Patriarch of the Devil's Dao: Xiyao Xiang Tiantian

Jin Guangyao was a demon cultivator. He started killing nearly a hundred people in Xie's family, indiscriminately. The children of all major families were brutally murdered. Even the Xie family's children had many tragic deaths. The rumors spread throughout the world of cultivating immortals, and in an instant, Jin Guangyao became a heretic, a demon that everyone shouted and killed.

"This Xie Wenyao is a demon cultivator. No wonder he never went out these years. It turned out that he was afraid that others would discover his secret."

"That's right, who would have thought that the trash that people are talking about is actually a demon cultivator with extremely powerful magic skills!"

"Poor Miss Yan'er, such a good person died because of him, thanks to Miss Yan'er being so kind to him, alas..."

"However, I have heard that Xie Wenyao and Miss Yan'er are childhood sweethearts. The two have been together since childhood and have a very good relationship. The person Xie Wenyao has always liked is Miss Yan'er. She used to live in Gusu Lan's house. He even said that he wanted to marry Miss Yan'er, probably because the love in his heart was taken away, and he didn't care about so many taboos, so he killed people in a rage, and he was also trapped by love."

"Trapped by love? But it sounds reasonable, but it is true that he stole the treasures of the immortals. He himself admitted it. There is no quibble."

"That's right, oh...Anyway, that's right, from now on, the world of cultivating immortals will no longer be able to tolerate Xie Wenyao."

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When Jin Guangyao was rescued, his fierce eyes full of murderous intent became Nie Qingyuan's nightmare since he left. Nie Qingyuan was often awakened. Fortunately, Su Yue was by his side to comfort and enlighten him. Baby's families sent people to Jinyun one after another. They guessed that Jin Guangyao would definitely come back and take him down in one fell swoop. Jin Ling was the head of the family, and the lost baby was their own secret treasure. After discussion, the elders decided to let Jin Ling take him with him. Ren came in person, and Gusu also came, Lan Zhan, Wei Ying, and Lan Xichen did not bring any other members of the Lan family.

Xie's family changed from a happy event to a funeral overnight, the red and festive red silk in the courtyard was also replaced with white silk, and the wedding hall during the day was also turned into a funeral hall. There was a dark coffin in the hall, and Yan'er Lying in it, she changed from a bright red wedding dress to a plain dress, her hair was combed well, her hands were folded and laid flat on her abdomen, with a relieved smile on her face, lying in the coffin like that Quiet, as if asleep.

This day is the seventh day since Yan'er died.

Because Nie Qingyuan wanted to marry Yan'er, he hadn't touched a woman for a long time, and he was already very hungry. Wandering around in Xie's garden at night, he suddenly heard some small voices, and he walked in quietly , heard two people, a man and a woman.

"Come on, Taohua, we haven't been intimate for a long time, let me kiss, let me kiss quickly."

"No, the lady's bones are not cold, we are disrespectful to her by doing this, and it will be over if others find us."

"Hey, Miss is so reasonable, she will understand and won't blame us, besides, this place is very hidden, no one will come at night, let's move faster, come here."

"I don't want it, let me go, let go..."

Nie Qingyuan could hear clearly from outside. The woman's voice was charming and charming. He could hear the evil fire burning in his lower abdomen. He curled his lips into a slanted smile. Suddenly, he yelled:

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

The man was so frightened that he immediately kicked up the pants he had taken off. When he turned around, he saw Nie Qingyuan who was full of anger. He was panicked, sweating profusely from fright, trembling all over, and his words were even more awkward. He hurriedly explained:

"Master Nie Nie, I, I, I, no, you see this..."

Nie Qingyuan scolded: "What is that?!"

Standing on the same spot, both legs were trembling, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a good reason, suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he quickly explained: "Mr. Nie, it's her, she is the one who seduced me, yes, she is the one who seduced me. With a plop, the man knelt down in front of Nie Qingyuan. Behind him, Taohua looked at Nie Qingyuan with an expression of disbelief, dazed and terrified. She was speechless, but shook her head and said no.

Nie Qingyuan sneered, squinting at the man who was kneeling on the ground begging him to let him go, and said, "Get out, don't let me see you again."

Hearing this, the man seemed to be apologizing. He lifted his pants and ran away without even fastening his belt.Nie Qingyuan looked at the peach blossom lying in the grass. The clothes had been untied, and the pink bellyband inside was exposed, and the tender white and smooth shoulders were exposed in the air. This peach blossom is really good-looking, with big watery eyes There were a little tears in her eyes, making her even more pitiful, making people want to love her well. Nie Qingyuan squatted down, smiling, and gently lifted her chin with his fingers, looking at her. eyes say:

"If you want me to let you go, then you have to satisfy me."

Taohua didn't understand, her eyes were full of tears: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean, you'll know in a while." As he said that, he rushed towards Taohua, who was startled and screamed, Nie Qingyuan covered his mouth.

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Jin Guangyao quietly entered Xie's house with red rouge, climbed over the wall, and just stood firm when he heard panting, groaning and moaning from the grass, his complexion changed drastically, his left eye's golden pupil was shining brightly, ready to erupt at any time.

He walked to the back of the mating couple, stretched out his hand and patted the back of the person pressing on it, Nie Qingyuan didn't respond, Jin Guangyao patted again, Nie Qingyuan was very annoyed, his brows were furrowed, and when he turned his head, his pupils suddenly froze. He opened his eyes wide, with a terrified expression on his face, the people in front of him frightened him so much that he softened all of a sudden, Jin Guangyao had an indifferent expression on his face, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes when he looked at Nie Qingyuan.

Jin Guangyao didn't wear his hair in a bun, and his hair was scattered behind his head like that. The black hair on his forehead fell down, and the wind blew up, covering the black pupil of his right eye. Today, Jin Guangyao was wearing a fiery red long dress, which was originally fair His skin was set off to be fairer, and there was an evil charm inside and out.

Before Jin Guangyao could wait for Nie Qingyuan to speak, he stretched out his hand to remove his chin, dragged him out by his collar, Nie Qingyuan was dishonest, Jin Guangyao turned his head and stared at his fearful eyes, piece by piece. All the bones in his body were broken, Nie Qingyuan was so painful that he wanted to shout, Jin Guangyao had already tapped his Ya acupuncture point the moment he turned around and saw him wanting to shout, he couldn't say a word, he could only Watching Jin Guangyao crush his bones one by one with a smile on his face, the pain reached his brain, life would be worse than death, after Jin Guangyao finished doing it without changing his face, Nie Qingyuan's whole body was already wet and hurt His sweat soaked his clothes completely, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. Jin Guangyao leaned his body to his ear, and whispered in his ear:

"Does it hurt? But this is not worth one ten-thousandth of what Yan'er suffered."

After finishing speaking, he dragged Nie Qingyuan, who seemed to have no bones, and strolled towards Yan'er's mourning hall. Along the way, Jin Guangyao didn't evade, and went straight to the mourning hall.The servants of Xie's family were frightened by Jin Guangyao who came strolling, shouting and fleeing.

"Ah--come here, the young master is back!"

"Xie Wenyao, Xie Wenyao is here, Xie Wenyao is here..."

"Run away..."

Chi Yan followed behind Jin Guangyao. She had not been with Jin Guangyao for a long time, but she had never seen Jin Guangyao like this. Worried, but she also knew that Jin Guangyao couldn't listen to anything at this time.

Jin Guangyao dragged Nie Qingyuan around Xie's house, and soon attracted disciples from various families who came to ambush him. Jin Guangyao was surrounded by a group of disciples who cultivated immortals. They saw Jin Guangyao draw their swords one after another, and the sword light illuminated the entire courtyard , Jin Guangyao ignored them and walked straight forward, not paying any attention to the minions standing in front of him.

Surrounded by the crowd, Jin Guangyao dragged Nie Qingyuan, who was only half breathed, to Yan'er's mourning hall. The crowd surrounded him and retreated to Yan'er's coffin. lip:

"Go out, this is Yan'er's mourning hall."

The voice was very low and light, without waiting for the slightest wave, the cold voice reached everyone's ears, and the simple words hung in their throats like sharp swords, and they couldn't even breathe out. The hand holding the sword was trembling, the hilt of the sword seemed to have become smooth, and it was impossible to hold it. The disciple who entered Yan'er's mourning hall unknowingly retreated. Seeing this, Jin Guangyao walked towards Yan'er's mourning hall step by step. Every step was so heavy, Jin Guangyao threw Nie Qingyuan on the steps outside the mourning hall, and walked in by himself.

When Jin Guangyao saw the pitch-black coffin, his heart felt like a knife. He walked to the side of the coffin and saw Yan'er lying quietly inside. His skin was gray and pale, his face was dead, but there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. Already moist, with scarlet eyes, a trembling hand reached into the coffin, wanting to touch Yan'er's face.

"Don't touch her!"

An angry shout interrupted Jin Guangyao, Jin Guangyao turned to look at the speaker, it was Xie Like.

Many people came after him one after another, old Patriarch Xie, Xie Yun, Xie Minghui, Nie Huaisang, Su Yue, Jin Ling, Wei Ying, Lan Zhan and the most familiar face, Lan Xichen, with those blue eyes There was a flash of surprise, revealing too much affection, Jin Guangyao's eyes flashed strangeness for a moment, and he returned to his original state in just a moment, reached out his hand to touch Yan'er's face, and said softly:

"Why can't I touch it?"

"You do not deserve!"

"I'm not worthy, and you are even more unworthy."

Xie Like was so angry that he was trembling all over: "Xie Wenyao, let me tell you, don't even think about leaving here today."

"Oh, it's not up to you whether to leave or not. They alone can't stop me. If it was you, I can consider slowing down and killing you."

"What a big breath."

Patriarch Xie saw his beloved grandson in front of him become like this, he was extremely distressed, his lips were trembling but he still couldn't say a word.Xie Yun saw Nie Qingyuan lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, and said:

"You let Mr. Nie go."

"Let go, why, he killed Yan'er, I can't let him go."

"That's because of you too!!"

Jin Guangyao was calm, without any turmoil in his tone, every sentence was light and airy, but it made people's hair stand on end.

Jin Guangyao walked up to Nie Qingyuan, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him up from the ground. The air in his chest was plundered bit by bit. Nie Qingyuan clearly felt death, and his eye sockets burst open. , his eyes were bloodshot, traces of blood flowed from the eye sockets, his pupils spread rapidly, he couldn't cry out, couldn't move, he could only stare at the murderous and indifferent person in front of him, waiting for the moment of death to come.

Xie Yun became anxious, and shouted: "Let go of Mr. Nie."

The corners of Jin Guangyao's mouth twitched slightly, and he exerted more force on his hands, "Kacha", Nie Qingyuan's eyes slid open, his head tilted, and he died. Jin Guangyao abruptly cut off Nie Qingyuan's neck, and with a flick of his hand, Nie Qingyuan was like a rag. Throw it out like a doll.

"You! Xie Wenyao!!"

"Why, I avenged Yan'er, you should be happy, uncle." When he said it, the word "uncle" was biting a little harder.

"You...you are at Yan'er's funeral now, what are you wearing!"

Jin Guangyao smiled: "Yan'er said she wanted to see me in wedding clothes, so why don't I put them on and let her see?"

Seeing Jin Guangyao's current state, Lan Xichen's heart ached to the point where he could hardly breathe. Thinking about the Jin Guangyao who talked and laughed with him in the cold spring not long ago, the current Jin Guangyao was too unfamiliar to him.

Lan Xichen couldn't help but took a step forward, and called out in a low voice, "Ayao."

This familiar call pulled Jin Guangyao back a little. Jin Guangyao looked at Lan Xichen and said, "You already knew."

Lan Xichen knew what he was asking and nodded.

"I really can't see that Lan Zongzhu is so good at acting that he even deceived me."

"Ayao, I'm not..."

"It's nothing, Sect Master Lan. I don't need to explain. After all, no one in this world understands you better than me." As he said, Jin Guangyao slowly pulled out a sword from his waist. With the gloomy white light, people with eyesight immediately recognized the sword. Standing behind Wei Ying, Jin Ling was very familiar with that sword. Looking at it, his breathing became disordered, and his eyes widened in disbelief. Looking at Jin Guangyao, the excitement is beyond words.

Hate life!

Jin Guangyao stroked the blade of the sword with his fingers, and said, "I forgot to tell you one thing, I am not Xie Wenyao, I am Jin Guangyao."

As soon as the words Jin Guangyao came out, the courtyard immediately exploded, and all the monks backed away.

"You, you, you are Jin Guangyao!!!"

Jin Guangyao looked at the speaker and said, "You don't believe me, do you want me to prove it to you?"

A stream of cold sweat broke out on the back of the person being stared at, and the hairs stood on end in an instant, sweat poured down from his forehead, and his mouth was dry.

Lan Xichen stood up and shouted, "Enough!"

Jin Guangyao took a few steps forward: "Not enough, far from enough."

"Ayao, stop and come back with me!"

"Go back? Where? Is there still room for me now?"

"Follow me back to Yunshen I don't know!"

"I don't know where the clouds are." Jin Guangyao looked at Lan Xichen with a chuckle, and then became furious: "Why go back! That's your home, not mine. I, Jin Guangyao, had no home 20 years ago! , took me back, it took all my cultivation!!! Uphold the righteous way in your heart, uphold the justice in your heart, uphold the kindness in your heart! Lan Xichen, you are so naive, from the time I know you You've been like this since day one, and it's still the same after 16 years."

"Ayao, don't do this."

"No, Sect Master Lan, I can't bear your words. Don't forget that the Ayao you are talking about died in the Guanyin Temple three years ago. I'm sorry, but this one is not."

Lan Xichen, who was standing opposite Jin Guangyao, was completely at a loss, let alone how to answer.

Jin Guangyao continued: "Lan Xichen, since Dafan Mountain, I have been using you, whether it is Huaying Village or Shuixingyuan, I have been using you, using you to get what I want, I I know, you are too soft-hearted, and you will definitely help me. Sure enough, you will save me every time, and every time I practice, my cultivation will go further. With you by my side, my life is safe. So to say ,do you understand?"

Each word was like sharp knives cutting Lan Xichen's heart one by one, and everything they had experienced together was ruthlessly obliterated without mercy.

"What's the point of talking to him, kill him!!!"

Everyone responded one after another, leaping over Lan Xichen and raising their swords, facing Jin Guangyao, they spared no effort, one after another, Su Yue and Nie Huaisang stood outside the circle, looking at the killer in front of them with the mood of watching a play. cutting.

Jin Ling saw that everyone was targeting Jin Guangyao one after another, slashing at Jin Guangyao's body with one knife and one sword, mercilessly, like an ant on a hot pot, his hand had already been placed on Suihua, helpless, Wei Wu Xian firmly held him down to prevent him from making a move.

"What are you doing, let go, little uncle, that's little uncle..." No wonder I knew him so well when I was in Huaying Village, it turned out that he was my little uncle.

"Let go of me, I'm going to help him!"

Wei Wuxian pressed him hard, angrily scolded: "You will only make trouble for him if you go!"

After being scolded by Wei Wuxian, Jin Ling calmed down, and looked at Jin Guangyao who was besieged by the crowd in a daze, but he couldn't do anything to help him, so he stood aside and worried.

Lan Xichen rushed into the encirclement as early as the moment when the crowd surrounded him, pulled out Shuoyue and blocked nearly half of Jin Guangyao's crowd. More and more corpses fell on the ground, blood flowed like rivers, Lan Xichen turned his head to look at Jin Guangyao, who was already red-eyed, and blocked his killing moves in turn, Shuo Yue and Hen Sheng frequently clashed, clanging swords , the dazzling sword light flickered, Lan Xichen blocked Jin Guangyao while facing the monks.

"Zheng----"

The fairy swords collided, and a dazzling sword flower came out.

"Ayao, stop!"

Jin Guangyao ignored him, he slashed tirelessly at the monks who came forward to die with one sword after another.A monk took aim at an opening and stabbed Jin Guangyao with his sword. Lan Xichen suddenly noticed it and immediately dodged behind him.

"Be careful!" Lan Xichen swung the man's sword away.

The sound of a sword piercing the flesh was accompanied by a muffled grunt.

In an instant, everyone stopped.

Lan Xichen looked at the sword passing through his chest in disbelief, his white clothes were instantly stained red by the gushing blood, "Pfft", he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother!"

"Sect Master Blue!"

Lan Xichen turned his head back with difficulty, met those pair of eyes that had no emotion at all, resolute and indifferent, and asked unwillingly, "Why?"

Jin Guangyao smiled, leaned close to his ear, sprayed his warm breath on the side of his face, and replied, "I will return this sword to you."

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