... That's not surprising, there are so many secret medicines in the Hehuan Sect, it's hard to guarantee that his memory won't be washed out with one dose.

Everyone put together all kinds of clues, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt that the truth was like this:

"Because of the teacher's order, Mr. Jinling has been unable to meet with the person he likes, nor can he reveal his identity."

"It's more than that, he still wants to continue the original engagement and can't withdraw it."

"However, how can he endure seeing Master knocking his beloved into the abyss?"

"I can't bear it, isn't this also jumping down?"

Leaving aside the fact that the Kunlun Sword Sect protects the demon cultivator's bloodline, and is so reckless that such a dangerous existence can sit on the position of sword master, the love of these two protagonists alone is really the most tortuous and moving story in the four worlds and three seas in so many years.

Even a monk has no resistance at all to the entanglement of this kind of person who was born on the altar like a flower and fell into the world of mortals.

In line with the preferences of the general public, a batch of story books even quickly became popular in restaurants and teahouses, all of which re-examined and deconstructed this love, and dug out many details of the relationship back that even the parties did not know.

Whether it is Fu Yueshu, a disciple of Tianshan who had a marriage contract with Mr. Jinling, or the young master of the ghost king sect, the master of the demon city—even the young master of Yaochi, who appeared next to Mr. Jinling, all became supporting roles in the story.

Sometimes, the former Kunlun Sword Master wanted to fight against the Tianshan disciples, sometimes he wanted to fight against the young master of the Ghost King Sect, sometimes he wanted to fight against the Demon City Lord, and sometimes he even wanted to fight against all four of them at the same time!

——The plot is intense and the plot is bloody, to the extent that Chu Yiyang himself would be eye-opening after watching it.

However, the people of the Four Realms have no taboos, that is, the two core protagonists in it are already dead, and they will not climb up to confront them.

In a place like the Devil's Abyss, if you fall, you will definitely have no way out.

Otherwise, when seeing his disciple jumping down, the Grand Elder of Hehuan Sect would not have just watched, let alone be stopped when he wanted to jump down.

It was also because seeing her disciples jumping in front of her was a big blow to her, and the grand elder of the Hehuan Sect stayed behind closed doors after leaving the Demon Realm Abyss, so they dared to write the script so blatantly.

Otherwise, if it falls into her ears, not only those who wrote the script, but also those who obey the script, will not be able to escape the revenge of the Hehuan Sect.

Hehuanzong, the main hall.

Dozens of days have passed since the change of the abyss, and it has been dozens of days since Ying Qiushui returned to the Hehuan Sect and went to Bihaiqingtian without showing up again.

Sitting in the suzerain's position, dealing with more and more affairs in this season, Ying Canghai's expression also showed exhaustion.

She waved back and forth, got up from her seat, and looked in the direction of the blue sea and blue sky.

Jie's heart skipped a beat in the abyss, and they cut off all communication with him, not knowing whether he is dead or alive now.

And the young master of the ghost king sect who originally came to the Hehuan sect because of him and was willing to stay in the blue sea and blue sky did not come back, and now the only one on top is the eldest sister who watched him jump off.

The melancholy in Ying Canghai's eyes deepened.

As the light and shadow changed, her eyes showed a deep black and almost ink blue.

She turned into clear light on the spot, went up to the blue sea and blue sky, and landed in the cold and desolate palace as always.

The golden red dress fell on the withered yellow weeds, and along the path in the weeds, she walked towards the room in her memory.

The eldest sister is indeed here.

As soon as Ying Canghai came in, he saw her walking behind the curtain.

The bright red dress dragged on the cold ground, and she was barefoot, wandering around the palace like a ghost.

This scene is similar to the scene when she was enduring the perverse torture brought about by giving birth to a child. She almost collapsed and lost her mind. overlapping.

At that time, she was also like now, wandering around barefoot, as if only by escaping from this body, would she not feel the pain that made her whole body collapse.

Ying Canghai looked at her without blinking.

Fortunately, when Jie Xin grew up and recognized him as his knee, he was separated from the eldest sister who couldn't accept the fact that she had a physical relationship with the other party in order to save her friend and was pregnant. Return to the way it was before.

She thought that she would never see her like this again in this life, but she didn't expect that the pain of losing her son would make her fall back into the demon again.

Ying Canghai stood there for a moment, and waited for the people behind the curtain to notice her arrival before saying: "Elder Sister." She walked towards her, and whispered as she walked, "You have locked yourself here for a long time, you— —”

The beauty with melancholy eyes lifted the curtain and looked at the person standing behind.

In the smoky light, Ying Qiushui, who was standing there with his back to her, turned around slowly.

Her face was still beautiful, but her long loose hair turned into the color of snow.

Lined with red clothes, thrilling.

The eyes of the two sisters seemed to meet after decades of time, and neither of them spoke.

Ying Canghai clenched the curtain tightly in his hands, and let it go after a while.

She walked over and hugged her as before.

After a long time, Ying Qiushui, whose black hair melted into white snow, seemed to enter a shell like a soul, and said to himself: "Am I wrong?"

"No." Ying Canghai hugged her tightly, and said sadly, "You are not wrong."

These things have always been God's tricks, and they have never been her fault alone.

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Demon Realm, Abyss.

A new guard came to the edge of the abyss. After carefully exploring for a few days, searching for the traces of the two people who jumped, the guard who found nothing gradually gave up searching.

People in the Demon Realm knew from birth that this place was a place of death.

This abyss is bottomless, and throwing a stone down will not hear an echo, and the reason for the formation of this dead place is special, and the entire area is forbidden by magic.

No matter how high the cultivation level is or the magic beast, if it falls, it will be a mortal body.

As long as you fall into it, there is no possibility of survival.

What they were originally worried about was whether Beitang Hanye, who had activated the killing barrier, fell, and whether there would be any changes in the abyss.

However, it was calm for dozens of days, and the guards on the edge of the abyss were once again relieved.

Under the abyss, there is no wind and no light.

This place is like the deepest part of the darkness. When you look up, you can't see the stars and the moon above the abyss. The ground under your feet is a humus layer formed by creatures that have died for an unknown number of years, exuding the breath of death softly.

But it's not completely silent here.

In the dark, there are faint bells and footsteps.

It was as if there were two people walking in this place that made Moxiu's expression change.

"Number 40 has been a day." The system said, "If you jump down like this, the plot will be disrupted. Have you thought about what to do?"

"The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge." In the darkness, Chu Yiyang looked at the map lit up in his field of vision, and walked along the bottom of the abyss towards the Demon Realm, "There will always be a way."

When he was talking to the system, the faint ringtone behind him followed him like a shadow.

When he jumped into the abyss that day, he used his natal protection, and the golden bell on his ankle shattered into several pieces.

The golden light, the top magic weapon from the Hehuan Sect, added to Beitang's body, slowing down his decline and allowing Chu Yiyang to catch up with him in the air.

The black and red mist awakened by Beitang Hanye also separated from him at this time, turned into wings, and gently surrounded Chu Yiyang.

Perhaps it was this double protection that made them fall into this endless abyss, but they were knocked unconscious and did not die.

It's just that when he woke up, Chu Yiyang discovered that this abyssal jedi really imprisoned all the power.

Both of them became mortal.

All the magic weapons and storage bags on his body were useless, but Beitang Hanye's tendency to slide into madness did not stop.

He is a powerless lunatic here, and when he goes outside, he will become a nightmare for the whole world.

According to the plot of the original book, this problem can only be solved after meeting Prison Shura.

Even if he is a mortal right now, Chu Yiyang doesn't want to face a Beitang who has fallen into a killing frenzy.

Fortunately, in this desperate situation, Chu Yiyang found that his puppet gloves were still usable.

He then bound Beitang's heart with a puppet thread, freezing him on the verge of madness and sobriety, a state where his heart was broken but not completely broken.

As soon as the puppet technique was activated, the black and red mist awakened by him re-condensed behind him.

His eyes still remained one black and one red, and the drop of blood and tears condensed under his eyes, like a mark.

He seemed to be frozen in time, becoming a puppet beauty.

Chu Yiyang found a part of the golden bell where they left it, looked at Beitang beside him who had no focus and no movement, and simply stuffed the remaining part into his hand.

Now, as long as Beitang walks behind him, Chu Yiyang can hear the bell.

Walking in the darkness under the abyss is not so quiet that it drives people crazy.

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