Chapter Eighty-Four: Heartbreaker!

Blood, even the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of crimson, and everywhere the world was seen, it was covered with blood.

"Who are you?" His bare feet dangled in the air, a fiery red head poked out of the layers of leaves, and he still had half a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and looked at the man sitting under the tree to rest.

Because the huge canopy of trees blocked the sun, the young man's face was hidden in the shadows, and the only one was as dazzling as a red hair.

"Who are you?" The girl under the tree rolled her eyes a few times, pressed the hand of the man next to her, looked up and asked him with a smile.

The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, falling mottled patches on her face, cutting the flower-like face to pieces.

"Uncle Ben is naturally the master here, and if you occupy Uncle Ben's land, you will naturally have to pay tolls." The red-haired boy jumped down from the trunk of the tree and landed steadily in front of several people, clapping his hands and laughing.

At this time, everyone saw the appearance of the young man clearly, the young man's skin was a healthy wheat color, his body was not completed, and he had a random set of clothes that could not see the original color, and the sleeves of the clothes were shortened, revealing the arms with smooth muscle lines, and the pants on the legs were naturally shortened, revealing the amputated calves.

"But Uncle Ben looks good at your little lady, if the little lady is willing to stay and be my wife, it doesn't hurt to let you go!" As soon as the young man stretched out his hand, he had already imprisoned the girl in his arms, and his eyes were amazingly bright, but there was no half of eager desire or any obscenity in the girl's eyes, and there was a little curiosity in it.

"You!" The girl's apricot eyes were round, her face was crimson, and she was angry and annoyed by the words of the young Meng Lang, but she couldn't break away, so she could only stare at him resentfully.

"Poof."

The dagger suddenly pierced the girl's waist, and the girl suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated with an incredulous gaze.

Wiped away the blood stains on the dagger with an expressionless face, and the corners of Ye Kaiyang's mouth hooked up a weird smile.

Demons?!

Heh, so what?!

What about his demons? As long as he wants to cultivate the Tao, there is nothing he can't cultivate!

"Die under the fangs - the dignity that the master has given you is enough!" This sentence, Ye Kaiyang almost gritted his teeth and said it.

He was taken away by the demon beasts, but he was raised by the demon beasts, and it was not until he met the monks of Beihai when he was twelve years old that he walked out of the forest.

At that time, he was naïve and defenseless against people, thinking that they were sincere and good to him, but he did not expect that the woman was hypocritical to him and regarded him as an ignorant child!

If she wants any treasure, she just needs to talk to him, and he will bring it for her even if he is broken, but she wants to calculate him, and the news that he has a treasure will be spread everywhere, causing many sects to chase and kill him.

Since then, he has lived in seclusion in the forest, never having any contact with humans.

"If you want to die, the master will fulfill you!" The spirit teeth were unceremoniously pressed against the woman's neck, and Ye Kaiyang looked at the woman standing there with a pitiful look on her face.

A layer of mist instantly gathered in the woman's eyes, and she looked at Ye Kaiyang with teary eyes, and even her voice was a little sad.

"Kaiyang, are you really going to kill me?"

Ye Kaiyang's expression was in a trance for a moment, but he came to his senses in the blink of an eye, and the spiritual tooth in his hand was sent forward, and he stabbed the woman's neck without pity.

She lied to him once, did she want to confuse him a second time?!

Ye Kaiyang is a person who loves and hates purely, his feelings are hot or cold to the extreme, he can love her to the bone at the beginning, and now he can be ruthless to the point of chilling.

Watching the people he trusted in the past turn into wisps of green smoke and dissipate one by one under his hands, the expression on Ye Kaiyang's face was cold.

"Little Eighth Brother!" Looking at the little girl who was no more than four or five years old, she spread her arms, her dark eyes were full of joy, and she threw herself into his arms with a smile.

Ye Kaiyang reflexively retracted the spiritual teeth, and cautiously reached out to wrap his hand around the little girl's shoulder.

The little girl was surprisingly thin, her cheeks were sunken, and only those eyes still had a bright smile in them.

The last Sister Tianji he saw.

"Little Sixth Sister." Squatting down and looking at Tianji at eye level, Ye Kaiyang's eyebrows were stretched, and his face, which had always been strongly aggressive, softened rarely.

However, in the next moment, the thin and cold little hand had already clasped his veins, and as long as that finger was forced, it could make him return to heaven and earth.

Ye Kaiyang didn't seem to be aware of it, and with the other hand, he patiently pulled Tianji's sparse hair into a bag, and tied a Jin Ling on it, which was shaky and beautiful.

This is the demon of his heart, born of his heart, and even from a certain point of view, he is the god of this world.

Tianji let go of his veins a little dejected, his eyebrows and eyes drooped, and he looked depressed.

Ye Kaiyang touched the top of Tianji's head, only to see that Tianji's body instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke, and the two Jin Ling also fell to the ground, which was carefully collected by Ye Kaiyang into the palm of his hand.

Beichen, Tianquan, Tianmu, Tianshu, Tianxuan, Shaking Light, Huai Wai,...... One by one, those figures appeared in front of his eyes, and then one by one they turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated.

Shen Yuheng's clothes were covered with water and soil, which made her whole body embarrassed, she gasped, her steps were a little heavy, and she stumbled towards him, but she tripped over a dead branch in the middle, staggered twice and fell into his arms.

Reaching out to catch Shen Yuheng, Ye Kaiyang looked down at Shen Yuheng's eyebrows.

Her face was covered with gray marks, her hair was scattered, the buttons that were tied to her neck were gone, and the neckline was spread out to reveal the delicate skin around her neck.

"You're caught in the heart of the devil!" She took his hand, her voice a little sharp.

Her hands clenched so tightly that they seemed to squeeze all four of his fingers into one.

"I know."

I know, all of this is just my own demons.

Love is also a demon, hate is also a demon, the more feelings there are, the more sad the demons will be.

He has always been sober, soberly watching himself fall step by step into the endless abyss.

"Do you know what monasticism is?"

"Of course I know, cultivation is to cut off everything and go against the sky!"

"No, Kaiyang, you are wrong, the so-called cultivation is great joy and sorrow, indifference after enlightenment, Taoist ruthlessness, but after a thousand sails, not to be happy with things, not to be sad with yourself. Cultivation is not to understand the thousands of emotions in the world, but to put down, pick up, and let go after going through the experience, which is the right heart of cultivation. Even if you love and hate in your heart and become a demon, so what? The heart demon is born from the heart, as long as your heart is strong enough, what kind of heart demon cannot become your shackles! ”

As long as you are strong enough, what does it matter if the demons are heavy?

In an instant, Ye Kaiyang only felt that all the obstacles in his brain had been broken, leaving only a piece of clarity.

It's just a demon, so what's the fear?

"Master, what kind of charm are you, but it's just a waste that can only tempt people's hearts, today I will ask Xiaoye to do the way for heaven!" Ye Kaiyang looked up to the sky and laughed, the longbow was full, and a huge arrow had been shot. (To be continued.) )