Chapter 154: Tenderness and Tears "Even if I die, I will not let...

Xie Tingyu frowned, and her body was the first to react, with a red line piercing through the air.

A sword energy flew out, and Yun Heng suddenly turned his head and looked at Xie Tingyu's figure.

She made no secret of it, this red thread is now the brightest color in the darkness.

She held the Xuanyuan Knife in her hand, and the giant python circled and flew into the sky, roaring at the black holes that appeared out of thin air.

Many weird and ugly monsters emerged from the wormhole, but were broken by the red line and fell from mid-air.

The disgusting mucus splashed out, which was extremely ugly.

A figure appeared in front of the wormhole. The man was wearing a black cloak but his figure was still tall and straight. Xie Tingyu's sight did not hide his figure. The man turned his head to the side, revealing half of his face.

There were black runes printed on the side of his face, with a faint hint of red, as if connected to blood vessels, with blood-red veins bulging and wriggling under the skin.

His face was covered up by some means, so I forget it as soon as I see it and can't remember it clearly.

Seeing that person raised the corners of his lips, his eyes swept over Xie Tingyu.

A low voice with a hint of sarcasm sounded, "It's time for you to come on stage and kill these ignorant and fearless poor bugs."

He moved slowly, folded his arms, and tapped his arms while standing under the wormhole.

The monsters struggled to escape the gravity of the wormhole and scrambled to get out of it.

They roared and made strange noises.

Looking at the group of monks, a greedy and ferocious expression appeared on his ugly face, and his saliva dripped and corroded the ground.

The Wang Haichao monks hiding within the city walls were forced to show their true strength.

No one expected that these wormholes would appear behind the battlefield and form a siege.

Several streams of light rushed out from below. Facing the attacking monsters, the few people did not hesitate at all and took the lead in forming a protective barrier in front.

The barrier is surrounded by a magic array with talismans, and if a monster enters, it will be killed by the magic array.

However, the barrier cannot last for a long time. The demonic energy is very corrosive. It takes a lot of energy to maintain it, let alone use it to strangle monsters.

The black-robed man standing in front of the wormhole raised his hand to attack, and a blood-red sword energy fell on the barrier. This sword energy was full of hostility and was very similar to the Scarlet Sky sword energy.

The barrier was covered with cracks, spreading rapidly like a spider web.

The black-robed man attacked one after another, but suddenly changed direction in mid-air and attacked Xie Tingyu directly.

Xie Ting's hair was blown in front of her forehead. Her pupils were now normal in color and her body was slender. She looked like an ordinary girl.

She didn't move.

The evil energy that attacked her turned into frost ten feet in front of her and fell to the ground with a crisp "crack" sound. The man was startled and stood there in a daze. He raised his head from under the black robe, revealing a face with black runes on both sides.

Xie Tingyu's eyes glowed with golden light. As he saw through the man's disguise, another person fell to his side.

The first thing that came to my mind was the delicate orchid scent from his body, which almost instantly filled my nose. I knew who it was without even looking.

She didn't have to worry about being threatened because of her strength, so when he arrived, she felt relieved because he was fine.

Wen Zhiyu tilted her head slightly, a gentle smile on her face, her brows deep, and her eyes flashing with expectation, as if she wanted to ask for a compliment.

Her long black hair was tied up with a red headband, waist-length and lightly attached to the red and white corset. Her hair was blown by the wind. The distance between her and him was very close, and their hair was entangled together, revealing an inexplicable ambiguity.

"Can I come in time?"

Wen Zhiyu smiled at her, and Xie Tingyu sighed.

"It was already not well concealed, and your presence made it even worse."

Her identity had been exposed by Tian Xing Chi Xiao earlier, and now the appearance of Wen Zhiyu would make them more certain of this idea.

After all, Wen Zhi and this man went crazy when Xie Tingyu "disappeared", and they didn't know where they got some evil spirit from, which was so strong and full of hostility.

He even destroyed the Beiming Yun Palace's protective formation with a single sword.

At that time, everyone in the sects of the cultivation world was in danger, fearing that they would be the next to be destroyed by the sect's protective formation.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhiyu disappeared and was nowhere to be seen for more than half a month.

Rumor has it that they were going to look for Xie Tingyu's remaining soul, but no one, not even Xuan Yuntian, knew the exact reason.

Yunheng also went around looking for people to fight with.

Yun Heng didn't stop until the monster tide began.

Wen Zhiyu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he showed a wronged expression at the right time, "Don't you want me to come find you? But I stayed there alone, and I heard the ghosts roaring at night and saw them wandering outside the house. I was really scared. I want to see you."

He has always known that Xie Tingyu is soft-hearted and does not tolerate harsh treatment, so her tolerance for his coquettish behavior is much higher than usual.

He also knew that Xie Tingyu liked his face, so he lowered his body, moved closer, and threw out the Frost Mist Sword with his other hand.

The Frost Mist Sword spirit flew out and turned around the two of them. The next moment, the sword light flashed, and those shrinking wormholes suddenly expanded and then shrank into a very small hole.

The wormhole froze over, and the frost turned into sharp ice spikes that pierced into it. The monsters inside were strangled by the ice spikes and let out painful roars.

The man in the cloak stopped moving. He found that the man who suddenly appeared beside Xie Tingyu was particularly powerful. He could control most of the wormholes with just a sword.

He placed his fingers under the cloak and moved them. The wormhole behind him expanded again, trying to shatter the ice and frost on it.

Wen Zhiyu looked too confident. After using his natal sword to fight, he stood beside Xie Tingyu with a clear conscience, saying, "I have already contributed."

Cheng Yan, Han Xunzhen, Ze Lan and others were not far away. They all saw Wen Zhiyu and heard what Xie Tingyu said.

She is indeed Xie Tingyu.

"Ayu is not dead..." Cheng Yan held a gun in his hand, and the flaming gun was burning with the monster's blood, emitting a dazzling light.

Ze Lan's bone whip dragged on the ground, and the surface was dark in color.

The jade slip in Han Xunzhen's hand suddenly shattered and turned into powder.

Xu Yuan, who had hurried over to provide support, arrived with the Purple Bamboo Sword in his hand, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone was safe and sound.

Bai Lingling was busy rescuing the wounded and was not here at all.

Xie Tingyu couldn't pretend anymore, and it could even be said that there was no need to pretend anymore.

She patted Wen Zhiyu's head. Wen Zhiyu recalled a scene from before and pursed his lips subconsciously. "The wound on my mouth has healed for a long time."

Hearing what he said, Xie Tingyu slapped him hard on the back of his head, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not kidding..."

Wen Zhiyu had always been a well-known gentle man in the cultivation world.

But his behavior at this moment seems to show that he doesn't take the world of cultivation seriously.

This wave of monsters should have nothing to do with him, right?

Xie Tingyu stared at him intently, trying to see the slightest trace of guilt on his face, but he had worn this mask for too long, and now it had become part of his flesh and blood. There was reality within the illusion and illusion within the reality, and it was impossible to tell the real from the fake.

"Why don't you say I'm cold-blooded?" Wen Zhiyu suddenly laughed, with a hint of self-mockery.

"You said it yourself." Xie Tingyu turned her head away. He was cold-blooded, so was she.

Nothing in the world of cultivation had much impact on her. She just couldn't help but lend a helping hand for certain people and certain things.

To her, it was not charity, but more like a salvation for the wolf herself.

It was very strange. Not to mention this life, just talking about her previous life, when had she ever felt this kind of feeling that her fate was controlled by someone else, that she could not escape, and that the best case scenario was death?

She hasn't fully recovered her memory yet. What important thing did she miss?

While the two were talking, more monks came from all directions to support them.

One after another began to deal with these wormholes.

Cheng Yan and others looked at each other with firm eyes.

"Kill!"

Perhaps influenced by these brave warriors, Xie Tingyu took the lead in throwing out several talismans, which were attached to the wormholes and exploded one after another.

Those wormholes were essentially passages for monsters to pass through. They were destroyed by the impact of the talismans, and the monsters inside were crushed by the wormholes due to the collapse of the wormholes and buried inside forever.

"You monsters should stay in the Demon Abyss. If you come out now to harm the cultivation world, you will only end up dead."

The black-robed men had fierce eyes, and their group and the human race were mortal enemies.

The human race has sealed off the Demon Abyss for thousands of years. Now that he is leading his troops to resist, what does it matter?

It's just a give and take.

It is hard to tell who is evil and who is good.

"The human race drove us demons to such a place, and you still want us to be grateful to you?"

"It's true that the demons were once the number one race in the world, but don't you understand why they were abandoned by heaven?" A human cultivator was filled with righteous indignation and started cursing.

"You are such a shameless person, how dare you use this to argue?"

This war gradually turned into a war of insults. Xie Tingyu was unable to react for a moment and only laughed dryly twice.

She pulled Wen Zhiyu's sleeve, and Wen Zhiyu smiled instantly, "What's wrong? I don't know how to persuade people to fight."

What's more, this is a fight that involves race and even involves the laws of nature.

Xie Tingyu didn't say anything either. She was the ghost king of the ghost house, and Wen Zhiyu was a demon. Both of them had nothing to do with this fight.

Without any subjective bias, both sides are wrong, and this is a difficult problem that can never be reconciled.

Wen Zhiyu secretly observed Xie Tingyu's expression and suddenly said something inexplicable, "Ah Yu, can you please not leave again?"

"What do you mean?"

I am grateful for listening to you in this situation.

However, Wen Zhiyu's eyes were filled with obvious paranoia and madness, "No one is worth your life. Only your own life is the most important."

"Is this considered selfish?" Xie Tingyu blinked.

Tiny aqua blue translucent scales climbed up between Wen Zhi's neck, his eye pupils turned vertical, and a demonic aura emanated from him.

"If you sacrifice yourself for the cultivation world, I will never leave the cultivation world. I will let everyone in the cultivation world be buried with you."

His madness really shocked Xie Tingyu. Even though she was not a good person, Wen Zhiyu's words sounded very biased.

The term "world-destroying villain" is really appropriate to describe him.

He cried, "Of course, even if I die, I will never let you die again."

"Again?" Xie Tingyu grasped this key word and was speechless for a moment.