Original God: Coconut sheep breeder, Ganyu was raised by me

"I was just trying to joke with you, but I didn't expect you to be serious. In that case, I won't pretend anymore. I'm going to show my cards."

After Zhuoyang finished speaking, he looked up in a certain direction.

"Actually, I am a sword cultivator. How can I survive without a sword?"

……

Somewhere, a long sword stored in a box began to tremble slightly.

Then, he burst out of the box with a dazzling white light.

The big man who was sleeping on the bed woke up instantly. Looking at the sword hanging in the air, cold sweat broke out all over his body.

However, the sword seemed to just glance at him, then turned into a streak of light, poked a hole directly in the roof, and flew away.

……

A flash of light passed by, and the sword suddenly appeared in Zhuoyang's hand, with the sword body trembling.

Zhuoyang gently touched the sword and said soothingly: "I will return the money, you don't have to feel pressured!"

"Come on, let's see if trash is still trash even though he has a treasure!" The moth looked at Zhuoyang with a very arrogant attitude.

Zhuoyang held the long sword in his hand, and an invisible aura emanated from him. He took a step forward and rushed towards the moth like a ghost.

Zhuoyang swung the sword in his hand rapidly, creating gusts of sword wind and heading straight for the moth.

Seeing this, the moth flapped its wings violently, trying to resist the fierce attack.

However, Zhuoyang's swordsmanship was like a violent storm, leaving the moth no chance to breathe.

Each sword contained endless power, which gradually made Fei Moth feel powerless.

Just when the moth was busy dealing with it, Zhuoyang suddenly turned the sword tip, drawing a strange arc.

The moth was unable to dodge and was hit by the sword energy, falling to the ground in a mess.

Zhuoyang took advantage of the victory and jumped up, ready to give the moth the final blow.

There was a flash of sword light, and before the moth could react, half of its wings were cut off.

The moth screamed and retreated in embarrassment.

Zhuoyang pursued the victory with his sword skills becoming more and more fierce, and each sword carried a deadly threat.

The moth dodged left and right, exhausted from dealing with the situation, and its body was covered with wounds.

The scorching sun was closing in, not giving the moth any chance to escape.

Fei Moth knew very well that he was no longer Zhuo Yang, so he began to turn his gaze elsewhere, to Qin Yue who was wearing plain white clothes.

As for why Ganyu was not taken as the target, it was because Ganyu also had magical powers and it would be difficult to take him down in a short period of time.

"Stop! If you attack me again, don't blame me for using my ultimate move!" Fei Moth looked at Zhuo Yang and threatened.

But Zhuoyang remained unmoved. He waved the sword in his hand like a dragon emerging from the sea, with great momentum.

In the end, Zhuoyang stabbed the moth in the vitals with a sword, seriously injuring the moth.

"You forced me to do this!" said the moth, and flew into the air.

Seeing this, Zhuoyang didn't care and chased after him.

But Qin Yue was unlucky. The moth flew towards her in an instant and then she was kidnapped.

"Let her go!" Zhuoyang shouted angrily, his eyes filled with anger.

The moth sneered: "Don't come over here, or I will kill her!"

As she spoke, her feather blade pressed against Qin Yue's neck.

Qin Yue was so frightened that her face turned pale, but she forced herself to remain calm and said, "Zhuoyang, don't worry about me, just kill this monster!"

Anyway, she can't be with Zhuoyang in this life, maybe she will have a chance to become a demon god in the next life!

Zhuoyang took two steps back without any hesitation. He absolutely could not sacrifice Qin Yue.

"Hmm...the innate soul spirit body!" Suddenly, Fei Moth looked at Qin Yue and said in shock.

"Hahaha, good, good, my strength will definitely be further improved today!" After Fei Mo said this, a magic chain immediately connected her body with Qin Yue.

Immediately afterwards, wrinkles began to appear on Qin Yue's face and her hair began to turn white rapidly.

Zhuoyang realized something was wrong and flew over immediately, ready to interrupt the moth's spell.

Unfortunately, the spell ended in an instant, and the moth flew into the air in an instant.

Without the support of the moth, Qin Yue looked like a sixty-year-old woman and sat directly on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Zhuo Yang quickly supported him and said, "You..."

Zhuoyang wanted to ask if you were okay, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

He is not blind or stupid, so he can naturally understand what happened.

"Am I... am I still beautiful?" Qin Yue asked in a hoarse voice, like an old lady, with great concern.

"Beautiful, very beautiful!" Zhuoyang said with red eyes.

"As long as she's pretty, go catch her and don't let her run away and continue to hurt people!" Qin Yue smiled when she heard that.

"Okay!" Zhuoyang nodded, holding the sword and flying in the air, confronting the moth.

"Come on, today either you die or you die!" Zhuoyang's expression was grim. He couldn't accept that the girl he liked was tortured like this in an instant.

"Are you angry? Unfortunately, you are not even one-tenth as angry as I am. You let all my great nutrients run away!" The moth said to Zhuoyang with a sneer.

Zhuo Yang stopped talking nonsense and immediately started fighting with the moth. As long as the battle was resolved quickly, there might be a solution to the lost vitality.

After the moth absorbed Qin Yue's vitality, its fighting power soared as if it had taken drugs.

The most obvious change is that Zhuoyang's speed can't keep up with her.

After a fierce battle, Zhuoyang was defeated by Feiye and was knocked to the ground again.

With a "puff" sound, bright red blood spurted onto the ground. Zhuoyang knelt on one leg with great difficulty and supported himself, then laughed.

"Not bad, I admire you a little bit!" Fei Moth looked at Zhuoyang who stood up and couldn't help but reveal an appreciative look.

“Why don’t you follow me? There are plenty of women like this. I may let you have a try. Tsk tsk…” The moth chuckled twice, and the voice seemed to contain some kind of charming power.

"Bah!" Zhuoyang spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, then put the Hilichurl mask on his face.

What he didn't notice was that when he took out the mask, a blood-red bead was also taken out by her.

Then, he instantly turned into the Hill Rock King, and his injuries were relieved a lot at this moment.

However, he couldn't even defeat the moth in his original form, let alone now. He could only act as a meat shield for the moth to practice and delay time.

Qin Yue felt indescribable pain as she watched Zhuo Yang being scratched again and again by the moth's feather blade.

Suddenly, as if stimulated by the pain in his heart, an inexplicable memory appeared in his mind.

"For a soul-spirit body, the body is the container, and the soul is the foundation..."

Little Ganyu's eyes were red, she knew very well how her senior brother treated her.

Now seeing her senior brother being bullied like this and she being unable to do anything, she felt really bad.

However, Zhuoyang had already used his magical powers to restrict her movements, for he was afraid that she would not know her place and come out to help.

After the memories in Qin Yue's mind were instilled, she turned her gaze to the Soul Source Pearl that Fei Mo had been thinking about and which had fallen to the ground not far away from Zhuo Yang.

Judging from that inexplicable memory, only if she swallowed the bead would she have the strength to fight the moth and save Zhuoyang who was beaten badly.