The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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As the ghost fire spread all over Jiangjiazhuang, a fire suddenly broke out where the flowers fell, and burned from near to far, all the way to the sky.

A crack was opened in the realm of memory, and the night sky was covered with blood red, but the bright moon was still astonishingly large.

"Master!" Xie Yang pointed at the moon and said, "Exit!"

As soon as the words fell, a strong arm wrapped around Jiang Shuyu's feet, and Qing Jing's sword came out, carrying them towards the middle of the moon...

Although in Jiang Shuyu's eyes, he was just a new monk with low ability and little spiritual power, but being protected like a woman like this made Xie Yang extremely uncomfortable.

who is he?The majestic devil!

Not to mention Jiang Shuyu when the city was massacred back then, even if the four gates failed to take him down, now in order to find that lifeless "spirit caller", he can only cling to Jiang Shuyu like a bitch. Grandpa's aggrieved.

Thinking about it, he stepped on Qing Jing firmly, trying to get out of Jiang Shuyu's arms quietly.

Jiang Shuyu: "Don't move, be careful not to fall."

"I'm not feeling well," Xie Yang put his arms around Jiang Shuyu's waist, and then said with satisfaction, "Change to a more comfortable position."

This is worthy of my tall, handsome and mighty identity.

Fortunately, Jiang Shuyu didn't have so many twists and turns in his heart, he just went out, and it didn't matter what method he used.

His waist is really thin, much thinner than expected.

He suddenly remembered the accidental break-in a few days ago, and he saw a thin waist and strong lines in a haze... It turned out that his back was not wider than the sea, and he always protected people behind him for no reason.

Xie Yang sighed, and put his chin on Jiang Shuyu's shoulder.

He felt a little tired.

How nice it would be if he was born in an ordinary family, doing nothing all his life, ignoring him, and just passing by so slowly...

As it rises higher, the sea of ​​fiery red flowers below becomes a small dot. What Jiang Yu Jiangxue, what Wen Yumian, all melt into the red wave and disappear.

When the Qing Jing sword landed, the two returned to the original point, Xie Yang withdrew his hand, and in order to relieve the fatigue that had not dissipated, he pretended to be naughty and asked: "We came out, is your grandmother okay?"

After all, Jiang Yu is dead, and Wen Yumian will definitely not stay. She still has eye problems, and the surviving people in Jiangjiazhuang will definitely not spare her.

Jiang Shuyu shook his head: "It's okay."

"That's it? Can you say a few more words to me," Xie Yang said, "For example, what happened later?"

Jiang Shuyu thought for a while: "Later... my grandmother said that a monk wanted to take her back to Songming City. If she didn't go, the monk broke his sword and turned into two spirit snakes to guard her. She and my grandfather I went back to the mountain and never went down again..."

"Then your uncle," Xie Yang straightened his words, "why did you save him?"

Ordinarily, Jiang Yu should have exterminated the villagers after they killed Wen Yumian... Could it be that he knew about the saying "spiritual souls are suppressed", so he might as well just die?

Or is he actually not that bad...

Just as he was thinking about it, he realized that Jiang Shuyu had already left.

"Eh? Wait, wait!"

Xie Yang couldn't help but touch his forehead.

Although it is not easy to be able to say a lot, this guy's level of storytelling is really bad.

He asked again: "I'm afraid the monk who folded the sword is the master? Then who is the grandfather you are talking about, and when did he appear?"

Jiang Shuyu stopped and said, "Just now, didn't you see him?"

"Varied……"

Xie Yang suddenly remembered the boy who called Wen Yumian to be careful in the ancestral hall when the villagers sneaked up on him.

Xie Yang: "He...is he your grandfather?"

"Ah."

Jiang Shuyu responded lightly, and walked straight to Jiang Xue's stele, but didn't stop, but brushed aside another stele that was covered by weeds, Xie Yang followed and took a look——Jiang Shuyu Xier.

His eyes widened, quite surprised: "The Jiang Xi'er in Jiang Yu's story?"

Jiang Shuyu nodded again: "Grandfather, both of his parents died since he was a child, has been living with his grandfather. He was close friends with his grandmother and uncle. Later, his grandfather also left, so he followed my grandmother up the mountain."

Xie Yang gave a clear "Oh" and asked again: "Then your grandmother's eye disease..."

Always asking people about their family affairs, even a thick-skinned Xie Yang felt a little embarrassed-why, can't you ask about the enemy's intelligence?

Fortunately, Jiang Shuyu was not impatient, he was silent for a while, and then replied: "From what I can remember to when she left, I have always had that disease, and now it seems that there is no cure, so I think..." Is it because she doesn't want to use that prescription anymore?

A gust of wind blows and weeds float, Xie Yang looked at the two tombstones standing still between them and said nothing more.

That's right, no matter how innocent Wen Yumian was, he was also the murderer who directly killed Jiang Yu. No wonder he was very kind to Jiang Shuyu and Jiang Yingyue, and his daring to show affection was also a way of repaying his kindness.

After a while, he looked up at Jiang Shuyu, who was looking slightly melancholy, and asked hesitantly, "Then you and your master..."

Jiang Shuyu didn't know earlier, but now that he knows, how should he face it in the future...

Jiang Shuyu knew what he meant, and said lightly: "Don't tell me, don't ask."

For him, this is the best solution.

Wen Yumian killed Jiang Yu by mistake because Jiang Yu harmed others first, and Jiang Yu harmed others because everyone in Jiangjiazhuang killed his mother first. Not hateful, who is not innocent?

"Let's go."

Jiang Shuyu seemed to sigh, and when he saw him, he returned to his usual cold and unkind appearance.

"Wait a moment!"

Xie Yang called to stop, then ran to a place not far away to pick two flowers under his puzzled gaze, then ran back and placed them in front of Jiang Xue and Jiang Xi'er's graves, clasped his hands together, murmured something, and whispered: "Grandfather, grandfather, bless me to find the spirit caller smoothly, escape from birth, and don't be caught by those people who cultivated the world. If I can't, at least I will be beaten to ashes, and no one will find me..."

Jiang Shuyu couldn't hear clearly, but he was quite puzzled by this behavior.

Suddenly, the flowers that Xie Yang placed in front of the grave began to turn black until they burst into flames.

Xie Yang: "Hey! The spirit has appeared!"

Jiang Shuyu pulled him away by his collar a few meters away, looked at the flames and said sharply: "This is the ghost's fire!"

Xie Yang: "Huh?"

As soon as the words fell, flames rose from the place where they had just stood on the whole mountain, and gradually intensified. Seeing that there was no place to stay on this small land, Jiang Shuyu had no choice but to give an order: "Run!"

After finishing speaking, he touched his eyelids with two fingers together, and when he opened his eyes again, the world turned blood red.

Xie Yang: "Aren't these the things behind the Realm of Memory? Could it be that this is the real Realm of Flowers?"

The flowers that bloom in hell are really different, they have both demonic and ghostly nature and Buddha-like spirituality, so not only Xie Yang didn't notice it, but even Jiang Shuyu's golden pupils who were born with the ability to see sprites and monsters, didn't notice it.

The trees "cracked" and the fire had risen several meters high like a huge wave. At this moment, Jiang Shuyu, who was running ahead, suddenly turned around. Just as Xie Yang was about to ask him what he was doing, he lifted his robe , took off the rows of five-leaf plum blossom darts on his legs and threw them "swish" into the sea of ​​flames...

The darts did not land, but connected into a big net as if they were attracting each other. Jiang Shuyu quickly formed a seal with both hands. After the printing was completed, the big net suddenly formed a huge ice curtain, isolating the flying flames...

"Why don't you move!"

Seeing that Xie Yang was still standing there waiting, Jiang Shuyu reprimanded him, grabbed his hand and continued to run.

Unexpectedly, the front is also blocked, Xie Yang looked at the sky full of red flames, wanted to cry, "Where are you going?"