After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Shu Nong's hand tightened a little bit.

"Are you innocent?" Shu Nong laughed lowly, "What you wear on your body and what you wear around your waist belong to the demons, and the ones you use for your own snacks are also given to you by the demons. The demons in this demon palace, I'm afraid that most of them will have to call you son when they see you, right?"

"It turned out that he was defeated after the war between humans and demons. As a demon, there is a fairy gate in Muyun City that he is afraid of. He can't go out, but where did these things come from?"

She watched helplessly as the half-devil child's face turned red, and he grabbed her wrist with both hands. Just as the magic power emerged, he was ruthlessly suppressed by Shu Nong: "The things you enjoy are all made by the demons stepping on the flesh and blood of the human race." The things you got, you received them as a demon, and now, all the demons in this demon palace must die, so what reason do you have for not dying?"

Shu Nong's fingertips overflowed with spiritual power little by little.

"Are you innocent? You are stepping on the land of the human race. Are the human races on this land innocent? Are the human races who died at your hands innocent?" Shu Nong let go of the scorching spiritual power around his neck, letting go. He fell to the ground, "What? Can you change your identity at will?"

The half-demon rolled over while clutching his neck, scratching the delicate skin of his neck with his fingertips.

Shu Nong looked down at him: "Are you innocent? Have you really never killed anyone? Zeng Jing—would he provide a son who is kind to the human race?"

While rolling, he howled in pain: "I was forced! I can't help it! If I don't kill people - I have to die, do I have to die! I just want to live!"

Shu Nong raised his eyebrows and looked at him struggling coldly: "No one said you can't live, you are half human and half demon, naturally there is no rule that requires you to be born to face the human race, so you chose the demon race, did you live?" For so long, you have been the son of the demon clan for so long, you chose the path yourself, but now—”

"When the human race comes, you must die."

The temperature of the spiritual power at the half-devil's neck suddenly rose, Shu Nong squatted down, and slapped the half-devil's heart with his palm, which had gathered the spiritual power. Losing strength, he hit the ground heavily.

Shu Nong leaned over slightly, still heard his last struggle before dying: "I - yes, innocent..."

Shu Nong blinked: "Oh."

When she met the other three, they were all covered in blood.

Song Lin and Shu Yue had already sent out the group of people trapped in the prison.

But it was futile.

The place where the demons abused the human race was right in front of the people. They witnessed the miserable conditions of their compatriots, and watched them being tortured to death day after day. Warm blood splashed and fell on their cheeks. The tribe manipulated to kill their compatriots with their own hands, and watched their hands stained with the blood of their compatriots, becoming an executioner.

Even if I go out today, it's hard to say what will happen in the future.

A large amount of blood was splashed on Shu Nong's pale cheeks, her expression was difficult to distinguish, her eyes were dark, just like Yan Chang'an before, she suddenly felt a little strange.

She casually wiped off the sticky blood on her face, looked at Yan Changan, and said coldly: "I love you, now that the damned person is dead, no one can stop us from being together, from now on, every year, every year, never No one will stop us from falling in love."

The other three people froze at the same time, showing shock on their faces, Yan Changan was stunned, met Shu Nong's eyes, fell silent for a moment, and twitched the corners of his mouth a little stiffly: "My heart is the same."

Shu Nong slightly hooked the corners of his lips, raised his eyes and looked around the blood-stained demon palace: "Kill those who should be killed, we have met each other, we have expressed our love, the task—isn't it considered complete?"

After her words fell, a cloud of devilish energy suddenly gathered in the corner of the devil's palace.

The ink-like demonic energy circled around the three of them, and slowly condensed into a human form: "The demons will not stop you from falling in love. Killing the demons will count?"

Shu Nong tilted his head slightly, looked at his face carefully, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Fu Yang?"

It's Fu Yang.

But it wasn't Fu Yang who was only seven or eight years old that Shu Nong had seen in the illusion.

He is no longer in despair, there are no wounds on his face, and he is dressed in brocade clothes. He already has a strong cultivation base and is the lord of the city.

She looked at the devilish energy surrounding her but repelling him, and frowned slightly: "If you don't stop, you're going to go mad—" She paused, "Are you going to watch yourself become a devil? "

Fu Yang took half a step forward, he didn't answer Shu Nong's words, but just looked at her steadfastly: "The things here are not false."

Shu Nong's eyebrows twitched fiercely.

Fu Yang took another step closer, with a sad expression: "It's true that my mother fell in love with the demons, it's true that a magic palace was built here, it's true that countless people in Muyun City were tortured by the demons, and it's true that there are people in the human race who are in love with the demons." It is also true that the demons are together. The people locked in that courtyard did not meet the young master who let them go, and the people in the prison will not wait until someone kills the demons and opens the prison door for them."

"All of them really died here."

He wanted to get closer, but was blocked by three other people, he could only stare blankly at Shu Nong from a distance: "I've seen your portrait."

"Sacrificing the sword to save the world..." He pursed his lips slightly, "The people in Muyun City have made offerings to you."

"Will you regret it?" Fu Yang looked at her, "You used your flesh and blood to nourish the resurrected world, but some people wanted to help the demons destroy it. You sacrificed your body in front of the sword in exchange for peace, but there were people in the back who loved you." Against the enemy, for the sake of so-called love, you will not hesitate to sacrifice your compatriots, you, you—will you be disappointed?"

"..."

The atmosphere in the magic palace was silent for a while.

Shu Nong twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly sneered.

For those things back then, she couldn't help but not regret and be disappointed in the future.

Fu Yang didn't answer her question, and she didn't answer his question either: "What about the other common people?"

Fu Yang pursed his lips: "They are just like you, unwilling to complete the mission of the illusion."

Song Lin frowned slightly: "But they don't have the strength to kill the demons in the demon palace, they can only be trapped in your inner demon illusion, and start over again, don't they?"

In the face of mortals who are powerless as monks, entering here, not only must carefully protect themselves, but also look for opportunities to complete the task.

In this dreamland, no matter whether the people dragged in can point the butcher knife at their compatriots, the tasks in the dreamland cannot be completed.

Killing people, those well-trained guards of the city lord's mansion can't beat them; killing demons, the palace is full of demons, and the people here can only be like sheep.

"I don't want to drag them in either." Fu Yang smiled wryly, "But my demons have already formed, and I can't control them at all. Now it can only pull in the common people who love each other, but in the future, if the illusion is not broken and the demons are not eliminated, the city will be destroyed." The people and monks here, and even the entire Muyun City—will be exhausted by me."

Yan Chang'an stood in front of Shu Nong, with Qing Guang always in front of him, always on guard against Fu Yang: "Did you drag us in on purpose?"

"Yes."

Fu Yang confessed frankly, "You can see that you are not a bitter mandarin duck who was blocked by your family, but you want to act out like this in a corner—it just so happens that I also need someone who can break the illusion."