In the demon world, in the temple.
Xue Qingcang drank tea slowly by himself, without even looking at Hu Miaomiao.
At first, Hu Miaomiao did not dare to speak to him, but thinking of his fight with Zhenjun Qinghui, she finally couldn't help but ask: "Brother, where is the master?"
Xue Qingcang paused, crushed the tea cup in his hand, then pulled her into his arms and asked in a cold tone: "Why, are you worried about your lover?"
Hu Miaomiao was forced to raise her head to look at him, feeling extremely aggrieved, and shed two lines of tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Why are you crying? Did I say something wrong?" Until now, Xue Qingcang's heart still hurts when he sees her crying.
"I'm not afraid to tell you that my master was seriously injured by me. I don't know whether he is dead or alive. What else can you do besides relying on me and trying your best to please me?"
Xue Qingcang hated her for her turbulent behavior. When he thought that while he was practicing hard in the devil world for a year, she was having a loving relationship with his master, he wanted to slap her to death.
One year has passed, and she has become even more beautiful and attractive. Master must be very fond of her.
Thinking of this, Xue Qingcang's face turned extremely ugly, and he vented his anger: "Does the master want to have sex with you? Are you being fucked by him?"
Hu Miaomiao cried and shook her head: "No..."
"Oh, no?" Xue Qingcang obviously didn't believe it. He pushed her directly onto the table and tore her clothes to pieces. "Yes or no, I will verify it myself."
"No, don't do this..."
Hu Miaomiao was frightened, crying with tears in her eyes, unable to push his chest.
However, her resistance was nothing more than adding fuel to the fire, making Xue Qingcang's anger even more intense.
"Why not? Master can touch you, but I can't touch you, right?" Xue Qingcang clamped her wrist and was about to kiss her, but Hu Miaomiao dodged it.
At this time, Xue Qingcang was completely irritated. He pulled her head back and kissed her deeply and wantonly.
"Woo..."
Hu Miaomiao trembled helplessly and whimpered like a small animal.
However, Xue Qingcang was so angry that he not only deepened the kiss over and over again, but even bit her neck and collarbone, leaving a wet mark.
"Brother, it hurts me so much..."
Maybe it was this "senior brother", or maybe she was crying too miserably. Xue Qingcang paused slightly, rubbed her red and swollen lips back and forth with his fingertips, and said: "There's no point in crying, I won't pity you anymore. .”
Even so, Xue Qingcang didn't continue. Instead, he straightened his clothes, left her and left.
Hu Miaomiao stared blankly at his leaving figure and cried even more sadly.
For several days, Hu Miaomiao was locked up in the temple, with his limbs chained up by heavy chains, and his spirit became weaker and weaker day by day.
As for her situation, every detail will be communicated to Xue Qingcang.
"Tell the Holy Son, Miss Hu still hasn't eaten."
Xue Qingcang sneered and cursed: "Eat it if you like it, or let her starve to death if she doesn't!"
Caifeng was not as stupid as his younger sister. He clearly saw how much Xue Qingcang cared about Hu Miaomiao, and asked tentatively: "Holy Son, do you want to send another meal over?"
"What are you giving me? Do I have to beg her to eat it?"
Caifeng quickly confessed, but when he was about to retreat, he was suddenly stopped by Xue Qingcang.
"Wait a minute, go to the human world and buy some sweets. If she doesn't eat them, give them to her!"
"As you command!"
Just as Caifeng was about to leave, he was stopped again.
"Forget it, that woman is so squeamish. She won't eat this or that. I'll buy it myself."
Caifeng was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Xue Qingcang valued Hu Miaomiao so much. He obviously still had feelings for him in his heart.
However, not long after Xue Qingcang left, the demon world welcomed an uninvited guest.
His hair was messy, he was holding a sword in his hand, and he was wearing a bloody white Taoist robe. He was full of evil spirits, and one of his eyes was missing. His miserable appearance was completely different from the former True Lord Qinghui.
As soon as Zhenjun Qinghui entered the demon world, he attracted the attention of the surrounding monsters, but he killed as many as they came.
Blood dripped along the long sword, and the mountains and plains were filled with the corpses of monsters.
Because he was too cruel and murderous, the low-level monsters were afraid of being killed and did not dare to get closer. They watched helplessly as he walked into the temple and brought out a woman from inside.
That woman was so beautiful that all beings in heaven and earth were attracted by her, and even monsters coveted her when they saw her.
Zhenjun Qinghui looked around and saw that the monsters around him were ready to move, but they did not dare to step forward.
"Huh, what a bunch of trash!"
Suddenly, Xue Qingcang escaped in the black mist and killed these useless monsters with one sword to avoid embarrassment.
A few days later, the master and apprentice faced each other again, this time it was still for Hu Miaomiao.
"Master, you are so badly injured. You must have been besieged by those righteous monks, right?" Xue Qingcang held a sword and walked towards Zhenjun Qinghui. "You are murderous. If you can die in the demon world, how can you die in the demon world?" It’s your blessing.”
Zhenjun Qinghui became a demon and killed countless people. The entire world of immortality has no place for him.
Immediately, Xue Qingcang waved his arms, and densely packed high-level monsters crawled out from the ground, making people's scalp numb.
"Master, please die!"
True Lord Qinghui dared to come because he expected this moment, but he didn't think he would die. He hadn't slept with Hu Miaomiao yet, so how could he die?
"Miaomiao, please step back first. Master will take you back after he kills Xue Qingcang."
"No! Stop fighting!"
Hu Miaomiao begged, no matter who died, or both sides suffered losses, it was not what she wanted to see.
However, when Xue Qingcang was dug out of the golden elixir, their master and apprentice formed a blood feud, and they would not give up until one side died.
Hu Miaomiao had no choice but to beg Xue Qingcang again, "Brother, please stop fighting, okay?"
Xue Qingcang glanced at her lightly and said nothing. He only asked Caifeng to take her in first to prevent the sword from being blind.
As soon as she entered the temple, a deadly battle broke out between the two sides!
Countless high-level monsters are coming. They are fighting one after another, and they are not afraid of death. They are enough to kill any powerful Nascent Soul. No wonder the ancestors want to seal the demon world.
After Zhenjun Qinghui had a fight with Xue Qingcang, he was surrounded and suppressed by righteous people. He was injured more and more, and his combat power was far less than before.
In addition, this is the demon world, Xue Qingcang's territory, and even traps can cause him to be seriously injured and die, whether calculated mentally or not.
However, in this desperate situation, Zhenjun Qinghui still remained calm, killing batch after batch of monsters, and struck Xue Qingcang's Dantian with one sword.
Xue Qingcang didn't expect that he wanted to destroy his Dantian again. Due to the intertwining of old and new hatreds, he took the initiative to raise his sword to face the enemy.
Both of them had the strongest swordsmanship in the world, and the fight was so violent that all the monsters did not dare to approach.
Gradually, both of them were covered in blood. Xue Qingcang was particularly seriously injured and almost died several times.
Although Cai Qing lost his arm, he remained loyal. He and Cai Feng pulled a demonic sacred object, the "Huntian Yin and Yang Bow", and shot an arrow through the heart and lungs of Zhenjun Qinghui.
"puff!"
Zhenjun Qinghui's figure flashed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Then he pulled out the magic arrow and used his strongest sword.
Among the immortals, no one can survive under this sword, not even Xue Qingcang!
Suddenly, when Hu Miaomiao and Chen Caifeng left, they rushed out of the temple and stood in front of Xue Qingcang without fear of death.
Zhenjun Qinghui's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly retracted his sword, but was hit by a backlash, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Hu Miaomiao was frightened, and quickly supported his fallen body, crying: "Master, I am so scared!"
"Don't...don't cry..."
Qinghui Zhenjun was vomiting blood as he spoke. Due to the backlash, all the meridians in his body were severed, and even the golden elixir that did not belong to him was broken into spider webs.
At this moment, Zhenjun Qinghui suddenly felt relieved, because these were the tears that Hu Miaomiao was sad for him and shed for him.
Zhenjun Qinghui was in a trance, and seemed to see the cute Bingxue baby again. She cried loudly at first, but when she saw him, she suddenly smiled.
That smile made him fall, and the ruthless way he had cultivated for many years was destroyed in one fell swoop.
But...he never regretted it...
Before he died, Zhenjun Qinghui regained his consciousness for a moment, "I killed many people, I'm sorry to the sect master, am I sorry..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhenjun Qinghui died of anger, and the sword master of the generation fell.
