In the early summer of Tianzhou, the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the bridge of the holy lake, and Mo Xiaoya and Mo Xiaolin were on the bridge.

There was also Wen Qiming and Yiqing's grandfather who was kidnapped.

In their eyes, Wang Chuxuan, who came to the bridge at this moment, seemed to have become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Similarly, when Wang Chuxuan came to the bridge, he couldn't imagine that he, a person who couldn't even beat a martial artist, would come to exchange for hostages alone.

What happened was: After Mo Xiaolin entered the city that day, Wen Qiming used the sect to threaten the Zhao family, so that Yiqing's father gave up his small and big and forced Yiqing's grandfather away, and then Yiqing's grandfather became a hostage in a remote place, and then let the academy know with a little message, Wen Qiming thought that Yiqing was his girlfriend, as long as he guarded near Yiqing's house, he could force Wang Chuxuan to go out of the city alone without attracting the attention of others.

Wang Chuxuan really went out of the city alone, and Wang Chuxuan unfortunately stood at the dangerous bridgehead.

Fate is always like this, being prepared for danger in times of peace is the norm, and this day also showed him the hideous and terrifying side of the world for the first time.

As soon as Wang Chuxuan came to the bridge, Mo Xiaoya's eyes were bloody, and she stretched out her hand to grab the void and pulled it, and dragged Wang Chuxuan to her side, Wang Chuxuan was grabbed by the neck after a dizziness, and the crow on her shoulder was frightened, and immediately flew away after watching it for a while.

Wang Chuxuan suddenly felt the violent anger coming to his face, his neck was extremely painful, his face was flushed and it was difficult to breathe, Wang Chuxuan grabbed her arm with both hands, pulled and twisted the hammer hard, still couldn't shake it, kicked and kicked the woman opposite, but she didn't move at all, as if hitting the iron.

Mo Xiaoya seemed to have awakened the darkness in her heart, staring at Wang Chuxuan with red eyes.

Mo Xiaolin, Wen Qiming, and Yiqing's grandfather also felt that the temperature around them dropped rapidly, and their hairs stood on end and shivered coldly, Mo Xiaolin looked at the two in front of him in horror, and for the first time felt that his sister had really become a demon.

Mo Xiaoya seemed to have some doubts in her eyes, and began to look Wang Chuxuan up and down.

Wang Chuxuan only felt that this gaze was as cold as frost, his heart was like falling into an ice cellar, this incomparably beautiful woman was like a poisonous snake preparing to attack, her gaze was swimming over him, but she would definitely attack at some point and swallow him alive.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoya screamed at Wang Chuxuan, glared at him and asked in surprise, "What about twelve?"

Wang Chuxuan's scalp suddenly went numb, and he thought of what the person in the world who was the same as himself had said to him: I am twelve, the most evil yin spirit in this world, there are so many people who want to kill you, will you also die soon?

Wang Chuxuan's heart fell into the extremely cold abyss with a thud, and his body gradually felt weak, was he going to die? He came to redeem Yiqing's grandfather, but who knew that he would be suffocated to death before he could be saved.

Although Mo Xiaoya was puzzled, she was still not ready to let go, if Wang Chuxuan died, then maybe she would die if she found the wrong person, if she found the right one, then Twelve would save this body, and she would still kill him.

It can be described as nine deaths, whether Wang Chuxuan can live by himself, he doesn't know, but he doesn't want to die, whether it is in the past life or in this life, he has a strong desire to survive.

There was a saying in the previous life: "Success is also stormy, and defeat is also stormy." ”

Wang Chuxuan didn't know why he thought of this, but he felt that something was awakened in his heart, and he was eager to grasp something.

Feeling something, the quiet moon blade behind Wang Chuxuan immediately flew over his head on its own and slashed down at Mo Xiaoya's arm.

Mo Xiaoya frowned and grabbed the moon blade with her empty hand.

Moonblade struggled for a moment before returning to composure.

As soon as Mo Xiaoya's hand was released, Wang Chuxuan fell to the ground in response, crawled on the ground and coughed.

Mo Xiaoya held the moon blade with both hands, and there was actually a hint of vigilance.

Mo Xiaoya's eyes were sharp, and she stroked the moon blade.

She called Mo Xiaolin to her side to stand, and a breath of blood rushed towards the blade.

Mo Xiaolin immediately knew his sister's intentions, she found Twelve, and wanted to pass on the power to him, it seems that the sister found this knife.

Mo Xiaolin stood nervously beside the tip of the knife, and a purple aura flowed out of the strange knife body.

Mo Xiaolin exclaimed: "Seven stages of qi." ”

Mo Xiaoya looked at this huge force solemnly, and the purple brilliance would be reflected in the dark surface of the lake.

She took a breath, stretched out her hand and pushed hard, there were beads of sweat on her head, and the breath entered Mo Xiaolin's body very reluctantly.

A crescent moon appeared on Mo Xiaolin's forehead, and when Mo Xiaolin opened his eyes, his eyes actually turned vertical, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted.

Suddenly, a chill hit, and Wang Chuxuan shuddered.

Mo Xiaoya pointed the moon blade at him and said, "Tell me! Twelve is dead, and the origin of this knife." ”

Wang Chuxuan thought to himself, it seems that there is no need to hide it.

He replied, "Twelve must be dead, his power must have entered this knife, and there was a man with a mask who was very powerful, and turned him into this knife." ”

Mo Xiaoya was terrified in her heart, there was actually a human powerhouse in this world who could control the twelve, and he turned him into a knife, and suddenly became vigilant, she didn't expect that there were masters in this small country, and she suddenly felt that she had come to a place where she shouldn't come.

Mo Xiaoya's brows tightened, masters can judge whether ordinary people are lying by their breath and the sound of their hearts, Wang Chuxuan's speech is clear, thinking that the master with the mask is indeed a person, she just used great strength to transfer the power to her younger brother, in order to ensure that he can use it completely, she even formed a power symbiosis seal.

This technique is extremely expensive, and if the power fluctuations here disturb the master, it will be very dangerous to think about.

Mo Xiaoya lowered her face and said to Wang Chuxuan: "You listen to me, this knife has been recognized, I can't help it! So I won't kill you today, but I will only give you five years, and what I say below is related to your life;

First: You must reach the strength of more than five dan in five years;

Second: you are to kill at least a thousand people in five years;

Third: Duel me at the Sacred Lake in five years;

If I promise these three articles, I can spare your life, and if I have any less in five years, I will not only kill you, but also slaughter the whole country, and kill all the people and feed the dogs. ”

Mo Xiaoya's tone was slowly flat, but Wang Chuxuan couldn't suppress his fear, deep down in his heart, he just wanted to live at the moment.

As soon as the idea came to him, a contract was imprinted in his mind, and the blood-soaked paper in his mind was drawn with unintelligible words, but he somehow knew exactly what was written on it.

The paper read: Holy Covenant!

The Killing Pact is made, and the signatories are accepted: the Twelve Demons of Death.

Challenger: Eleven Blood Demons.

The covenant of life and death shall not be deviated from.

Those who disobey shall be punished for eternity and shall fall into the realm of demons forever.