Chang Xi retreated from everyone, leaving only himself in front of the grass house, his face uncertain.

Xi'er's state is much better than before, it took three starfish suckers to clean the voodoo in her body, although Xi'er is still in a coma, but after taking the decoction, her face has gradually become shallow blood, and the huge penetrating wounds on her chest and back have been spawned by the woman with unknown artifact means, giving birth to a large number of flesh buds in a short period of time, and even the broken ribs are slowly growing stubble. Fortunately in the misfortune, the sternal spur of the famous eyebrow did not hurt Xi'er's backbone, otherwise it would really be difficult for the gods to save it. Daqing's injury is slightly lighter than Xi'er's, and he still looks like a small snake lying on the cushion, he has already discharged voodoo, and there is no major problem, just waiting to recuperate quietly.

The woman can be said to have taken back two lives from the hands of Hades, her face was a little pale because of the successive rescue spells, and her expression was on her face when she turned back.

The black-robed man outside the grass house was looking at her coldly, and the undisguised sharp aura pierced her cheeks.

Chang Xi's voice was like a Nine Shadows: "Your Excellency is so deeply hidden, people in the Demon Domain will be tortured and punished in hell when they enter the Yellow Spring after death, but you are at large?"

The woman subconsciously touched the clan pattern on her eyebrows that could not be concealed by other means, and said with a wry smile: "Falling into hell after death and being punished is because of the evil deeds done in life, why do you think that everyone in the demon domain should go to hell after death?"

The Dongyou Sword is still in Dongyou's hand, but for Chang Xi, who is now in the middle of the Transformation God Realm, in the tragic battle that is not about separating life and death at every turn, there is not much difference between having a sword in his hand and not having a sword. He has an unforgettable hatred for the Demon Domain and even the Demon Clan, if it weren't for their countless attempts to invade Kyushu for thousands of years, his father and mother would not have died on that night of war!

But at the same time, Chang Xi instinctively didn't want to embarrass this demon woman, if it weren't for her help, Xi'er and Daqing would have now returned to the six realms of reincarnation, and if he wanted to take action against his life-saving benefactor, he wouldn't be able to step through that hurdle no matter what.

Grievances aside, this is no different from ingratitude.

The young woman with excellent medical skills put down the decoction stove, looked at the Taiji fish talisman where yin and yang converged on the windowsill, and said softly: "That yin fish talisman was given to me by a young monk. He said that in the future I would meet a man with another piece of Yang Fish Talisman and ask me to help him as much as I can. The young monk said that only in this way would my wish come true. ”

Chang Xi's heart trembled suddenly, her wish before her death? He couldn't help but be surprised: "Can you still remember the memories of your life?"

The woman nodded.

The hostility and murderous aura in Chang Xi's body suddenly dissipated and disintegrated like a flood that burst the embankment, and he staggered backwards, feeling that something he had always believed in in his heart collapsed in an instant. There is only one possibility that can remember the memories of her life, that is, this woman from the Demon Domain royal family was blessed with great merit during her lifetime, so that she did not have to drink the bowl of Meng Po soup when she walked across the Nai He Bridge.

How could there be people with immeasurable merit in that land where the roots of demonic thoughts were planted?

On the one hand, the father and mother who were brutally killed by the demon wolf and demon cultivator, and the thousands of Li people and righteous monks, on the other hand, the demon woman who helped him at the moment of crisis, two completely different emotions collided violently in his chest, the so-called justice and conscience were entangled with each other, he fell into it, suffered deeply, and in the woman's surprised eyes, he staggered away from this grass house.

The scissors are still messy, and he chooses to escape.

On the top of the green mountain on the lakeside that was dotted with snow, Chang Xi, who was lost and depressed, sat paralyzed in the snow, he looked at the scenery on the top of the mountain in a daze, and said in a hoarse voice: "Could it be that I have been wrong for so many years?"

"It's not you who is at fault, it's us, or everyone else on earth. ”

Beside him, a second personality with the same body shape as him suddenly appeared, his gaze crossed the thick sea of clouds, fell on the lakeside grass and the pile of naughty and cute snowmen, shook his head and sighed: "Look at the green mountains and green waters and reeds, as well as her superb medical skills that are by no means a day's cold, where is there a little bit of the fierce and cruel cannibalism of the people in the Demon Domain recorded in the classics of various sects and factions in Kyushu?" After thousands of years of strife between the human race and the demons, they should be sparing no effort to smear and scandalize each other, and those so-called biographical records are the best propaganda carriers. If this girl really wants to harm you, she doesn't have to save Xi'er and Daqing, and slowly let you watch the most cherished person suffer and die, which is the face of the people in the Demon Domain in the record. ”

The second personality continued: "Meng Po and the Bodhisattva King of the Earth are both virtuous and capable figures in the human race, and she must have a reason to be selected by the Bodhisattva as a demon royal family and give the Yin Fish Talisman, and her immeasurable merit is the best proof of this. And these merits must be inseparable from the human race, imagine if these merits are only unilaterally related to the demon domain or the demon race, how can this girl be able to enter the eyes of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth?"

The woman by the lake walked out of the reeds with a bamboo basket, squatted on the edge of the lake, carefully washed the sheets and bedding stained by blood, and the mirror-like lake surface rippled. There may be a small number, but there is always a group of people who are willing to put aside their barriers and prejudices and be kind to others. Perhaps this is what it means to succumb to the darkness and plough to the light. ”

"Don't hesitate to expose yourself to help people in danger, such a woman who sacrifices herself for others deserves your respect and tolerance with your heart. ”

Chang Xi closed his eyes with a struggle.

In his mind, he retraced the tragic picture of his father and mother dying at the mouth of the demon wolf, the sad picture of himself who broke a leg and fighting with robbers and bandits in the ice and snow to survive, the bloody picture of the senior brothers and sisters being dismembered by the ten thousand demons in the valley outside Lijia Village, and the picture of the demon clan's spy Elder Fu Lao of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect mutilating hundreds of disciples...... Until I met her from the Demon Domain.

It dawned on him that he had been living in hatred all along.

The reason why he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals was purely for revenge, so that in the face of the kindness of the people in the Demon Domain, he would instinctively put the grievances between the two clans and the strong revenge above morality and right and wrong.

The old concept of right and wrong that lasted for thousands of years slowly collapsed inadvertently, and a new set of values was quietly erected, Chang Xi, who put aside racial prejudice and excessive personal feelings, was stunned, raised his hand and looked away, and said to himself in a hoarse voice: "There are the most sinister human races in this world, but there are also the most kind-hearted demons... Is that so?"

"It's too late!"

An icy snowball slammed into his face, and before Chang Xi could react and wipe away the ice slag on his face, another snowball bloomed on his face.

The second personality, who weighed a few snowballs and was about to make another move, sneered and sneered: "It's a shame that you, the so-called kendo genius, boast of having excellent vision, but you're just a little kid blinded by hatred. This kind-hearted woman saved the lives of Xi'er and Daqing without asking for anything in return, which is a life-saving benefactor for you. And you're fucking good, not only didn't you have half a thank you, but you also lifted your pants and turned your face to disown people. Where did you learn such cheeky supernatural powers? If you let your father and mother know that you are such an ungrateful cub who crossed the river and demolished the bridge, I will see if my father and mother can beat you to death!"

Chang Xi, who was scolded by "himself", was stunned in place, his heart knot was quietly untied, and in a burst of snowballs, he got up and swept towards the lakeside grass house.