Cannon fodder and female supporting role, a match made in heaven

Xie Qingyao used his spiritual power to try to stop him, but was intercepted by Elder Yuan Ming midway.

The sharp arrow came through the wind and pierced through Xie Yanshu's chest with a sharp scream. After cutting off the golden thread, it pierced into the "卍"-shaped curse mark on Chu Yu's chest.

The golden light and the white light intertwined and flickered, and the Zhu Yun Curse and the white jade arrow that had bound Chu Yu for more than ten years were shattered at the same time in an instant.

Chu Yu covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and watched Xie Yanshu fall slowly like a broken leaf with an expressionless face.

The long-lost sharp pain swept through Xie Yanshu's whole body. He almost fell heavily. At the last moment, he barely supported himself with the sword, but his knees gave way and he fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother!" Shi Yu rushed over and helped Xie Yanshu up, but as soon as he moved, blood rushed up his trachea, and large amounts of blood spit out of his nose and mouth.

When the Zhu Yun Curse is cast, it will not have any effect on the master, but once the curse is lifted, the Zhu Yun Curse will backfire on the master twice as hard.

Seeing Xie Yanshu injured like this, Shi Yu's eyes were filled with sorrow: "Shen Zhaozhao, why did you kill my brother?"

Xie Yanshu looked at her with disappointment in his eyes.

He didn't understand why Shen Zhaozhao would help the devil and hurt him.

"Brother." Shen Zhaozhao looked at him, his voice clear, "I'm sorry to have hurt you. But, by now, you should have repaid what you owe Chu Yu. He shouldn't have to bear the pain and injury you've endured."

Her words were like thunder, Xie Yanshu's head buzzed and his face was filled with shock.

What does it mean, Chu Yulai bears the pain for him?

Almost in an instant, those memories that he had forgotten due to his childhood came flooding back and impacted his mind.

He wasn't born invulnerable.

On the contrary, when he was eight years old, he was captured by the demons and taken back to the Demon Realm, where he almost died. During the period of coma and treatment, he woke up briefly due to the pain. In addition to his mother and the doctor, he also saw a little boy about five years old lying on the floor of his room.

He was wounded all over by the demons, and the pain made him break out in cold sweats.

When his mother saw him wake up, she held him and kept comforting him: "Shu'er, just bear with it a little longer. Soon you won't feel the pain anymore. From now on, all your injuries will be borne by this bastard."

He opened his eyes weakly. It was the first time he saw his kind and gentle mother staring at someone with such hatred, and the other person was still a child.

He also remembered the child's eyes, ignorant and fearful.

Therefore, the fact that he would not be hurt was not God's blessing to him, as his mother said.

All the injuries he had suffered over the years were borne by the evil demon he called him, and it had been like this since he was a child.

He has been going down the mountain to gain experience and slay demons and monsters over the years. Since he won't get hurt, he always acts without any scruples.

If the damage had not been transferred, his life would have been hanging by a thread since his first training when the snake demon stabbed his heart.

What about the person who was transferred and injured? How did he survive?

The belief that Xie Yanshu had always held began to waver, and a voice in his heart kept asking himself the same question.

What is right and what is wrong? What is good and what is evil?

He regards demons as evil, but the demon child who has not yet started to do evil has to bear the pain for him.

No, he is evil.

Xie Yanshu was covered in blood, and his spiritual energy was leaking out, but he ignored it, holding his head and murmured in pain.

"I am the bad guy, I am the bad guy."

"Senior Brother..." Shen Zhaozhao felt bad when he saw Xie Yanshu falling into madness.

Chu Yu flew to Shen Zhaozhao's side, glanced at Xie Yanshu, and then stood in front of her, blocking her from looking at Xie Yanshu.

"Don't look at him."

Shen Zhaozhao looked him up and down. Seeing that Chu Yu looked fine, he curled his eyes and smiled excitedly at him, "We succeeded, Chu Yu. You won't be affected by the curse anymore!"

Suddenly, thick clouds spread rapidly in the void. The dark clouds seemed like a ball of ink crushed by an invisible giant hand, swirling into a rotating vortex in the sky, and the heavy thunder tore open the sky.

There was no light in the sky anymore, and the surroundings were so dark that it was difficult to see anything.

The fighting demons and immortal disciples all paused and looked up at the sky.

"Who's going to survive the thunder tribulation?"

"The color of thunder tribulation is purple-red. This is not a thunder tribulation."

Occasionally, a few flashes of lightning exploded in the silver-gray clouds, and thick and terrifying golden-red thunder shuttled through the clouds. The terrifying pressure made people's hearts tremble.

Elder Yuan Ming's pupils suddenly shrank: "It's a punishment from heaven!"

He quickly set up a magic circle to protect Mingyu.

The monsters were so scared that they fled in all directions among the crowd. The scene was in chaos. Although the disciples of the immortal sect were panicked, they did not dare to act rashly without the order of the sect leader.

"Boom——"

A thunderclap shook the heavens and the earth, the ground trembling and sending birds flying in panic. A golden-red thunderbolt, as thick as a bucket, pierced the clouds with devastating force, striking down with the force of a thunderbolt, its reflection reflected in Chu Yu's dark eyes.

He quickly pushed Shen Zhaozhao away.

Thunder exploded above his head, and lashed him like red-hot iron whips, splitting his bones and burning his flesh. An invisible force gripped his soul, trying to drag this heaven-defying man into the eternal darkness of the Nine Netherworld.

"No!" Shen Zhaozhao's eyes were red, and she stumbled to run towards the center of the thunder formation, but the protective shield that Chu Yu had formed for her stopped her, making it difficult for her to take a step and even unable to use magic.

Seeing that the divine punishment was only directed at Chu Yu, everyone felt relieved and removed the protective magic circle.

Elder Yuan Ming swung his sword and struck at the thunder that was heading straight for Chu Yu.

The powerful sword intent collided with the descending thunder, but failed to stop it at all. Instead, he felt severe pain in his chest from the pressure.

Elder Yuan Ming cried out in pain: "Ouch!"

"Master." Chu Yu frowned, "I don't need your help."

Elder Yuan Ming clutched his chest and glared at him: "You bastard, you have no conscience."

He looked at his immortal sword that was cracked by the thunder and was shocked: the power of this heavenly punishment was too great, and he didn't know how the brat could withstand it.

"Heavenly punishment, what a heavenly punishment!" Xie Qingyao grinned, "Even Heaven would not tolerate such filth as yours."

Gu Qianmeng appeared here at some point, or rather, she had always been here.

It was not until the heavenly punishment came that she appeared in front of everyone and fed a healing pill to Xie Yanshu, who fell into a coma due to mental instability.

She looked towards the sky, her expression calm, as if she was certain of victory: "I was originally a cannon fodder and a supporting actress in the book, but I tried to oppose the Son of Heaven. If the Zhu Yun curse fails and angers Heaven, I must be prepared to bear the punishment of Heaven."

She laughed at herself again, "Even I can only absorb the luck of the Daughter of Luck through the system."

Thunderbolts struck Chu Yu one after another, carrying the intention of killing him. He spat out large mouthfuls of blood and fell to the ground, unable to hold on any longer. The bones on his back were exposed and the flesh was charred.

Shen Zhaozhao's heart was shaking as he watched this scene, and he felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

Why is it always him who protects her, but she can never do anything for him...

Chu Yu looked at her with a gentle gaze: "Zhao Zhao, don't worry, I will be fine."

The meteor bracelet on his wrist emitted a bright light. Chu Yu stood up with his arms supported on the ground. The wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He gathered his spiritual power and turned it into a strong light that hit the sky.

Seeing that he was fine, Shen Zhaozhao's tense heartstrings relaxed a little, but tears couldn't stop pouring out.

Fortunately, he still has the Meteor Bracelet to protect him.

The golden-red thunder seemed to be angry, striking down more and more frantically, and colliding with the majestic spiritual power produced a deafening roar.

Amidst the roars, Shen Zhaozhao felt as if her soul was being torn apart. She hesitantly wiped the blood from her lips.