After the fall, the fairies caught me and repaid their debts

When He Ange first came to Feng Yuan's command, he was basically treated like this.

Later, it was He Ange who tried to say that he wanted to return to the fairy gate, and Feng Yuan knew that the young man in front of him was an immortal cultivator of the Saint Xu Sect. If He Ange didn't say anything, maybe Feng Yuan would really treat him as a servant, and let He Ange live in the abyss all his life I will accompany her to relieve her fatigue.

Feng Yuan thought about it, let He Ange go, and handed him some exercises and evil pills along the way.

Perhaps since then, she has had a plan for He Ange to steal the Holy Xuzong scroll.

But at that time, she didn't know He Ange's strength, so she didn't tell He Ange about such a long-term and heavy thing, so as not to leak the news.

Before leaving, He Ange boldly asked Feng Yuan if he could pick a Thousand Mountain Snow Lotus and take it away.

Feng Yuan looked at him strangely, as if you were in someone else's house and asked if you could pick a weed from the corner of the wall and take it away...

Feng Yuan agreed.

Qianshan snow lotus is everywhere under the abyss, and there is simply too much to pick.

He Ange immediately regretted it, he felt that he should ask for a few more, anyway, the master doesn't regard this thing as a treasure at all.

But it doesn't matter.

Qianshan Snow Lotus, it doesn't make sense for He Ange to take too much.

Now that He Ange has been reduced to a useless person, even if he becomes a true disciple, he will be ridiculed by others.

he thinks,

As long as he can pick a snow lotus and give it to his senior sister, it will be his biggest gain in this secret realm.

……

The trial in the northern secret realm is only open for seven days and seven nights.

If there are still disciples who have not left the secret realm during this period, the secret realm portal will be closed by itself, and all disciples who have not returned will be defaulted to disappear and die in battle.

But until the seventh day, An Luoyi did not leave.

On the seventh day, the snow was very windy in the secret realm, and the silver-haired fairy stood alone on the only way to leave the secret realm. If she didn't leave, no matter how many disciples of immortal cultivators passed by her, she would not care, and stood alone in the heavy snow. In the swirling snow-capped mountains.

An Luoyi is waiting.

She wanted to wait for He Ange to come back. If He Ange didn't come back, she would not leave even if the secret realm was closed. She would stay in the secret realm until the day she found He Ange.

During this period, many disciples of Xianxiu came to persuade her, saying that the elder and the head were dying of anxiety outside the door, begging her to get out quickly.

But she just didn't listen. An Luoyi was stubborn since she was a child, and she decided not to leave even if she died.

Everyone couldn't persuade her. Seeing that there were only a few hours left before the secret realm closed, people left helplessly, ignoring this stubborn daughter of destiny.

An Luoyi, obviously has a proud talent for swordsmanship, and obviously has a unparalleled ice spirit vein, but it's a pity that he has to die in a secret realm waiting for a junior brother who has already died...

The last half hour.

Everyone thought that An Luoyi was going to be trapped in a secret realm, and countless disciples of immortal cultivators gathered in front of the gate, seeing that the silver-haired fairy was about to be buried in heavy snow.

But at this moment, the fairy suddenly moved.

She crossed the thick snow and kept running towards the depths of the secret realm——

"He Ange!"

Seeing that the boy was about to fall to the ground, An Luoyi picked him up at the last moment. She held the boy on her shoulders, but she could no longer feel the boy's warmth.

This is abnormal.

In the past, An Luoyi hugged He Ange to sleep at night, and the boy was as warm as a small stove. He is a blood spirit, and it should be easy for He Ange to control the temperature of his blood, but now he is covered in ice like a dead.

"Haha... I thought I would never see Senior Sister again..."

The boy lay on the body of his senior sister, smiling heartlessly.

He seemed completely unaware of how dangerous he was.

But for He Ange at that time, he didn't care about his own life or death anymore, he had already become a useless person anyway, death might be a kind of relief for He Ange.

He just wanted to give the only snow lotus in his body that was still valuable to his senior sister.

"Senior sister, what do you think this is?"

The boy raised his frostbitten hand, and in his palm was a blood-stained extremely cold lotus flower.

Because Qianshan snow lotus is a material of extreme cold, he hugged the snow lotus in his arms, the cold air had completely taken away the boy's body temperature, frostbite his body and even his veins.

The fairy looked at the snow lotus, her heart trembled, tears could not stop falling down her face.

She didn't understand why he could still laugh.

Is a snow lotus worth He Ange's life to pick?

"Do you like it? It's for senior sister." He handed the snow lotus to the girl.

But it just made the girl shed more tears, "Idiot...Is this what I want! I want you to come back alive!"

"I'm also angry... The eldest lady is still... difficult to serve..."

"I don't want it! You are about to throw it away, you will be frozen to death by it..."

"You are afraid of my death, so just accept it for me."

An Luoyi turned her head and looked at the smiling young man in disbelief. It's been such a long time, yet he's still teasing herself to be happy.

Is he a fool?

An Luoyi never thought that she was more important than life in He Ange's heart. She thought that cultivation and immortality were the most important things in a person's life, but she never thought... Compared with spiritual veins, talent, and immortality, He Ange Don't care, he has more romantic pursuits.

Ever since she was a child, even when her mother died of illness, An Luoyi never shed so many tears.

Her values ​​were shaken by him.

In that secret realm, the boy's smiling face and the blood-stained snow lotus, she will never forget it in her life.

An Luoyi accepted Xuelian and said no more, she only wanted to lead He Ange out of the secret realm.

Boom boom boom!

Seeing that the gate of the secret realm was close in front of them, but at this time the snow mountains on both sides collapsed again, and the ground was torn apart, and a huge abyss worm broke through the ground and stood in front of the two of them. There is less than one stick of incense left.

"Senior Sister, don't take me with you—"

He was about to speak.

But at the same time, a terrifying icy air erupted from the girl's body, and the avalanches on both sides were so frightened by the frosty air that they did not dare to collapse again, and were forced to stay in place.

The girl raised her head and stared at the giant worm coldly.

roll.

She only said one word, and the abyss worm trembled all over, as if he understood it, and burrowed back into the ground in a panic.

This scene was witnessed by all the disciples outside the secret realm, including the elders, and shocked the whole world.

The next day, "An Luoyi" of Shengxuzong was selected into the true biography.

In the notarized assessment, the elders of all the immortal sects passed it unanimously.

……

The northern ice field, the blood moon forbidden land.

Tonight's Blood Moon Forbidden Land is full of corpses of demon cultivators lying all over the mountains and plains.

At the end of the corpse road, there is a witch in black dress walking gracefully.

Surrounded by a blood-red curved crescent blade, the Witch manipulated the crescent blade like a shepherd, slaughtering recklessly on the battlefield, and has reaped hundreds of thousands of lives so far.

Originally, the witch's hair color was black.

But now, with the number of murders and the accumulation of the development of the devil's energy, the blood color has gradually spread upward along the witch's hair, and the black hair has turned into a sickly pale. Now the witch's long shawl hair has been completely dyed pale Gradient color blended with blood.

Mu Yanli at this moment.

She is worthy of the name, the blood moon witch who is really famous in the devil world.

The blood moon double spiritual veins, capable of function protection, can be called the only violent existence in the devil world.

She stepped on the corpses of countless demon cultivators, continued to walk forward, and finally stopped in front of the first holy son of Yu Mozong who was seriously injured.

She lifted the hair of the Holy Son to make him look directly at her, and the witch narrowed her magic pupils slightly, a little funny and disdainful:

"Who gave you the courage to command the Demon Sect to lead troops to visit the Blood Moon Forbidden Area?"

"I haven't killed people for too long, I really think that anyone can step on my blood jade forbidden land, right?"

The witch's gaze was cold and depressing, and the Holy Son was almost terrified, terrified.

But even so, he closed his eyes and cursed loudly:

"Damn it, didn't your Yuezong kill my junior brother Yechen first!"

"What's more, I was just ordered to ask you for an explanation, and I had no intention of declaring war! But what about you? Without further ado, I killed all the demon cultivators I brought! Don't you have the slightest chance to receive guests? Li? You crazy woman!"

He spoke with fury.

But the witch just said coldly:

"The moment you lead your troops into the blood moon forbidden area, you have already declared war. Do you think you can scare me, Mu Yanli, with this group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp?"

"I, I didn't mean that..."

"Furthermore, I don't know how Yechen died. He has nothing to do with me. I've clarified it many times. Could it be that you Yumozong don't understand human speech?"

"You fart! People from our Demonic Sect have seen it with our own eyes, and even people from the Shengxu Sect have spread the word that it was your witch's damn brother who betrayed my sect, causing our Royal Demonic Sect to suffer heavy losses! And you, Mu Yanli, are the mastermind behind everything!"

What the witch didn't expect was that the holy son of the Yumo sect actually said it firmly, not like a lie.

Instead of being angry, Mu Yanli was more curious now.

She narrowed her magic pupils slightly, and murmured:

"You said, my younger brother killed Yechen?"

As for the word "brother", Mu Yanli said it clenching his teeth.

She recalled the dusty memories long ago, as well as the face of a certain dead boy.

Because apart from that young man, she doesn't have any other "brothers". There are indeed people in Yuezong who call her Senior Sister, but Mu Yanli has always treated those people as subordinate servants. There is no such thing as Mu Yanli. Granted, no one dares to publicize that he is Mu Yanli's younger brother, let alone "younger brother".

"Why, you have already said this, and you still refuse to admit it?" The Son was still annoyed.

But Mu Yanli's tone was much lighter: "What's his name?"

"It seems that the surname is He..."

"What does he look like?" Her magic eyes flickered, and her tone was anxious without delay.

Shengzi was grabbed by his hair, his scalp was almost torn off, and he screamed in pain.

"He! He he he! He seems to be about 1.7 meters tall, always wears a mask, likes to wear white Taoist robes, has a handsome face, sword eyebrows and star eyes... the cultivation base of the late foundation establishment!"

"—!"

Click.

Mu Yanli snapped off the Son's head.

She stood up, the corners of her lips raised, showing a long-lost smile, and the violet magic pupils began to overflow with scarlet blood, and she was extremely excited.

"He Ange, you really are not dead!"

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have grown up too. You dare to use my name to assassinate the Holy Son of the Demon Sect..."

"Yes, you can do it. I did promise you the name Mu Yanli."

I don't know whether it's a long smile of joy, or a smile of anger, but the witch's smile is a little sick and cold.

She raised her hand violently, and at the same time, the blood of countless corpses on the battlefield was drawn into the air, gathering towards the palm of the witch.

Within half a stick of incense, a blood jade demon sword created from fresh blood gathered in the hands of the witch.

Not only that, as the blood continued to gather, the entire Blood Jade Forbidden Land began to be filled with a scarlet evil light, blood mist rose everywhere, and even the bright moon was shrouded in blood mist into a red moon.

"He Ange, my sister is waiting for you here, and I will wait for you to take revenge."

"When you come, I will definitely teach you about the real usage of blood spirit veins—"

After the words fell, the witch suddenly knelt down and thrust the Blood Jade Demon Sword into the ground.

In the next second, the blood gathered to form scarlet sword energy and erupted to the ground, and a feast of blood erupted around the witch like a waterfall.