How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 61 The Fall of the Demon

"Who will translate Yuefu's Desolate Song?"

The green boots fell to the ground, and the sound was like a warbler turning.

"The wind is blowing

The rain is also rustling..."

Murong Jingyan looked sideways at the old woman who stepped over the lintel beside her, she couldn't believe that this beautiful voice came from the hoarse old woman's mouth.

The tension on the faces of the people outside the door also dissipated a bit at this moment, because the singing was so beautiful, like the spring breeze in March, soothing people's hearts.

The demon was obviously also stunned, kneeling on the ground with dull eyes.

"It's another night when I'm skinny..."

"I don't know what to hug?"

The old woman walked slowly towards the demon on the ground, not at all intimidated by his red pupils and blue face.

She has not spoken for at least 20 years, but now she is very old, but she holds her voice and sings the spirit that belongs only to girls.

"It's boring to wake up,"

"Drunk is boring."

Half-kneeling in front of the demon, the old woman had tenderness in her eyes, with tears in her eyes.

"Why did Meng Ye ever go to Xieqiao?"

At this moment, the demon suddenly looked at the old man in front of him, and his eyes gradually became clearer. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the old man's arms, and the movement was so loud that everyone outside the door was shocked.

But then he yelled something else:

"Meng Meng!"

"Why are you back, Mengmeng? Do you know that people in this city are waiting for our Jiang family to die!"

"Why don't you listen to your brother, why don't you leave!!!"

Everyone in Jiang Meng showed a smile, but tears fell unconsciously: "Brother, it's okay."

"Now. No one will harm the Jiang family."

While speaking, she held the demon's hand:

"Back then, Mengmeng and her father left home in a fit of anger just to sing an opera, vowing never to return to this Jiang family compound."

"At that time, only my elder brother supported me, and he also said that he liked to listen to the song I sang, the Desolate Song of the Yuefu"

The old woman's voice choked up, making the demon's eyes even more confused.

"You know what, brother."

"Because of your words of encouragement, I have the courage to travel around the world. People outside like my libretto very much. Mengmeng proved my father wrong, and there are many people who will like me."

"But the Jiang family is in trouble, how can I let you go?"

The demon's hands trembled constantly, as if something was robbing him of control over his body, but his expression became calmer.

"So I came back and sang my brother's favorite lyrics here in Xuancheng. I believe that my brother will not die like this, because Mengmeng remembers the last words you said."

"You'll be back."

Clenching the demon's hand tightly again, the old woman met his eyes.

"For my brother, no matter how stubborn I am, I can still break the promise I made and lose to daddy."

"Even so, I will set foot in the Jiang family's house to save you."

"Come back, brother."

"Come back, Jiang Huai."

As her voice faded away, the eyes of the monster in front of her completely calmed down.

The heavy rain fell, and the strong wind blew his dirty long hair flying, but the eyes in the hair were gentle and firm, like the proud green bamboos in the long gown that were blown by the wind, they remained motionless.

"Meng Meng."

He stretched out a hand, and slowly put it on Jiang Meng's face, his eyelids drooped, and his voice was exhausted to the extreme.

"It turns out that even you are already this old."

Hearing this, Jiang Meng lowered her head, and couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

He raised his head and looked around.

In the dense rain and fog, Jiang Huai seemed to think of a lot, surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by endless sighs.

"It's like, I had... a dream."

"It's just that this dream spanned the spring and autumn, and when I woke up again, I was already a child."

He showed a slight smile, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from Jiang Meng's eyes, and comforted him instead:
"Mengmeng, remember what dad said before."

"A farmer went to the forest to chop firewood, and was delayed for a long time because of watching chess, but it was already a sea of ​​vicissitudes when he went down the mountain."

"Brother seems to understand the farmer's state of mind now."

Lowering his head, Jiang Huai coughed up a stream of black blood, and then asked, "Mengmeng, do you have a square scarf?"

Jiang Meng quickly handed out a handkerchief from her arms, and seeing Jiang Huai wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, she sobbed even more.

In her hazy teenage memory, her brother loves to be clean like this, but now
Unkempt, ragged, and even hair clotted with blood.
Returning the handkerchief to Jiang Meng, Jiang Huai's eyes gradually looked towards the wooden door, and nodded slightly at Zhu Huan'an.

"Hero, please use the knife in your hand to chop off my head."

Jiang Meng froze for a moment, but saw Jiang Huai raising his hand, with deep eyes:
"Mengmeng, to see you before he dies, my brother has already fulfilled his last long-cherished wish."

"According to the agreement, my will will dissipate and be seized by that evil cultivator."

"It is a great fortune to be able to decide life and death by oneself."

Jiang Meng didn't say much, how could she not understand the current situation.

Seeing her brother again, she has no regrets in her old age.

"Congratulations to my brother."

Jiang Huai nodded, looked at Zhu Huan'an and Murong Jingyan who were getting closer, closed his eyes, and said calmly:
"By the way, after I die."

"Please, the girl who inherited my Jiang family's magic weapon, put the long silk on me, so that I can finally use my remnant soul to drive my Jiang family's magic weapon of luck, and completely kill this servant."

Murong Jingyan took a deep breath, nodded solemnly, and put the transfigured Lingyin Shenqi on her.

After saying all this, Jiang Huai raised his hand and brushed his long hair aside, bowed his head and shouted:
"bring it on!"

Zhu Huan'an walked to his side, and he was used to holding a knife with one hand, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and slowly lifted it up:
"Go on."

A cold light flashed, and the world spun.

With the separation of Jiang Huai's head, a heart-piercing scream came from his body.

"Can't!"

"How could the old master's resurrection plan be buried here!!"

Then a purple blood mist flew out of his body quickly, turning into a purple snake and rushing toward the sky.

But before the evil cultivator escaped, the red silk on the corpse reacted, and quickly left the body to catch up. Murong Jingyan felt that the red silk seemed to have her own consciousness.

With a scream, the red silk flew rapidly in the air, and the voice of the evil cultivator became weaker and weaker, and finally dissipated in the silver thread of rain.

When Hong Ling returned to Murong Jingyan's hands, a word faintly came from his ear.

"This thing is the magic weapon of the Jiang family's luck, and it contains wonderful methods."

"I hope that the girl will become enlightened in the future, and if she can repair it completely, it will be regarded as a restoration of the glory of my Jiang family."

Spreading his hand, five purple drop-shaped crystals suddenly appeared in Murong Jingyan's hand.

"Is this the holy blood?"

Murong Jingyan opened her mouth in surprise, and Zhu Huan'an drew back her knife and leaned over at this moment.

"To be precise, this should be the blood of the cruel and semi-holy."

"The true blood of a saint is indescribable and must be stored in a vase, otherwise the leakage of the breath will easily lead to catastrophe."

With a cry, Murong Jingyan stretched out her palm in front of Zhu Huan'an:
"Here, brother."

Dazed for a moment, Zhu Huan'an slowed down his action of taking off the finger puller, narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you mean, give it all to me?"

"Naturally, brother, you need to use it to break through the heavenly seal."

"Hey, wouldn't five be enough??"

Zhu Huan'an felt a warm feeling in his heart, he snatched the small crystals from Murong Jingyan's hand one by one, and finally left two.

Pushing Murong Jingyan's fingers closed, Zhu Huan'an nodded:

"Three are enough. You have contributed a lot to beheading the demon, so I will leave these two to you."

Murong Jingyan was a little surprised, but still put it away: "Thank you, senior brother!"

Xia Luo and Jiang Tao also walked over at this moment, Jiang Tao helped up the tearful grandmother, and said for him:

"Miss Murong, our Jiulefang will take care of the corpse of the Jiang family. Grandma is heartbroken, so she left first."

"Walk slowly."

Watching the backs of Jiang Meng and Jiang Tao, Murong Jingyan looked at Zhu Huan'an and said, "Brother, what is your cultivation?"

Zhu Huan'an quickly tightened his fingers, coughed and said:

"My cultivation is broken, it seems that the energy and blood you borrowed cannot be returned to me in an instant."

"Now your cultivation base is declining from the ninth level, while I am slowly rising from the fifth level. Strictly speaking, you are stronger than me now."

Showing a dazed expression, Murong Jingyan approached and asked:
"Brother, there are no monks in Xuancheng now, how about absorbing the holy blood here?"

Hearing Murong Jingyan's suggestion, Zhu Huan'an raised his eyebrows: "What you said is quite reasonable. Rather than spending a month to return to the sect, it would be better to stay here, but the people from the Department of Health are still here."

He looked into the ruins. The original nine Taoist guards didn't come over, so they probably all went to Jiang Yu.

"Small problem, I'll go and see what's going on for senior brother."

Murong Jingyan took the initiative to invite Ying, relying on her cultivation level being temporarily higher than Zhu Huan'an, she immediately ran towards the collapsed hall.

Zhu Huan'an looked at Murong Jingyan's back, then at the three pieces of holy blood in his hand, closed his palms together and did not make a sound.

"I'm going to have a look too!"

Hearing what Charlotte said, Zhu Huan'an immediately raised his hand: "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going, uh, of course I'm going to see how the adults in the Department of Health are doing."

"Stay here honestly with me."

At this time, Charlotte was not feeling well either, it could be said that she was seriously injured, he shook his head and did not insist, after all, the person in front of him was Miss Murong's senior brother.

Seeing outside the gate not far away, curious people began to slowly walk into Jiang's house, and a few servant-like people approached here timidly, they seemed to be the guys of Jiulefang.

Come to collect Jiang Huai's body.

Seeing this, Zhu Huan'an quickly squatted down and groped Jiang Huai's body with his hands, and sure enough he touched something.

Pulling it out turned out to be an old cheat book.

"Kyushu League, Immortal No. [-] Taoism?"

Charlotte also came over, seeing the notes on the back page of the cheat book at a glance, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhu Huan'an turned the book over, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Five Emperors Secret Art."

"Point of God"

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