Blame The Villain For Being Too Beautiful

In the following journey, Ning Jingyu went all the way through five stages and killed six generals. Even though the fighting time was getting longer and longer, Ning Jingyu had never been defeated all the way.

During the fight, Ning Jingyu still shielded Song Xuyi's vision and hearing, but after the fight, Ning Jingyu no longer deliberately concealed that Song Xuyi could clearly see the hideous corpses on the ground.

Those corpses turned into incomparably shriveled appearances as if they had been drained dry by something, but Ning Jingyu's face became more and more radiant and beautiful, making it hard to look directly at...

So many demons took turns to attack Ning Jingyu but he was not injured at all, and he didn't know how powerful the previous demon was to seriously injure Ning Jingyu and let her retreat for so many years...

And these shriveled corpses further verified Song Xuyi's guess that Ning Jingyu could no longer suppress the demonic energy: demons can improve their cultivation base by absorbing the demonic energy of their own race, and these corpses turned into this appearance is probably because of Ning Jing Feather drained their magic energy...

Countless thoughts flashed through Song Xuyi's mind, and Song Xuyi's mood was extremely complicated, but he didn't want Ning Jingyu to see it, and he still pretended not to be aware of everything.

And the further back, the blood color of the sky became weaker and weaker, and a little light appeared faintly in the sky, and the surrounding ground became wider and wider, and a **** smell began to faintly spread in the air, and the smell of blood became stronger as the time went on.

Song Xuyi didn't know what kind of situation was waiting for him ahead, but he knew in his heart: the two of them are about to leave this place!

Song Xuyi always remembered the words of the demon master before entering the formation - "The seventy demon heads of the black water pool are gathered here".

Along the way, Song Xuyi has been secretly paying attention to counting the number of monsters and demon cultivators in the black water pool.

Excluding the demons from the outside world, the two have already encountered sixty-nine demons from the Blackwater Pool.

This means that only one more demon in the black water pool needs to be dealt with to reach the exit.

But Song Xuyi didn't dare to take it lightly. The one who stood at the end must be the strongest demon clan, and there might be other conspiracies waiting for him after he got out.

Accompanied by the increasingly strong smell of blood, the two encountered the last wave of demons.

This is a huge pool of blood, the blood color is deep and close to black, and the soaring **** smell is emitted from the pool of blood.

"Don't get close," Ning Jingyu glanced at the blood pool, and told Song Xuyi: "You are a spirit body, this blood pool is full of devil blood, one drop is enough to penetrate your spiritual roots..."

"Hey, Fairy Ning really loves your little disciple, she's really enviable!" A female voice suddenly came from the front——

Unexpectedly, the last wave of demons was not as numerous as before. There were only the current demon master and a strangely-shaped demon with an ancient totem painted on his face and horns.

I don't know what method the Demon Lord used, but her face returned to the beautiful appearance that Song Xuyi had seen before, shining brightly, looking at Ning Jingyu with a charming smile.

"Fairy Ning, it's still too late for you to regret it now," the demon venerable looked at Ning Jingyu with winking eyes, and his soft voice sounded soft to the bone: "As long as you are willing to return to the demon world, I am willing to give up the position of the demon venerable. The two of us can share this prosperous Three Realms..."

However, Ning Jingyu didn't seem to hear her voice, and his expression didn't change at all.

"It seems that Fairy Ning doesn't want to belong to our world anymore," the smile on Mozun's face gradually disappeared, looking at Ning Jingyu with the familiar hatred in Song Xuyi's eyes, a token suddenly appeared in his hand—

On the token was painted a black dragon that Song Xuyi had seen before, exuding a faint devilish aura.

Ning Jingyu narrowed his eyes, and looked at Mozun seriously for the first time.

"Let's run away!"

Before Ning Jingyu could speak, the cowering demon next to the Demon Lord knelt down with a trembling voice, grabbed the corner of the Demon Lord's clothes and cried and exchanged tears: "I'm really scared! My illusion is not trapped at all. Ning Jingyu! I tried it once a hundred years ago, she only had hatred in her heart, and her will was as tough as iron. I was almost completely wiped out by her that time, and I haven't recovered yet..."

"Dignified Dream Demon, how can you be so useless!"

The Mozun seemed not expecting that the Dream Demon would be so afraid of Ning Jingyu, and angrily reprimanded him. She drew her sword against the neck of the weeping succubus, gnashing her teeth: "Do you think she won't kill you if you don't attack this time? If you risk your life now, you and I still have a chance!"

"What's more, you may not be able to trap her this time."

The Mozun's eyes quickly passed over Song Xuyi who was on the side, then turned to look at Ning Jingyu, and raised the wooden sign in his hand: "Fairy Ning, you must know the devilish energy on this wooden sign, right?"

"As long as you can come out of the Dream Demon's illusion today, I will tell you Ning Kui's whereabouts!"

Song Xuyi frowned, always felt that this matter would not be that simple, and was about to stop it, Ning Jingyu glanced over the wooden sign, then glanced at the blood pool behind the Demon Lord, and said in a cold voice: "it is good!"

"Master—"

Song Xuyi grabbed Ning Jingyu's sleeve, before she could persuade her, Ning Jingyu interrupted her first: "I know what you want to say."

"But Ningkui is a thorn in my heart. If Ningkui is not removed, I will have no peace."

"Xu Yi," Ning Jingyu bent her lips and stroked the top of Song Xuyi's hair. At this time, she lost her usual desolation and alienation, and there was a bit of obvious tenderness and yearning in her eyes: "Ning Kui is dead. , I can completely throw away all the past, and go with you to live the life you promised me earlier."

"I love those days."

When a person who is usually deserted and seems to have no desires suddenly becomes soft, like a lotus flower blooming on the top of a snow-capped mountain, because it is so rare that it is even more precious, which makes people feel amazing and trembling. thought.

Looking at Ning Jingyu like this, Song Xuyi's words stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak anymore. He took a deep breath, and finally could only whisper: "Then master must be careful..."

Song Xuyi wanted to say something more, but the Mozun next to him almost overflowed with jealousy when he saw the situation between the two, and interrupted Song Xuyi with a sneer: "Could Fairy Ning be afraid and want to delay? "

"Master, I want to watch you!" Seeing Ning Jingyu laying down a protective formation on his body, afraid that Ning Jingyu would block his vision and hearing again, Song Xuyi hurriedly said: "Otherwise, I don't worry..."

Ning Jingyu was stunned for a moment, and finally fulfilled Song Xuyi's wish and did not block Song Xuyi's vision, but only told Song Xuyi: "The Demon Lord is full of tricks, don't fall into her trap."

Song Xuyi nodded repeatedly, and watched Ning Jingyu stand in front of the two battling dream demons. The dream demon released a strange gray smoke, swallowing Ning Jingyu's whole body...

And almost at the moment when the dream demon engulfed Ning Jingyu, a small bottle suddenly appeared in the hands of the demon king. The demon king took out a bunch of black hair from the small bottle, and when the black hair fell to the ground, Song Xuyi watched helplessly as the lock of hair turned into himself. He took the God Killing Saber from Demon Venerable's hand and plunged into the smoke...

The God Killing Knife is a rumored magic weapon, as long as it is stabbed in the center of the mouth by the God Killing Knife, the Da Luo Immortal will not be able to save people.

"That's the hair on your body. It took me a lot of effort to get it from someone else."

The Demon Lord seemed to want to see Ning Jingyu lose his composure, and walked up to Song Xuyi in an attempt to break through Ning Jingyu's protective formation beside Song Xuyi, but no matter how hard she tried, she could only hover around five steps around Song Xuyi. Standing five steps away, Neng looked at Song Xuyi with resentment: "Guess, can Ning Jingyu in the illusion recognize this Gu who carries your aura? If he was stabbed in the chest by his closest apprentice, it would be What kind of feeling?"

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity I can't see that scene in person!"

Song Xuyi didn't speak, but just stared at the gray changing mist.

It would be a lie to say that there is no worry, but Ning Jingyu is stunningly beautiful, and Song Xuyi does not think that Ning Jingyu will be deceived by a small Gu.

"Do you know who Ning Kui is?"

Seeing that Song Xuyi didn't speak, Mozun turned his eyes and changed the subject: "You don't know, do you? Your master is not a fairy. Her father Ning Kui's real body is a dragon. In order to prevent everyone from knowing that she has a demon Ning Jingyu wanted to kill Ning Kui to hide this secret because of the matter of the clan blood..."

Song Xuyi's eyes moved, and he secretly took out the photo stone to record the appearance of the Demon Lord at this time, but he pretended to look at the Demon Lord in shock: "Impossible, how could Master have the blood of the Demon Race?" —”

"Your master really didn't dare to tell you the truth," Mozun saw Song Xuyi's shocked expression, and the smile on his face became brighter: "Your master is a half-demon, half-immortal monster, what do you think she had in mind to take you in? But I just want to use you as a cauldron after your cultivation technique is complete!"

"You don't want to lie to me," Song Xuyi's eyes widened, his eyes hesitated, but he retorted: "How do you know these things?"

"Of course Ning Kui told me—"

"You really are lying!" Song Xuyi took a deep breath and continued to retort: ​​"If it is as you said, Ning Kui is being chased and killed by Master at this time like a lost dog, how dare he openly go to the Demon Realm to contact you?"

"Ning Kui naturally has his own way." As if remembering something, Mozun's eyes curled up complicatedly: "I didn't expect Ning Kui to become like this now. If he didn't take the initiative to contact, Ning Kui I can't even recognize him in front of me!"

What has become of Ning Kui?

However, Mozun was extremely vigilant, and stopped talking after saying this, looking at Song Xuyi with deliberate pity in his eyes: "I didn't believe it when I first heard these things, but These are all facts..."

Song Xuyi pursed her lips and lowered her head, putting away the photo stone.

Now that she has got some clues, she doesn't plan to talk to the Demon Lord anymore, but the Demon Lord sees that Song Xuyi doesn't respond, and his expression becomes more and more crazy——

"Do you know what this blood pool is? This is the center of the black water pool formation, and the blood rolling in it hides bone-corroding demonic energy. Your master's life is hard, so I set up two life-threatening gates for her, When your master comes out of the formation, I will push her into the pool of blood—"

"Who made her blind? It's just a pity that her beautiful body, the only one in the world, fell into the pool of blood and ended up with no bones left—"

"At that time, do you want to jump into the pool of blood to be with her?"

…

Song Xuyi didn't want to talk to her: Mo Zun is too confident! Countless demons died under Ning Jingyu's hands, how could Ning Jingyu be defeated by a dream demon?

However, contrary to Song Xuyi's expectations, not long after, with the sound of "ah", the dream demon who was standing beside the formation suddenly let out a cry of pain, threw himself forward, vomited blood and died!

what happened?

Song Xuyi stared wide-eyed, looking at the rolling black mist—

The dream demon died, and the swirling gray mist dissipated. After seeing the scene in the mist clearly, Song Xuyi's eyes almost burst into tears—the fake Song Xuyi's knife pierced Ning Jingyu's chest, and Ning Jingyu held the knife, The blood dripped down, and she grabbed the fake Song Xuyi's throat with one hand, lowered her eyes as if she was thinking about something, but she didn't make a move.

"Master!" Song Xuyi shouted loudly!

This sound seemed to wake Ning Jingyu up. Ning Jingyu tilted his head and glanced at Song Xuyi, tightened his fingers, and the fake Song Xuyi fell down lightly and turned back into a strand of long hair. Song Xuyi was amazed at the strong emotion in Ning Jingyu's eyes when he looked at him, and almost instantly , the Mozun at the side swung a sword—

A sword wrapped in huge spiritual power fell on Ning Jingyu's body, and Ning Jingyu's body fell into the pool of blood like an arrow from the string.

The Demon Lord didn't seem to expect to hit Ning Jingyu, and he froze in place. Song Xuyi stared wide-eyed, watching Ning Jingyu fall into the pool of blood, and his whole body was submerged in blood...

The heart seemed to be clenched by something suddenly, and I couldn't breathe suddenly——

And almost the moment Ning Jingyu fell into the blood pool, something seemed to shatter in his mind suddenly, and the long-lost system went online again, Song Xuyi's eyes lit up, "Can you think of a way to save the master?" Exit, the system has already breathed a long sigh of relief—

"Xu Yi, you don't know how hard it is for me these days! Fortunately, the villain is finally dead!"

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