Whose heart knot is it?

The middle-aged man lying on the ground was stunned, and then he raised his eyes and met Yan Meiqian's cold gaze.

Look down on me.

Why does he look down on me? !

The middle-aged man's heart was filled with resentment, and the nameless anger was burning his limbs and bones. Questions were buried in his heart.

How can a person's foundation be determined by himself? I just want to ascend to heaven as soon as possible. How could a child of destiny like Yan Meiqian understand my difficulties?

Yan Meiqian didn't notice this. He was anxious and his mind was full of thoughts about how to rescue his junior brother from the puppet.

He skillfully swung his sword to avoid the ghost hands that kept emerging from the ground, and his sword moves as sharp as the wind.

This was probably the first time the puppet encountered such a tough opponent. One hand was unable to fight the enemy, and the strength of the other hand holding Xiao Cha's neck slowly loosened.

Xiao Cha finally found a moment of life in this suffocating situation.

But before he could take a deep breath of fresh air, he saw a scene that he would never forget.

Shangguan Qing's face changed drastically.

Hu Qianji and Huai Zusu curled their lips as if it had nothing to do with them.

"Brother! Get out of the way!"

No one expected that the seriously injured middle-aged man could actually take out the golden elixir from his dantian and use all his strength to summon his sword.

As the sword flashed, the ground was covered with blood.

Yan Meiqian frowned and looked down at the sharp sword in front of her chest.

The sword is of intermediate quality, and one can tell at a glance that it is a basic spiritual sword distributed to disciples by a large sect or family.

Yan Meiqian recognized this sword, as it was worn by the disciples of Hengyuan Sect. She never expected that this sword would one day stimulate her body.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man grinned, "The dead man's golden elixir should finally start to work!"

"When I die, I'll drag someone down with me. This life will be worth it. Hahahahahaha!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man activated his golden elixir and self-destructed without any reluctance.

The power of the explosion of the golden elixir of a Nascent Soul cultivator is extremely powerful.

Yan Meiqian was the closest to him and was the most seriously affected. In addition, her body was pierced by the spiritual sword. He slowly fell to the ground, seriously injured.

After a while, Yan Meiqian's eyes gradually lost their former brilliance, his dark pupils slowly dilated, and his expression gradually collapsed, which meant that his life was also slipping away.

"Brother Yan..." Xiao Cha's throat was hoarse as he repeated his name in disbelief.

"Hehe!" Yan Meiqian opened her mouth and blood kept oozing out from the corners of her mouth.

At this moment, he was still worried about the safety of Xiao Cha and other fellow disciples, as if he had forgotten that the person he should be most worried about now was himself.

Yan Meiqian's worry was stuck in her throat, she couldn't speak or move, she just felt as if her eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the past kept appearing in her mind like a kaleidoscope.

He knew how serious his injuries were, and he also knew that if he closed his eyes, he would never be able to open them again.

Yan Meiqian looked up at the sky and saw a beautiful colorful cloud.

The breath gradually subsided, and I felt the breeze blowing across my face again. The last moment in this world was the sound of the wind bringing the fishy smell of soil. My thoughts went back to the first cry of a baby when he was born in childhood, which was also blown by the breeze.

Big Brother... this heavy burden has been lifted.

Yan Meiqian slowly closed her eyes, and her chest stopped rising and falling.

Xiao Cha was so angry that he vomited a ball of black blood. His body felt as if it had been struck by lightning and half of it was numb. His hands and feet could not help but tremble. He bit the soft flesh in his mouth and finally held back his tears.

"Brother! Cough cough...Brother!!...Cough cough cough! Yan Meiqian!! Ugh..."

Obviously, I don't want to involve anyone in my death.

Why?

Why did it end up like this?

Xiao Cha couldn't figure it out.

Is this the consequence of violating the plot? But why should this consequence involve an innocent person?

Why shouldn't I, the culprit, take the responsibility?

No one answered his question, and no one could answer his question.

Yan Meiqian was originally the eldest senior brother of a famous sect. She was gifted, treated people with respect and had no personal grudges. She had a bright future in life, but she died in such a hasty way.

"She died a little earlier than I expected." Bai Changqing folded his arms, leaned over Yan Meiqian, and said in a tone of pity, "But this death is too ugly."

Then Bai Changqing stood up and put one foot on his body.

"The disciples of the Immortal Sect are no more than this."

"After I leave, where will the immortals come from? Where will the demons come from? I will be the one to control them all!!"

Bai Changqing laughed without any scruples.

But then Xiao Cha suddenly said inappropriately, "Are you satisfied, Senior?"

Xiao Cha spoke softly and in a calm tone, and no one could hear the emotion contained in his words.

Bai Changqing raised his foot and kicked Yan Meiqian's body aside. His movements were very cautious, and he looked disgusted as he didn't want to get any blood stains on it.

"Hmm~"

"Not enough, not enough. I want to make this muddy world even more muddy. Only then will I be satisfied!"

"I've been in this fairyland for at least a hundred years. It's so boring. These are just appetizers." Bai Changqing said arrogantly, and the fox tail behind him swept the ground happily.

Bai Changqing looked at Xiao Cha's face, which was filled with suppressed anger. For some reason, he felt that such a pale face should be matched with this look of despair.

A sense of refreshment bursts out from the heart.

It makes people want to torture the poor "sick young man".

It's also very interesting.

Bai Changqing glanced at the rest of the group and said lightly, "Who's next?"

These are the sect's key disciples. If they were to be refined into puppets...

Bai Changqing looked around at everyone nonchalantly.

He thought that once he left this fairyland, it would be a bit troublesome to reorganize all the sects of the immortals at once. It just so happened that the people sent here were all Nascent Soul cultivators. It would be better to refine them into puppets and do things for him.

Jiang Lizhi bit the soft flesh on her lips and looked at the corpse rolling to the side, feeling a little apologetic.

Just a few apologies.

They still have their own paths to follow, and facing a strong opponent, they must not get involved any further, even if it means giving up the magic herb.

Jiang Lizhi didn't know what to say. She knew that everything she thought about was an apology to Yan Meiqian. If it weren't for her, why would Yan Meiqian get involved?

But as the future leader of the sect, he cannot die, and he must not die in the fairyland and let the sect down.

When Bai Changqing saw Shangguan Qing, he raised his hand and nodded gently at Shangguan Qing as if he had seen something interesting.

"You are also from the Hengyuan Sect, why not kill everyone in one sect first."

Shangguan Qing's eyes were red with tears and she glared at the person in front of her.

He seemed to want to carve Bai Changqing's appearance into his heart and never forget it for the rest of his life. Without anyone knowing, he had just made a wish filled with hatred in his heart, which also marked that the young man had truly grown up - revenge.

If you want revenge, you can't rush into the limelight at this time.

But to cut the grass, we must get rid of the roots. Today, all the people of Hengyuan Sect will die here.

Bai Changqing knew this, and with a sweep of his tail, he charged towards Shangguan Qing with great momentum.

"stop."

[System, in the original novel, the protagonist summoned the Demon-Slaying Sword, but it was indeed through the blood in his heart.]

[Yes, Master Host, but the plot hasn't progressed to that point yet. Forcibly summoning it now would go against the plot's progression, and the price you'd pay would be several times higher than in the original plot.]

Since people die because of themselves, why bother about the damn price!

Xiao Cha's eyelids were half-lifted, and his whole body was filled with an air of fatigue and numbness. It was rare to see despair in him.

[Host, please don't mess around! ! ]

"You were the one who wanted me to defeat him, and now you're the one who's trying to stop me. System, oh system, some things are no longer up to you."

It's time to put an end to this mess.

Xiao Cha raised his head calmly. His anger, despair, and determination in the face of death were all hidden beneath that calm surface.

Bai Changqing didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"I said stop."

After Xiao Cha finished speaking, he raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, and rushed towards the puppet's neck fiercely.

The puppet had a subconscious instinct to strike back, but his master's order was to spare Xiao Cha's life, or at least cripple him. So he used his other hand to strike Xiao Cha in the chest, saving a lot of strength.

Xiao Cha had already anticipated this.

The hand that was about to rush towards the puppet's neck stopped, grabbed the other's wrist, and grabbed it towards his chest.

The puppet's long nails pierced Xiao Cha's chest.

Xiao Cha held the puppet's hand tightly. He felt that the blood flow was not enough, so he circled the puppet's hand in front of his chest.

This time it pierced deeper, even half of the puppet's hand was stuck in his flesh.

"Patta, patta——" drops of blood dripped.

Xiao Cha's face turned pale with pain. He gasped for breath and gave him a bloodthirsty, devilish smile. Then he shouted sharply, "The sword follows my will!"

"Kill! Demon! Sword!"

The valley was filled with the hoarse and desperate howling of a man.

And the next second, the world suddenly changed, dyeing the sky red and black, the mountains and rivers shook, and the water flowed upstream.

Ten miles away, a powerful spiritual power fluctuation suddenly erupted.

Everyone saw these changes.

Hu Qianji narrowed his eyes mysteriously and stared at the person who had changed his body.

A hint of surprise flashed across Huai Zusu's face, and the look he gave Xiao Cha was no longer simple. The devil sword had not appeared in the world for a hundred years, but now it was summoned out casually by a mortal.

The wind is howling——

Amid the whistling wind, Bai Changqing sensed something was wrong and snapped his fingers, letting the puppet attack Xiao Cha's vitals.

But as soon as the puppet's hand stretched out, it was cut off by a bright light.

A sword was inserted directly into the soil between the puppet and Xiao Cha, and suddenly a wave of force knocked the person next to him several meters away.

But the only one who was not affected was Xiao Cha.

Everyone saw that the young man standing in the blowing sand had an unprecedented tenacity in his eyes.

Xiao Cha raised his hand, and the Demon-Slaying Sword obediently returned to its place in his hand.

[Host, you have no cultivation to accompany you, so you can only use the Demon Slayer Sword for 20 minutes. If you exceed this time, your body will collapse.]

Thanks for the reminder, it was only 20 minutes, enough to save the lives of everyone present.

Xiao Cha's eyes swept over Yan Meiqian's "sleeping" body, and his heart felt cold.

In the past, he thought it was an idiotic plot that required a personal sacrifice for the protagonist to "go big", but he didn't expect that there would be no "supporting characters" with a God's perspective. He thought that there was no need for so many twists and turns, and he could only do his best to protect others.

Xiao Cha sneered.

The one laughing is not others but yourself. 'Too clever is half the trick' and you push others into the abyss.

"Oh!"

Bai Changqing looked deeply at the young man in front of him who had given him many surprises today.

But since it is not in our hands, it is better to destroy it early.

Xiao Cha held the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand, flicked his wrist, and the sword body flashed in the air. His knees gradually bent, and the next second, the young man disappeared like a black panther in the forest.

Huai Zusu's eyes were filled with deep wonder, and he secretly activated the contract in his mind, forgetting that he could no longer use it to restrict Xiao Cha's actions.

Bai Changqing closed his eyes leisurely, and the fox ears on his head moved. Foxes have sensitive sense of smell and hearing, so Xiao Cha's move was undoubtedly no match for him.

However, Bai Changqing had just mocked Xiao Cha's stupidity a second ago, but the next moment he clearly felt that the sword in the dark had taken a wrong turn, and the target of the attack was not himself, but the puppet in the distance.

"An incompetent youngster, actually pretending to be smart?"

Bai Changqing's pupils suddenly shrank, and the originally casual smile froze on his lips. The space behind him twisted, and his long nails drew a half circle in the air.

Then the puppet twisted its neck and dodged.

However, the puppet still couldn't really avoid Xiao Cha's stab.

The tip of the sword pierced the bone, its target clear, heading for the heart.

Xiao Cha bit the tip of his tongue, the severe pain kept him awake. The hand holding the Demon-Slaying Sword began to tremble, as if he would not be able to lift the sword in the next second.

But he knew that this was the only and last time he would stab Bai Changqing.

"Crack!" The tip of the sword pierced deeper inside.

The puppet's bones were obviously specially refined by Bai Changqing, and the hard bones blocked the sword's force.

No, I can't fail here!

Xiao Cha drew out his sword, and the dazzling blade slashed across his wrist, and blood immediately splattered on the sword.

However, in the blink of an eye, the murderous aura on the Demon-Slaying Sword became even heavier, and the pressure around it created ripples in the air.

"This is it!" Huai Li lost his composure.

Huai Zusu smiled with an emotionless smile, and spoke with a hint of coldness, "The sword recognizes its master."

Huai Kui was surprised and a little worried, "What!!"

A sword spirit that was originally born from the demon clan actually recognized an ordinary mortal.

If these words were to be spread, it would undoubtedly be a slap in the face of all the demon people present.

Xiao Cha then turned around and stabbed again, but this time, the already damaged bones could no longer withstand the increased force of the attack and broke.

Xiao Cha hadn't even breathed a sigh of relief yet.

A transparent white hand grasped the Demon-Slaying Sword and pointed it forward.

Bai Changqing exhaled coldly, his face covered with broken skin. He yanked the sword out of the puppet with his hand, "Do you think you can kill me like this?"

"It's ridiculous. It's ridiculous."

Bai Changqing smiled evilly in front of everyone and was about to grab Xiao Cha's vitals, "You can die now."

Who knows.

Xiao Cha didn't dodge at all, but closed his eyes instead.

Hu Qianji felt a pain in his heart, and his feet moved slightly, but he held himself back.

Shangguan Qing was so frightened that he didn't know how to react.

But no one expected that Bai Changqing's face changed and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Xiao Cha raised his head, revealing his forehead. He saw the runes that only belonged to the puppet appearing on half of his face. He smiled in a bold and unruly manner.

"When did you transfer the soul lock to yourself!" Bai Changqing was in disbelief. When he wanted to summon the puppet behind him to make some movement, he suddenly realized that the person behind him had lost the soul lock and was no longer a puppet.

Before Bai Changqing turned around, the puppet used the last remnant of its soul to step forward, hold his head with its pale hands from behind, and then squeezed it hard.

If Bai Changqing had not dodged in time, his head would have turned into a pool of blood in an instant.

Bai Changqing almost stumbled and fell to the ground, his cold eyes swept over the two of them.

In an instant, he understood everything. When the Demon-Slaying Sword pierced the puppet's body for the first time, it had already transferred the soul lock when the two touched.

Now the carrier of his soul is no longer the puppet, but depression.

"Damn it." He took a wrong step. He shouldn't have been so greedy for the Pure Yang Body and left Xiao Cha behind in the first place.

Xiao Cha saw Bai Changqing's expression of sudden enlightenment and gently stroked the sword with his fingers.

Bai Changqing reached out his hand and quickly stopped him, saying, "Just know that even if you dismantle my soul and severely injure it, with my strength, it won't take long for it to be reassembled. I will still return to this world!"

"I'll give you a choice. I won't kill anyone here, and I'll keep you by my side and take good care of you. I'll give you all my magic weapons, instruments, secret techniques, and elixirs. When I reach a high position, I'll promise you everything in the name of the demon fox fairy. How about it?"

Xiao Cha shook his head, then put the knife on his neck, with the blade very close to his fragile skin.

The young man looked disheveled at the moment, his long hair scattered like black ink, scattered all over his body, blood stained the corners of his mouth. He said with a half-smile, "Senior, you wanted to kill me just now, so I will satisfy you now!"

A very terrible and crazy look.

Xiao Cha paused, as if remembering something. Without turning around, he shouted, "Don't worry about it. You don't have to leave my body behind."

“Live well!”

I don't know who he was giving these instructions to.

In an instant.

Xiao Cha's hands moved powerfully and without hesitation. The blade embedded itself into the bone, splashing blood and ink. A tragic yet magnificent painting appeared before everyone's eyes.

Xiao Cha fell to the ground just like Yan Meiqian, her pupils dilated, her chest rising and falling and gradually stopping.

"Ah!!!" Bai Changqing covered his face with his hands. Cracks appeared on his originally handsome face. His consciousness was seriously injured and his soul was also damaged this time. The most important thing now was to find a place to reshape his soul.

He immediately transformed into his original form, and before anyone could react, a black fox flashed into the woods, leaving no trace.

The other side

Shangguan Qing's lips turned pale and he stumbled forward. Looking at the lifeless Xiao Cha in front of him, he knelt on the ground.

The blood flowing from Xiao Cha's neck was hot. Shangguan Qing tried to cover it with his hands, but the "blood" was too hot. It was so hot that Shangguan Qing couldn't cover it no matter how hard he tried. The world in front of him was gradually wetted by tears and became blurred. The movements of his hands also became numb. He looked at the people around him helplessly.

"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do!!! Senior Brother!!"

[Death Countdown——10.9.8.7…3.2.1.]

【Host has been confirmed dead.】

[Congratulations to the host for completing the mission 'Killing the Unknown Person']

[You have triggered the permission - you will not die, it will be executed in 20 days]

【Looking forward to meeting the host next time~】