The Vicious Female Partner Was So Angry That She Cried

The Mozu's counterattack against the right way came fiercely and overwhelmingly. But within a few days, Demon Zun Yinzhuo issued a battle statement to the entire world of Xiu Xian, and half a month later, Yu Langweiya fought to the death.

As soon as the battle book came out, all schools of righteousness were shocked.

On the one hand, the demons behave insidiously, and they have always acted fiercely and insidiously. The behavior of the next battle is too "open and upright" for them.

On the other hand, it is aimed at the devil's heart. Except for Yan Ruiguang and Ruan Lutang, only a few elders of Yuanyang Palace knew about the theft of the spirit key. Therefore, when the Demon Sovereign awakens, outsiders only treat him as a fluke, even if he doesn't die, he will have to lose half of his skin.

But Yin Zhuo changed hands and released the seal of the war, not only for the entire world of immortality.

For a time there was a lot of discussion in the immortal world, and the whole thing became everyone's after-dinner talk. At the center of public opinion, besides Yin Zhuo, it was Yan Ruiguang, the lord of Yuanyang Palace.

In the battle between the demons and the immortal world a hundred years ago, Yin Zhuo was sealed by the formation and the spirit key, and the original Yuanyang Palace Lord Yan Xuzhi was also martyred. In a situation where there is no leader among the dragons, Yan Ruiguang was hurriedly promoted as the new head of the Yuanyang Palace.

In the following hundred years, the demons never invaded again. In the calm and peaceful atmosphere, the doubts about Yan Ruiguang gradually became louder.

Some say that his mediocre qualifications are just that he is not worthy of being in charge of Yuanyang Palace, and that he did not contribute to Yuanyang Palace during his reign.

Although it was mostly the gossip of the restaurant and teahouse, it still fell into Yan Ruiguang's ears and took root in his heart.

"Slashing demons and eliminating demons, for the good of the world, I must go to the Yuanyang Palace in the first battle of Wave End Cliff!" Yan Ruiguang, the elder under the stage, said with awe-inspiring justice.

The elders looked solemn and no one spoke. Only Ruan Lutang looked at Yan Ruiguang who was excited and reminded him: "Yin Zhuo has always conspired the most, and there is no reason for sudden change of sex. There may be fraud in the decisive battle, so please think twice about the palace lord."

Yan Ruiguang frowned: "It's about the two realms of right and devil, how can it be a child's play?" He didn't seem to listen to the opposing words, and walked broadly: "My Yuanyang Palace has always taken the mission of killing demons and eliminating demons. Yin Zhuo has a tyrannical temperament, and the demons do a lot of evil, killing countless innocents. After half a month, even if the entire Yuanyang Palace is exhausted, he will be strangled on the cliff at the end of the wave!"

"Teacher──"

Ruan Lutang wanted to persuade him again, and just opened his mouth, he was drunk by Yan Ruiguang again.

"You are drinking and admiring the moon in the Wanxing Building all day, and you ignore the affairs of the palace for a long time. Why are you so eager today?" Yan Ruiguang was so dizzy by those gossips and thoughts that he should do something earth-shattering and prestigious, to hinder him. Ruan Lutang, who is of her great cause, spoke with a bit more acrimonious tone, "Junior Sister didn't care about Yuanyang Palace affairs before, and I don't need to care about it in the future."

He stared straight at Ruan Lutang, and lowered his voice: "The only thing you have to do is to look after your good disciple, and don't lose your life for her."

Yan Ruiguang played both soft and hard, and Ruan Lutang naturally wouldn't be boring when he talked about it.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Yan Ruiguang with her arms folded, adding a little indifferent tone to her tone: "The brother taught me that I have to talk a lot. I will go back to the Wanxing Building and guard the Yanxing."

Yan Ruiguang insisted on going his own way, and the elders had their own considerations. Only the disciples in the palace were in high spirits, shouting the slogans of exorcism loudly, and flexing his hands just waiting to show off his skills.

Yan Xing seemed to have been infected by this fanatical atmosphere. He was extremely excited, and wiped his sword with a black eye under his eyes.

Ruan Lutang watched her polish the long sword brightly, and then slowly said, "We won't go to the first battle at the end of the wave."

"Not going?" Yan Xing suddenly raised his head to look at her, almost throwing away the sword in his hand, "Why!"

Ruan Lutang looked at her with his arm supported, his face full of hatred for iron and steel: "It's not because your cultivation base is always not growing. After so many months of cultivation, you can understand the third level of Yuanyang swordsmanship. Don't. To compare with your senior, it means to randomly order a second-level disciple in the palace, and the cultivation base is more diligent than you. If you are allowed to go to the cliff at the end of the wave, the monsters will not hurt a few, so you will not have to be distracted, which is not worthwhile. "

Yan Xing's true cultivation base was actually comparable to Yun Hong, and she naturally was not convinced by Ruan Lutang's words. But there is no way, who made her pretend to be too indifferent, the weak girl, and accidentally cheated herself.

She grinds her teeth, bit Ruan Lutang a few bites in her heart, and then asked: "Then Master, will Master go to Langwei Cliff?"

Ruan Lutang lay down on the hammock, grabbed the book and put it on his face, and answered very simply, "No."

"Oh..." Tan Xing stood tangled for a while, hesitantly squatted next to Ruan Lutang, and after a few coughs, he did not persuade him naturally, "I'm afraid it's not good if you don't do this kind of thing. Others will gossip. Yes, Master, you should go..."

She stretched out her hand to pull the book Ruan Lutang used for sunshade. Just as she pulled a corner of the book, Ruan Lutang opened it with a flick of her hand.

Ruan Lutang stretched out his hand and pressed the book to his face, and said, "Tsk, kids, don't care about adults."

Yan Xing paused, and even began to regret why he had to talk more to persuade Ruan Lutang.

She stood up, relying on Ruan Lutang's invisible teeth and claws, and punched her severely: "Oh!"

...

The half-month period was fleeting, and Yan Ruiguang arrived as scheduled. The waves of the end of the cliff gathered people from all sects, and at a glance, they were all black and overwhelming.

In contrast, Yuanyang Palace is much bleak. Yan Ruiguang took away the elders and a few elite disciples, leaving only a large number of ordinary disciples who were not very advanced to guard.

Therefore, when Ruan Lutang heard the call to kill, the air was already filled with the smell of blood like rust.

The bodies of Yuanyang Palace disciples fell to the ground without dignity in various postures, their lifeless eyes widened, and only the blood under them was slowly spreading outward, proclaiming that this was a fresh experience. massacre.

Ruan Lutang shortly closed the eyes of the disciple closest to him, stood up in silence and looked at the opposite side. Yin Zhuo sneered with his sword, and the blood on the sword dripped a small ditch under his feet along the blood trough. Behind him was a small group of demons covered in black robes, each hand stained with blood, and they were waiting.

"Ruan Lutang, we're seeing each other again." Yin Zhuo had a scar on his face, slanted across his right eye, and twisted with a grinning smile. He looked at Ruan Lutang viciously, his eyes gloomy, "Speaking of my eyes, I still worship you."

Ruan Lutang looked at him without speaking. What Yin Zhuo was talking about was a hundred years ago. Although she reviewed it in her memory, she didn't experience it personally. Ruan Lutang was not interested in putting on a posture of bitter hatred.

Her indifference seemed to annoy Yin Zhuo. He took Ruan Lutang's glance deeply, and his gaze shifted behind her. Then he smiled sadly.

"Shaoxing," he chewed these two words slowly and hard, "you are a great hero of my demons."

Ruan Lutang didn't turn his head, but from the corner of his eye, he noticed that Yan Xing trembled all over, and glanced at her uncomfortably.

"Quickly, come here." Yin Zhuo was still smiling, beckoning to her kindly.

Yan Xing walked past Ruan Lutang stiffly, deliberately controlling the expression of not looking at her, and walked straight to Yin Zhuo, yelling in a low voice: "Mozun..."

Yin Zhuoyu praised with a smile: "If you hadn't found the way to the inside of Yuanyang Palace, we wouldn't have sneaked in so smoothly."

He was talking to Yan Xing, but his eyes were fixed on Ruan Lutang, trying to catch her reaction when she discovered that she had been betrayed by the closest disciple.

But he was disappointed in the end. Ruan Lutang was not shocked by this, but instead asked, "Is the battle at Wave End Cliff really your scam?"

"How can it be a scam? I only said that I was going to fight to the death at Waves End Cliff, but I didn't say that I was going to fight to the death with them. They have to misunderstand me in a self-righteous manner, then it is none of my business."

Yin Zhuo's fingers gently buckled the handle of the sword a few times, and he smiled, "Don't worry, my demon clan left and right ambassador has gone to the battle. They won't be able to come back for a while."

"That's it..." Ruan Lutang breathed a long sigh of relief, "Your envoys and demon generals are in charge of the cliff at the end of the wave, and you are bringing a group of small friends to deal with me and the star. It's not bad, but it's evenly matched. "

As soon as Ruan Lutang said this, Yan Xing looked up and down Ruan Lutang several times in shock, suspecting that she had been hit too hard and fainted for a while. Otherwise, how could she still put herself into her camp?

Yin Zhuo was also eclipsed by her words: "When you die, you still have a hard mouth. I want to see how hard you can be!"

"Xing Xing, if you think you are meritorious to the Demon Race, Ruan Lutang will leave it to you." His eyelids rolled up, looking like a thirsty fish, "Don't let me and your master down."

"I..." Yan Xing's heart tightened, and the metal sword hilt made a few marks in the palm of her hand, but she didn't notice it.

Seeing that the star was lingering, a black-robed man behind Yin Zhuo stepped forward slightly and shouted in a low voice: "These immortal cultivators are all the same, and you have forgotten how your parents died. !"

"I didn't forget, of course I didn't!" Yan Xing suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of hatred.

Ruan Lutang frowned and looked at her trembling back, and couldn't help but yelled: "Xing Xing──"

Tan Xing turned around when he heard the sound, staring at Ruan Lutang, and muttered: "My parents were victimized by the wicked. Fortunately, they neglected my existence for a while, so that I could survive and survive in the world alone. "

She repeated what she had told Ruan Lutang before, and suddenly grinned, even though the smile was uglier than crying: "Master, you also think they are hateful, don't you? But do you know? Those people are not demons. It’s you cultivators."

Tan Xing was almost gritted his teeth and roared: "It's just because my parents are monsters, those people killed them indiscriminately. You immortals are like this, full of benevolence and morality, but in fact, you are killing monsters against demons. His hands are stained with more blood than anyone else!"

"You are all the same!"

As she said, she suddenly raised her sword and flew towards Ruan Lutang. The tip of the sword pointed directly at Ruan Lutang's heart. As long as the sword hits, Ruan Lutang would either die or be injured.

Facing such a swift offensive, Ruan Lutang didn't even move, neither evasive nor counterattack, but looked at Yanxing softly.

Tan Xing caught a glimpse of her look, and as soon as her movements stopped, Yin Zhuo's voice sounded again: "Don't be fooled by their hypocrisy." Tan Xing's breathing was stagnant, and the sword pierced more quickly.

At the moment Ruan Lutang's heart was pierced, she had not had time to realize whether the emotion that was so strong that it could drown her was sadness or joy, and she felt a burst of sweetness in her throat, followed by a sword-point image. She reached a transparent diaphragm, twisted for a few breaths, and bounced her whole body out in the next second.

When Yan Xing fell to the ground, the sweet blood in his throat was spit out, wet a small piece of mud.

This change happened so quickly that neither Yin Zhuo nor Yan Xing had time to react. She hesitated for a moment in the middle, but she wouldn't be back to this point...

Ruan Lutang seemed to have predicted this scene early, and as soon as the five fingers formed into claws were put and closed, a few spiritual powers sprang out from her fingertips, tying the five flowers of Yanxing. But in the blink of an eye, Yan Xing returned to her hand.

"You calculated it--" As soon as Yan Xing opened his mouth, he felt that a mouthful of blood was about to come up again.

"Hush!" Ruan Lutang pressed Tie Danxing's lips with his index finger, then turned his hand to embrace her in his arms, and at the same time he lifted his sleeves and repelled several monsters who were about to attack.

"It will be well soon." She gently touched the face of Dan Xing, and suddenly a three-inch-long silver needle protruded from her fingertips and pierced her heart!

The author has something to say: No matter what the world is disturbing, Yanxing vomits blood and don't disturb.

Thanks to the little angel who threw landmines: 1 deos;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Altaïr;