The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

The tulle was flying, Xie Xiu mercilessly drove these beautiful boys and girls towards the middle of the hall.

Chu Yiyang's self-cultivation is good, but these mortals who don't have any self-cultivation feel more uncomfortable the more they walk in, as if a strong yin energy seeps into the bone marrow.

Like driving a flock of sheep, this group of evil cultivators drove all the beautiful young men they collected to one place, and then looked around the quiet surroundings:

"What's going on? Are we the only ones who came first?"

The second young master divided them into three groups, and went to search for beauties separately. Logically speaking, they should all be back by now.

It's just that they are the only ones in this hall.

But these evil cultivators didn't think that something happened to the people who hadn't come back. They thought about it, their Blood River Sect was invincible in the blood river formation of the ancestors, so what could happen?

Seeing that the second young master hadn't returned, these evil thoughts came alive.

Chu Yiyang stood among the disciples serving the temple, watched them exchange a look, and then let out a lewd smile under the terrified gaze of the young girls beside him.

"Hmph, these bastards must have played by themselves on the road!"

"Damn it, we are the only ones who are so stupid to come back in such a hurry."

They felt that they were at a loss, and there was no one else here, so it was really wrong to wait so foolishly, so after nodding to each other with lewd smiles, they all turned around and looked at the beauties they had kidnapped.

Meeting their eyes, these uncultivated boys and girls all took a step back in fear.

"Hehehe——little beauty, the second young master hasn't come back yet, please stay with us first!" They put their weapons on their waists, rubbed their hands and walked towards the lambs waiting to be slaughtered. It's all for the second young master to enjoy, and the second young master can't enjoy that much alone, right?

Suddenly screams erupted in the underground hall.

These evil cultivators laughed wildly with excitement, enjoying their powerless resistance and evasion like a cat catching a mouse.

The young girl who was caught couldn't avoid it, she screamed and was thrown to the ground, and the clothes on her body were roughly torn off.

The rest of the people could only tremble and retreat in a group, watching the captured person being humiliated, and did not dare to go forward to rescue him.

As if dissatisfied with being disturbed by their vulgarity, Xu Wang, who stayed in Chu Yiyang's sleeve, once again showed his true colors as a little bully, and asked Chu Yiyang: "Do you want me to kill them? It must be clean , so that the old blood river ghost above can't find it at all."

"No need." Chu Yiyang glanced at the pool of blood behind the heavy gauze, and said casually, "How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly felt that he was hit by someone. Chu Yiyang looked down and saw a girl who was as old as him now.

She was holding an eight or nine-year-old boy in her arms, trying to escape.

Not far away, a flesh-faced evil cultivator violently pushed aside the young girl who stood in front of her, eyes embedded in the fat were condensed with an evil light.

The other people who were arrested were all about sixteen or seventeen years old, but Chu Yiyang frowned at the sight of this one child.

Although the little boy was young, his appearance was very delicate, even the coarse clothes could not conceal his beauty.In this world, sometimes beauty can be used as a weapon, and sometimes beauty is not a good thing.

The evil cultivator who was searching for the target in the crowd suddenly gave a grin, and then strode towards this direction: "So I'm hiding here—"

He has always been not interested in grown-up teenagers, and prefers ungrown-up children. This time, he deliberately kidnapped a beautiful little thing, but was taken to hide, and he searched for it for a long time.

Seeing his figure pressing towards him like a mountain, the girl holding her younger brother hastily broke sight contact with Chu Yiyang.

Seeing the person walking towards them, she subconsciously held her brother in her arms and turned around, using her body to block the lewd gaze: "Don't..."

The evil cultivator like a mountain of meat stretched out his hand towards the girl's thin back, wanting to grab the child she was protecting in her arms: "Come here!"

Chu Yiyang heard her pleading: "Please, please... let my brother go-you want me! I just ask you to let my brother go!"

Xiexiu spit out two rough breaths from his nose: "Go away! I'm not interested in you!"

When the girl heard this, she fell into despair instantly.

Seeing her refusing to give up resistance for a long time, the evil cultivator's eyes lit up fiercely, and he raised his palm like a cattail leaf fan to hit the back of the desperate girl: "I want to die!"

Hearing the wind behind her, the girl who was protecting her brother arched her body and closed her eyes, waiting desperately for death to come.

However, the pain of death did not subside.

The little boy she was holding peeped out of her sister's arms, and saw the palm stop a few inches from her sister's back. Standing in front of them, the elder brother in temple service clothes held a hand caught him.

The evil cultivator with a face full of flesh did not expect that someone would dare to stop him, let alone that this kid was so strong, and without cultivation, he could hold down himself who was already in the foundation stage.

His eyes widened, and the fat on his face twitched. Seeing the boy in white looking at him coldly, there seemed to be flames burning in those ice-shrouded eyes.

Xie Xiu gritted his teeth and roared, "Let go!"

Then he twitched his hand back, but he didn't twitch for a while.

Those evil cultivators who had already selected their prey and wanted to start lusting on the spot saw the movement here.

Seeing that he was restrained by a young man with no cultivation level, they immediately laughed: "Old cow, can you do it? You can't even do anything to a mortal who serves in a temple?"

"Shut up!" The hateful Xiexiu became furious, and used more strength in his hands, not caring that such a pull would break the bones of this young man who was very fond of the second young master, but with a twitch Still unable to twitch, his anger burned in an instant, "Dare to spoil me - go to hell!"

The siblings who were guarded by Chu Yiyang saw that he raised his other palm, the palm was glowing with earthy light, and was about to smash it towards the boy's Tianling Gai, they couldn't help screaming: "——Don't! "

Everything seemed to be in slow motion.

Xie Xiu, whose fat face was twitching, watched his palm getting closer and closer to the head of this lifeless young man, thinking that this beautiful face would be turned into flesh under his hands in an instant, a burst of cruel pleasure surged in his heart .

No matter how powerful he is, he is still a mortal.

There is a natural moat between mortals and monks, and it cannot be crossed with great strength. This kid will use his own life to prove this point!

At this moment, a gust of wind blew up in the hall, and countless blood-colored tulles were lifted up in an instant, revealing the cut space behind.

In an instant, everyone saw the blood-stained ground exposed behind the tulle, as well as the evil cultivators with mutilated limbs and different methods of death.

Before the group of evil cultivators could react, there was a sound of water breaking out from the pool of blood behind the heavy gauze.

Everyone looked in that direction again, and saw a huge black python that pierced through the sky and jumped out of the pool of blood!

The water in the blood pool rolled down from its blue-glowing scales, and the giant black python spit out snake letters, its head almost as high as the underground hall.

Those golden vertical pupils were full of cold-blooded reptiles and inorganic matter, and the devilish energy on his body swept the entire space at the same time as it appeared.

There was another scream in the underground hall: "What is this?!"

Seeing that there were magical beasts breaking into the ancestor's blood pool, all these evil cultivators screamed sternly, ignoring what they were doing before.

What Chu Yiyang saw in his eyes was not the giant black python, but the relatively small figure at the edge of the blood pool compared to the giant python.

The dark red pool water is the blood of living people sucked by the Blood River Formation, and there is actually someone in this pool soaking in it together with such a giant black python.

He leaned against the pool, revealing his muscular and tight shoulders. His arms seemed to contain infinite power. His long black hair was scattered behind him, and he wore a golden hair ornament intertwined with dragons and snakes. The whitish scales that emerged from the side all showed his alien identity.

The giant python's wheels-like eyes were still staring at them as if they were dead objects. The people soaked in the pool of blood turned their heads when they heard the voice behind them, and finally revealed Lushan's true colors.

His black hair hangs down on the side of his face, blocking his eyes, and only his high nose bridge and moist lips can be seen.

A drop of water slid down his perfect jaw and flowed over the side of his neck. Chu Yiyang was disappointed to confirm that this was not his younger brother, and heard the system prompt sound: "[Qingye Mountain City] branch plot exploration rate 10%, 90% to be explored. [Abyss Demon Realm] plot starts, 1% to be explored in the branch plot, 99% to be explored."

……

Once people give up struggling, they can lie flat and accept everything, and the same is true for the system.

When the two plot lines were turned on at the same time for the first time, its built-in logic was still unacceptable. When it was turned on for the second time, it had already accepted the reality, and the sound returned to the original mechanical tablet.

Chu Yiyang praised it in his heart, saying "children can be taught", and the identity of the people in the pool is very clear. It was the demon city lord who met Fu Yueshu in Qingye Mountain City and gave him a fatal blow to the young master of the Acacia Sect. Yan Xun.

The love rival should have been extremely jealous when they met, but Chu Yiyang came to make up for Fu Yueshu's plot, so he performed the jealousy in another way.

The young man's face was pale and his eyes were red. When the black magic python rushed towards them, the hand that restrained Xie Xiu didn't intend to let go at all.

The evil cultivators who had acted fiercely on these Fan family boys and girls before ran away in fright, and the evil cultivator surnamed Niu who was restrained by him also wanted to escape, but was dragged back.

Seeing the huge magic python wandering around, making a "hissing" sound when its belly rubbed against the ground, and leaving mutilated corpses and bloodstains everywhere, this evil cultivator with a face full of flesh had no other thoughts at all.

He turned his head and roared at Chu Yiyang: "Release! Do you want to die together!"

The other mortals who were captured had already been stunned and frightened to the ground, but he was still standing and still had the strength to hold him.

Xie Xiu turned his head anxiously, and saw the washbasin-sized scales on the black magic python's abdomen getting closer and clearer in his eyes, and heard the young man's voice resolutely in his ears: "That's right!"

"You are dreaming!"

He is a cultivator, a cultivator who won the creation of heaven and earth, how could he let this ant who can only live for one life drag him to his death?

The evil cultivator with a full face suddenly raised his hand, and a more intense khaki-yellow light condensed in the palm of his hand than before.

Just when he was about to strike down with a ferocious face, a bloody tulle flew from the direction of the blood pool, wrapped around the young man's waist as if alive, and pulled him towards the blood pool.

The evil cultivator who was left in place regained his freedom, and was about to turn around and leave when he was swallowed by the attacking black python, leaving only the knife pinned to his waist falling to the ground, making a "clang" sound .

The underground hall instantly returned to silence.

There was a "crash" in the pool of blood, and the boy who fell was lifted out by the people by the pool. He was drenched all over, coughing in embarrassment with his head bowed, and water droplets rolled down from his body like chaotic jade beads, falling back to the ground. pool.

The person who supported him put him on the steps by the pool, and the shadows of two people were reflected in the water.

The man soaking in the pool has a pair of intoxicating peach blossom eyes. Even when he is not smiling, the corners of his eyes are slightly curved, and his gaze is always full of love.

The boy he rescued was sitting on the highest step in the pool, two heads taller than him, looking at him with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

Yan Xun remembered that just now he was between life and death, and his eyes showed unyielding, like two burning glass pure fires, a glimpse of it is tempting.

As they looked at each other, a drop of water fell from the boy's eyelashes. Yan Xun moved his eyes and looked down along the drop of water——

I saw that the white clothes that were originally immortal and elegant on the young man's body were soaked and stuck to his body, outlining the uniformity of flesh and blood.

The hem of the long dress spread out, like petals floating in a pool of blood, the thin fabric outlined the slender and tight line of the calf, the owner of the calf moved uneasily, and the string of golden bells on the ankle rang like rain.

A deep light flashed in Yan Xun's eyes.

He stretched out his hand to hold the young man's left foot, feeling the snow-white arch of the foot reflexively tense under his fingers, stepping on the water surface, made the string of golden bells make another crisp sound.

"Temple service?"

Yan Xun's voice sounded as gentle as a lover whispering, even the Lord of the Demon Realm, who had been wandering among the flowers for a long time, had to admit that this white-clothed golden bell was deceptive.

Before Chu Yiyang could speak, Xu Huang, who had been keeping quiet before, suddenly said sadly: "Who is he? Do you want me to kill him for you?"

It was the first time that Xiao Bawang fell in love with a person, and he retracted his paws to reveal his soft belly. He was very satisfied just sticking to him, but as a result, he fell in love with this person as soon as he came up, which was unbearable.

I don't know where he got so angry, Chu Yiyang didn't intend to explain more, but told him briefly: "He is Yan Xun, one of the seven city lords of the Demon Realm, you can't beat him."

Yan Xun raised his head, wondering who put the bell on the young man in front of him.

The clothes belonging to the disciples serving in the temple are so elegant and fairy-like, and with this string of bells, there is a trace of depravity in the holiness.

He remembered the first time he saw this young man, all the captured people were afraid of the evil cultivators under Xuehe, and he was the only one who stood in front of the weak, and did not retreat in the face of life and death.

As a monster born in the dark, what Yan Xun couldn't resist most was this look in his eyes.

Since he rescued the man, Yan Xun didn't want him to show a scared look to him.

He let go of his hand, and felt the boy shrink back all of a sudden, wanting to move to a corner farther away from him to avoid him, but he felt uneasy about the blood color and Yin Qi surging in the pool of blood.

"Don't worry." Yan Xun looked at him and said gently, "I'm not like them, I won't do anything to you."

After he finished speaking, he saw the young man looking away from the pool and looking towards him. There was a trace of suspicion on his beautiful face. After a while, he slowly said: "Then you pull me down to do it." What?"

The boy's voice is cold, like a clear spring on the top of a mountain, with tiny ice flakes mixed in when it flows.

The group of evil cultivators, rapers, and robbers just now are not good people, but this person in front of him can't see the Taoist righteous way, and he must have ulterior motives when he tries to save himself.

Yan Xun chuckled, as if he thought he was very interesting.

His giant black python swam back close to the ground after devouring the dregs outside, circled the blood pool silently, and then huddled around the periphery, its golden eyes the size of wheels reflected the two people by the pool shadow.

With a "crash", the surface of the water fluctuated, and it was Yan Xun who raised his hand and pulled the boy sitting on the top of the steps down.

When the young man was afraid of sinking and struggled subconsciously, Yan Xun supported him and surrounded him by his side.

"It's just that it's boring to soak in the pool alone, so I want to bring someone who is pleasing to the eye to come down as a companion. In return..." He pressed against the boy's right ear canal, "After I finish healing, I can take you out."

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