"Who is it?"

Yinsha didn't get a bargain under the Nether Lord, and she felt that the Yuan Shen was hurt a lot. After the unrelated people left, another strange footstep came into my ears, a bit of déjà vu.

It's a bit like an old friend of my uncle, what's it called?

Yin Sha didn't think that Maoshan Immortal Ancestor was already sitting in front of him.

"You're- Uncle Chip!" She quickly remembered that when she was a child, there was a strange uncle who often went in and out of Woyunju, and it was a three-hour routine to talk to her uncle. She couldn't remember the complicated name at that time, so she just shortened it to the three words "Uncle Qi" and shouted like this.

The white-haired old man smiled and said to Yinsha, "Little girl, you still remember, you were only so tall at that time." He gestured with his hand, a three- or four-year-old female doll, not as tall as a table.

"You forgot, our Cangshan Snow Dragon has the best memory. Yinsha said with a little pride.

"Haha, yes...... Maoshan Immortal Ancestor thought thoughtfully: If it weren't for your excellent memory, how could you remember the things that the Immortal Law and the Lethe River Water could make you forget. Silver Shah Silver Sand, it's all your life. But in the face of personal love and the righteousness of the world, I don't know what choice you will make.

"You have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and I haven't seen you come to me for hundreds of years. Say, what's the matter. ”

Yinsha's cleverness made Maoshan Immortal Ancestor feel distressed - if you knew that I told you to go to death, would you hate me. I don't think that's good, although it's because you can't figure it out with him that there's only one way left.

"I heard that you got a sword. Can you show it to me?" Maoshan Immortal Ancestor asked for a full glance at the Red Blood Demon Sword, and Yinsha hesitated for a moment, but still took it out.

Maoshan Immortal Ancestor wasn't really interested in what this sword looked like, he wanted to divert his attention, and what he said later would not make Yinsha too sad.

"You fought him?" He noticed that the Red Blood Demon Sword was stained with some traces of dark power.

"Hmm. ”

"You're not hurt?"

“...... Not. Yinsha endured the severe pain and said it was okay.

Maoshan Immortal Ancestor could see at a glance that Yinsha was fighting his spirits. Without the washing of Cangshan Snow Dragon's essence blood, how could the Red Blood Demon Sword be obedient and obedient, it was simply whimsical.

His first thought was to relieve Yinsha's pain first.

An hour later, the primordial spirit of Yinsha will fall into a deep sleep.

"Come here. He told her to move directly in front of him so that he could cast a spell to heal her.

"Thank you. Yinsha felt much more comfortable, but she didn't expect that after Jiang Bo left, someone would relieve her pain.

"Wait a minute, you probably won't like to hear it. ”

Maoshan Immortal Ancestor became serious, just like his uncle's attitude towards him when he was a child, and his cold and indifferent eyes made Yinsha actually have a trace of fear.

"It has something to do with the Lord of the Netherworld. "She's extremely smart.

The birth of the Red Blood Demon Sword is self-evident, and it will inevitably set off a wave of turbulent waves that do not know how, and a catastrophe of destruction is about to befall the world. And this time, will she fulfill her mission? Or will he still be needed? An elder who appeared for the second time in her life came to her at this point in time. It is true to talk about gossip, but the fundamental purpose is not to exterminate the dark forces and return peace to the heavens and the earth.

"That's right. The Red Blood Demon Sword can slash the darkest and most evil forces in the world, and it needs two more things. ”

"My essence blood, what is the other one?"

Yinsha knew that the power of this sword was not as powerful as the Xuanbing Sword, and there was a certain probability that it had not been contaminated with his own blood, but Uncle Qi said that it was two things, so what else could it be.

"Your life. Maoshan Immortal Ancestor said these three words in a particularly skillful tone, as if he had been preparing for this matter for a long time, without any regret, showing the arrogance of not entering.

"And who's going to hold the sword?" Yinsha was curious that since she herself was already a Xuanbing Sword Spirit, then the sword wielder must be a Chixiao Sword Spirit, but she could ask the vast earth, who could take on this heavy responsibility?

Maoshan Immortal Ancestor smiled but did not speak. He felt that Yinsha and Xuanyuan must have known the sword spirits of each other's two swords. So as for who should be chosen to be the sword spirit and who should be the sword bearer, it doesn't have much impact on the ending. The heavens couldn't be revealed, he just gave them enough hints, and the choice was always in their hands.

If the Red Blood Demon Sword did not kill all the dark power, it would definitely not be willing to be silent. In other words, it is only a matter of time before the Lord of the Nether is gone, and it is only a matter of time before the dark forces are extinguished.

The man outside the city of Yudu, his eyebrows and eyes have never been stretched, and the corners of his mouth have not risen, and he has been looking at the Cangming Palace in a daze all day and night.

The girl in Yicheng Palace had the appearance of another person in her eyes and mind, but she couldn't reach his arm.

Maoshan Immortal Ancestor gave them a big problem.

Hongkui stayed with Qianmo for five days, and was stopped every time she thought about going back. Qian Mo had a hunch that if she left her side, she might never see her again.

Hongkui also had similar feelings in his heart, so he stopped himself and didn't insist that he must go back.

It's already summer, and this year's seventh day of July is much more deserted than ever.

The Lord of the Netherworld sent troops to capture dozens of cities in Cangming one after another, and Chen Lao, the only powerful general in Cangming, was already old. General Chen was not suitable to lead troops to defend the city for a long time, but Youheng still sent him to guard the last line of defense outside Yudu - Zhaibei County. Although this county is small, it is the exit of the secret passage of the Cangming Palace.

Many years ago, Youting felt that he couldn't live in the Snow Palace. He was very afraid that when the Snow Palace would invade one day, and it happened to be the exhaustion of domestic troops, he secretly built such a secret passage to escape.

Alive, there is always a chance.

Not long ago, he was sent to Youpu, a border county, and received the news that the ghost had raised troops to attack in advance, and in a hurry, he fled directly to the territory of Nirvana. Although it is not the best policy, there is nothing wrong with him adapting to the self-sufficient farm life in the mountains and forests in advance. After Youpu settled everything, he flew a pigeon and passed the book to Queen Zhuo, and the Cangming Palace settled down. Otherwise, the queen would quarrel with Youheng endlessly all day long, talking about her son's affairs.

"My lord, we don't have enough people. ”

After fighting for so long, the soldiers were a little exhausted. Even if they are demons, they need to rest. After eating so much "grain" in one go, it still takes time to digest it slowly.

"Tired?" The Lord of the Netherworld didn't expect that these people would be so useless after tens of thousands of years of not being able to rejuvenate their muscles and bones.

"The subordinates don't dare!" They were so frightened that their knees went limp.

This Demon Venerable's strength is much stronger than that of Drunken Qingfeng, and this killing method is beyond the reach of ordinary people. After all, a demon who has been sealed for tens of thousands of years, after being reborn, will definitely let the whole world experience his own experience once, and even aggravate it.

"If you are tired, go and rest. "The Lord of the Nether doesn't like useless people and things.

"The subordinates don't dare!" They still bowed their heads and confessed their mistakes, not even daring to look directly at him.

"I said - go and rest!"

I saw that he conjured the Heavenly Evil Dark Wheel with one hand: tens of thousands of demon soldiers were involved in it, and not a drop of blood or tears had slipped, and the ground was empty in an instant, and there was nothing left.

Qing Li beside him saw the Heavenly Evil Dark Chakra for the first time, and she was amazed at the power of this magic weapon. Such a ** is actually a magic weapon that can absorb the essence of men, ruthless and absolute. Sure enough, it is a perfect match for the Lord of the Netherworld.

"Are you afraid?" he asked Qingli.

The Lord laughed. It's that they are disobedient, why should I be afraid~" Qingli looked at him with a smile and said.

"You know what I like about you? ”

The Nether Lord patted her cheek gently, and her skin was smooth and fresh like milk, and it burst with a poke of it. This intimate action happened to be seen by the returning Yu Niang, which aroused Yu Niang's strong jealousy.

Jade Niang has always had a love for the Lord of the Netherworld. She can't see other women being too close to him, this is a woman's natural possessiveness. There is a kind of person who can't get it, and others don't want to get it.

Qingli saw the jade girl with a dark face, grinned and said, "Look, your little maid is jealous." Her laughter became sharper and sharper, and each onomatopoeia pierced the heart of Yu Niang like a thorn.

Someday, I'm going to make you laugh.

Although Yu Niang doesn't have any spells, there are still several large boxes of hidden weapons or something.

There are many ways to make her laugh, such as cutting off her tongue, cutting off her hands and feet; A little more direct is to kill directly. Dead people can't speak, let alone laugh, they don't even have the right to cry.

In the evening, the Lord of the Netherworld called Jade Niang to come to the room. He handed her a porcelain vase, and told her warmly, "What is in it is a smile without resentment—when she laughs, her heart will be like a knife, and she will not want to die." Look, do you still like this medicine?"

The Lord of the Netherworld can always see through Jade Niang's every careful thought, and she feels very happy every time.

But Yu Niang never thought that the Lord of the Netherworld knew everything about her thoughts, not because she liked it, but because of a kind of Gu worm planted in her body. The mother and son are connected, and the mother worm he raises certainly knows what the child worm wants to do.

Yu Niang got the tacit consent of the Lord of the Netherworld, and on the second day, she attacked Qingli.

On the third day, Yu Niang didn't react when she saw Qingli.

On the fourth day, Yu Niang did not see Qingli again.

On the fifth day, Yu Niang saw that Qingli was only skinny and skinny, and the whole person was completely out of shape, her hands and feet were even more unfriendly, and her voice was as small as a mosquito humming.

Didn't the master say that he just didn't let her laugh...... But the effect of this medicine is too violent, where is the medicine that suppresses the sense of laughter, it is simply a poison that urges life.

This medicine is indeed called "laughing without anger", which is not a lethal poison, but it can invisibly devour its bones, swallow its flesh, and spoil its shape, and can destroy living beings without making a sound, approaching the place of death.

For the first time, Yu Niang felt that the corridor of day and night was so cold, without a trace of warmth and light. She was like a reed that had been wandering for years, and she could only cling to the hand of the Lord of the Nether.

Yu Niang thought that in the past, it was really because she had been with him for a short time that she thought he was very good. But the grace of saving lives should be reciprocated by springs, and it doesn't matter if you risk your life.

She poured out her heart and lungs for this person she admired; The Lord of the Netherworld treats her sincerely.

He wanted to put Hongkui to death, but she still had absolute trust in him, so he thought about it and forgot it.

The Lord of the Netherworld had used the Celestial Dark Wheel to absorb more than two-thirds of the Demon Army, leaving less than a third of the Demon Warriors to charge for him. But the ghost also needs to be guarded, so he decided to go out in person this time and take Yudu. At that time, he will have the three major empires in his hands: army, military rations, and territory, not to mention that Mantuo will pour out of the nest, even if Yindie, Mantuo and Yinsha and Xuanyuan join forces, he will never be afraid of anything.

The last time the Nether Lord tried the Red Blood Demon Sword, he despised the rumored ancient sword in his heart. It's ridiculous to say that you can kill yourself. Anyway, this sword couldn't be returned to Xuanyuan's hand, so he didn't need to hesitate any longer.

As the essence absorbed by the Heavenly Evil Dark Wheel gradually increased, Yinsha and Xuanyuan's hearts became more and more entangled.

They both wanted to see each other, but they didn't have the courage to take the initiative to find each other.

People who have each other in their hearts, even if they don't meet, they are worried about their stomachs and have trouble sleeping.

You gradually looked at the increasingly thin princess in her room, and wanted to reprimand her many times but didn't say it. It was he himself who cut off her happiness, but he did not regret it. For the sake of their own great cause, women are nothing.

Now, he's going to do the same thing as Silversand – stand shoulder to shoulder against that formidable foe.

The Lord of the Netherworld was originally a stumbling block to his unification and hegemony.

At this time, the Red Blood Demon Sword was like an ordinary rusty iron sword, with no power at all, so how could it sit in the world. From time to time, he looked towards Yinsha, and he felt that she knew how to awaken this ancient sword. Maybe it was because the method was too sinister that he didn't say it, he comforted himself.

On the seventh day of the seventh month of July, Yinsha came out of the Cangming Palace.

In the past, the bustling Yudu street market is now a deserted and depressed scene.

She wanted to buy a lantern to put on it, and on a breathless day, there was such a festival to celebrate. But on the street, there was not even a single figure. As soon as the evening breeze blew gently, strips of cloth swayed on the shops floated up, some with the names of the shops written on them, and they swayed under the faint starlight, as if the sky was writing.

Yinsha searched all the streets of Yudu, but did not find any lanterns. She fled to Xuanming Mountain.

It was the garden where they made love, swore and slept together, the secret garden where she and he belonged alone.

The star pavilion where you can pick the stars in your hands, and the lying cloud residence where you can watch the cherry blossom rain.

Will you get used to it without me?Yinsha thinks that he should hold a grudge against Xuanyuan, why should he care so much about his life and death...... But even though the Lord of the Netherworld gave her some false memories, Yinsha still couldn't help but miss him, it was the lover he had earned, why should he be suspicious because of the gossip of others, or from the description of the enemy. Yinsha didn't want him to live alone in the world, but this time she couldn't take him away.

She was so sad that she wanted to bury her head in the dirt, even if it was just to be a gopher that couldn't speak, as long as she could snuggle up to him and watch from afar.

"Woo ......"

She couldn't help crying, this place where there is no one else, you can vent all your grievances, and no one will know. The last time he had left him and disappeared for more than 2,000 years, she seemed to have cried like this.

When the tears were dry, Yinsha still had to face the torture of the Red Blood Demon Sword.

I'll go for it, it needs to be soaked in blood anyway for it to be useful. Left and right, this is my fate that I can't escape.

If there is an afterlife, I hope that I will not meet you again and fall in love with you, the taste is sweet and bitter;

If there is an afterlife, I hope to be just a mortal, marry an ordinary family, marry a husband and children, and don't ask about the world;

If you still tire me to death, I hope you will be well, see a good match, you can be happy as soon as possible, and you can be happy when you are old.

Yinsha silently made these three simple wishes to the old elephant of the moon when he got married.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and went in the direction of Woyunju. There, she concentrated on infusing the essence blood of the Cangshan Snow Dragon.

After ten days of essence and blood washing, the aura of the Red Blood Demon Sword was finally awakened by Yinsha.

But on the day she returned to the Cangming Palace, the Lord of the Netherworld had already forced out of the Yudu City with the Heavenly Evil Dark Wheel.

As the prince of the world, he wore a suit of armor and stood on top of the castle tower.

Yinsha saw Xuanyuan's majestic appearance in a trance, which should be more handsome and upright.

"You won't last long, hurry up and run as far as you can with people. Silversha ran over and told him to stop trying to resist.

Where can I hear it? If he wins this battle, then the throne of Emperor Cangming must be his own; If he loses, he will die a well-deserved death.

It's just that you didn't expect that the Lord of the Netherworld would directly cross the city defense and go straight to the Cangming Palace.

Zhuo Juan is now a wasted person, and he quickly and accurately found the Liang family.

"Look, who is this?" The Lord of the Nethers knew this woman—she had ruined her sense of accomplishment as a man.

"You...... I don't know you!" Concubine Liang firmly denied it. When I heard that he was sealed, I was so excited that I finally got rid of his shackles. And now Concubine Liang, except for fear, is helpless.

"I'm going to let you see with your own eyes how your son died. The Lord of the Netherworld said lightly, and faintly turned into a Heavenly Evil Dark Wheel under the city tower, and all the essences around him were absorbed. One second Yu was still standing, and the next moment he was sucked in in the blink of an eye.

Concubine Liang was in pain, crying and howling like she had lost her heart.

Seeing the opportunity, Youheng handed over the national seal and the talisman with great interest.

The Lord of the Netherworld contemptuously crushed these two symbols of imperial power.

Regulus witnessed all this atrocity crime.

When he was carrying the Zhan Lu sword and preparing to fight to the death, Yinsha turned his fingers slightly, and the snow was falling all over the place, quietly burying the dead bodies everywhere.

She finally seized the opportunity of Xuanyuan to be in a daze, and enchantments were all around him.

Unless she was seriously injured, it would be absolutely impossible for Regulus to take a step in this enchantment.

"Yinsha, what are you doing!" He called her name at the top of his voice. In this man's war, she shouldn't be involved, in fact, he just doesn't want to.

Her end was predestined from birth.

But he didn't believe in fate.

Although Yinsha used her essence blood to awaken the Red Blood Demon Sword, her essence blood and cultivation were seriously depleted, and she was defeated after less than thirty rounds of fighting.

The silver sand was like a feather, and its slender body slowly fell from the air, and there was no blood on its face, and the white clothes were dyed red with blood, like a blooming Manzhu Shahua.

The moment before she was about to land, Xuanyuan caught it steadily.

"Are you alright?" he knew he was asking a stupid question, and that was the case, he should have said something else instead of asking superfluous nonsense. He gently wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and smoothed her messy hair, with an extraordinarily gentle movement.

The man in his arms coughed up a mouthful of blood, which he just caught with his hand—it was a faint purple color. Xuanyuan didn't know that once the blood of Cangshan Snow Dragon approached purple, it would not be far from death.

She felt warm in his arms, and how happy she should be to lie like this all the time. But now it is up to Xuanyuan to complete the final mission.

"I ...... Love you. ”

She struggled to make her final confession to him.

Tears welled up in his eyes, dripping from the tip of his nose to her forehead. She tried to put the sword in his hand, but she really didn't have the strength to do it, so she could only hint with her eyes.

He understood immediately, holding the Red Blood Demon Sword in his right hand and hugging her tightly with his left hand. It seems that if one doesn't pay attention, she will be gone.

Yinsha struggled to raise his right hand, trying to make one last interplay with his fingers. Xuanyuan saw it, and his left hand made room for it, and he lowered his position vigorously. Finally, the ten fingers of both hands were tightly entangled.

She smiled lightly, looked at the man affectionately, and read the words "over to you" in her mouth.

He thought she was saying something else, but it was the most damning word.

Yinsha, who had finished speaking with all her might, felt so tired, she slowly closed her eyes, and when her left hand tried to touch his chin, she drooped weakly. He felt her body cool down quickly, her temperature disappearing little by little. His heart was shattered.

It was too late when Qianmo arrived with Hongkui.

No matter how sad he is, he will complete the task she gave him.

He carefully lowered the silver sand. The woman in white lay quietly on the ground, with a smile on her lips.

Hongkui saw her from afar, and tears began to flow down involuntarily.

Yinsha wasn't actually dead yet, she closed her eyes just to let herself leave her body faster and enter the Red Blood Demon Sword as a sword spirit to help him slay the Lord of the Netherworld. At the same time that Qianmo took the pulse, Yinsha's soul had already entered the Red Blood Demon Sword.

"It's hopeless...... Qianmo muttered to himself.

"She died, how could she be saved. Hongkui said with tears in her eyes.

"It's not dead—it's a sword spirit now. ”

Red Aoi, who was still sobbing, stopped.

"Isn't that still resurrectable?" she asked him excitedly.

Qian Mo shook his head, and said after a long time: The sword spirit of the Red Blood Demon Sword will be trapped in the sword for the rest of his life. The day the Red Blood Demon Sword is destroyed is the time when the sword spirit dies.

With the help of divine power, Xuanyuan slashed the Lord of the Netherworld as easily as chopping vegetables. The Lord of the Netherworld, who was unprepared for the Red Blood Demon Sword, was already defeated within ten moves.

The Lord of the Netherworld tried in vain to curry favor with Xuanyuan: Good apprentice, spare the life of the teacher. I'm just in the ghost, no—the Snow Palace is honest, and I don't have to cause any more trouble. As for the mountains and rivers you have laid, I don't want any of them, you can do whatever you want.

Regulus didn't look at him squarely. The master-apprentice relationship was completely broken on the day Yinsha jumped into the reincarnation path. He doesn't owe anything to the Lord of the Netherworld.

The last move is fatal, the dark power dissipates, and the ashes of the Lord of the Netherworld are wiped out, announcing the light of this world again.

But his warmth can never be found again.

Just now on the sword body of the Red Blood Demon Sword, he sensed the mana and immortal Ze of Yinsha. He knew that she had turned into a sword spirit, and he knew that they would never see each other again.

As the dark power dissipated, the Red Blood Demon Sword gradually disintegrated.

He struggled to hold on to it, but watched the red sword disappear from sight.

A wisp of light soul crept into the Zhan Lu sword at his waist.

He gently walked towards the woman in white on the ground, gently hugged her, and flew to Lanxing Pavilion.

Silver sand, look, are the stars beautiful?