Chapter 467
When Zhang Yuan brought Xue back to the interior of Mount Fuji, he saw the body of a white man in a suit lying in front of the Ghost Spring, and the demon sword Muramasa was stuck next to the white man's body.
Zhao Xiaohui sat next to the spring to rest, and the demon sword horn was gone.
"Yuan Shen!"
Zhao Xiaohui saw Zhang Yuan coming back and immediately stood up to greet him.
Zhang Yuan nodded slightly to Zhao Xiaohui and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
Zhao Xiaohui: "It's okay. The senior in the spirit sword took good care of me."
"That's good. I will take you back to Daxia later and arrange a new home for you."
After Zhang Yuan finished speaking to Zhao Xiaohui, he saluted to Zhuxian Sword and said, "Senior, I'm back."
Zhuxian Sword glanced at Xue and said to Zhang Yuan: "Although you didn't turn this little girl into a true God King by yourself this time, your performance this time is not bad."
Zhang Yuan: "Thank you for your recognition."
Zhuxian Sword: "Don't thank me. Don't think I'm praising you. My requirements have always been very high. Even ordinary saints can hardly catch my eye. Your performance now can only be said to be still under observation. If you want me to be completely at your service, you are still far away."
Zhang Yuan: "I will work hard in the future . "
Zhu Xian Sword: "Okay, you don't need to say these words to me. According to your request, I will help you protect Zhao Xiaohui. The Demon God Horn who wanted to turn around with the Demon Sword Horn is now suppressed by me in the Demon Sword. You can go in and make a conclusion by yourself."
Zhang Yuan took another look at the white corpse and asked: "Senior, what is this?"
Zhu Xian Sword: "I don't know him. I saw that his motives for coming here were not pure, so I just killed him. He is just a small follower. Don't worry about him."
"Understood."
After hearing what Zhu Xian Sword said, Zhang Yuan no longer took the white man to heart. He held the Demon Sword and reached out to Xue, "Come in with me."
"Thank you, Master."
Xue thanked Zhang Yuan, grabbed Zhang Yuan's hand, and then, under the guidance of Zhang Yuan's soul power, entered the Demon Sword with Zhang Yuan.
At this time, in the internal space of the Demon Sword, the Demon God Horn was suppressed by the power of Zhu Xian Sword, while the Demon Sword Horn stood aside, thinking about something.
When Yao Daojiao saw Zhang Yuan and Xue coming in, he immediately greeted them: "God, sister, you are finally here. Senior Zhuxian said that you must deal with the other me. I have been waiting for you here."
The suppressed Demon God Jiao saw Xue coming and sneered: "Sister, from childhood to adulthood, you are always the lucky one."
"When you were a child, just because you were born one minute earlier than me, the family elders chose you. From then on, you became the rising star that everyone paid attention to, and I could only live under your shadow."
"When you grew up, you became the best in the world, so the family elders chose me and let me undergo inhumane experiments. You are famous all over the world and enjoy the respect of thousands of people, while I can only be tied up in a dark hut every day and tortured in various ways. Grind."
"Even now, you can still meet a Zhang Yuan. You don't have to do anything to easily break all my plans for more than ten years."
"Sister, can you tell me, we have the same blood, why are our fates so different?"
Yao Daojiao heard what Mo Shenjiao said, and hurriedly said: "God, sister! These are what he said, I have never thought about it!"
Mo Shenjiao sneered: "Another me, how long are you going to pretend? In terms of despicableness, can I be one tenth of you?"
Yao Daojiao said angrily: "Don't even think about slandering me!"
"He..."
Mo Shenjiao sneered, no longer spoke, just stared at Xue, as if waiting for Xue's answer.
Zhang Yuan looked at the arguing Demon Horn and Demon Sword Horn, and looked at Xue: "Xue, both of them are in your hands. You can decide whether to kill them or release them, or to impose other punishments."
"Thank you, Master."
Xue thanked Zhang Yuan again, then walked forward and looked directly at Demon Horn.
After a moment of silence, Xue said, "I have already investigated the pain you experienced five hundred years ago. I feel sorry for what happened to you."
Demon Horn sneered: "That's it?"
Xue: "Those culprits have paid the price. You did it yourself."
"I was also made into a puppet by you and tortured by the illusion demon for five hundred years. I have never suffered less than you."
"Your grudge with the ghost clan has disappeared five hundred years ago."
"I will no longer judge what you did in the past, but now, you have calculated me and my master for your own selfish interests, which is unforgivable."
"Horn, I am not killing you today for the ghost clan."
Zheng!
Xue's voice fell, and the knife flashed.
Demon Horn's head rolled off his shoulder, his body began to dissipate into light spots.
The head of Demon God Jiao still had a breath left. He smiled at Xue who was slashing out with a knife and said, "Sister, I hope this time... you won't be as soft-hearted as you were back then."
"I'm not a good person."
After the words fell, the head of Demon God Jiao also turned into a light spot and dissipated.
He died completely.
Seeing that Demon God Jiao was completely dead, Yao Dao Jiao couldn't help but raise a subtle arc at the corner of his mouth.
However, he quickly covered it up, walked in front of Xue, and apologized, "Sister... I'm sorry, the other me has done too many wrong things over the years, causing you to suffer."
"If you can forgive me, I hope..."
Before Yao Dao Jiao finished speaking, another knife flashed, and his throat was cut open by Xue on the spot.
Blood splattered, Yao Dao Jiao covered his neck tightly, looking at Xue in disbelief, as if he still didn't believe that Xue would attack her.
"Sister...help..."
Yao Daojiao wanted to ask for help, but blood filled his throat and he could no longer speak.
Xue looked at Yao Daojiao who was asking for help calmly and said lightly: "Five hundred years ago, he used your demon sword to kill his parents."
"Back then, he also used your sword when he attacked me."
"In this story, you are just a sword used, but who can guess that everything started because of you?"
Plop!
Yao Daojiao knelt down, unable to speak, but his strong desire to survive made him unwilling to die here. He looked at Zhang Yuan for help, and used his last strength to transmit his voice: "God...save me...my sister misunderstood!"
"I can explain everything! I was wronged! Save me!"
Zhang Yuan pretended not to hear Yao Daojiao's words, and directly exited this Yaodao space, and turned to Xiaoyou: "Xiaoyou, can the task be settled?"
Xiaoyou: "Yes! Master."
"The task of saving the ghost clan and the task of protecting Zhao Xiaohui can be settled together at the moment Yao Daojiao dies."