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Chapter 66 Sui Sui, Does It Hurt?
Xuanyuan Ming smiled, "Young Master Song, I didn't send you a letter to fight and kill you. It's a reckless act if you disagree with me. We should be friendly to each other, can't we? "

Song Qinghui frowned, and he asked in a deep voice, "What is your purpose?"

"It's very simple." Xuanyuan Ming's eyes fell on the long sword in Song Qinghui's hand, "Give me the Demon Subduing Sword, and I will return your junior sister to you."

The Fumo Sword is the treasured sword of the Fuyun Sect, and it is also the standard equipment for every successor of the suzerain. It can be said that this sword represents the Fuyun Sect.

Song Qinghui didn't know what Xuanyuanming meant by wanting the Demon-Suppressing Sword, did he want to use this to humiliate Fuyunzong?
Although the Fumo Sword is of great significance to Song Qinghui, he will definitely give priority to saving people before losing his life. Song Qinghui clenched the sword in his hand, pursed his lips slightly, and asked, "Is the sword Give it to you, will you let my junior sister go?"

"Of course." Xuanyuan Ming said with a good temper: "If you don't believe me, I can swear that as long as you give me the Demon Demon Sword, I will release him."

Seeing Song Qinghui take a step forward, Ye Sui said loudly: "He only said that he would let me go, but he didn't say that he would put me back intact. Senior brother, don't be fooled!"

Song Qinghui paused.

Ye Sui suddenly felt a force in her throat strangling her neck, and she suddenly felt like her throat was about to be crushed, and she couldn't even make a sound of pain.

Not far away, Xuanyuan Ming raised his hand vaguely, the corners of his lips were raised, the hypocritical friendliness was gone, only the bloodthirsty evil was left, "Miss Ye really knows how to joke, you seem to know me very well." Like."

Ye Sui opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes were full of sarcasm and provocation.

Xuanyuan Ming's mind was punctured by someone, and seeing that Ye Sui didn't know he was afraid of him at all, he felt angry, his hands loosened slightly, and he gave her a chance to speak, "Miss Ye hasn't seen clearly what is going on now. situation?"

Ye Sui coughed a few times, "In your opinion, I bullied Yun Susu, how could you let me go back intact? Of course you want to vent your anger on Yun Susu, first use the matter of swearing to deceive My senior brother, after you get the Devil-subduing Sword, even if you take my life and return my body, it can be considered that you have not violated your oath."

Xuanyuan Ming said: "You are not too stupid."

In the imprisoned place, sword energy pierced Ye Sui's body, but avoided the vital point. She put her hands on the ground and cried out in pain. The red wedding dress was stained with blood, and nothing could be seen, but her white side There was also a scratch on his face, which was shocking.

Song Qinghui raised his sword, "Stop!"

Xuanyuan Ming didn't dodge either, he stood motionless like a mountain, "Young Master Song, if you want to watch your junior sister die fragrantly, you can do it to me."

Fu Mojian stopped before Xuanyuan Ming's eyebrows.

Song Qinghui's face was covered with frost, and his breath was cold.

Ye Sui, who was imprisoned by sorcery, could live and die at the whim of Xuanyuanming. The sorcery is treacherous and changeable, and the monster race is even more cruel and bloodthirsty. If it wasn't for Xuanyuanming to keep Ye Sui, the sword energy just now would be useless. It could kill Ye Sui.

Xuanyuan Ming said slowly: "I guess Mr. Song's feeling of being very angry but powerless is very uncomfortable. You want to kill me, but you can't kill me now. Mr. Song, you He is really a good person, if it were me, I would not care about other people's life or death."

"Let's do this..." Xuanyuan Ming smiled, "Let's change our deal. Since Mr. Song has such a great love for self-sacrifice, why not ask you to destroy your own tendons and disperse your cultivation, and then I will consider letting Ye Ye go." Girl, how are you?"

Song Qinghui paused slightly.

Xuanyuanming smiled happily, "A gentleman who loves the world, is he willing to sacrifice himself to save others?"

Song Qinghui slowly put down his sword, he knew he shouldn't hesitate, but he was also alone, he practiced diligently for many years, and only then did he have the current level of cultivation, and only then did he have the qualifications to inherit the Fuyun Sect, and only then did he have the ability to eliminate The ability to do evil and monsters in the world, if he loses his cultivation, it is tantamount to letting him give up everything.

Xuanyuan Ming said with a leisurely smile: "I'm still a great disciple of the Floating Cloud Sect. It turns out that when it's time for self-sacrifice, I'm just a selfish hypocrite who prioritizes protecting himself."

Him, a hypocrite?
Song Qinghui was stunned.

This sentence seemed to negate all his previous life. He was inexplicably lost, but a strange voice came out of his mind.

"Isn't it good to be selfish? People are born to be selfish. Admit it. You are a selfish person. If you don't be the big brother who puts others first in everything, you can still fight for everything you want. Don't you like Yunsu?" Su? It's a pity, she only treats you as a family member."

The voice that emerged in my mind gradually distorted, "It's okay, let go of all principles and persistence, and grab people over directly, and you will live more comfortably."

Song Qinghui raised his hand to hold his head, his face was pale, but there was a faint hostility between his brows and eyes.

Xuanyuan Ming raised his eyebrows, "It's interesting, a disciple of the righteous way actually has devilish energy in him."

Song Qinghui could realize that something was wrong with him. He silently recited the mantra of clearing his heart several times in his heart, and finally regained his clarity. He looked at Xuanyuan Ming coldly, "You want me to disperse my cultivation, and you want to use this to insult me. Susu?"

He didn't forget that Ye Sui had just mentioned Yun Susu.

Xuanyuan Ming smiled, "So what?"

The monster race has a strong desire for monopoly, and they will never allow anyone to covet what they fancy. Yun Susu often mentions this elder brother, and Xuanyuan Ming has long been tired of it. Since there is such a good opportunity, why doesn't he Get rid of this rival?

There was another muffled snort from the girl.

Ye Sui fell on the ground, and there were already several wounds on her body.

Song Qinghui: "Stop!"

Xuanyuan Ming: "My patience is limited, have you considered it?"

Song Qinghui frowned. After a while, he still couldn't bear Ye Sui's suffering, and he had already made a decision in his heart, "Okay, I'll answer..."

"Song Qinghui!" Ye Sui shouted with difficulty: "If you agree to his words, we are dead! If our Fuyunzong loses you and loses the demon-subduing sword that can kill all demons in the world, then Fuyunzong will be like I really lost my left hand and right arm, and it will be easier for them to deal with us then!"

Song Qinghui hesitated.

Xuanyuan Ming sighed, and he looked at Ye Sui, "I saw you were good at running before, did you feel sorry for your life? Now there is a lot of nonsense, so noisy, I will teach you a lesson first, stop it first Your arm is fine."

Ye Sui only felt the cold air coming, she closed her eyes subconsciously, not waiting for the pain, but waiting for the sound of something falling to the ground.

It was a severed arm wrapped in a white sleeve. It was thrown from nowhere, but seeing the hand, it could be seen that it was a woman's hand.

Everyone present was surprised.

Xuanyuan Ming gradually felt something was wrong, and in the next moment, a figure was thrown over.

Xuanyuan Ming: "Susu!"

He flew over to catch the person who was about to fall to the ground. It was Yun Susu, but Yun Susu's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and she had already passed out from the pain. What was particularly striking was that she had lost a The broken arm was covered with blood, which stained the white clothes on her body red.

If he left it alone, Yun Susu would lose too much blood and die.

Xuanyuanming couldn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly cast a spell to stop Yun Susu's bleeding, but although Yun Susu was a fox demon, she practiced immortal techniques, and Xuanyuanming's spells didn't work for her. Suddenly, a figure in white flashed by, Yun Susu has been snatched from his arms.

Xuanyuanming's first reaction was to snatch Yun Susu back, but he saw that Song Qinghui's spell was useful for Yun Susu's wound, so he had to stop and look in one direction bitterly.

The black mist filled the air, slowly covering the sky, and everything fell into oppressive darkness.

The black mist carried a strong death breath, which could corrode people's souls. Song Qinghui hugged Yun Susu, and Xuanyuan Ming didn't forget the broken arm on the ground, and the two stepped back a certain distance.

The blood prison that imprisoned the girl was shattered, and a red figure hugged the girl lying powerlessly on the ground. Their wedding dresses were intertwined, blurring the boundaries, and it seemed that they should be integrated into one body, and they couldn't tell each other apart.

It was a young man in a wedding dress. His face was as white as jade, and his long black hair was tied up high. The tail of his hair gently outlined the shadow of the wind. His eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the corners of his lips were curled up. .

He moved his fingers lightly, gently wiped away the blood on her face with his fingertips, and asked with a low smile, "Sui Sui, does it hurt?"

Ye Sui didn't even have the strength to nod her head, the wound on her body was still bleeding, her whole body was in pain, she was so afraid of death, she could choke back at Xuanyuan Ming just now, but now she couldn't hold it anymore, suddenly Tears fell, and he choked up and uttered a word: "It hurts."

Xue Fu blinked, "Next time, I really should tie you by my side with a rope."

Ye Sui is very well-behaved now, with a tear in her voice, "Well, you're right."

She has never been like this before. She feels that Xue Fuzhen has a fucking sense of security. Naturally, whatever he says, she agrees.

Xue Fu couldn't laugh anymore, he didn't hate seeing Ye Sui cry, after all, when Ye Sui cried, she was very lovable, making him want to love her more, but now it's different, He didn't like the way Ye Sui was hurt and crying.

The young man sighed and bit his own tongue. At the moment the blood gushed out, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. The warm blood was poured into her mouth. Ye Sui frowned, she thought Pushed him away, but was hugged tightly by him, and the blood was not wasted in the end.

When all the senses were occupied by the smell of blood, the wounds on her body were also healing rapidly, but in the breath, the wounds on her face had disappeared.

When she was almost out of breath, Xue Fu backed away slightly, and saw that she was short of breath, but her face was a little rosy. It should not be uncomfortable. He rubbed her face, like a small animal comforting an injured companion Some small movements, he finally said: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

It was a waste of his time to find Yun Susu without being noticed.

Ye Sui shook her head, she tugged at his sleeve, pursed her lips, and said softly: "He took my purse away."

It looks like a child who has found a backer, so he can sue.

Xue Fu raised his eyes and looked over.

Xuanyuan Ming clutched the purse in his hand with an ugly expression.

(End of this chapter)