I'm useless, but my apprentices are all gods who protect others.

Apart from Gu Xinzhou, there are four elders.

Shengyi hung the four of them upside down on the ghost tree. As for Zhuang Yue'er, she stabbed a stone through her shoulder and nailed it to the main trunk of the ghost tree.

Four stone giants knelt on one knee in front of Shengyi. One of them stretched out his hand towards Shengyi and asked her to sit in his palm.

Sheng Yi looked at the five unconscious people and shook his head: "It's not that bad either."

In the fight just now, even if Sheng Yi didn't take action, he could still notice something strange about these people.

Zhuang Yue'er was the most outstanding, her strength was unstable, she had the cultivation level of the Void Refining Stage, but she didn't have the strength to match it.

Sheng Yi has been dead for three hundred years, and her secret realm of the cave has no connection with her, and the spiritual energy in the cave has dissipated a lot. Even in this case, they can still be beaten to death in the secret realm.

Sheng Yi glanced at the ghost tree that screamed from time to time, and looked at the unconscious Zhuang Yue'er, thoughtfully.

Zhuang Yue'er was able to make such rapid progress not only with the help of Fu Yunqing, but also with the help of evil methods. He used the ghost tree to absorb other people's cultivation and refined it for his own use.

It is easy to invite gods but difficult to send away. The ghost tree has a strong reproductive ability and cannot be eradicated, so we can only set up barriers and teleportation circles in place. If there is a problem, we can also ask the master of the demon clan to take a look.

Sheng Yi thought of the way the four elders and Zhuang Yue'er judged him just now, and sneered.

These people are all insiders of the ghost tree.

They are also benefit recipients.

The densely packed human heads on the ghost tree are the nourishment for their cultivation over the years.

Sheng Yi wanted to laugh when he saw the ghost tree growing so tall into the clouds.

No wonder there are so many bones in her home.

She could even imagine what Zhuang Yue'er and the others would say if the existence of the ghost tree was exposed one day.

It is planted in whose secret realm it is planted. This pot must be carried by Shengyi.

Shenyi drew out the silver sword.

Facts have proved that there are some things that are not yours and you cannot force them to come.

Zhuang Yue'er has a lot of cultivation skills, but in the end he still has to wait for Fu Yunqing to save him.

Sheng Yi took out the memory cocoon from the treasure bag and pricked Zhuang Yue'er's finger. A bright blood bead dyed the red and white cocoon, exuding a faint golden light.

The memory cocoon is an artifact, there is only one of it, and it is kept in a kind treasure bag.

With just a drop of blood, it can read the person's memory regardless of cultivation level.

Reading takes time, so Shengyi put the cocoon away and casually nailed a silver sword towards Zhuang Yue'er.

Zhuang Yue'er was injured and unconscious. This sword would only make her die faster. The moment the silver sword was about to touch Zhuang Yue'er, a black magic pattern appeared out of thin air, blocking the attack for Zhuang Yue'er.

Body protection magic array.

Judging from the color and texture, it is still a symbol of the Demon King's lineage.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yue'er could still be related to the Demon Lord.

Even the body-protecting magic array can be provided. It seems that Zhuang Yue'er is doing well in the demon realm.

Shengyi frowned and waved to the stone giant next to him. The stone giant immediately stepped forward and smashed the body-protecting magic array with his heavy fists and spiritual power. Eventually, cracks appeared in the magic array and dissipated with the wind.

Kindly patted the giant's fingers, feeling quite satisfied: "Remember these people, if we meet again, we will kill them without mercy. The previous orders are invalid. Whenever the disciples of Qingjian Sect enter, we will arrest them all."

In my previous life, when my good intentions were still there, I had ordered the guards to not make any announcement to anyone who was a member of the Green Sword Sect.

She would sometimes bring her disciples back to recuperate. If she left the secret realm, the disciple would be considered a heretic if he stayed alone, so Shangyi gave such an order.

The people of the Qingjian Sect at that time were worthy of her doing this.

But it's different now.

The silver sword stabbed towards Zhuang Yue'er, but suddenly stopped just before it hit Zhuang Yue'er. A flash of white light flashed in front of her, and the silver sword broke into several pieces and fell to the ground with a crackle.

Along with the white light came a roar: "Don't even think about hurting Yue'er again!"

Sheng Yi lazily changed his sitting position.

After breaking one, another one comes, Zhuang Yue'er has quite a few trump cards.

A handsome young man with silver hair and red eyes suddenly appeared in the air. It seemed as if Sheng Yi had stabbed Zhuang Yue'er. He glared angrily at Sheng Yi and stood firmly in front of Zhuang Yue'er.

Sheng Yi had already disguised himself and was not afraid of them finding out Cheng Yin's identity. When he saw this strange young man, he said softly:

"who are you?"

It doesn't look like a sword spirit, but rather a soul body.

The soul residing in Zhuang Yue'er's body?

The silver-haired boy condescended: "Does an ant deserve to know my name?"

Sheng Yi took out several swords from his treasure bag, deliberately avoided the silver-haired boy, and continued to throw swords at Zhuang Yue'er: "Oh."

But the silver-haired boy insisted on standing in front of Zhuang Yue'er, shattering the silver sword again, but his soul was a little weaker. He was furious:

"Are you the guard of this secret realm? Yue'er and the others are trespassing into the secret realm at best, but your master has been dead for so many years. What's wrong with coming in? After collecting so many treasures, do you really want to hide them for a lifetime?"

"What's wrong with Yue'er and the others? You want to kill innocent people like this?! You are a complete devil! Bad guy!"

Sheng Yi was silent, and the gap between words did not hinder the speed of throwing her sword: "Me? The bad guy?"

Sheng Yi thought about what he had done - whether he was manipulating murderous vines to chase the people of the Green Sword Sect, or launching a killing array to round up Zhuang Yue'er and several elders, every time he made a move, he carried murderous intent. To outsiders, he does not look like a good person.

The young man was devoted to Zhuang Yue'er, and Shenyi didn't bother to explain the cause and effect.

The complexity of human nature cannot be distinguished simply by good or bad.

She never said she was a good person.

Naturally, she is not afraid of other people's eyes on her.

……

Zhuang Yue'er's consciousness was floating in and out of consciousness. She only remembered that she was stepped on by the stone giant. The killing array under her feet imprisoned her and left her with nowhere to escape. She was forced to withstand the giant's weight, and then passed out.

No matter what sword moves, they couldn't cut off the giant stone giant like the giant stone hand that suddenly appeared. The moment darkness fell, Zhuang Yue'er inexplicably thought of kindness.

She once hid behind Fu Yunqing and saw Sheng Yi from a distance.

As a sword master, Sheng Yigui is the focus of everyone's attention when she appears. She accepts the attention of others calmly, as calm, calm and distant as a green bamboo.

Kindness is strong enough, so no matter where she is, she can turn danger into safety. Her aura comes from the strength of her heart.

At that time, Zhuang Yue'er could only hide behind Fu Yunqing and rely on others to breathe.

Sheng Yi never took the initiative to talk to her.

Zhuang Yue'er just observed her silently.

Zhuang Yue'er was about the same height as Sheng Yi, but Zhuang Yue'er always felt that she could only look up to people like Sheng Yi her whole life.

Until the good intentions died.

Until Fu Yunqing said that as long as she behaved, he could give her everything she wanted.

So she took over the Qingjian Sect in Shengyi.

She learned the same sword moves as Sheng Yi, became the master that Sheng Yi had done, freely used Sheng Yi's secret realm, and was as strict in teaching and lenient in treating others as Sheng Yi was.

Slowly, her cultivation level continued to improve, and her reputation was gathering towards her - Zhuang Yue'er felt that she had stood up.

Her kindness was gradually being trampled under her feet.

Until today, the secret realm collapsed. She was struggling and escaping like a mouse in the secret realm of kindness, but she was always caught and crushed.

Zhuang Yue'er's heart, which had been swollen for a long time, was shaken back to its original shape again.

Kindness is dead.

Still standing at a height beyond Zhuang Yue'er's reach.

……

The silver-haired boy has been helping Zhuang Yue'er block the sword. He has been accumulating strength to fight back, but every time he is interrupted by kindness, he can only protect Zhuang Yue'er with his body. Every time he is hit by the sword, his soul becomes a little weaker.

If this continues, the soul will be scattered.

The boy's eyes were filled with tears from the pain, and with red pupils, he looked like a pitiful rabbit. He glared fiercely at Sheng Yi.

Sheng Yi waved to him: "The one I want to touch is Zhuang Yue'er, why are you joining in the fun here?"

The young man gritted his teeth: "Yue'er is my savior! If you want to hurt her, kill me first! What did Yue'er do to make you do this to her?!"

The sword of kindness struck again during the words, and the powerful sword power shocked the young man speechless. The young man stepped forward again, and the silver sword was broken again. At the same time, the young man felt that his internal organs were shattered, and he trembled in pain.

The young man stood tremblingly in front of Zhuang Yue'er, looking back and crying: "Yue'er, everything you told me was a lie. The bad guys didn't speak at all when they attacked, and they won't die from talking too much... "

Kindness:…

It's now, can you please stop telling her jokes?

The young man's soul gradually dissipated, followed by warm silver light, wrapping Zhuang Yue'er in it.

Sheng Yi continued to attack, but the silver sword could not penetrate the silver barrier no matter what.

He is protecting himself.

At the same time, there was a sound from the sky——

It is the breath of Fu Yunqing.

The gloom from the sky flowed into Sheng Yi's eyes. She sneered, raised her hand gently, and the long sword made of condensed spiritual power shot out of the air and slashed towards Zhuang Yue'er.

As the spiritual sword condensed, a strong wind blew around him. It was obviously wind, but when it rolled around him, it felt like a scraper, causing bursts of pain.

Zhuang Yue'er felt severe pain all over her body. She regained consciousness, but couldn't open her eyes.

In the howling wind, I heard a vague and cold voice that was indistinguishable from male to female.

"Why do you do this to Zhuang Yue'er? Why don't you ask her herself, ask him, and them."

Zhuang Yue'er was startled, and then a terrifying coercion struck her, and a sneer came from her ears.

"Let them ask themselves whether they should take things that don't belong to them."

"Whether you deserve it or not."