The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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It was already the tenth day that Jiang Shuyu went out. Jiang Miaomiao was in Huangliang Pavilion, and he became more and more anxious every day. Especially in the last two days, he always had nightmares. On the ground, Bu Jiuliu at the side indifferently threw him a sword, asking him to carve out flesh and bones to end his past... Then the blood couldn't stop, and surged out violently, instantly dyeing the whole dreamland red...

Every time at this time, he would wake up from the dream covered in sweat, and then tell himself in a trembling voice: "No, Daddy is so powerful, it's all fake..."

But he never had such a dream before, even if it was comforting, the same sentence was repeated over and over again, sometimes it didn't work, so when we came together this day, what Jiang Miaomiao did first was not to coax himself, but to get dressed immediately, Putting on the birthday gift Jiang Shuyu gave him the year before last - a red string girdle with silver leaf darts hanging on it, and walked towards the door.

He didn't want to add trouble to Jiang Shuyu, but he was a little worried because the letter Yan sent had not returned.

"Just take a look, come back whether you see it or not." He made up his mind.

Jiang Miaomiao opened the door a crack, and quietly observed everything outside from the crack...

The two little sisters who were ordered to watch over him were not there, but there were many fantasy cultivators coming and going along the way, and the Huangliang Pavilion was already very lively at this time.

Helpless, Jiang Miaomiao could only walk close to the wall, trying to make others ignore him because of his stature. This trick really worked. Compared with everything around him, people obviously cared more about the sorrow and joy in front of them.

Just like that, he slowly walked to the door, and was about to go out, but bumped into two people head-on—Huangfu Zhou was smiling, and the two were about to go in, when the three of them walked face to face, and almost bumped into each other.

"Where are you going?" Huangfu Zhou Zheng asked.

Jiang Miaomiao: "Don't worry about it."

He unconsciously glanced towards Xiaoxiao.

The idiot brother was right, it was indeed his fault that day, he wanted to apologize, but he didn't know how to say it, it was very awkward to say it or not.

Xiaoxiao seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness a few days ago, and smiled sweetly at him, turning sideways to get out of the way.

Jiang Miaomiao was even more at a loss. She had already run a dozen steps, but stopped suddenly.

"Hey!" he cried.

Smiling, she turned her head and looked at him suspiciously.

"thanks……"

Leaving this sentence, Jiang Miaomiao blushed and ran away, regardless of whether people heard it clearly or not.It was the first time he talked to a girl like this, and his face was a little hot. Thinking of that white and tender little fleshy face, this idea suddenly came to his mind: "If..., then she is my niece!"

For the first time, he felt like an adult.

Jiang Miaomiao's destination is very clear. Two days ago, he found out that there is a huge mass grave in Fenzhou City. There is a high probability that Jiang Shuyu will go there, so he will go there first to find...

"Master!"

The sudden change caught Xie Yang off guard. He looked at the blood-stained arrow - it was an arrow from the Demon Realm, with the pattern of the Styx flower, the tail feather of the Crow King... Someone mixed in with the flower demons and shot an arrow at him. !

He thought of Abang almost instantly.

"I'm fine, let's find a way to get out first."

Jiang Shuyu gritted his teeth tightly, the sharp pain made his forehead full of sweat, so he still grabbed the arrow handle, trying to tear it out.

Xie Yang hurriedly clasped his wrist and stopped him from moving: "You are crazy, you don't think you died fast enough, do you?"

As soon as the words fell, the arrow turned into a pool of black water in an instant, and bright red blood flowed out of Jiang Shuyu's body.Jiang Shuyu let out a muffled snort, but finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell into Xie Yang's arms...

Xie Yang's heart trembled suddenly, but he didn't dare to shake him vigorously to wake him up.

He tried to call a few times, but Jiang Shuyu just frowned and closed his eyes tightly. He wanted to hug Jiang Shuyu, but Jiang Shuyu's blood seeped into his skin as soon as it touched his skin that had been injured by the demon arrow.

All of a sudden, the white gas was transpiring, and the water was boiling like hissing.

The severe pain suddenly exploded in Xie Yang's limbs and bones, and the voice that had been sleeping for a long time sounded again, layer upon layer like a wave, it was arrogance and hostility, and it was also a ghost killed in battle.

"Xie Yang, you really healed your scar and forgot the pain. Have you forgotten how he lied to you?"

"You poor wretch, you died in vain, mother, and the only person you trust chooses others over you..."

"Why do you hold him like this and kill him?"

"Kill him, no one can stop you, you and us will be free forever."

Xie Yang's body seemed to be burning with flames, the heat was unbearable, countless grievances and sufferings he had suffered in the past flooded his heart, his mind was full of seductive whispers,

"You know we are right, don't forget who avenged you..."

"Look at him now, he is so weak, he will shatter when touched, don't be afraid, kill him..."

Under the control of hostility, he couldn't even tell whether the man in front of him, who had just blocked an arrow for him, was good or evil, or a god or a devil. He only had that glaring white long neck in his eyes. will break...

"Well--"

The person in his arms blushed and whimpered in pain. The severe pain in his palm made Xie Yang withdraw his hand suddenly. He looked at the smoking palm and couldn't believe it—he almost threw his hand away just now. Jiang Shuyu killed him.

Fortunately, the aura in Jiang Shuyu's body can also suppress the hostility in him.

The voice in his ear receded slowly like a tide, Xie Yang didn't have time to calm down, he hurriedly tore off a few pieces of cloth from his body to stop Jiang Shuyu's bleeding, and then silently recited the method of exorcising evil spirits in "Erosion Abyss"...

In an instant, countless dead souls jumped out of him, holding spears and short swords, or holding knives and shields, and killed the flower demon flying in the air.

Xie Yang helped Jiang Shuyu on his back again, and lifted him up. He didn't dare to touch him easily, so he had to tear the only repair robe on his body to pieces.

"Flowers..." Jiang Shuyu murmured from behind.

"What?" Xie Yang asked.

He probably didn't wake up, he only knew to repeat that sentence: "Hua... take Hua back..."

Xie Yang suddenly remembered the purpose of his trip, and said angrily, "What time is it!"

"flower……"

"Good good."

In the distance, the five-leaf plum blossom array laid down by Jiang Shuyu was on the verge of being shattered. Fortunately, the evil spirits bred by hostility were decisive in killing them, and with the assistance of demon soldiers, the flower demons scattered in large swaths and turned into primordial bodies in a short while When it fell, only one of them was caught by Xie Yang, and the rest all soaked into the soil...

The hustle and bustle receded, the sky showed its original color, and the crows hovered above their heads. This time they really came out.

With a wave of his hand to disperse the demon soldiers and evil spirits, Xie Yangfei ran back as if he was watching Jiang Shuyu on his back while secretly injecting spiritual power into his body...

This is the second time, this is already the second time Jiang Shuyu has been injured for him. He saw it with his own eyes, but he didn't feel comfortable at all.That arrow was clearly aimed at him, why is Jiang Shuyu so stupid, does he really think that he is invincible?

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Suddenly, a cat emerged from the grass by the side of the road, chewing a dry bird's wing in its mouth. It was gray and its hair was covered with dead branches and leaves.

Xie Yang: "I'm sorry, Sister Hua, when we go back, you can have as much dried fish as you want!"

"Ugh..."

Huahua also seemed to know that the situation was urgent, she swallowed the swallow's wings a few times, and turned around to lead the way for the two of them.

The dense fog gradually lifted, Xie Yang faintly saw a bridge standing not far away, he moved his back, and woke up Jiang Shuyu: "Master, don't sleep, we are almost at Fu'an Bridge!"

After crossing the bridge is Fenzhou City, where people come and go, there must be many medicine cultivators entrenched here.

But Jiang Shuyu became flustered as if he heard some terrible curse, and he clutched Xie Yang's collar with his pale fingers, weakly: "Don't walk on the bridge...don't walk on the bridge..."

Xie Yang: "Are you kidding me! You will be saved once you cross the bridge!"

"Don't... I can't die..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Shuyu began to struggle anxiously, Xie Yang had to turn around, and gently brought Jiang Shuyu up, he said: "Okay! I won't take the bridge! Don't make money! "

"Sister Hua, find the nearest way!"

"Wang!"