The Nine Reincarnations are Unleashed, and the Sickly Villain Heroine Arrives

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Since Li Changdao left, the time has been postponed for a whole month.

During this period, Li Qingyue also came many times, but was still helpless about Shen Shuqiu's current state.

When Li Changdao returned to the sect, he studied the demonic energy stolen from Shen Shuqiu every day, but he still had no clue.

In fact, the simplest way is to try to use the sharp sword energy to forcefully destroy the demonic energy hovering in the body.

Doing that would inevitably cause the demonic energy to counterattack, and Shen Shuqiu was a mortal. Naturally, Shen Shuqiu's body would not be able to withstand the impact of the two forces.

Li Changdao also thought of a way, that is, to find something that scares this demonic energy, but this method is as difficult as reaching the sky.

This demonic energy could even swallow up his True Qi in the Tribulation Realm. Li Changdao couldn't think of any aura that could make this demonic energy feel fearful.

Pei Rou pinned all her hopes on this Four-Elephant Sword Formation.

But as time went by, Pei Rou discovered that Shen Shuqiu's condition not only did not improve, but that a strong black energy reappeared on his face.

This immediately made Pei Rou anxious. She also understood at this moment that she could never continue to put her hope in others.

Just when Pei Rou didn't know what to do, she suddenly thought of something.

Thinking of that thing, Pei Rou's little face was filled with determination. Then Pei Rou lowered her body and took out a long box from under the bed.

This is the long sword that Shen Shuqiu brought with him to listen to Chunyu.

After Shen Shuqiu fell into coma, Pei Rou threw Ting Chunyu under the bed.

Pei Rou had witnessed with her own eyes the terrifying power exuded by this magic sword, and this sword had almost killed her brother.

Pei Rou resisted the knife in her heart. After the last incident, she also persuaded her brother to throw away the knife.

But Shen Shuqiu told her that this sword is the center of fate.

Pei Rou didn't understand what this sentence meant, but she knew that this might be the only way to save her brother.

Pei Rou stretched out her trembling hand and carefully held the scabbard.

Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and she seemed to be able to hear her own nervous breathing.

She gently pulled out Ting Chunyu, and the blade shone with cold light, like a ray of cold moonlight.

The snow-white blade reflected Pei Rou's pale little face, and there was a hint of determination in her eyes.

With the blade completely pulled out, Pei Rou seemed to be in a silent world, with only her and Ting Chunyu.

She felt the coldness of the knife, and at the same time she felt the trembling in her heart.

At this moment, she seemed to know her fate and made a decision.

"If you can save my brother, even if you drain my blood, I am willing."

Pei Rou looked at Chun Yu and said softly.

Then Pei Rou cut his palm resolutely, and blood poured out instantly.

Pei Rou's little face was immediately entangled with pain, but she did not stop there and allowed the blood to flow out.

As long as he could save his brother, Pei Rou would do anything to drain her blood.

As the bright red blood continuously poured into the magic knife, the blade began to tremble slightly, as if a mysterious force was awakening.

Blood flowed along the handle of the knife, gradually covering the entire blade, forming a strange layer of blood.

Suddenly, a flash of red light suddenly appeared from the blade, like a burning flame, instantly dyeing the surrounding space with a scarlet color.

The red light flickered and jumped, seeming to echo with the blood, exuding a palpitating aura.

Under the illumination of red light, the lines and carvings of the magic knife are clearly visible, as if endless terror and evil are hidden.

The surface of the blade shone with a coquettish light, and a low buzzing sound could be heard vaguely, as if the soul of the blade was roaring in a low voice.

Clang.

A loud sound of swords suddenly sounded in the room.

At this moment, Ting Chunyu had woken up due to the injection of Pei Rou's blood, but it did not trigger the release of the seal.

The magic sword Ting Chunyu can be used in Shen Shuqiu's hands because of the authority granted by the system, and Pei Rou, as the true master of the magic sword, naturally does not need the power of the system.

Pei Rou's face was pale, and she was shaking due to the flow of blood.

She clearly caught a hint of excitement from the sound of the knife.

Just like last time, a feeling of familiarity arose in my heart.

Chun Yu was trembling slightly in Pei Rou's hands, as if he was conveying some message to her.

Pei Rou, on the other hand, stared at the spring rain in her hands in disbelief.

He actually understood what Mo Dao Ting Chun Yu meant.

Mo Dao heard that Chun Yu was actually calling her master affectionately at this moment.

Ting Chunyu also discovered at this moment that Pei Rou seemed to be unable to fully control it, and the blade suddenly burst out with a force that enveloped Pei Rou.

This blood energy that was extremely fierce in the eyes of others was like a spring breeze blowing on the face, gently caressing Pei Rou's heart.

"Although I don't know why you call me master, I hope you can save my brother, even if it means death, I am willing to do so."

Pei Rou looked at the magic knife and listened to Chunyu with hope in her eyes.

When Demon Sword heard Chun Yu's words, a feeling of disgust and displeasure suddenly erupted in the blade.

"I know you can save my brother. My brother is the most important person in my life. If my brother is gone, I can't be alone in this world."

Although Pei Rou didn't understand why Mo Dao Ting Chunyu disliked Shen Shuqiu, she also knew in disguise that Ting Chunyu must have a solution.

The magic sword trembled slightly when Chun Yu heard it in Pei Rou's hand, as if it was coquettishly coquettishly showing off to her.

The person who heard that important sentence was as jealous as a child at this moment.

But after listening to Chun Yu, Demon Sword still let out a bloody aura and rushed towards Shen Shuqiu.

Mo Dao Ting Chun Yu had no intention of rescuing Shen Shuqiu.

It was brought to Shen Shuqiu by a mysterious force and met its owner Pei Rou decades in advance.

That power once told Ting Chunyu that only when Shen Shuqiu dies can it truly return to Pei Rou's hands.

So Ting Chunyu was looking forward to when Shen Shuqiu would die every day.

Every time he holds it in his hand, Chun Yu feels like a yellow-flowered Chinese cabbage being swallowed by a pig.

But at this moment, it didn't want its owner to be sad, so it decided to help Shen Shuqiu.

When the bloody aura of the demon knife was injected into Shen Shuqiu's body.

The demonic energy that could swallow up the True Qi of the Tribulation Realm suddenly trembled, as if it was suppressed by blood, and he immediately crawled at his feet.

Demon Sword heard a hint of disdain in Chun Yu's aura, and did not look at this overbearing and strange demonic energy at all.

The moment Mo Dao Ting Chun Yu woke up, he noticed that this was the aura belonging to the Blood Ming Bead.

The Blood Underworld Pearl is the incarnation of the Blood Sea Prison from the Netherworld Demon Realm, and Ting Chunyu has gathered the power of the entire Netherworld Demon Realm.

In its eyes, the Blood Nether Pearl was like an ant, weak and vulnerable.

The Demon Sword showed no mercy to Chun Yu, and directly dissipated the demonic energy of the Blood Ming Pearl. It didn't even bother to swallow it, and was destroyed along with the Four Elephant Sword Formation.

Shen Shuqiu's body trembled slightly, and the black air that had filled his body dissipated like smoke.

His skin gradually returned to its original color and was no longer shrouded in darkness.

At the same time, a trace of vitality, like the drizzle of spring, gently fell on his body and slowly penetrated into his body.

His chest began to rise and fall slightly, and his breathing gradually became steady and strong.

Pei Rou's face suddenly lit up with joy, and with a "clang" sound, the magic knife was thrown to the ground by Chun Yu.

Listen to Chunyu: "..."

Pei Rou's movements were anxious, yet extremely gentle. Her eyelashes trembled slightly like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, and there was longing that could not be hidden in her red eyes.