Jiang Shanqi finally knew what was going on, it was all a conspiracy! But he couldn't watch Xiuwen die in front of him, he went to stop it.

Xiuwen's eyes began to drift: "You're not...... No...... Did you say that when I take off this garment, you will beat me to death? Your Highness, you don't have to do it...... It was Arwen who hurt you...... Get out of here. Fu Shihua has been teaching in Liangyi, it must not be her to save you! Let's go! Walk! Ignoring Jiang Shanqi's stopping, Xiu Wen forcibly tore off the remaining skin and flesh on his body.

When the secret of his mouth was finally spoken, it was as painful as a nail stuck in the flesh that was pulled out at once.

He felt very relaxed, lying in Jiang Shanqi's arms, he could finally breathe heavily, he had never felt that he could breathe air like this, it was so pleasant.

No wonder...... No wonder Fu Shihua returned to the Liangyi Sect and never looked at him again.

No wonder everyone says that Fu Shihua can't cook at all. No wonder...... Who's that?! The woman...... Is it Molan? Jiang Shanqi suddenly had a spirit, yes, it must be Mo Lan! What about Mo Lan? Why isn't Mo Lan here? Where did she go?!

Jiang Shanqi was shocked into a cold sweat.

"There's no way, now that you know, I can't keep you." Nan Zizhao held the golden double hammer representing the head of the house in his hand and walked towards Jiang Shanjiao.

Fu Shihua and Nan Zizhao, who were dressed in a red wedding dress, and Bai Zuile with a surprised face all appeared behind Jiang Shanjiao.

"Where's Mo Lan! What did you do with her! It seems that Jiang Shanqi, who grew up overnight, woke up from a big dream and finally saw the jackals, tigers and leopards in front of him clearly.

"She's dead, a mortal has been stabbed by me more than ten times, do you think she survived? Also, I told her that even if I hurt you like this, you are still willing to come to Liangyi Sect and stay like a dog, guess what her expression was at that time? The words that Fu Shihua said did not match that delicate face at all, and it was extremely dirty and vicious.

Xiuwen desperately protected the angry Jiang Shanqi, but he still didn't hold it, Jiang Shanjiao still rushed up!

In the end, in front of Xiuwen's eyes, Nan Zizhao used a double hammer that hid the master's life's skills, and cut off his neck at once, and the corpse was separated.

Xiuwen's last eyes were gray sky, gray grass, and gray figures. In the end, he also fell to the prince's side, and there was still the sound of wind in his ears, but he slowly disappeared......

Bai Zuile looked at Xiu Wen who was not blind, stared at her with big eyes, stared at her resentfully, and ran away with a scream.

Three years later, a powerful black barrier appeared in the sky above the Liangyi Sect.

Bai Zuile clutched his stomach and looked at the man in black clothes with red stripes and wide open clothes in fear.

"Xiu, Xiuwen......" Bai Zule kept retreating, she stepped on the arm of the maid who had just died in a panic, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Haha, Xiuwen...... Who is Xiuwen? I don't think it's useful to fix the text, it's really useless. Look at me now, can I still be annoying? I'm a demon, and what I want to cultivate is an evil demon! Cultivating evil is my name. He tugged at the hem of his shirt and smiled wickedly, his sword piercing the vase of her face.

The vase exploded, and the broken bottle fragments drenched the left side of Bai Zuile's face with blood! Seeing her screaming and retreating desperately, Xiu Xie felt a burst of happiness in his heart.

"Jersey! Save me! Help me! Bai Zuile watched her husband Ye Zexi walk in, and began to scream desperately.

But Ye Zexi ignored her, stood behind Xiu Xian, and said with a dull look, "Master."

Bai Zuile was stunned for a moment, looking at the familiar clothes on Ye Zexi's body, she screamed! Bound Immortal Clothes! Nightmarish fairy clothes! Wear it on the body of Night Jersey!

"You, you're ...... Don't, don't I beg you! You have been him! I was sorry for you back then, it was me and Fu Shihua! There's no night in Jersey! Nope! Bai Zuile finally collapsed.

With half of her face covered in blood, she knelt miserably at the feet of Xiu Xie, pulled the corner of his clothes, and begged Xiu Xie to let him go overnight.

"Oh? No Night Jersey? Then why three years ago, when the master asked about Jiang Shanqi, none of you spoke, only Ye Zexi said that Jiang Shanqi stole your senior brother's things and refused to come out to meet people? You're afraid of ...... Forget about that. "Xiu Xie clearly remembers the events of the secret realm that year, and now that he thinks about it, it feels like a world away.

"He didn't mean to! Spare him, please, he doesn't understand anything, spare him! Bai Zuile shook her head, she knelt in front of the cultivator and kowtowed to him.

One by one, he knocked his forehead against the fragments of the vase, and he refused to stop because of the blood dripping with blood.

The cultivator suddenly became hideous: "Then who will spare me!" In the past three years, the prince and I have ...... Ah no, Jiangshanke, how do we get by, you know? Yes?! What we are waiting for is today, you and Fu Shihua can't think of it, I and Jiangshanke will not let you go if we die. ”

After their deaths, their souls shatter the cycle of reincarnation and use their resentment to fall into the devil's path. Take people's lives, repair forbidden arts, cut off the back road, enter the secret realm, and seize the treasure.

Step by step, stepping on blood, carrying hatred. It's been three years, Jiangshan Ke has stepped into the position of the Demon Lord, cultivated evil and become a military advisor of the Demon Realm, for today, those unknown blood and tears, those dark times, who can survive without hatred?

"I'll see how much you love the person you like? Come, night jersey, cut open her belly, and let me see if your child is a boy or a girl? I'll help you...... Take a name. "Cultivating evil has become softer, but it is a little eerie. He bent down and pinched the woman's face and crushed her jaw.

After the sound of broken bones, Bai Zuile could no longer beg for mercy, and could only whimper, dripping with water and blood foam, covering his stomach and shaking his head, and retreating with his hands.

"Bai Zuile, guess your man will tear his own flesh and skin for you and sacrifice his life to protect you? Or is he willing to live on his own, slit open your belly and take out your children? Xiu Xie said gloomily, seeing Bai Zuile constantly trembling, his heart was full of joy, and even the air was a little happy.

He just wants to come to Jersey at night and destroy the white drunken music with his own hands, what do you guard, what do I kill. What you love, I destroy!

The tragic cries kept resounding in the sky above the Liangyi Sect, but no one cared about it.

Because the sect leader Nan Zizhao is dead.

Wu Yan looked at the elegant white robe, as if he was a weak Confucian student who had never been bloody, weak and weak, with compassion and pity on his face.

But he never dared to underestimate this person, Jiang Shanqi, who was enchanted, was no longer the prince who was bent on chasing Fu Shihua, but now a rare genius in the demon world in a hundred years, the new monarch of the demon world - Jiangshanke.

"I have dismissed all my disciples, you can do whatever you want. Only they are sorry for you, and no one else should bear the consequences for their mistakes. ”

"You're right...... Wu Yan, you are the one who should be sitting here, Nanzi Zhao and Fu Shihua painted the heads of the two, I have already taken them off. After I'm gone, you'll be the head of the house, are you happy? ”

"Happy? Hahahaha...... Jiangshanke, did you know that your father came here after you died? ”

Seeing that Jiang Shanke's face changed suddenly, he actually began to smile, the smile was two points casual, seven points murderous, and one point was sadness that could not be covered.

Wu Yan knew that he was actually still the prince in his heart, so he continued:

"Your Xuanyuan Sword screamed for three days and three nights, and the poems and paintings couldn't be hidden, and it wasn't until your father came that the Xuanyuan Sword subsided. It's a pity that at that time, I didn't know what was going on, otherwise the master would not have protected these people and turned the royal face. In the past three years, the disciples of the Liangyi Sect did not even dare to go down the mountain and became the head of the sect...... Oh, you said it lightly, I cleaned it up, but it was a mess. ”

"Well, you should clean up the mess, and you left a mess, didn't you?"

Time flies, the past is gone, it is useless to say more, Jiangshan Ke doesn't want to stay longer, gets up and prepares to leave.

It just so happened that the cultivator came in, and Ye Zexi behind him was holding two bloody fetuses, which were the dragon and phoenix fetuses in Bai Zuile's belly.

Jiang Shanke couldn't help frowning, "What are you doing here?" He didn't like the smell of blood in the fetus, and it had the heat of the amniotic fluid.

"Raise two ghost dolls to play with." Xiu Xie smiled absently and pulled the placket of his clothes.

Wu Yan suddenly saw a woman dressed in bright red, carrying Nan Zizhao's head, picking the brains inside with her fingernails, and asking:

"Yo, can these two little things live?"

Saying that, she leaned over to look, and gently touched the fetus with her nails, looking at the skin that had been scratched all at once, it was too fragile, she frowned, and stopped touching it.

"None, no regrets?" Wu Yan looked at his junior sister who had been dead for three years in disbelief, on the wedding night of Nanzi Showa and Fu Shihua, didn't the ghost hang himself without regrets? !

"Tsk, it's so tender, I don't know what it tastes like." Onihime glanced at the fetus, continued to pick out the brains of the nail cover, biting the bright red nails, and eating with relish.

"How could you be a demon! No regrets, you come here. You, don't eat it! Wu Yan looked at the ghost without regrets, and tears began to appear in his eyes, how could that junior sister, who has always been kind and weak and doesn't like to talk, become like this?!

"Don't eat? Senior Brother~" Ghost Ji suddenly smiled, bit the nail, and pulled out the nail violently.

Then she shook the blood from her hands, used her long nails as a spoon, stirred the blood-dripping skull, mixed the blood with the brain, and then lifted the head with satisfaction, and drank it all.

Wu Yan covered his heart, almost retching......

"Senior brother, I didn't want to kill myself, you know? I've never liked this thing......" Onihime licked her scarlet lips and lifted the head in front of her eyes.

"Just because you refused to tell my father that they hurt people, just because you Wu Yan didn't fight him Nan Zizhao, so I became his fiancée, so I blocked the way of Fu Shihua, so I should be buried alive, I should watch my father die in the hands of Nan Zizhao, and he should be buried alive in the coffin, right?" Onihime smashed the skull, blood splattered her face, and laughed horribly.

The ghost has no regrets, the righteous daughter of the head of the Liangyi Sect, the ghost Shuhua.

She is a child who was picked up, born timid and cowardly, with low self-esteem and sensitivity, and she is not a big deal. Three years ago, he committed suicide in his room, and it is said that he committed suicide in grief after the death of his father, and was buried with the head of the family in a wedding dress.

That night, a total of five people died, the prince Jiang Shanjiao, the scholar Xiuwen, fell off the cliff and died, and there were no bones.

The head of the ghost Shuhua sat down, the righteous girl and ghost committed suicide without regrets, and the great elder died suddenly. The five of them were buried together in the cemetery behind the Liangyi Sect, but except for the Great Elder, all the others were empty coffins......