Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Ren Yi and Alan followed Xiao Ru to the top of the snow-covered mountain.

Fang Yiru was not wearing an outer coat. The little guy was kneeling in front of a grave mound, silently looking at the stone tablet in front of him covered with snow.

He stretched out his hand and wiped the snow off the stone tablet bit by bit.

Alan fondly recalls five years ago.

"Xiao Ru's mother died at home. Xiao Ru was just two years old at the time. We thought she was just asleep, so we stayed next to her body for seven days."

"When I came to find him, he was so hungry that he could only breathe."

"If he hadn't been born with supernatural powers and a strong physique, he would have died long ago."

Alan's eyes were moist. "Xiaoru pulled my skirt and timidly pointed at the closed door of the crematorium and asked me, 'Sister, why hasn't my mother come out to play with me yet?'"

"If Xiaoru hadn't stopped me all these years, I would have skinned Jiurong City alive!"

Ren Yi walked up to Xiao Ru and put the cloak in his hand on him.

"Sister Ren, it's you."

Xiaoru pulled at his cloak and thanked Ren Yi and Alan affectionately, "Thank you, Sister Ren and Sister Yi."

Ren Yi looked at the fair and tender little boy in front of him and couldn't help but pinch the bun on his head.

Xiaoru, like her, is of mixed blood.

In the three realms, all races intermarry.

There are also many mixed-race children, but because of their impure bloodline, most of them have low cultivation or are born with defects.

Among these hybrids, there is only no demon hybrid.

Demonic energy and spiritual energy are naturally mutually exclusive and cannot be integrated.

If a child of celestial-demon hybrid really appeared, he would be predicted to be the one who would destroy the world.

Ren Yi in the previous life died because of this prophecy.

Ren Yi looked at Xiao Ru with a smile, "Xiao Ru, what did your mother say to you before she died?"

When talking about his mother, Xiaoru suddenly became more energetic.

"Before she died, my mother told me that one should be trustworthy and repay kindness."

"I was still young at that time and didn't understand what it meant, but I memorized this sentence and now I dare not forget it for a moment!"

Ren Yi patted his hands and said, "Your mother is right. You must obey your mother's instructions."

"Really?" Xiaoru smiled, "Everyone else says I'm stupid and tells me not to listen to my mother, but you, Sister Ren, are different!"

Sister Ren smiled and said nothing.

Xiaoru stared at Ren Yi's face carefully, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

“Sister Ren, you look a lot like someone.”

"Who?"

"big boss."

Ren Yi was slightly startled, "Have you seen the Demon King?"

Xiao Ru smiled and said, "I have had a photographic memory since I was a child. I was born with golden pupils. I could see when I was in my mother's belly."

"The devil saved my pregnant mother, and he is a great benefactor to me and my mother."

"The Demon King is my benefactor, and so is my adoptive father..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and his head slowly lowered.

"Sister Ren." Xiaoru's voice was muffled, with a hint of cautious testing, "If...if..."

"If Xiaoru has to do something that he has to do, but it will make everyone unhappy, will you...will everyone dislike me?"

Xiaoru raised his little face and looked at Ren Yi with some anticipation.

"Will do."

The light in Xiaoru's eyes dimmed.

She stood up casually, and the Silver Snow City at the foot of the mountain was reflected in her pupils.

“If you do bad things, good people will be unhappy. If you do good things, bad people will be angry. No matter what you do, you will not satisfy everyone.”

“We can’t do what is absolutely right, but we can do what we think is right in our hearts.”

Xiaoru was stunned for a moment before nodding heavily.

Ren Yi turned around and left with Alan, who was hesitant to speak.

Late at night, in the cell.

Xiaoru knocked down the eight guards guarding outside the door and saw Jiurong City deep in the dungeon.

Xiaoru broke the restriction of the cell with one hand, and under the terrifying lightning energy, he pulled Jiurongcheng and Jiurongfu, father and son, out of the magic circle in the dungeon.

Jiu Rongcheng raised his hand and slapped Fang Yiru in the face.

He looked down at his broken leg, feeling so angry that he raised his hand and slapped Xiaoru again.

"You came to save us so late, are you going to betray us?! Get down on your knees!"

Xiaoru knelt down silently, lowered his head and said nothing.

Jiu Rongcheng's face was full of anger, "A bastard is a bastard, his mind is wild! Don't forget that you were poisoned, and it was me who took out the holy medicine to save your life!"

Fang Yiru lowered his head, "I dare not forget."

Jiu Rongcheng's son Jiu Rongfu moved his fat body and walked out of the cell.

He held a little white dog tightly in his arms.

"Dad, don't waste time talking to him, let him take us out!" At the end of his words, he suddenly coughed twice, "Ahem."

Jiu Rongcheng was so distressed, "Fuer, did you catch a cold? Be good, when we go out later, let him release his blood to heal you."

Xiaoru is already accustomed to this.

He has divine power and a strong physique, while Jiu Rongfu not only has poor cultivation, but is also weak and sickly.

Over the years, I have relied on drinking his essence and blood to strengthen my body.

Jiu Rongfu nodded repeatedly and reached out to touch the little white dog in his arms.

"Dad, I still want the blood of the Bai Ze beast!"

Jiu Rongcheng: "Okay, okay, all up to you!"

Xiao Ru's face changed, and he pleaded, "Brother, I have given the Bai Ze beast to you. It is your servant beast now, you should treat it well!"

Jiu Rongfu cried to Jiu Rongcheng, "Dad, he dared to disrespect me, beat him! Beat him to death!"

Jiu Rongcheng slapped Xiaoru to the ground and used his magic power to kick him in the stomach several times.

"Don't think that you have someone to back you up just because Alan and Wangsu are here!"

"The four major families of the demon clan? Ugh!"

"The Mo Xiuluo family won't be able to survive for many more days. When 'that day' comes, not only Silver Snow City, but the entire demon clan will be turned upside down!"

He pointed at the gate and said, "Lead the way!"

Xiaoru got up from the ground, holding his stomach, and walked out without saying a word.

As I reached the cell door, the ground beneath my feet suddenly made a series of muffled sounds.

As the earth shook, two guards ran in from outside in a panic.

"Oh no! Oh no! The beast tide is coming!"

The two people who ran in met Jiu Rongcheng and were stunned at the same time.

"Someone's breaking into the prison! Report it now!"

Jiu Rongcheng's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand and shot out two purple beams of light, knocking the two guards away.

The guard flew backwards, knocked down the cell door and fainted.

Jiu Rongfu's face was full of fear, and he stepped forward and grabbed Jiu Rongcheng's arm tightly.

"Dad, why are the beasts coming at this time? What should we do? Will we die here? I don't want to die!"

Jiurongcheng was also full of surprise. It shouldn't have come so quickly!

But how could a mad monster be conscious? It was normal for it to be out of control. Maybe it had arrived early.

Xiaoru stepped forward and grabbed Jiurongcheng and Jiurongfu on the left and right, "Godfather, don't worry, Xiaoru will definitely protect you and get out!"

"After you leave safely, Xiaoru will come back! Mother told me to protect the people of Silver Snow City, I can't break my promise!"

Jiu Rongfu was rolling around in a rage here, while Jiu Rongcheng put his right hand into his sleeve and raised it towards Xiaoru's back.

The temperature around him dropped rapidly, and as a hint of gray rushed out from Jiurongcheng's sleeves, a terrifying air pressure suddenly descended!

Xiaoru only felt a chill running through his whole body, as if he had fallen into a bottomless ice cellar. The magic veins in his body instantly solidified, and his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

The biting coldness was like a blunt knife cutting through his body, sweeping through his consciousness with waves of dull pain.

He fell stiffly to the ground, his face pale and sweating profusely.

"Godfather..."

Jiu Rongcheng looked down at Xiaoru, a cruel look flashing across his sinister face.

"Xiaoru, haven't you always wanted to repay me? Now is your last chance."