Demon Lord, he is rebellious

"After Zhong Lihuo was killed that day, I found that you were showing signs of madness due to emotional instability. Fortunately, I woke you up in time and did not cause a bigger mistake. Afterwards, I destroyed that cave and brought you to the Changyou County Inn .”

Different from Xianyu Haoyang's imagination, Duan Xun's expression didn't change at all, and he narrated what happened that day in a flat manner, without disgust, disappointment, or escape.

Perhaps Duan Xun's attitude gave Xianyu Haoyang courage, he continued to speak, this time with a more cautious tone, "Zhong Lihuo, what does that last sentence mean?"

What he was referring to was Zhong Lihuo's claim that he was a "demon". Xianyu Haoyang was very smart, and he knew his own body better. In fact, he had doubts for so many years.

From his physical fitness that is different from others, Rongfeng's attitude towards himself, and his power to control other people's evil thoughts and arouse fear in others, all these show that he is not an ordinary person.

When Zhong Lihuo pierced the last layer of window paper, he was not too surprised.Just thinking, sure enough.

He thought countless times, does Master know about this?He should know, how could Master not know something that even Master Rong knew.

Then he knew he was a demon, why did he accept himself as a disciple?

He stared closely at Duan Xun's face, not wanting to miss any expression.He wanted to know what Master was thinking.

Duan Xun's hand on Xianyu Haoyang's head paused for a while, just when he thought that Duan Xun would not say anything, Duan Xun sighed and said, "Forget it, I didn't intend to hide it from you for a long time, I told you It doesn't matter if you die."

"What Zhong Lihuo said is indeed true, but it's not quite accurate. To be precise, you are a half-demon."

Xianyu Haoyang didn't expect Duan Xun to say it so happily, and sat up from the bed in shock, "Master, you already knew?"

Duan Xun withdrew his hand, got up and walked to the table, poured himself a glass of honey water, took a sip, seemed not to like the taste, changed another glass and poured a glass of clear water, and then continued: "I made you Bring it back from the Mobei Grassland, the teacher knows everything about you."

"Then, then why do you still accept me as a disciple? Immortals and demons have been incompatible since ancient times, and it is known that you will be tolerated by all schools of immortals if you do this!" He felt his head was as big as a bucket, and his head was buzzing. The sound was like countless mosquitoes flying around his ears, gnawing at his heart.

When the truth of the facts is in front of him, Xianyu Haoyang doesn't care much about his small thoughts. Now he only has one thought in his mind, what should Master do?

Xianyu Haoyang knows about the cultivation world and the demon clan. It can even be said that the young disciples of various immortal sects grew up learning the concept of killing demons and eliminating demons.

Non-my family, its heart must be different!

1000 and 500 years ago, the war between humans and demons ended with the victory of the humans, and the demons were forced to migrate to the western desert where spiritual power was scarce.

But in that battle, both sides suffered heavy casualties. At least dozens of masters in the Transcendence Tribulation Stage fell from the human race, and countless people fell in the Transformation God Stage and Fusion Stage.

And the Demon Race was even more tragic, almost exterminated. If it weren't for the fact that no one on the Human Race side could stop the situation, it would be impossible for the remaining Demon Race to migrate to the western desert.

Take Yun Qingzong as an example, the rows of spiritual seats in the Qingyun Hall are all bloody history of the battle between the two races of humans and demons.

If his identity is known by others, at that time, Duan Xun will face a crusade from the entire cultivation world, even fellow sects.

Xianyu Haoyang didn't dare to think about it anymore, he couldn't face such a situation, he couldn't imagine that the Righteous Immortal Venerable, who was supposed to look down on all living beings from afar, would become a street rat and everyone would shout and beat him because of him.

Xianyu Haoyang had never been so terrified in his heart. He stared blankly at Duan Xun, tightly clutching the jade pendant around his waist. The jade pendant was as white as jade with a warm luster. There was a picture of cirrus clouds engraved on the front and "" Xianyu Haoyang" four big characters.

It was the token that Duan Xun gave him when he was apprenticed to the teacher.

He got out of bed, walked up to Duan Xun and knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times respectfully, and held the jade pendant over his head with both hands.

His lips wriggled with difficulty, his throat was tight, his throat seemed to be on fire, dry and unspeakable, "Xianyu Haoyang, thank you Master for saving me from the sea of ​​suffering and accepting me as a disciple. There is no way for Xianyu Haoyang to repay you. I have served Master all my life, and I have not been able to repay one percent of what Master has treated me."

His voice was a little choked, and Xianyu Haoyang continued: "I know my life experience today, I can't hurt Master because of this, I especially ask Master to expel the unworthy disciple from the sect! Explain to the world that Master is deceived by me. Master's great respect for me En Dade, Xianyu Haoyang can only repay him in the next life!"

By the end, I was sobbing.