The villain is addicted to my furry

After the war, everyone had injuries of varying severity, and there was no time to care about Xie Yang, a sensitive "hero".

This was in line with Xie Yang's wishes. He retreated alone for three days and recovered as before. He left a "precious" note for Puyang Zhenren and asked the spiritual pet to leave. "You want to go? Where are you going?" Yin Yu was anxious, and followed Xie Yang all the way to the foot of the mountain, lest this young talent go astray!

Xie Yang only said: "You and I are not from the same way." "Which way are you from?" Yin Yu put his hands on his hips, his face full of dissatisfaction.

Xie Yang: "Night Palace." "And then?" Yin Yu showed no surprise on his face, "You want to take the position of Palace Master and lead the Night Palace to fight against the Immortal Dao?"

Xie Yang looked away, not wanting to waste his time talking.

Yin Yu raised his eyebrows: "Isn't that enough? Isn't your goal the one from the Moon Tower? We are too. We all have the same goal. Isn't this the same way?"

Yin Yu is so persistent, Xie Yang's heart is still warm.But if it is for the good of this silly boy, some cold and hard attitudes cannot be perfunctory: "Immortals and demons have different ways, you'd better draw a clear line with me, so as not to avoid future..." "Show a clear line with the great hero, am I sick?" Yin Yin Yu interrupted him harshly, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "If you don't hurry to hug your thigh and beg for cover at a time like this, do you really think I'm stupid?"

Xie Yang:..."

Zhou Yutang also admired Yin Yu's brain circuit very much, and took the initiative to step forward and said: "My master, who cultivates both immortals and demons, is originally "impure". Trouble, it’s better not to go back in the first place than to drag the teacher’s family into verbal criticism.”

People's hearts are unpredictable, and now I am grateful to my heart and have worked hard, but as time goes on, this "gratitude" will eventually fade away.Until then, there will only be more and no less of the bastards who look at the old scores and small intestines and look down on the gods who are too high to make troubles.

Yin Yu also naturally understood this truth. "I understand, then go to the Night Palace, be the lord of the palace, and be the devil." Yin Yu said this casually, as if "going to a shop to sell sesame seed cakes" is as simple as that. "As for me, you don't care." Yin Yu put his arms around his chest and said arrogantly, "I, Yin Qiusuo, are your buddies and not your subordinates. You don't care who I make friends with. Brother, don't hurry up and hug your thighs when you become a demon king." Instead of being an enemy, I'm an idiot?"

Xie Yang: .Zhou Yutang: …

The trusting suzerain of Tianxuezong led the whole sect to unite and love with Yegong brothers.This... This is a big deal! ! !

How decent! ! !

Not only was Yin Yu not ashamed of it, but proud of it, he pouted at Zhou Yutang and said: "I heard that Quege ran away with you, so why not bring me a Tianxuezong?"

Xie Yang couldn't bear it anymore: "Since ancient times, immortals and demons have been incompatible with each other, it's simply absurd.

Yin Yu scolded with a smile: "You little monster who cultivates both immortals and demons is not qualified to say such a thing."

Zhou Yutang chuckled.

With such a smile, Xie Yang, who was full of seriousness, broke his guard, and couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.

Yin Yu laughed enough, sighed softly and said: "There is no good or evil in a magic weapon, only those who use it. There is no absolute evil in sects, it depends on who the leader is - it is impossible for the Night Palace to not have a palace master. , it is better to let you do it, at least I can be sure that you will not harm us."

Xie Yang's heart was touched, and he said softly: "Thank you."

Xie Yinyu had unreserved trust.Thank you for your unchanging friendship as always.

Under the leadership of Ruji Rushuang, Moxiu retreated to the dividing line between the immortal and demon worlds. Yan Quanzi hurried, and finally made it in time to "collect the corpse" of Puyang Master.

It might be a bit exaggerated to say that, after all, the immortal monks led by Master Puyang are still fighting hard. Although they didn't get much advantage, they didn't fall behind either.

When the two armies are at war, each other's mentality has a great influence.Mo Yi, the master of the Ye Palace, died in the Snow Sect. How could the group of demon cultivators in the Ye Palace not be affected, and their aura was greatly reduced. This is why Puyang Daoist chased him to the border.

One of the one-armed sword cultivators was the most aggressive in killing. As a senior with a reputation in the immortal way, his swordsmanship is one of the best, so he has a reputation that echoes everywhere. With him as the leader, he set up a magnificent sword formation and slaughtered hundreds of demon cultivators in one fell swoop. .

Before the one-armed hero could feel triumphant, a breath of magic passed through his chest, and the flesh and blood were as gorgeous as exploding fireworks, spraying all over the ground.

Everyone was frightened one after another, Ji Rushuang, who was wearing a purple veil, smiled slightly, and said while wiping her hands with a handkerchief: "Take out the golden core and soul before killing, this kind of great tonic should not be wasted. "

Seeing the holy envoy sitting in the town, the demon cultivators immediately raised their fighting spirit and swung their swords to start a new round of fighting!

With Ji Rushuang as the backbone, the situation immediately changed. Master Puyang has limited cultivation, and is also known as the weakest "medical cultivator" in the world of cultivating immortals. Unable to hold back, fortunately Yan Quanzi arrived in time and dragged the panting real Puyang back to the back.

Master Puyang said while adjusting his breath: "Now that Mo Yi has been killed, Ye Gong's vitality is seriously injured, we should take advantage of the victory and pursue it!"

Yan Quanzi shook his head and said, "Brother Puyang's words are different. Mo Yi is dead, and it is a fatal blow to Ye Gong. The poor should not chase after him! Besides, Ji Rushuang alone is not enough to support such a huge sect as Ye Gong." .”

Master Puyang stood up with his knees on his hands: "Yes, so we have to kill every one we can before the prison annexes the Night Palace."

Yan Quanzi hurriedly stopped him: "Oh, Brother Dao, someone will help clean up this mess, so we don't need to worry about it!"

The stubborn little old man blew his beard and stared and said: "What are you talking about? It is my duty to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. How can I pretend to be someone else?" "Yes, senior." The common people in the world, why should we let the criminal prison sit back and enjoy the rewards, help others butcher Moyi, and hand over such a big sect, what kind of talk is this!" "You are simply—" Yan Quanzi, who is slow, really can't keep up The rhythm of this group of stubborn donkeys, sure enough, he is still suitable for piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flower tea.

Lengtouqing held his head high and held his chest high: "Even if my body is smashed to pieces, I will die with honor on the road of slaying demons and demons, and I have no regrets!" Puyang real person burst into tears: "Good boy!"

Yan Quanzi: "..."

No matter the immortal cultivator or the demon cultivator, Zhu Gou's cultivation is limited, but for the sake of the night palace and the demon world, he throws his head and blood, and never covets life or fears death. This courageous and fearless appearance makes Huang Liniao look at him with admiration .

A sword cultivator approached against the wind, and made three consecutive sword strikes so fast and ruthlessly that Zhu Gouzang was overwhelmed. He rolled on the ground for several times before barely dodging, making his face extremely embarrassing.

Jianxiu sneered and said, "Yegong still has trash like you."

Oriole was taken aback.What?

Who is this stupid guy saying is trash? "Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp—" the oriole swooped down and pecked at the big stupid man's eyes. ?”

【I am your Uncle Wangcai! 】The oriole pecked more and more vigorously, making the big head full of bags.

[You know I'm good, right you bastard?Only I, Wangcai, can bully Zhu Gouzeng, what are you doing, kill you, kill you! 】"Wangcai?" Zhu Gousheng stood up, tears welling up in his eyes.

In the distance, the demon cultivator set up a large array of skeletons, which was destructive and majestic.Some monks who had no time to dodge were swept in by the formation, and their bodies were smashed to pieces on the spot and exploded into a cloud of blood, not even bones left.

Yan Quanzi was about to run over to save people, when a purple light flashed in front of his eyes, and a cloud of pale pink mist floated over. Yan Quanzi's heart was full of alarm bells, and before he could take care of himself, he hurriedly shouted to the left and right: "It's Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly!"

The inhaled monks fell to the ground one after another, and Yan Quanzi felt dizzy for a while. If it wasn't for his amazing cultivation and not much inhalation, he would have closed his eyes and pushed Pai Gow with Duke Zhou.

Suddenly, a bell rang through the nine heavens—

Boom boom boom!

The bell rang three times in a row, and each sound went straight to the bottom of my heart, making people instantly clear their ears and eyes, and the haze and sleepiness were swept away, and the whole person felt refreshed! "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn your head and stay on the shore, and the world of mortals suffers, you should enter my Buddhist gate..."

Yan Quanzi looked up, and it turned out to be Abbot Wufa!

I am still following... "Wen Zhixin?" Yan Quanzi was in a hurry, "What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to follow the Pavilion Master!"

Wen Zhixin quickly explained: "It was the pavilion master who asked me to come to you."

The situation was changing rapidly. The monks of Jinchan Temple set up a formation of eighteen arhats.

Abbot Wufa with a full beard and white beard muttered: "The killing is endless, the grief is endless, Amitabha..."

The stunned head and blue eyes saw that the momentum was in full swing, so he got up and yelled and cheered: "God help me to prosper in the immortal way! First, the Night Palace, then the Moon Tower, and finally his criminal prisoner Rong Shangqing, kill all the demon cultivators, and level the demon world!" Don't be ashamed of your words!" Ji Rushuang went up against the wind, and in an instant she was already in front of Lengtouqing, she was about to dig out her heart with five fingers bent, let him experience what it means to beat a mouse out of the head with a stick.

Unexpectedly, Ji Rushuang's five fingers penetrated into Lengtouqing's body, and before the heart could be dug out, Puyang's sword edge stabbed at her face, she had to let Lengtouqing dodge this move first, and suddenly two people flew over, one left and one right. Immortal sword cultivators, Qi Qi drew out his sword and went straight to her inner mansion.

If they fight alone, they are definitely not Ji Rushuang's opponents, but if the three join forces to attack, Ji Rushuang will definitely be injured even if he does not die.

She tried her best to avoid the vital parts of her body, but the pain did not come...She was tightly wrapped by a delicate and blood-colored lotus flower.

Red Lotus Karmic Prison! ! !

Ji Rushuang has seen this trick before.

Seven volumes! ?

Not only Ji Rushuang was stunned, but also the demon cultivators who were fighting to the death were also dumbfounded.

The disheveled Zhu Gousheng emerged from the pile of rubble, looked up to the sky, and saw the phoenix coming from the flames, dyeing the end of the sky into a magnificent and brilliant place, with immortal energy surrounding the top, and auspicious clouds all over the sky! "Benevolence!" Zhu Gousheng wept with joy, and the oriole flying beside him called Wangcai: [My lord, my lord! 】

With only half breath left, the stunned-headed Qing gasped and gasped: "We are cultivating the way of immortality, and we are inseparable from the way of demons! For the sake of the common people, for the dawn, let's go..."... "Zhou Yutang who turned into a bird body tilted his bird head, who is this?

An old Taoist jumped out and said, "Young Master Xie, what are you doing?" Another casual cultivator asked, "How did you protect that witch?"

Yan Quanzi quickly grabbed Master Puyang and said, "Someone will help clean up this mess."

Master Puyang was taken aback for a moment, and instantly realized the tricks in the conversation.

That's right, with Xie Yang around, how could the Night Palace be swallowed up by the Prison?

The huge power they handed over was not for the prison, let alone for the Moon Tower.Instead, it was for Xie Lingxiao, the closed disciple of the Taishang Xianmen sect's head teacher, Xie Lingxiao!

Master Puyang shouted sharply: "Get out!"

Yan Quanzi finally heaved a sigh of relief: "Quick retreat, quick retreat!"

Lengtouqing, who has more breath and less breath: "No, we must not be afraid of hardships and dangers, and go forward bravely..."

Zhou Yutang: "...

It's a miracle that this guy can survive till now.