Demon World (VIII)

The wind was cold and snow was falling everywhere. The snow in Kongsang Realm had been falling for a long time.

Countless bodies were buried under the thick snow. This war lasted for more than ten days until Yumen was attacked and Kongsang Realm, which belonged to the fairy world, fell. The fairy world was forced to retreat to the rear.

Although Kongsang Realm is a desolate place, it has abundant spiritual veins, which is also the reason why the Demon Realm attacked this time.

Shen Ci Yu stood tall and graceful, holding a sword in one hand as she looked at the endless snowfield.

He had been smooth sailing since childhood and had hardly experienced any hardships, but at this moment he was completely confused.

He killed many demons, his white clothes were stained with the black blood of the demons, and his blue sword was still dripping blood.

But I still couldn't find her.

There are countless bodies buried in thousands of miles here. Which one is she?

"Sande..."

Shen Ciyu murmured.

Another demon came at him, and he swung his sword to kill it almost numbly.

He only thought that these demon soldiers were blocking his way. A sword cultivator at the Spiritual Transformation Realm or a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots could easily deal with these demon soldiers. It just took some time.

Shen Ciyu is very irritable now. He is always good-tempered and rarely gets angry.

He swung his sword and chopped away, and all the blocking demon soldiers turned into black smoke.

Shen Ci Yu was about to move forward when he felt a chill down his spine. All his senses went on full alert, and his keen senses from years of sword practice made him subconsciously turn around and swing his sword.

The two swords collided, and the jet-black sword forced the bright blue sword back step by step.

Shen Ci Yu gritted his teeth, his blood and energy surged, and several of his meridians were shattered.

Su Xuanxianshao truly had the intention to kill, and he acted without mercy. There were dark waves hidden in his pair of glass-colored eyes, and the demonic aura around him was so dense that it could not be concealed at all.

Shen Ci Yu retreated dozens of feet, his sword cutting a deep groove on the ground, and his back slammed heavily onto the stone tablet standing on the tree.

He knelt on one knee with his sword in his hand, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.

The black hair was in a mess, and Shen Ciyu found it difficult to raise his head to look.

"Su Xuan?" His voice was hoarse, and his throat was full of blood. "Have you entered the Mahayana realm?"

Su Xuan looked at him coldly. Compared to the ferocious Shen Ci Yu, his silver hair was not even a strand out of place.

"Master Shen is really brave, daring to come to Kongsang Realm alone?"

Shen Ciyu staggered to his feet and wiped the blood from his lips, "I'm going to look for her."

"You dare mention her?"

Shen Ci Yu was indeed capable. Just one sentence was enough to drive Su Xuan's anger to the extreme.

Su Xuan seldom uses the sword. He usually just attacks directly and can kill a group of people with a wave of his hand. He only uses the sword when fighting with a swordsman. It seems that he learned the sword just to fight with her.

Shen Ciyu was the second swordsman who allowed him to use the sword.

The sword light suddenly cut through the void and slashed towards Shen Ci Yu with murderous intent.

When the two mighty men started fighting, the pressure they exuded was too much for the nearby demon soldiers to bear, and no one dared to get close.

Shen Ci Yu held his sword and mobilized all his spiritual power to block the attack, but Su Xuan pressed on step by step and had no intention of letting him live.

Even though they are both heavenly-grade spiritual roots, there is a world of difference between the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm and the Mahayana Realm.

Thunder rumbled in the sky, dark clouds were thick, and Su Xuan pierced Shen Ci Yu's waist with a sword.

The swordsman's white clothes were completely stained red with blood.

Shen Ciyu seemed to sense Su Xuan's anger and suddenly realized something: "Is Sang Dai not dead?"

Sure enough, Su Xuan's killing move paused for a moment, and Shen Ci Yu retreated at this time.

He covered the bloody holes on his waist and abdomen, and his heavenly spiritual roots automatically protected him and helped heal the wounds in his body.

Su Xuan held the sword in one hand and looked at him indifferently, blood still dripping from the tip of the sword.

Shen Ci Yu's face turned pale. After seeing Su Xuan's strange behavior, his silent heart suddenly started beating in panic.

Su Xuan liked Sang Dai, and Shen Ci Yu had seen it.

Su Xuan's cultivation had stagnated for many years, so he chose to go into seclusion to break through. Why did he suddenly come out after so many years of seclusion? He must have heard the news that the demon world was attacking the fairy world, and Sang Dai, as the main fighting force of the Sword Sect, would definitely go into battle, so he rushed to save Sang Dai.

If Sang Dai was really dead, Su Xuan would not let Jian Zong go and would definitely come to kill him. This demon has always been wanton and fearless. Back then, he dared to come alone to kill Jian Zong and challenge Sang Dai.

It was called a competition, but actually he just wanted to take a look at her. Unfortunately, Sandy was a fool and couldn't see it. But Shen Ciyu was different. Men were very familiar with the strong possessiveness in other men's eyes. Shen Ciyu had hinted at Sandy many times.

"She's not dead, right? Where is she?" Shen Ciyu stood up straight and asked excitedly, "You won't let her die. Where is she now? Let me see her!"

Su Xuan asked coldly: "Why do you want to see her? Abandon her again?"

Shen Ciyu's face turned pale, "I... I didn't, I wasn't there at the time..."

If he were here, why would he abandon Sandy?

Su Xuan asked back: "Then where are you?"

"In the war between the two worlds, as a Heaven-level spiritual root awakener from the Immortal World, Sandy fought on the front line for seventeen days as the main force. What about you, Shen Ciyu, young master of the Shen family, where were you? Did you fight alongside her?"

"The Sword Sect didn't let you fight. Knowing that this war might put your life in danger, they could have sent Sandy instead, and transferred you away before the war on the pretext of a mission, right?"

"Shen Ciyu, how many times has Sandy gone to war over the years, and how many times have you been involved in battles? The Sword Sect treats her as a sword, but treats you as a pearl in its palm. Have you ever doubted the Sword Sect in the past? Your life is a life, but her life is not a life, right?"

Every word he said left Shen Ciyu speechless.

He had no retort.

Is what Su Xuan said wrong?

Before the war, Sang Wenzhou transferred him away to perform other tasks and deliberately kept him under arrest. Didn't he become suspicious?

He got up, but he believed in Sang Wenzhou's decision and believed that Sandi could return safely as she had done countless times before, because Sandi was very powerful and could withstand everything.

But she forgot that she is just a person.

Even those who have awakened their spiritual roots at the heavenly level are just mortals who can get hurt, bleed, and die.

Shen Ci Yu opened his lips, but no sound came out. His face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood. His sword-holding hand was shaking. As a swordsman, he couldn't even hold his own sword.

"Shen Ciyu, you are foolishly loyal to the Sword Sect. Everyone in your Sword Sect is hypocritical and malicious. How dare you come to Kongsang Realm now?"

Su Xuan's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Shen Ci Yu.

The bony hands tightened their grip on his neck. Shen Ci Yu did not struggle. His jade-like face turned red and veins on his forehead throbbed.

He just looked into Su Xuan's eyes and asked, "Is she... is she okay?"

Su Xuan said coldly: "It's fine, but the golden elixir is broken and the tendons and veins are severed."

He was very angry, and his hands were tightening, and he was only one step away from breaking Shen Ciyu's neck.

Shen Ciyu continued, "She... help her... help her..."

Su Xuan felt that the people in the fairy world were more and more hypocritical. Thinking of Sang Dai covered in blood, he stayed by her side for a whole month and spent countless Zen flowers and elixirs to keep her alive.

He ignored Shen Ci Yu's words and was about to break Shen Ci Yu's neck in one go, but the sky was filled with thick clouds of thunder and strong lightning struck him violently. At the same time, a murderous sword intent came towards him from the side.

Su Xuan waved his hand and in just a moment the intruder snatched Shen Ci Yu from his grasp.

Sang Wenzhou carried Shen Ci Yu and retreated. The thunder in the clouds was still hitting Su Xuan. Every time Su Xuan wanted to step forward and kill the two men with one sword, a thunder would strike him and stop him.

His face was very cold and he became more and more angry. He didn't understand where this inexplicable thunder came from. He was about to take the thunder and kill Sang Wenzhou and Shen Ciyu here.

The dark clouds in the cloud layer became thicker, thunder rumbled, and lightning flew through the clouds like a dragon, and then smashed towards Su Xuan with the force of thunder.

It is comparable to the calamity thunder that occurred when he entered the Mahayana realm.

Su Xuansheng took on the thunder, and as his spiritual power collided with the thunder, the earth-shaking aftermath destroyed everything around him. The thick snow melted inch by inch, and the mountains were shattered, leaving only dust.

Before the aftermath arrived, Sang Wenzhou carried Shen Ci Yu into the teleportation formation.

After they disappeared, the dark gray clouds suddenly vanished, and the thunders that were clamoring to kill Su Xuan also disappeared.

It seemed as if everything was done to stop him from killing Sang Wenzhou and Shen Ciyu.

No, to be precise, it was to stop him from killing Shen Ciyu.

Su Xuan retracted his sword, and when his eyes fell on the empty battlefield, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

He raised his eyes and saw that the sky above Kongsang Realm was already calm.

Su Xuan opened his lips and said, "Heaven's Way."

That thunder tribulation was comparable to the one he had endured when he entered the Mahayana realm. Every time he wanted to kill Shen Ci Yu, the thunder would strike him accurately and prevent him from killing Shen Ci Yu.

Heaven is protecting Shen Ci Yu.

The silver feather on his waist had been flashing since just now. Su Xuan was in a bad mood now and thought it was Liu Lixue. He took it and said in a cold voice: "Speak."

The person opposite him paused, as if stunned by his murderous tone.

Su Xuan was impatient: "Liu Lixue, you——"

"It's me."

A light voice came through the silver feathers.

Su Xuan's slightly frowned brows suddenly relaxed, and his eyes were at a loss for a moment. He did not expect that it was she who contacted him.

Thinking of the cold and impatient tone just now, his expression froze.

His ears turned slightly red, Su Xuan turned his head and cleared his throat, his voice suddenly lowered and softer: "What's wrong?"

After saying that, he seemed to feel a little cold, and added: "I was busy just now, and I didn't hear the sound of Yin Ling. What's wrong?"

The words were spoken softly, so softly that it seemed as if he was afraid of scaring some swordsman.

Cui Shao, who heard everything on the other side, had a complicated expression.

She stood quietly behind the blue-clothed swordsman, watching Miss Sang holding the silver feather in her hand. She just said the two words "it's me" softly, and the tone of the other party changed rapidly.

Cui Shao had served in the Demon Palace for so many years, and had never heard her master speak in that tone before. It was as if she was afraid that a little harshness would scare Miss Sang.

The Lord always says one word rather than two, but he actually said such a long sentence to explain himself.

It seems that what Master Liu said was right. Miss Sang will probably be the one in charge of this Demon Palace in the future. As long as she serves Miss Sang well, her life can be saved.

Cuishao looked at Sangdai with more and more admiration.

Sang Dai held the silver feather in both hands, listening to the whistling wind opposite. She wondered where Su Xuan had gone to cause such a strong wind.

She said calmly: "Su Xuan, where is my Zhiyu Sword?"

There was silence for a moment, and then the sound of the wind disappeared. It must be him who blocked out the wind.

Su Xuan said: "I will help you find another heavenly sword."

He kept silent about the Zhiyu Sword.

Sandy lowered her eyes, was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly: "I just want to see the Zhiyu Sword."

There was silence for a long time, and Sandy waited patiently.

After a long time, a clear voice came: "Okay."

"Thank you for your help."

She was about to hang up the silver feather when someone on the other side suddenly called her, "Sandei."

Sandy was stunned for a moment, then picked up the silver feather again: "What's wrong?"

Su Xuan paused for a moment and asked, "What would you like to eat tonight?"

Sandy didn't expect him to ask this question. Even though she knew that her former enemy had a crush on her, she still felt a little uncomfortable hearing such caring words from his mouth.

She pursed her lips slightly, tightened her grip on Yin Ling's hand, and whispered, "All is fine."

Su Xuan replied quickly: "Yeah."

Before he was about to hang up the silver feather, he hurriedly said, "Wait until I get back."

"……good."

The silver feather was broken.

Sandy looked at the delicate silver feather in her palm, her eyes dazed for a moment.

The silk ribbon around her left wrist came into view at this moment, and the warm spiritual energy nourished her meridians at all times.

Sandy looked at her wrist. This silk ribbon could not only nourish her meridians, but was also a heavenly defensive weapon. Even if she was not recognized as her master, it could withstand a desperate attack from a Yuanying realm cultivator. If she was recognized as her master, she could fight alongside her.

Sandy gently touched the cat, and the cat rubbed against her affectionately.

Thinking of the silk ribbon woven by Su Xuan himself, Sang Dai suddenly felt like laughing.

The demon king, who killed people with a cold face outside, returned to the demon palace and picked up a needle to do handicrafts.

Cui Shao didn't know why Miss Sang was laughing, but the cold swordsman smiled, and her features softened a lot. Standing in front of the flowers, she was more beautiful than the flowers.

She looked a little crazy.

There is no shortage of good-looking demon cultivators in the demon world, but Miss Sang's temperament is really different. She is cold and ethereal, like a fairy from the ninth heaven. Even though her golden elixir is half broken and she is abandoned by the person she tried so hard to protect, she does not seem to feel sorry for herself. She accepts everything around her calmly, like a ball of water that can embrace everything.

Cui Shao didn’t understand why Mr. Liu said that before, but after just one day with Sang Dai, she seemed to understand.

It's hard not to like Sandy when he's around her.

The Lord likes Miss Sang, and Cuishao thinks that the Lord will only like Miss Sang, so she has tried every means to find a chance to meet her for a hundred years.

Unfortunately, Miss Sang always felt that the Master was just looking for trouble and would deliberately pick a fight with her for no reason. Every time she saw the Master, she would draw her sword and fight with him for several days.

Cui Shao couldn't help but light incense for her own master. He was the only one in the four realms who could pursue a girl like that.

***

The sky gradually darkened, and the distant glow dyed the sky red, leaving only a thin line of mist lingering on the top of the mountain. The clouds were billowing and the mountain was setting.

When Sandy was returning accompanied by Cuishao, as soon as she stepped into the archway, she saw a person standing in the huge courtyard.

He was wearing a large, gorgeous robe that dragged on the ground. His black robe was outlined with gold lines. He stood in the yard, his waist-length silver hair was loosely tied up, he had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and he was tall and straight.

A ray of sunlight fell on his profile, casting some red light on his silver hair. His face was half light and half dark, and he had no expression on his face. However, when Sandy looked at him, she inexplicably felt that his eyes seemed to be brighter.

He was still holding a sword in his hand. The silver scabbard was carved with delicate patterns, and the tassel hanging on it was woven with blue thread in the shape of a lotus. It was soaked in blood and should have been extremely dirty, but now there was not a trace of blood on it. I wonder who cleaned it.

Her Zhiyu Sword.

Sang Dai did not go forward to take the Zhiyu Sword, but asked Su Xuan first: "How long have you been here?" Su Xuan said calmly: "But I just arrived."

Sandy looked him in the eyes.

[I came here half an hour ago. Did Dai Dai go to see the Demon Palace? The flowers in the Demon Palace are in bloom. Dai Dai likes flowers. She seems to be in a good mood. It’s good that she didn’t cry. I will take Dai Dai out of the Demon Palace to relax after I deal with the matter of Xingque Palace. Dai Dai’s face is still not very good. Damn Sword Sect bastard...]

If Su Xuan wasn't here, Sang Dai would have wanted to raise her forehead.

She listened for a long time, and finally couldn't help interrupting: "Su Xuan, are we going to stand here forever?"

Su Xuan was stunned, and his curse in his heart was interrupted by Sang Dai's words. Sang Dai's mind was finally clear.

She walked straight into the hall: "Go in first."

She moved so naturally, as if the Demon Palace belonged to her.

If someone else, even Liu Lixue, who grew up with Su Xuan, spoke to him like this, Su Xuan would have kicked him out of the demon world long ago.

But it was Sandy.

Cui Shao did not go in, but just stood outside. When her master passed by, she bravely took a look. She saw the slightly curved corners of his lips. She obviously couldn't help wanting to laugh, but she still kept a dignified look.

But he himself did not seem to notice that when he looked at Sandy, a soft light would ripple in his eyes that used to be calm, and his usual cold demeanor would subconsciously disappear.

Even if he had no expression when talking to a swordsman, and acted very cool, his invisible tail would wag its tail when he was actually cool.

Sang Dai entered the inner hall, placed the flowers she picked in the vase on the bedside, and turned around to look at Su Xuan who was following her.

Cui Shao had been waiting outside for a long time and did not come in, but left the space for the two of them.

But Su Xuan seemed to follow in subconsciously.

When Sandy looked over, one of the foxes froze.

[Daidai, why are you looking at me... No, this is the inner room, where we sleep...]

Sang Dai thought that Su Xuan finally realized that something was wrong, and she felt slightly relieved. She was about to call Su Xuan to go out together.

【I really want to sleep with Dai Dai. 】

Sandy: “?”

She was always calm and could keep her composure even when faced with shocking things, but at this moment she couldn't help but shrink her pupils slightly.

Su Xuan had a cold expression on his face, but in reality Sandy's mind was filled with noise.

[I want to kiss and hug. The estrus period is coming soon. Can I spend the estrus period with Dai Dai this year? 】

Sandy said expressionlessly: No, you can't do that.

[But we haven’t been married yet, we have no name or status… How abominable! When can I marry Dai Dai? I’ve even prepared the wedding dress…]

Sandy's eye twitched. He was really anxious.

[No, Daidai has lost weight, so the wedding dress needs to be changed... What should it be changed to? This style doesn't seem to be popular in the demon world nowadays, and I don't know if Daidai likes it——]

Sandy closed her eyes, and finally couldn't help but raised her hand to interrupt: "Su Xuan."

The world is finally quiet.

Su Xuan blinked his long eyelashes slightly, his silver hair hung on his shoulders, as if the moonlight was slowly flowing on him, he was as holy as jade, he looked at Sang Dai with his shallow eyes, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

Sandy just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak.

[Daidai's hands are so thin and white, I want to kiss and bite them. ]

Still want to bite?

No matter how well-educated Sandy was, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh. She resisted the urge to slap him to wake him up, and decisively withdrew her raised hand.

Without saying a word, she fled away from Su Xuan, opened the pearl curtain and went to the outer hall, then walked through the corridor to the dining room.

Cui Shao stood at the door. When she saw Sandy coming out, she bowed to her and said, "Girl."

The sound was of a suppressed laugh.

Sang Dai was irritated by Su Xuan inside, and when she came out she was irritated by Cui Shao's trying not to laugh. No matter how calm she tried, her face couldn't help but turn red.

She heard footsteps behind her and turned around with some anger, just meeting Su Xuan's eyes.

His pair of glass-colored eyes were as calm as water, his black robe dragged behind him, and his bony right hand held her Zhiyu Sword.

then……

[Are you too hot? Why are you blushing? 】

Sandy felt embarrassed and tried to change the subject: "I'm a little hungry—"

[But it's still very beautiful. I want to kiss and suck it. ]

Sandy: “…”

I can't stand it anymore.