The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

Chu Yiyang sat where he was, watching Yaosou enter the house with the ground medicine.

The system judged: "Although Prison Shura is not a good person, he is a good father. After he pours all his cultivation into his son, what will happen?"

"It will dissipate." Chu Yiyang said.

In the original book, after he entered the abyss, he replaced his son and never appeared again. He should have exhausted his cultivation and died of exhaustion.

Although there is time to prepare now, and there is Yaosou's help, the ending should not be too bad.

When the current situation in the Demon Realm was in turmoil, it would be meaningless for a Demon Emperor who had lost all his cultivation to survive, not to mention that apart from Beitang Hanye, there was no one he cared about in this world.

He used to be able to fulfill the wishes of his beloved, and he has not appeared in front of her for so many years, and now he can also fulfill the wishes of his son, and will not appear in his life from then on.

Just as he was thinking, Chu Yiyang heard the sound of broken porcelain coming from the room, followed by a sudden burst of power.

With his eyes fixed, he immediately stood up, disappeared in place, and was already standing in the room when he reappeared.

Beitang Hanye, who was supposed to be quietly unconscious on the bed, struggled, and cracks appeared on his skin.

There is a golden-red light shining out from under the crack, Yaosou is pressing him.

"What happened to him?" Chu Yiyang asked anxiously.

While speaking, he leaned over to the person on the bed and helped Yaosou hold him down.

"You came just in time—hold him down!"

Seeing him coming, Yaosou immediately freed one hand, pulled the branch above his head and threw it to the ground.

The medicine powder he just prepared was fed to Beitang Hanye. It was supposed to strengthen his body, but for some reason, it broke the balance between his current powerful soul and his paper-like body, causing the soul to riot.

Now he has to dispense medicine urgently and transfer people to the pool behind the house.

The old man was in a state of desperation, and while changing the types of medicinal herbs on the growing tree, he complained: "This guy, Prison Shura, just likes to give me problems. First his wife, and now his son—"

Chu Yiyang looked at the increasingly obvious cracks on Beitang Hanye's body, and saw that the golden-red light flowing underneath would break through the blockade of the dream and the body at any time.

Once he loses his body, he can no longer be called alive.

His soul will follow the rules of heaven and earth and fall into the nether world, and will fall into the hands of the ghost king.

"It's too late." Chu Yiyang said to Yaosou while maintaining the movement of pressing Beitang Hanye, "Send me into his dream!"

Yaosou mended and strengthened Beitang's body outside, while he stabilized his spirit state in his dream, so as to buy time.

As long as Yaosou has no distractions and strengthens it as soon as possible, he can proceed to the next step when Prison Shura returns.

After hearing his words, Yaosou paused his movements, wanted to say something, and seeing Chu Yiyang nod irresistibly to him, he couldn't help but sighed anxiously after all.

It's too dangerous to go in now, maybe even if one soul is destroyed, the other won't be able to keep it.

But there is no other way.

"Okay, I'll take you in." Yaosou said, as his words fell, the medicinal materials on the branches changed into the soul flower that Chu Yiyang had seen.He casually grabbed a handful and threw it into the quaint incense burner he had just taken out, and the room was instantly ignited with the fragrance of soul flowers.

Yaosou threw out a grass rope full of knots and wrapped it around Chu Yiyang's leg, and he tied the other end to a short tree rooted in the ground, "You have to be careful yourself. In any case, just pull the grass rope, and I will bring you out."

Chu Yiyang said yes, and turned to look at Beitang. As soon as his gaze stopped on his face, he felt a blow on his back.

In an instant, his spirit seemed to be knocked out of his body by this palm, and rushed into Beitang Hanye's dream along the blood contract that existed between him and Beitang Hanye.

As soon as he landed, the sky fell apart, and when he looked up, he could see pieces of the sky peeling off in the blizzard, revealing the color of magma, and the ice field under his feet shook, making him almost unable to stand.

A long sword appeared in Chu Yiyang's hand, and he stabbed it on the ground to stabilize his figure.

Then, he looked around, and saw that Beitang's dream at this moment was no longer the cold Kunlun Peak, nor the nameless snow peak, but a vast snowfield.

When the world collapsed, the snow was still flying here, and he could hardly see everything around him.

That being the case, Chu Yiyang closed his eyes, maintained a half-kneeling posture in the snow, and tried his best to capture the connection between him and Beitang Hanye.

Suddenly, a wolf howled in the distance, and the sound was full of aggression.

The young man in red suddenly opened his eyes, then turned into a sword light, and galloped towards the direction of the sound.

In the snowstorm, a young child was confronting a snow wolf in front of him in the snow.

The wolf lowered its body, its pupils shone with green light, and its sharp claws scratched the ground.

Leaving Kunlun Peak, walking alone in this collapsing world, Xiaobeitang has no sword, no cultivation, just the most ordinary mortal child.

He looked at the wolf in front of him and saw the blood dripping from its teeth. He didn't know how many people he had eaten on this snowfield before him.

The young Beitang did not back down.

He was raised as the sharpest sword of the Kunlun Sword Sect since he was a child, but now that he has no power and his own sword, the meaning of existence has almost been completely obliterated.

He couldn't go back and didn't know what he could do.

Unless he can get his sword back, or he can continue to live without it in the future.

——Then the wolf in front of him is the first opponent he wants to kill.

When Chu Yiyang arrived, he happened to see the young Beitang, like a cub, pounced towards the half-human snow wolf with his bare hands.He avoided the snow wolf's bite, rode on its back, and rolled to the ground together with it.

Without a sword, he used his fists, teeth, and tugged at the mane of the wolf.

No matter how hard the wolf beneath him struggled, trying to throw him off his back, Xiao Beitang still clung to it, not letting go for a while.

Seeing the power emanating from this small body, and seeing his fierce eyes that are not inferior to this snow wolf, Chu Yiyang stood where he was, without moving for a while.

He knew that even if he lost his sword and lost his way, Beitang would not be completely helpless.

It's just that he is still young, and now he is no different from ordinary people. Even if he tried his best, he didn't cause too much damage to the snow wolf. After the wolf flicked hard, he was thrown to the ground and rolled to the side lock up.

The snow wolf let out a furious roar.

With a fierce look in its eyes, it rushed in this direction, and opened its mouth to bite Xiaobeitang!

Just when the stench was about to rush in front of him, Xiao Beitang who was thrown to the ground suddenly saw a figure in the snow.

The red clothes were like fire, different from all the colors he had ever seen, and there had never been such a warm color in Kunlun Sword Sect.

He originally suspected that this was an illusion he had had before he died.

But the next moment, that figure turned into a red light and flew towards him, and then, there was an extra sword in his hand.

The bright sword body reflected Beitang's young eyebrows and eyes, and there was a crack in the middle of the sword, but it did not damage its sharpness.

The fire-like color seemed to turn into the power contained in the sword, making him feel warm as soon as he held the sword.

The shaking between heaven and earth stopped, and the peeling sky froze.

Although this sword was not his previous sword, Beitang Hanye felt that if he held it, there would be infinite power in his body.

Everything was in slow motion, and then I met the wolf that was rushing in front of me. The young sword aimed at its throat, and stabbed the sword in my hand upwards, like piercing a piece of tofu, from the wolf's throat. penetrates to the nape of its neck.

The bright red blood spurted out and sprinkled little by little on the snow-white hair.

The light in the wolf's eyes disappeared, and Beitang Hanye quickly drew his sword away, then rolled and hid to the side, watching the wolf killed by his sword fall to the ground, blood slowly oozing out.

Panting for breath, Beitang Hanye looked at the wolf he had killed, and after making sure that it was out of breath, he turned his gaze back and looked at the sword that flew into his hand.

Beside him, the figure of the young man in red slowly emerged, but his color was much lighter than when he first came in, like a translucent sword spirit.

Chu Yiyang looked at the young Beitang holding the sword in both hands, with a cute smile on his face.

This smile seemed like sunlight piercing through the boundless wind and snow. When Chu Yiyang looked up at the sky again, he saw that everything that was collapsing had stopped and remained in such an absurd scene.

Suddenly, he felt warmth on his face, he could not help but raised his hand to caress his right cheek, looked down at Beitang, and saw the young him stroking the sword in his hand.

The place Xiao Beitang touched was exactly where Chu Yiyang's cheek was.

"From now on, you will be my sword." The boyish voice sounded, his eyes filled with love for the sword that flew into his hand, "Let's go together and break out from here together."

"Yes." Chu Yiyang looked at his delicate and lovely face, saw his sincere joy, and smiled slightly, put down his hands, and replied in his heart, "Whatever you say is what you say."

Here is his dream.

Now he is what he wants.

After losing his original sword, Beitang Hanye found another sword that belonged to him.

Holding it in his hand, he pulled himself together, passed the snow wolf's body, and continued to walk forward.

Chu Yiyang followed beside him.

The main body has turned into the sword in Xiao Beitang's hand, and his current form of sword spirit cannot be seen by the powerless Beitang.

But in this dream, as a person who has a blood bond with Beitang Hanye, he can also affect things in the dream.

When the wind and snow are blowing, Chu Yiyang can raise a gust of wind just by raising his hand, blocking the flying snowflakes and preventing the wind and snow from approaching.

Fragments of dreams fell from the sky, and when they were about to contaminate Xiaobeitang, he could block them with just one thought.

The young Beitang Hanye felt that his journey in the snow became much easier. The warmth from the sword continued to warm his body. The surrounding wind and snow could not approach him, and there were fewer attacks.

Therefore, when a new obstacle appeared in front of him again, he took the initiative to attack, grasped the sword, and killed it in one go.

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The author has something to say:

Me (passing the microphone): Is there really no one in this world that Mr. Prison cares about?

Prison Shura (cold): No more.

感谢在2021-11-2223:58:31~2021-11-2323:58:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 1 second sister;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!