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

He walked up to Xiaoru and reached out to touch the Netherworld Chain.

The white light bounced off the chain again.

Alan Wangsu's heart tightened inexplicably: "Be careful!"

They didn't know what method they used to activate the Demon King's life-saving magic weapon. This magic weapon now cannot distinguish between friend and foe and may not be under the control of the Saint.

The next moment, a random hand passed through the white light and gently grasped the blue chain.

Just like that, holding it gently.

Everyone present was stunned.

If Alan Miyi had not been bounced away just now, they might have thought that this white light was nothing to be afraid of.

But now, the unruly Chaos Chains were unspeakably docile.

Xiaoru looked up at Ren Yi in a daze.

A black flame totem slowly lit up from Ren Yi's forehead.

Xiaoru's eyes widened instantly.

That is... the mark of the Demon King...

He remembered that Uncle Demon King also had one exactly the same.

Ren Yi pulled the chain off without much effort.

The Netherworld Chain slipped into any cuff like a water snake, moved up along the left arm, and wrapped diagonally around the already twisted left arm.

The light dissipated, and the Nether Chain returned to its familiar dark appearance.

I casually touched my left arm, but I couldn't see or feel anything from the outside.

Even his twisted left arm could move slightly.

Jiu Rongcheng looked at Ren Yi in disbelief: "No, impossible! This is the magic weapon of the Demon King! How can a crippled human like you drive it?!"

"Impossible! Impossible! You, who are you?!"

He patted Xiaoru's face casually. The Netherworld Chain had already returned all the cultivation and essence it had absorbed to Xiaoru.

Alan lovingly helped Xiaoru to stand up.

Xiaoru's eyes were sparkling as he stared at the black flame totem on Ren Yi's forehead.

"Sister Ren, are you...are you the daughter of the Demon King?"

Ren Yi nodded calmly and admitted generously: "I am the Saint of the Demon Clan."

Xiaoru was overjoyed, while Jiurongcheng looked terrified.

The daughter of the devil, the saint of the demon clan? !

When did the devil have a daughter?

Then isn't she the legitimate successor of the demon clan?

My heart felt like it was being gripped by a huge hand, and cold sweat broke out.

He immediately turned to look at Xiaoru. He was afraid that these people would not let him off easily today. Only Xiaoru could save his life!

Fang Yiru only acknowledges the truth. No matter what, he did take out the antidote to save him that year, so he has to acknowledge it!

Jiu Rongcheng, who was lying on the ground, shouted, "Xiaoru, I took out the antidote and saved your life. I am your benefactor, you must protect me!"

Alan Miyi couldn't stand his violent temper anymore, so he rolled up his sleeves and was about to beat him up.

It would be easy to stop her and kill Jiu Rongcheng, but Xiaoru's thoughts must be corrected before he dies.

"Xiaoru, the Demon King is my father. He saved both your life and your mother's life, which means I am also your benefactor."

"So, you have to listen to me, right?"

Alan Miyi also echoed, "Yes, yes, the kindness of two lives is definitely greater than the kindness of one life!"

Jiu Rongcheng ignored the pain all over his body and shouted shamelessly:

"A favor is a favor. How can we compare the size of a favor? You always say that you should listen to your mother. Your mother told you to listen to your benefactor and protect your benefactor. Why don't you listen?"

Xiaoru, who had been keeping his head down, slowly raised his head, his voice sounding steady and steadfast, which did not belong to his age.

"You're right. A favor is a favor. There's no comparison of size."

Jiu Rongcheng looked at Fang Yiru who was walking towards him step by step, with a smug smile on his face.

Xiaoru stood in front of him, and the child's eyes revealed a cold murderous intent that did not belong to his age.

"But my mother also said that benefactors should be repaid, and enemies..."

Xiaoru flipped his wrist, and the small red stick as long as his palm instantly stretched out, turning into a red tasseled spear more than one meter long that stabbed forward fiercely!

"To kill!"

At such a close distance, Jiu Rongcheng hadn't even had time to react before the diamond-shaped blade of the Red Tassel Spear had already pierced his body!

Xiaoru's Red Tassel Spear was brought out of his mother's womb when he was born. Besides being extremely sharp, this spear can also cut off demonic veins!

Jiu Rongcheng looked down in disbelief at the spear that was inserted into his chest. His eyes gradually became empty and his breathing stopped.

He pulled out the red tasseled spear without mercy, and blood splattered everywhere.

The childish voice was unusually calm and resounding:

"Sister Ren is my benefactor, and you are my enemy."

Jiu Rongcheng could never have imagined that Fang Yiru, who had always obeyed his orders and allowed him to be beaten and scolded, would actually dare to kill him.

He fell on his back in a pool of blood on the ground, his eyes fixed on the final shock, and he stopped breathing.

Xiaoru turned around and knelt down in front of Ren Yi, kowtowed three times.

"Sister Ren, my mother asked me to protect Yinxue City, and I ruined this city because of him!"

Ren Yi helped him up, "We only know the approximate location of the center of the formation. Are you sure you can activate the formation?"

He smiled and said, "When you succeed the city lord, you will enter the inheritance formation of Silver Snow City, which will pass on the thousand-year history of Silver Snow City. As long as you know the approximate location, you can activate the formation."

A few random people left the cell.

Just after walking out of the cell, Ren Yi suddenly stopped.

He turned and glanced at the courtyard behind him.

The night was shrouded in darkness, with only a few dim lights emitting a faint glow.

Baichuan Menghu followed Renyi's gaze and turned to look behind him.

It was quiet and there was nothing.

"Little Master, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, just a few bugs, let's go."

After a few people left, Yue Qinxue and Yu Bai's figures slowly appeared under the halo of the street lamp.

Yu Bai frowned. In that moment just now, he actually felt that he and the woman had been staring at each other for several breaths.

Impossible, this magic array that conceals the aura is his masterpiece.

Even the Demon King couldn't find them in such a short time, not to mention that she just glanced at them just now.

“Qinxue, Jiurong City is dead, let’s go back quickly.”

They killed ferocious beasts everywhere for Yue Qinxue's merits, and happened to find the trace of the mad monster.

Their original plan was to kill Jiurong City and plunge Yinxue City into chaos. Then they would take the opportunity to kill a few leading monsters, which would be considered a great achievement.

I didn't expect to be intercepted halfway, and this time it was done without telling Yun An.

If I go back late, he will definitely be suspicious.

But the moment he turned to look at Yue Qinxue, he saw a distorted face.

Before he could see clearly, the expression on Yue Qingxue's face had returned to normal.

She followed Yu Bai without saying a word, but the bitterness in her heart was like a huge wave.

She had clearly driven Ren Yi to the demon clan, so why was she still causing trouble everywhere?

Demon Lord Baichuan who came to Qingyuan College to recruit students actually called her "little master"?

There is also a man sitting in a wheelchair next to her. Although he has difficulty moving, he is handsome and has an elegant temperament. He must be from a prominent demon family.

How could such a person be willing to be controlled by her!

Yue Qinxue suddenly reached out and grabbed the sleeve of Yu Bai, who was walking in front of her.

"Yubai, we can't just go back like this."

Her eyes flickered, and she stared in the direction that disappeared for a long time without saying a word.