The Blood Gentleman disagreed and said, "Don't worry, no matter how crazy you are, you will not kill your master. Master and two junior sisters watch carefully, the moment when the Blood God Cult saves the world."

Xi asked: "Master, can I say a word or two to him?"

The blood gentleman turned his back and pretended not to see it. Xi walked to Mo Yang and gently wiped the blood on his face.

"I was very happy just now when my brother worked hard for me. I was confused before. From a long time ago, I felt that it was just a ritual prop, and I was good at everything myself. It was my mission to stop tragedy. Yesterday, my concept changed. Although it was a short time, I was alone. Even if I died, some people still shed tears for me. At this moment, I was extremely happy."

What I said before was just to make Mo Yang not blame himself.

"Don't go."

Mo Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed Xi's sleeve.

"No! I want to go, not for the good world, but for my own willfulness."

For you, I am willing to exchange my life for the whole world. It’s not that I love the whole world, but because the world has you.

"You said you want a peaceful life and I will fulfill your yearning."

Xi stood up and turned his back, walking towards the platform step by step, making his steps even more firm.

She is not for the world, but for a person.

Mo Yang wanted to reach out, but couldn't catch it.

At this moment, I finally realized that after spending a short time together, I have become the one who regards the other as important.

They are all the same kind, lonely people.

Xi, no one pays attention to this world. The Blood God Cult regards her as a prop for a ritual and named as the prop for the Saint Saint of the World. In fact, she is just an ordinary little girl.

Mo Yang traveled to a strange world, wearing a mask that was not inferior to himself, in everyone's eyes, he was the leader of the Demon Sect, but in fact he was just a coward and pitiful person.

In Xi's eyes, Mo Yang is not the leader of the Demon Sect, but the simple Mo Yang.

In Mo Yang's eyes, Xi is not a ritual prop or a saint of savior, but a simple little girl.

Lonely people rely on each other to keep warm.

Only lonely people truly understand the loneliness of each other.

He came to this world and was lonely. No one could understand him, and no one truly felt the loneliness in his heart.

She came to this world and was lonely in itself. No one looked at her face, and no one really treated her as a person.

It is precisely because of such a similar lonely two people who are attracted to each other.

For Xi, she has nothing. She can exchange sacrifice for peace in this world and happiness for more people. The most important thing is that she has his safety, which is more important than anything else.

The Blood Gentleman clapped his hands and said, "It's amazing. It really touched me. This is the greatness of the Saint Saint. We will never forget your efforts."

"Stop joking with me, she shouldn't sacrifice for the crazy world." Mo Yang bit his bloody teeth, his body kept making wailing sounds, and the broken bones pierced into the muscles. He gritted his teeth and slowly stood up: "I can accept the world peace based on sacrifice, but I will never agree with the world peace based on innocent sacrifice."

The Blood Gentleman sighed: "Master, what is the difference between you and me? Will there be fewer mortals who will die from the fire burning immortals? Don't forget that all members of the Demon Cult come from your mouth, and the results are at a cost. Peace is based on necessary sacrifices. What's the problem?"

Mo Yang fell to the ground. He was just an ordinary person, not a hero, nor the leader of the Demon Sect. He could do very little.

Relying on his willpower, his body could not bear the heavy pressure and fell to the ground again.

"Unlock."

The blood gentleman's eyes were crazy and shouted.

The third layer of filth was unblocked, and dark objects suddenly surged up. As the bond established by the magic circle was transported to the sky, the members of the Blood God Cult cried in pain and their bodies were burning.

The members of the Blood God Cult cannot bear the darkness, and their bodies are disintegrating little by little.

Xi took off her clothes, and the blood-colored magic circle carved on her body emitted a bright light. Xi turned around and showed a miserable and happy smile at Mo Yang, and suddenly jumped into the darkness.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Mo Yang let out a heart-wrenching roar, powerless and desperate.

What words last night may be Xi’s last call for help, and Mo Yang finally paid attention to it.

He was afraid to ask.

After all, he is just a bad person and a bad boy.

He was highly praised as the throne of the Lord of the Demon Sect. He always knew that he was not the Lord of the Demon Sect, nor the Lord of the Demon Sect who dared to fight for heaven and earth for mortals, nor was he the hero in Xi's mind.

I am afraid of going deeper and fighting with the Blood Gentleman, and I am afraid of the Blood Gentleman being so crazy that I want to die with him. The so-called things that others should not interfere, is a complete excuse.

He was just afraid of these troubles.

...

"That person is a hero, who saves the world from the demons. He will never retreat when facing the most terrifying enemy. Fighting with the sky and the fairy is a real hero. Mom said that heroes will save everyone."

...

Isn’t it you who want to be saved the most, and who want to be saved by heroes the most?

Hello!

Hero!

The hero she wants!

This body is given to you, I don’t need you to save everything, just save a little girl, save that helpless and pitiful little girl.

Mo Yang used his last strength to stuff the golden elixir into his mouth.

All the blood gentleman's attention fell into the black light column, and he laughed wildly at the hard work results; "Hahahaha, let's die all the righteous way."

The spiritual energy was changing, and there was a hint of dark red mixed in the spiritual energy visible to the naked eye. Xiaomeng's face changed: "The spiritual energy has undergone a change?"

The blood gentleman said excitedly: "Yes, if the 'great gift' is sent into the heavenly way, the spiritual energy produced by the heavenly way will no longer be pure. Just like adding ink to clear water, the monk will have a huge impact on the body after absorbing this impure spiritual power. Over the years, there will be no more monks in the world."

"What will happen to mortals?" Xiaomeng asked: "The spiritual power between heaven and earth is impure, and the impure spiritual power floating in the air is also an extremely terrible poison for mortals. The body of mortals without cultivation will gradually weaken and die."

The blood gentleman said in surprise: "What does it matter to me if I live or die?"

Xiaomeng almost forgot that the Blood Gentleman is a thorough discriminatory and has regarded mortals as other races to discriminate against.

The Blood Junzi sighed: "I finally succeeded. In order to collect that level of 'big gift', I spent some effort. However, mortals are really good things. Kill a batch and a batch will soon grow again, just like cutting phyton vegetables. No wonder the righteous likes to harvest mortals."

In the air, blood-colored lotus is floating.

boom!

With a roar, a red blood light rose from behind him.
Chapter completed!