After Yang Jiao secretly complained, he was very sure that the strength of the cadre just now was far inferior to the cadre who appeared before.

It seems that he is really ruthless, which has led to the strength of the reborn cadre weakened so much.

But it doesn't matter, the good man will do it to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and let him completely disperse this cadre who is equivalent to the source of the humanoid self-propelled demon qi, and then suck up the city without tears.

End this sad place.

At this time, Yan Hongye, Zhuge Wuwei, Su Tianxin and others arrived on their front and back feet, and just happened to see the scene of the cadres turning into ashes.

Suddenly, everyone's pupils shrank, and they looked at Yang Jiao, who had a calm breath and an indifferent face, in disbelief.

"Demon Lord, have you improved your cultivation skills?"

Yan Chixia asked in surprise, and before Yang Jiao could answer, Sima Sanniang patted him on the shoulder, obviously telling him that what he saw before was not an illusion.

For Sima Sanniang, it is best that Yang Jiao can kill the generals.

In this way, even if her daughter fails to fall in love with Zhuge Wuwei, she will not have any worries about her life in a short time.

After leaving the City of No Tears, she can also find more ways to cure Yan Hongye's madness.

But for Yan Chixia, who always cares about the right path and the safety of the world, it is very unfriendly.

In his opinion, the cadres who became demons were irrelevant, and he was afraid that they would not be able to threaten their lives.

However, an even more terrifying Seven Nights Demon Lord was born, and at this time, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad, compared to this increasingly terrifying Yin Moon Demon Lord.

He is more willing to deal with cadres who only have instinctive obsessions.

Su Tianxin suddenly spoke:

"Demon Lord of the Seven Nights, the decrease in demonic energy in the City of No Tears is because of you?"

Yang Jiao's face was deep, and he looked at Su Tianxin.

"Are you questioning Ben Shengjun?"

"If it weren't for me, what would you do if Yan Hongye couldn't cure herself and successfully cultivated the mysteries of the Xuan Heart?"

Yang Jiao didn't wait for Su Tianxin to answer, so he held the hilt of the sword in one hand and carried it in the other, and said to himself:

"I'm afraid that in the end, you will throw yourself into the sword furnace and die with the generals."

"It's really a pity, back then you promised Mo Ye to kill the general, and you have indeed done your best."

"However, in the end, I still can't resist your love for the cadre, so I let him go."

"Nowadays, you can't love each other in life, and you can be in the same cave after death, and it seems that a so-called poignant love story has been achieved."

After Su Tianxin heard this, his eyes froze slightly, and he couldn't help asking:

"Have you awakened the memories of the cadre's past life? You are the Seventh Resentful Couple! ”

As soon as these words came out, except for Yan Hongye, everyone was like a thunderbolt, and they were stunned.

At this time, they only cared about falling in love, which caused Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian, who were belated, to hear the news.

Both of them staggered back, unable to believe it was true.

When they heard Yang Jiao calmly confide out two words, their faces turned pale instantly.

"That's right." Yang Jiao admitted with a flat face.

After half a ring, Su Tianxin said lightly to Yang Jiao:

"Before the seventh life, I failed my cousin Mo Xie and didn't keep my promise to kill the cadre, after the seventh life, if Yan Hongye still didn't practice the mysteries of the Xuanxin in the end, I'm afraid that I would kill the cadre with a martyr's sword as you said."

Then, Su Tianxin suddenly seemed to think of something:

"I also finally understand why Mo Evil Sword led everyone into the City of Tears, since the marriage of the Seventh Generations and the resentment of the Seventh Generations originated from the City of Tears, they should also be destroyed here."

"Mo Evil Sword wants you to stay in the City of No Tears and stay away from the world from now on, which may also be the best result of your tragic fate."

Not to mention the others, what was the reaction after hearing it, Yan Hongye stood up first:

"Ridiculous, ridiculous."

"Why should we bear the fate you have brought us?"

"Back then, you could simply use the Mo Evil Sword to kill the cadre, and it was because of your unbearability that his demonic aura became stronger and stronger."

"Later, you became weak, so you pinned your hopes on the mysteries of the Xuan Xin, am I right?"

Before Su Tingxin could answer, Zhuge Wuwei immediately spoke for her:

"Don't blame Sister Tianxin, she didn't know what she did."

Yan Hongye looked at Zhuge Wuwei coldly and indifferently:

"Don't give me any more nonsense like unintentional mistakes."

"How could she not know that if she really wanted to give up on being a fighter, she should not continue to love him, but kill him completely."

Zhuge Wuwei said gently and sincerely:

"Loving someone or not loving someone, there is no choice at all, in order to keep the beloved by his side, people can forget right and wrong to do anything, love is blind, isn't it?"

Yan Hongye's pupils were cold:

"What was right for her, what was wrong for us."

Zhuge Wuwei blurted out:

"Didn't Sister Tianxin create the secret of Xuanxin to make up for everything?"

Suddenly, Su Tianxin spoke out to stop:

"Okay, Wuwei, I really didn't misunderstand you, you do have wisdom beyond ordinary people, and an innocent heart."

"But don't hide it for me, the secret of the Xuan Xin I created is another unforgivable mistake of mine, because it is the most selfish martial art in the world."

Yan Hongye sneered:

"What? You're finally willing to admit it. ”

Su Tian's heart was sad, and he slowly said:

"Sometimes people have strange memories, and in order to protect themselves, some important pasts are willing to forget it."

"But I am very grateful to you, it is you who made me willing to face my past, and I can't love the cadre, in order to make up for this regret."

"Therefore, I created this set of martial arts, and I want Xuanxin to use Taoism to create a seventh-generation marriage of my dreams, so as to continue my love for the cadre."

The chill in Yan Hongye's eyes became colder and colder:

"Su Tianxin, this city without tears does not belong to the cadres at all, it belongs to you."

"That's right, the City Without Tears belongs to me."

Su Tianxin did not deny it, and continued:

"But Mo Evil Sword's idea is not wrong, if everything ends here, it may also be the best ending for you."

"What's more, as a resentful companion of the Seventh Generation, the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights is now far superior to the cadre, and you can live here forever."

Sima Sanniang in the field was thrilled after hearing this, if Yan Hongye could stay in the city without tears all the time, wouldn't it mean that she would never have to worry about her going crazy and breaking out.

But before Sima Sanniang could speak, she wanted to persuade her to stay here.

Yang Jiao, who was not far away, said quietly:

"What is the difference between good intentions imposed on others and bad faith?"

Without waiting for Su Tianxin to explain, he continued with a cold chill in his tone:

"No matter what this Holy Monarch says, it can be regarded as saving your life, and this is how you repay your life-saving benefactor?"

"If you really don't value your life."

"Then give it back to me."

"Groan!"