A useless start: seducing the demon king, controlling the divine beast, and torturing the crazy vill

Thanks to the bet on the Silver Dragon List, many disciples in the temple now know her.

So the disciples present gradually recognized her one by one——

Jiang Yue, the second disciple of the Holy Lord, the beloved junior brother of the Holy Son.

'He' is here, what else can they retreat from?
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

At that moment, the voices of the temple disciples resounded through the Demon Suppression Pass.

The sound of charging and killing was mixed with the overwhelming roars of monsters and beasts, and blood spilled across the battlefield.

They followed closely the figure at the front. Even though "he" looked as thin as a woman, at this moment, he gave everyone the strongest confidence.

"Kill all the monsters and protect Tianlan!"

Perhaps after leaving the Demon Suppression Pass and the Temple, no one would know that they were sacrificing their lives and blood to defend the entire continent.

But it doesn’t matter, the temple will remember them, and future disciples of the temple will inherit them!

The Holy Lord, who was fighting the demon in the sky, looked at the battlefield below and the disciples in his temple, with strong emotions welling up in his heart.

"it is good!"

"As expected of a disciple of my temple, no matter what the heavenly calamity, I will fight with you all!"

He even wanted to say that she was indeed his daughter!
Yingzhen, Yingzhen, you can see that our daughter is just like you and me, brave and fearless!

With a smile on his lips, the Holy Master turned around and rushed to the front of the battlefield without hesitation.

Following him were the elders who came in a hurry.

"Protect the Holy Lord, protect the Demon Suppressing Pass!"

"Yes!"

All the elders, together with Elder Mei, Elder Lan and others, followed the Holy Lord and all rushed towards the cracked cave.

They also have to fight a way for the disciples fighting below!

Fierce fighting, corpses everywhere, almost a river of blood in front of the Demon Suppressing Pass...

The battle lasted for a whole month.

Both the disciples and the elders were almost exhausted.

Yan Shuyue once again took the elixir to restore her spiritual power together with the Bigu Pill, while keeping a vigilant eye on the battlefield while quickly recovering from her injuries.

"Little Saint, how is your injury?"

"Little Holy Son?"

The person next to me came over and called Yan Shuyue. Yan Shuyue was slightly startled, raised her finger and pointed at herself, full of doubts: "Are you calling me?"

"Yup!"

The man named Yan Shuyue is an elite disciple in the temple. At this moment, he looked at Yan Shuyue with eyes full of enthusiasm, "You are the little disciple of the Holy Master, and of course you will definitely become the Holy Son, so now we all call you little disciple in private. Son."

Hearing this, other disciples who were resting also came over to join in -

"Yes, yes, you are our little holy son!"

"If you don't think the Little Holy Son sounds good, then we will call you Holy Son Jiang Yue."

"Saint Son Jiang Yue is also good, just like Saint Son Wuhen."

"I think Little Saint Son sounds better, and it sounds friendly."

"Yes, yes, I think so too!"

Yan Shuyue couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this, "It's okay to call me Holy Son. I'm just the disciple of Lord Holy Lord, and I'm not..."

"It's right to call him the Holy Son!"

Just when Yan Shuyue wanted to reject everyone's enthusiasm, the Holy Lord appeared in front of her at some point.

His holy robes were also stained with bloodstains from the battle during this period, both from monsters and from himself.

However, the Holy Lord didn't care at this time. He walked up to Yan Shuyue with a smile and said, "The ceremony to give you the name of the Holy Son should have been held long ago, but it has been delayed for this period of time, waiting for the catastrophe to be over. , how about we get a big one for you when we get back to the temple? "It was supposed to be a saint!"
It's a pity that his good daughter still doesn't want to reveal her identity, so now she can only give her the name of Holy Son.

"Okay, okay! Then you will be the real Holy Son Jiang Yue!"

"It's the Little Saint! The Little Saint sounds better!!"

Yan Shuyue did not expect that the Holy Master would also come to join in the fun, and immediately ignited the enthusiasm of all the disciples.

Passed on to ten, passed on to hundreds, Yan Shuyue's name as "Little Holy Son" was secretly decided by most people.

So wherever Yan Shuyue went, people called her "Little Saint Son".

Yan Shuyue had no choice but to let everyone take advantage of this to be happy.

"Wuhen... How are senior brother Wuhen and senior master doing?"

Yan Shuyue only remembered that Huangque had woken up a month ago, but she still refused to see her for some reason.

Yan Shuyue can only fight on the battlefield every day, and she has not heard any news until now.

"Go see him."

The Holy Lord paused and said to her.

"Can we go see it now?!"

Yan Shuyue didn't expect that the Holy Lord would bring her such good news, but after she was happy, she suddenly reacted with a stiff smile on her face——

"No, Master, has he... already decided?"

The Holy Master did not answer.

Yan Shuyue turned around and ran away. After running a few steps, she felt it was too slow and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A moment later she appeared outside a certain stone room.

When she opened the door and went in, she saw Feng Wuhen and... Huangque sitting in a blood-red coffin.

The two of them didn't know what they said, and they both had the same indifference on their faces.

Feng Wuhen stood up and walked to Yan Shuyue's side. He looked back at Huangque and then at Yan Shuyue, "Yueyue, I'll go out and wait for you."

This was the first time that Feng Wuhen gave in because of someone else.

After saying this, he walked out directly.

Yan Shuyue stood there, but felt that her feet were as heavy as a thousand pounds and she could not walk at all.

"Master..."

She looked at the man who was pale and his body was starting to become a little transparent, and the expression on his face suddenly couldn't help but move.

"You... want to fuse?"

Huangque waved to her, "Come here, don't just stand at the door."

After Yan Shuyue finally walked up to him, he slowly said: "I don't want to merge, but I have no choice. From the moment I met him, this ending has been destined. If we don't merge, I will disappear completely. "

He stretched out his hand to show Yan Shuyue, "Look, they've all started to disappear."

Yan Shuyue pursed her lips in discomfort, staring at his transparent hands, almost daring not to speak.

"Don't worry. The best result is for me to merge with him. At least after we merge, he can truly break through this world, reach the realm of transcendence, and then ascend to the upper world."

"The catastrophe in Tianlan Continent is just because it cannot bear our existence. As long as we leave, this catastrophe will naturally disappear."

Yan Shuyue still didn't speak. She didn't want to think about whether Huang Que was telling the truth or not.

She only knew that if they merged, the master's consciousness would disappear completely.

There may no longer be "deserted" in this world.

"This natural disaster is caused by us, good disciple, as long as you always remember me as master, my master's name will never disappear."

"Yueyue, it is impossible for him and I to fuse, but because of you, we will choose to fuse anyway. Don't be sad. All of this is our voluntary choice." (End of Chapter)