Demon Lord, he regrets the beginning

Ye Junli was in the Six Realms, and anyone would give him some face. No matter how much Ye Tianqi wanted to reminisce with Yun Qian and ask what happened back then, he didn't dare to rush to ask at this time.

Several people stepped into the gate of Qixian Mountain with their own thoughts.

"Where's the bloodthirsty sword?" As soon as he entered the gate, Ye Junli cut straight to the point without giving Ye Tianqi a chance to breathe.

Ye Tianqi's mind seemed to stay on Yunqian, and Ye Junli repeated it a second time before he came back to his senses.

"Here." Ye Tianqi called out a long sword from the palm of his hand, blood red and dazzling, emitting a strong huge light...

Ye Junli expressed his opinion of evil, handed out Feng Xuejian in exchange, and made a deal with Ye Tianqi.

Ye Junli was about to take over the bloodthirsty sword, but found that there was an uncomfortable burning sensation in the palm of his hand, and a wave of heat flowed along his arm to his heart. The irresistible command: "You come and pick it up!"

As expected, the bloodthirsty sword is as rumored, not everyone can control it, Ye Junli is not used to it yet, he must not take the risk of hurting himself.

As for why Yunqian was chosen, besides the purpose of Ran Shen bringing Yunqian in the first place, there must also be the resentment that was buried just now!

Ye Tianqi hesitated to speak, but he didn't dare to act rashly, so he handed the bloodthirsty sword to Yunqian.

When he married Yunqian, it was for the combination of the forces of the two clans. He had no affection for Yunqian, but at that time Yunqian disappeared inexplicably, and he was more or less implicated in Qixian Mountain. It's all about questioning Yun Qian impatiently.

At that time, the only one who would be worried and unbearable would be Ran Shen.

"Why don't you let me try it first." The worry that was suppressed in his heart blurted out, but only Ye Junli's cold gaze was drawn, like a sharp blade, Ran Shen didn't dare to take another half step forward.

It wasn't that he was worried about what Ye Junli would do to him, but that he was worried about what he would do to Yun Qian...he could only choose to bear it for the time being.

Yun Qian could only accept the bloodthirsty sword obediently, not daring to resist.

Unexpectedly, Ran Shen made a mistake.

Even though Yun Qian was protected by fire beads, when he received the bloodthirsty sword, the blade trembled and the edge gleamed, and it shot at Yun Qian's heart mercilessly, but there was no trace of blood, but it caused him pain as if he was being torn apart. He knelt heavily on the ground.

"No one is allowed to help him!" Ye Junli looked at all this indifferently, his sharp eyes were like waves under the cold pool, extremely cold.

He watched Yunqian fall to the ground as if nothing had happened, and the blood from his mouth fell to the ground bit by bit, melting into the blue-black stone slab.

He seemed to be in pain, the sword light never dissipated, fatally burning every inch of his body...

"..." He opened his mouth to say something, but found that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

But Ye Junli turned around and said to Ye Tianqi expressionlessly: "Don't worry, he has a body protected by fire beads, so he won't die."

I can't die, but it's more painful than death.

Ran Shen held his breath, afraid that his rapid and flustered breathing would reveal his current mood. In the silent space, it seemed that only his own heartbeat was deafening.

There was a downpour of rain outside the house, and the sound of thunder immediately shook the sky.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and Yun Qian was overturned and flew out of the house, lying helpless in the rain.

There seemed to be invisible flying blades cutting open wounds on his body. He covered his chest with one hand and held the bloodthirsty sword tightly with the other, struggling to breathe heavily.

Huge raindrops slapped on his body mercilessly, and the cloth around his heart was already soaked with blood from his mouth mixed with rainwater, making him look extremely embarrassed.

And Ye Junli just watched all this coldly, without any disturbance in his eyes, Yun Qian couldn't help but close his eyes, and the goal was those mocking eyes, looking at him as if it had nothing to do with him.