The holy covenant must kill one person every 100 days, otherwise he will suffer from ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

Wang Chuxuan wailed, "You want me...... Killing?"

Mo Xiaoya said without hesitation: "Twelve selections, you inherit the death demon! ”

The chill on the woman in front of him subsided, and Wang Chuxuan knew that he would not be killed today, but he was uneasy in his heart.

A contract with a dangerous aura lurked in his mind to ask him to kill, and the contract in his mind turned into a sharp blade, no matter where he looked, the sharp blade would hang in front of his eyes, only an inch in size but gave people a cold feeling, as if he was going to stab himself at any time, but it did not affect his vision at all.

Mo Xiaoya warned: "Remember, at the beginning, the Holy Deed was punished every 100 days, and the more it reaches the five-year contract, the faster it will be activated. ”

After speaking, the knife was still on the ground, and he turned around and walked away with Mo Xiaolin in his arms.

Seeing this, Wen Qiming pushed Yiqing's grandfather to Wang Chuxuan's side.

Wen Qiming's voice came from neither a man nor a woman: "According to the rules, this old man is yours, my brother's account has my master come forward, we are cleared, get out!"

And when they had said that, they passed over them and went toward the south.

Yiqing's grandfather is a person who is used to seeing the world, although he doesn't understand what they are talking about, but he knows that the person in front of him is here to take him back.

looked at the handsome young man in front of him, he never knew this person, he couldn't imagine that he was tied up and rescued by a strange child, it was very inexplicable, but he vaguely felt that he couldn't get rid of this kid on the ground.

The old man helped Wang Chuxuan and asked with concern, "Child, are you okay?" ”

Wang Chuxuan looked at this ordinary old man who had been waiting for forty years, and the old man's obsession still made him feel a little admiration and sympathy, but in the end, he finally saved people and made him feel at ease, looking at the old man, he kept wondering why he was kidnapped, and Yiqing was still waiting for him in Beicheng to inform the old man.

The old man raised his head and sighed: "Okay, there is only one hope left in Yiqing's life, she is out of touch with these people who can't be provoked, and today I will admit it even if I die." ”

Wang Chuxuan didn't reply, the sharp blade hanging in front of him was extremely cold, he sighed, glanced at the holy lake and said, "Let's go back." ”

The two of them had their own things to talk about on the road, and halfway through the road, they met Yiqing and the dean who were out of the city, and the crow was flying in front of them.

The crow saw Wang Chuxuan flying at great speed from afar, and after circling a few times, it landed on Chu Xuan's shoulder.

Wang Chuxuan sighed secretly: "This spirit beast is really powerful, I feel that it has no power, but it can really report the news." ”

Yiqing saw that her grandfather was safe and sound, and her face was happy, so she stepped forward to hug her grandfather and cried, which provoked her grandfather to comfort him in a hurry.

The dean came straight to Wang Chuxuan and asked, "Then Wen Shouji didn't do anything to you?"

Wang Chuxuan saluted and replied: "It's okay, it's okay to beat me a few times, I guess I won't trouble me again in the future, Wen Shouji and I have a misunderstanding." ”

The dean looked at him suspiciously, but still said: "It's okay, since this matter is over, you also know the dangers in this world, you must cherish this best opportunity to become strong at a young age, practice martial arts to strengthen your body, only force can protect yourself." ”

Wang Chuxuan said: "Yes, Dean." ”

Dean Deng Xian saw that he was fine, so he squinted at him in a low voice and said, "You don't know, in tomorrow's second round of martial arts assessment, several teachers will bet on the students who are optimistic about each college, and they are all branches of the school, so they naturally compare them with their own branches." ”

Wang Chuxuan said strangely: "Why are you telling me this!"

The dean was happy and said: "I can't compare the people they like again, right, I just think that you, the inheritor of the saint, should have great luck, Xing Yi, that kid, you can hit by chance, thinking of this, I will press you three hundred taels, hehe!"

Wang Chuxuan's previous life and this life, such an amiable dean was the first time to see him, and he was grateful that he came out of the city to save him, but he said disdainfully: "Go, go, you bet on me to win? Don't joke, you might as well give me the money if you press me, you are really a loser." ”

The dean was even happier, and said playfully: "That's not true, other teachings are betting on you to win, they are quite optimistic about you, then I naturally have to bet on you to lose, I was still looking forward to it when I came to save you, then Wen Shouji should beat you a little harder, and then make a little harder, I made a move at a critical moment to turn the tide, just to don't let your kid succeed in the sneak attack when he competes!"

Wang Chuxuan: "......" shook his head helplessly.

As soon as he entered Beicheng, it was completely dark, and the dean and Yiqing were sent away, and Wang Chuxuan endured his worries and returned to the academy with Yu Fangwu, Xinyu, and Tang Mocheng.

Back in his room, Wang Chuxuan lay down with his head upside down, looking at the inch of sharp blade in front of him, he couldn't sleep after thinking about it, and heard the woman say that he was twelve is a dead demon!

His body is a demon body, he is not the inheritor of the saint as the dean of the academy said, how can he still be a saint when he has become a demon!

I don't know if it's because of this that I can't cultivate.

Stroking the moon blade, there was a trace of cold but very comfortable in his hand, he and this knife were tied to fate, I don't know if this knife will be full of blood in the future.

If this knife had killed someone, then he definitely didn't want to let this knife beside him again, it would become a murder weapon, and it was definitely not something that a person like him who had come over in peacetime could easily accept.

Looking at his own hands, could it be that the soul is the self of an ordinary person, and he must also experience the tragic death of others in order to live alone?

But if you don't kill and break the five-year oath, wouldn't that woman want to kill more people after five years, although he has never seen her kill, but he knows and clearly feels the violence and desire to kill in that person's body.

She's going to slaughter the city!

Ordinary people come to another world, they can't enjoy happiness, but they have to kill people to protect themselves!

Wang Chuxuan was inexplicably sad, in his previous life, his father spent his whole life educating people, benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith are the foundation of people, is it about to come to an end?

It was dark in the room, and after a long time, there was a sigh.

.........

In a thatched hut, Mo Xiaolin slowly opened his eyes, his pupils were completely erected, and his cold eyes were restrained but cold.

Mo Xiaoya handed over a cup of hot water.

Kobayashi drank it and got out of bed and stood up.

After Mo Xiaoya looked at it, she said: You now have the power of twelve, your body of the Yang can completely control this power, but it is a pity that after the death of twelve, it turned into a knife, it was a magic knife, and there was no blood to nourish it, resulting in silence now, it naturally kills more and more people, and when the killing intent of the knife is extremely strong, then Wang Chuxuan will not be able to control it and become a killing beast, and then the knife will be activated and become twelve again, then all his power will be yours. ”

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