A person is cultivating immortality, and at the beginning he is madly favored by the villain

Since Zhong Xian has taken action, he will leave no one alive.

The other disciples present didn't even have time to react to Wen Muyin's death before they were all turned into meat paste by the demonic energy. Their cultivation was too low, so their deaths were more miserable and hideous than each other.

Yu Xi had never seen such a tragic scene before. She stared at it in a daze until Zhong Xian pulled the clothes wrapped around her together. Then she raised her head in a daze.

"Afraid?"

Zhong Xian looked at her confused eyes, realized something, and said softly.

When Zhong Xian's eyes are open, the spells in his eyes will look like twisted and crazy ghosts. If you look at them for a long time, you can almost hear the ghost's shrill screams. Coupled with the dense spells and dried blood stains on his face, he looks terrifying no matter how you look at him.

He saw his own appearance in Yu Xi's eyes, paused for a few seconds, and slowly removed the spell on his face. The evil energy around him also dissipated at the same time.

He had never taken care of children and didn't care about his image, so he didn't think about covering up anything when he killed people.

But if you think about it carefully, when he was Yu Xi's age, he would probably be scared if he saw such a bloody scene.

[It's over, it's over. The little half-demon must be terrified. What if she doesn't come with me? Should I knock her out and take her back? Will her tiny body break if I hit her?]

Zhong Xian was secretly upset, but Yu Xi shook his head.

"Don't be afraid," she said.

Not only is she not afraid, she is in a very good mood right now!

These people from Xuyun Sect never treated her as a human being. When surrounded by their malice, she subconsciously chose to endure.

Because she didn't know what to do to fulfill Gu An's tit-for-tat requirement, and she didn't have the ability to do so now.

But the bell strings showed her!

Watching the person who hurt her die miserably, it seemed, it seemed to make her feel happier and more refreshed than she had imagined...

Yu Xi was in a good mood and even smiled at Zhong Xian unintentionally.

When she smiled, her bright round eyes would bend slightly, drowning in the stars in the summer night. Her pair of fox ears twitched joyfully, and the fur on the tips of her ears was so soft that it seemed to scratch people's hearts.

Zhong Xian was used to being feared by others, so when he suddenly saw Yu Xi's smile without any rejection and even a hint of intimacy, he felt at a loss.

He held his breath for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses, his hand had already reached out to pinch Yu Xi's face, wanting to know more about this new little thing.

Yu Xi's face was so small that it could be covered by his palm. When he pinched it, he felt a warm temperature between his fingertips. It was soft to the touch and seemed like it could break with a little force.

But this face has been frostbitten, and the skin that should have been smooth can still feel the scars of frostbite.

[We need to find some warm clothes for the little one as soon as possible. We can’t let her get cold again.]

He held Yu Xi's hand tighter, turned to leave, then remembered something and looked somewhere in the snow.

Soon, a wisp of demonic energy emerged, bringing with it a dark green jade token.

He was just in need of this thing, and the ants brought it to him.

However, the ants are not qualified to make a deal with him. If he kills Wen Muyin, he can still get what he wants.

After finally confirming that there were no survivors, he left immediately.

He also had to find clothes for the little half-demon, and he couldn't waste any more time, otherwise the little half-demon would be cold again if the troublesome guy chased him.

Unconsciously, Zhong Xian had already taken Yu Xi for granted as his.

Not long after he left, people from Xuyun Sect came looking for him.

Wen Muyin was a disciple that Xuyun Sect focused on training. He had a mark on his body to stabilize his soul. As soon as he died, Xuyun Sect knew about it immediately.

As Wen Muyin's master, Mu Xiaoran was the first to arrive.

He was dressed in white and came flying in the air. When he fell, the snow around him seemed to come to a standstill.

The majestic spiritual power roared and rolled up the snow on the ground. Soon, the tragic scene that was almost buried by the blizzard was clearly exposed in front of everyone.

The ground was covered with rotten flesh that was no longer recognizable as human. The red blood had soaked the entire snow. The strong smell of blood even overwhelmed the extreme cold.

The disciples who came from behind looked at the scene in horror, some of them covered their mouths and began to retch uncontrollably.

The disciples with stronger willpower have already walked into the corpse room, wanting to help them collect the bodies and find Wen Muyin's location.

"Elder Mu! Senior Brother Wen, he, he—"

A disciple finally found Wen Muyin's body, which had been cut in half. He screamed, but thinking of how gentle Wen Muyin usually was to others, he couldn't bring himself to tell people how he died, and could only choke up.

Mu Xiaoran quickly came to Wen Muyin's body. There was no expression on his handsome and cold face. People who knew him knew that he must be extremely angry at this moment.

"It's a demon."

As soon as he opened his mouth, pressure descended and no one around him could raise their heads.

But everyone still heard Mu Xiaoran's words clearly.

Demons!

Thinking that such a good person like Wen Muyin was killed by the demons, their hatred towards the demons reached its peak at that moment.

"Elder, we must avenge Senior Brother Wen!" someone shouted.

However, Mu Xiaoran did not respond, but just moved his hands. The surging spiritual power immediately pulled Wen Muyin's body, tightly fitting his severed body together.

He may not care about other disciples, but Wen Muyin is his inner disciple, and he hopes that Wen Muyin can keep an intact body.

The demon who killed Wen Muyin was definitely not an ordinary person. He was probably one of the Demon Lord’s direct disciples.

Mu Xiaoran was just about to look for the location of the bell string, but suddenly a strange spiritual fluctuation came from his side, as if someone's soul was being violently torn apart by something invisible.

He looked towards the source of the fluctuation and saw that Wen Muyin, who should have died long ago, suddenly opened his eyes.

Subconsciously, he thought it was a trap set by Zhong Xian, but Wen Muyin's soul was not contaminated by evil spirits, his body and soul were one, and it didn't seem like his body was occupied by an external soul.

"Xixi..."

Wen Muyin's pupils had not yet focused, but tears filled with blood already flowed out of his eyes.

He seemed to be trapped in some kind of nightmare. Although his eyes were open, he wasn't looking at anything. All he could hear was his constant mumbling like a raving:

"Xixi, Xixi, I'm sorry, please don't die..."

As soon as he made the sound, Mu Xiaoran frowned immediately, and the disciples around him were also startled.

"Senior Brother Wen?!"

Some disciples rushed over and called out a few times, but seeing that Wen Muyin just kept staring into the void and mumbling without responding to them, they could only look at Mu Xiaoran anxiously:

"Elder! Senior Brother Wen is still alive! Does he want to convey some message to us?"

But Wen Muyin's voice was too soft, and his body was so stiff that no one present could understand what he was saying.

This was also the first time Mu Xiaoran encountered such an absurd thing as resurrection. He hesitated for a moment, but finally raised his hand and said:

"Take him back first."