Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?
Chapter 12 The Promise of Life
After Baichuan Menghu came back to report to Ren Yi, no one knew what he was thinking about, and he laughed like a rooster from time to time.
Standing in the moonlit courtyard, Ren Yi frowned and asked, "Are you stupid?"
Baichuan Menghu tried hard to control his trembling face, "I just, just...hahahahahahahahahaha!"
"Are they all dead?"
“Haha! It’s worse than death. Xi Yunling was stripped naked by the random cultivators and thrown upside down. The flying phoenixes stuffed their feathers into his nostrils, mouth and asshole!”
"Those casual cultivators like homosexuality, and they do this and that, fold him up and do this and that..."
“Hahahaha, anyway, Xi Yunling just kept howling, hahahaha, and those black-armored guards were also kicked around like balls by the wild boar…”
Interrupting him arbitrarily, "And then what? Did anyone come to rescue him?"
Baichuan Menghu's eyes widened, "How did the young master know?!"
"My young master, you can guess that someone came to save him, but you definitely can't guess who it is. He is..."
"Huyan Luo Liuguang."
Baichuan Menghu praised again and again, "My young master, you are really 'unconscious'. With you here, the demon clan will definitely have the day to enjoy 'family happiness'!"
Ren Yi: "I know every word, but I still feel like you spoke in bird language."
Huyan Luo Liuguang wanted to kill them in the forest and snatch the Wind Spirit Bat, it must be to help Xi Yunling get the Evil Moon Sword.
But he did not kill anyone outside the city and only took Xi Yunling away quietly. He must have wanted to do something secretly with the Acropolis Army.
Thinking of the monster tide in the previous life, Yiyou narrowed his eyes and asked, "Did you put down the image stone?"
"I have put everything away. You are really smart, young master."
No matter how high Huyan Luo Liuguang's cultivation level is, he can only sense the breath of living things around him.
"Young Master, Prince Alan has come out."
When he turned around, he saw Xing Hammer pushing Alan Wangsu out of the room.
The sadness in Alan Wangsu's eyes faded a little, and his black pupils were also tinged with a hint of gentleness.
"I wonder what the girl wants?"
Hearing him say this, Ren Yi knew that Alan Miyi's poison had been cured.
Ren Yi smiled and said, "No matter what I want, will the prince give it to me?"
Alan Wangsu didn't say anything, but the star hammer behind him kept banging.
"Miss, we are not bragging. Whether you want top-quality cultivation resources or rare magic tools, as long as you can name it, we can find it for you."
Xing Hammer wanted to say something, but Alan Wangsu glanced at him and he immediately shut up.
"Girl, please tell me."
Ren Yi smiled and uttered three words softly: "Evil Moon Sword."
The moment these three words fell, Alan Wangsu and Xing Chui were both stunned, and then their faces quickly darkened.
Especially there was a hint of disappointment in Alan Wangsu's eyes.
Xing Hammer was even more furious, "You, you are also after the Evil Moon Sword! Are you and Xi Yunling in the same group?!"
Alan Wangsu raised his eyes and his tone turned cold.
"No matter what treasure you want, I can help you find it, but if you insist on having the Evil Moon Sword, I have only one thing to say."
His eyes were calm but firm, "The whereabouts of the Evil Moon Sword is unknown, and I don't know either."
Ren Yi raised an eyebrow, "The Evil Moon Sword is right at your heart."
The moment he heard these words, Alan Wangsu's pupils suddenly contracted.
Star Hammer even summoned out a pair of meteor hammers of his own and stared at Ren Yi hungrily.
Alan Wangsu: "Who are you?"
Baichuan Menghu stood in front of Ren Yi and said, "How dare you! Do you know who she is?"
"She is the daughter of the Demon King, Her Highness the Saint of the Demon Tribe!"
Xing Hammer sneered, "In order to steal the Evil Moon Sword from us over the years, not to mention the Demon King's daughter, even someone claiming to be the Demon King's mother has appeared. Don't even think about deceiving us!"
Baichuan Menghu wanted to say something, but Ren Yi, who was standing behind him, snapped his fingers crisply.
Alan Wangsu groaned and his face suddenly turned pale.
The magic power around him was running wildly and dissipating quickly.
Xing Hammer was horrified, "Prince, Prince, what's wrong with you?"
"What did you do to him!" Star Hammer rushed forward with his hammer, "Asshole!"
Baichuan Menghu immediately pulled the star hammer aside and blocked his attacks one by one.
Alan Wangsu, with a pale face, looked up at Ren Yi, his eyes full of determination and firmness.
"If you want the Evil Moon Sword, you must step over my dead body!"
Ren Yi expressionlessly thrust his hand into his chest.
Alan Wangsu's eyes were a little confused at first, and then shock slowly emerged.
He stared blankly down at the slender arm inserted into his chest.
The hand was very thin, with bones clearly visible under the overly pale skin.
But it was such a hand that pierced his chest as easily as a sword.
Xing Hammer's eyes were bloodshot, and he swung the hammer, smashing it at Ren Yi with the force of thunder.
The secret guards around also drew their swords and rushed towards Ren Yi.
The sharp knife light flashed with cold light, forming an impenetrable knife net that tightly surrounded Ren Yi.
All of a sudden, long knives from all directions stabbed at Ren Yi like a violent storm, leaving her with nowhere to escape!
Ren Yi seemed not to see it, and his palms gently stirred in Alan Wangsu's hot chest.
Then the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
"found it."
His fingers tightly grasped the cold sword amidst the warm flesh.
Boom boom boom!
The terrifying invisible air waves exploded randomly around the center.
Any guards who rushed forward were knocked back by the aftermath.
The big trees around the courtyard were also uprooted, and huge rocks rolled over.
In an instant, strong winds surged and sand and rocks flew.
He grasped the hilt of the sword tightly and pulled the Evil Moon Sword out of Alan Wangsu's chest with force.
The slender black sword was pulled out, and the golden patterns on the sword with intricate and ancient patterns lit up inch by inch.
When the Evil Moon Sword was held intact in either hand, the patterns on the sword seemed to come alive and twist slightly.
The Evil Moon Sword is a sacred object of the demon clan, representing the demon clan’s beliefs.
At this moment, it felt the breath of the devil's bloodline in Ren Yi's body and took the initiative to surrender.
The violent hurricane around disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.
The huge rocks and trees in the air fell to the ground with a bang, and the guards climbed up from the ground in a panic, staring blankly at everything in front of them.
Alan Wangsu's face was pale, even a little gray.
"The blood of the devil..."
He spoke again, his voice trembling with sobs, but a long-lost smile appeared on his face.
"You are... a saint..."
The daughter of the devil king is naturally the saint of the demon clan.
The Demon King has been missing for nearly ten years, and now he has finally waited for the Demon King's legitimate successor!
At this moment, he has no regrets.
Alan Wangsu coughed up a mouthful of purple blood from the corner of his mouth, and his head drooped heavily.
Xing Hammer pounced in front of Alan Wangsu, his eyes full of sorrow.
"The prince has been using his magic power to suppress the aura of the Evil Moon Sword. The magic veins have long been connected to the Evil Moon Sword. Now that the Evil Moon Sword has been pulled out, the prince... the prince can't hold on any longer!"
All the guards knelt down in the direction of Alan Wangsu, filled with grief.
Ren Yi frowned slightly, and there were still spots of warm blood on his left hand holding the sword.
She loosened her hand, and the Evil Moon Sword hovered beside her, and a powerful aura enveloped her.
Ren Yi quietly looked at Alan Wangsu in front of him.
In his previous life, he became the exclusive lover of those old monsters and was beaten and tortured by them, but he endured it silently.
The young man endured torture for three full months before committing suicide.
Because it would take him three months to use the remaining spiritual power to transport the Evil Moon Sword in his body to a safe place.
After doing all this, he immediately chose to commit suicide.
Even until his death, he was protecting everything of the devil.
He reached out his hand, lifted the messy hair on Alan Wangsu's forehead, and gently touched his brow.
【Withered trees come spring】
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