After rebirth, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy Demon Venerable

Ning Xiang stopped and sensed her surroundings.

But no, in addition to some vegetation in the surrounding area, there was only a few of them and Wan Tai inside the house.

But just in case, she still let the treasure hunter come out and smell it.

"No, there are only a few of us and Wantai, so we should feel free to go in."

The treasure-hunting rat twitched its nose, temporarily letting go of the vigilance in its eyes.

With its guarantee, Ning Xiang looked at the young man beside her and asked him to go in with her.

Mo Yinxing was still a little uneasy, but all the current circumstances indicated that there was no problem and he could only follow Ning Xiang in.

It can be seen that the place where Wantai lives was built not long ago. There are sawdust thrown away after the construction of the wooden house nearby. Judging from the quality, it is still new.

When he noticed Ning Xiang and the others were approaching, he threw the soup he was still brewing out of the window and let it shatter on the ground.

Gurgling dark purple liquid flowed out, forming a large pit in the snow.

A smoky purple gas floated from the puddles on the ground and spread in all directions.

At the same time, Ning Xiang also noticed a strange smell around her.

The aura was approaching them at an extremely fast speed, full of murderous intent.

She subconsciously wanted to protect Mo Yinxing, but she found that the young man beside her had arrived in front of the broken soup pot in the snow.

There were twenty more steps between him and her.

"Mo Yinxing! Come here quickly!!"

It was as if the young man had not heard her voice, his eyes became hollow, like a puppet whose mind had been absorbed.

The unfamiliar aura suddenly appeared at this moment, holding a piece of black and golden wood and piercing his heart.

Ning Xiang took a breath, and then used all her cultivation to attack the black figure.

But at this moment, the body was unable to move again.

She watched helplessly as the piece of black-gold wood pierced Mo Yinxing's heart, and gurgling blood quickly overflowed from his chest, stabbing her eyes to the point of splitting.

At this moment, the mysterious power that had originally restricted her movements disappeared. She ran towards Mo Yinxing almost as fast as she had in her life. The three swords behind her were summoned by her at the same time for the first time. They all left their scabbards and buzzed. Buzzing.

"Devil-killing sword, life-breaking sword, weak water sword"

The girl's voice was hoarse, her strange eyes became horribly bloodshot, and her body was filled with murderous aura that even the treasure-hunting rats and white bugs had goosebumps.

She looked at the true appearance of the black shadow and found out that she was Yan Xiyue. She just paused for breath, and then called on all the cultivation skills around her to pour them into the three swords, controlling them with great power. They stabbed at her from different directions.

Yan Xiyue, who was controlled by her inner demon, was stunned. She seemed to suddenly realize something, and looked bitterly at the old man with an inexplicable expression in the room.

The old man had a wound on his chest that was exactly the same as Mo Yinxing's. His face was extremely pale, but there was a satisfied smile on his lips.

"Wantai, how dare you take advantage of me!!"

Yan Xiyue didn't care about Ning Xiang anymore. She seemed to know that only death was waiting for her, so she used all the magic power in her body to hit Wan Tai.

The strong magic power shocked Wan Tai and flew directly out of the wooden house. He stopped under a giant tree and vomited out a large mouthful of black blood.

At this time, Ning Xiang's three swords also arrived in front of Yan Xiyue, stabbing her to the core from different angles.

Extreme pain often results in temporary inability to feel pain.

The moment her body was pierced by a sharp sword, Yan Xiyue's sanity, controlled by her inner demons, was temporarily restored.

She stared blankly at the young man half-kneeling on the ground, holding his chest, and then looked at her own physical condition, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying. "Brother Mo, how could this happen?"

Yan Xiyue's state was very different from just now.

Ning Xiang also discovered this problem at this time.

But Mo Yinxing was injured because of Yan Xiyue, so she couldn't escape. She pulled back her right hand and called back all three swords.

Yan Xiyue's body, which was pierced by the sword, lost its support and fell to the ground like a piece of paper with several holes.

Mo Yinxing was awake now.

He looked at the black-gold wooden stick in front of his chest that was almost integrated into his body, and said in surprise: "Isn't this the Demon King's natal mahogany tree?"

There is a rule among the demon clan.

Similar people killing each other in the same way will not really cause any harm.

Instead, after the damage is caused, it heals itself very quickly, and may become stronger due to attacks from other demons of the same kind.

He watched as the natal peach tree on his chest gradually disappeared completely, and the demon power around him also increased greatly, and then he realized that what he heard Wan Tai said at that time was true.

Ning Xiang did not expect that Mo Yinxing's injuries would become so strange. After being stunned, her heart, which was about to suffocate, finally felt better.

She wiped the moisture from the end of her eyes, which she didn't know when, and held his big hand with her cold hands, helping him up.

Mo Yinxing's consciousness was absorbed before and he didn't know what happened.

But after seeing a lot of red bloodshot eyes in Ning Xiang's eyes and three bloody swords floating behind her, she quickly guessed some reasons.

He wiped the wet corners of her eyes in distress, and looked at Yan Xiyue, who had fallen on the ground and had lost a lot of air and had a little air in.

"Brother Mo, it's not me, it's the inner demon"

Yan Xiyue didn't want to die. She also wanted to see Mo Yinxing more, but her body's vitality was passing too fast.

She already felt many shadows appearing in front of her eyes, and her ears were ringing.

Mo Yinxing interrupted her with a cold voice: "The inner demon is also transformed according to your mind. If you can't resist it, it means that you still hope that it can act on your behalf. Is it you? Don't you know it yourself? "

Yan Xiyue shook her head weakly and reached out to touch him, but they were far apart and she could only catch his shadow from a distance.

"No, not me."

But Mo Yinxing no longer wanted to say anything more to her. When he held Ningxiang's hand and turned towards Wan Tai's position, he left one last sentence.

"If I could go back to the time when you and I first met, I don't think I would have saved you."

This sentence was blown into Yan Xiyue's ears by the cold wind. When she heard it, she shrank her pupils in shock, tears suddenly began to pour from her eyes, and her breathing became rapid.

The desire for life in her eyes suddenly dimmed completely at this moment, and her bloody eyes became horrifyingly empty.

She has been obsessed with him for so long and forced herself to be like this, all because of the redemption and amazement he brought to her when she was young.

Now, he told her that the redemption and amazement she thought were nothing more than burdens and troubles to him.

Even, I would rather not have saved her
Yan Xiyue curved her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes.

She was laughing at herself for being ridiculous and pathetic. Until the moment she died completely, she didn't understand why she could only be reduced to such a situation.

No one noticed that after she died completely, a black shadow appeared and took her body away.

Yan Xiyue: Let’s get the lunch box.