Qinghui gritted his teeth and suppressed the blood that was surging in his chest. This evil species has such deep skills!

What exactly did Situ teach him?

Si Tu, who was protected in the circle, said: Her apprentice's talent is too high, and her sense of existence as a master is too weak.

Qi Yu: Nonsense, Master is in the apprentice's heart, and he can't wait to tie Master to his side every day.

After looking at Qing Yang, Qing Hui sacrificed his magic weapon, such as a dream wand.

This rod will make people addicted to fantasy, unable to extricate themselves, killing people invisibly.

But in order for Qi Yu to be recruited, I am afraid that he still needs the help of several of his senior brothers.

"Qi Yu, this deity will give you one last chance. If you commit suicide, your master will still be the master of the sword sect Qingmiao."

He originally intended to let his junior sister take over the position of suzerain, and he only hoped that this Qi Yu would not go on like this anymore!

"Heh, I will return this sentence to you. If you commit suicide, I may leave a legacy of Xuantian Sword Sect."

That is to say, it is enough to save a life, and it will not become a climate.

"It just doesn't matter!"

Qing Yang was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, and he joined the three of them and attacked Qi Yu together, killing him.

While Qi Yu was busy dealing with Qing Yang and Chu Liang, Qing Hui appeared behind him and used his spiritual power to activate the staff.

"Ayu, be careful behind!"

This Qinghui is too old and disrespectful, engaging in sneak attacks, not martial arts!

Si Tu wanted to fly to help Qi Yu, but was stopped by Qing Yang.

"Junior sister, don't be confused anymore!"

The hatred on Qing Yang's face is not steel, and it is not worth it to take advantage of his own future for an apprentice!

"I can't bear this Junior Sister!"

Situ struggled to shake Qing Yang's hand away, his eyes were as cold as ice.

Even if Qi Yu is truly infatuated with demons, what does it mean?

In the end, the magic cultivator is just a different cultivation method, why are these so-called famous sects so jealous?

But Situ was still a step too late. The back of Qi Yu's head was like a dream stick, and his eyes instantly became dull.

A dream in one eye, a dream out in an instant.

In the fantasy world, Qi Yu alternates the seasons, but in reality, it is only a moment.

in fantasy

Qi Yu's eyes were red with joy, the dragon and phoenix candles were burning quietly, and the bride on the bed in front of her was wearing a phoenix crown.

On the side is a weighing weight with a concentric knot on it.

This is the wedding room

Qi Yu glanced at the red clothes on her body, and her cold complexion gradually softened.

The fingertips that picked up the scale trembled slightly, and Qi Yu walked to the couch step by step, with a solemn expression and a bit of caution.

Master, is that you?

Apart from Si Tu, he never imagined that he would marry another woman in this life.

The hijab was lifted little by little, revealing the bride's small and white chin.

Qi Yu breathed slightly, and his heart beat violently. This is, his master.

Looking at each other, Qi Yu's throat rolled, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Why are you still standing there, it's time for a drink."

The girl's light and bright voice made Qi Yu stunned.

Everything was so good that it made him feel unreal.

Seeing that he hadn't responded yet, 'Situ' poked his chest,

"What? When you enter the bridal chamber, you don't want to admit it. You promised senior brother that you will be good to me in this life."

The jewels in the girl's hair flickered, making her face even more unique.

In the past, Si Tu only wore white clothes, but it was the first time that Qi Yu saw her wearing a bright red dress. She looked better in this color.

"I will treat the teacher well, forever"

Now Qi Yu fell into a huge ecstasy, his whole body was rigid, but his words were extremely pious.

Like an oath, forever imprinted in his blood.

"Is it still called Master?"

'Si Tu' pulled the person onto the bed, winked at him, his skin was like snow, and his red lips gradually approached Qi Yu's cheek.

Qi Yu's face blushed, and he was dumbfounded on the bed.

"Then, what should I call?"

"It's time to call the lady."

Youlan breath sprayed on the tip of Qi Yu's ears, causing his alertness to drop rapidly, and he didn't notice the bright dagger exposed in the sleeve of 'Situ'.

"girl"

Qi Yu's heart trembled slightly, and tentatively called out a name he dared not call in his dreams.

But what greeted him was a knife in the chest.

The dagger was thrust into his chest with ruthless force, and the movements were clean and neat.

It turned out that Master really wanted him to die.

even in this way

This full of joy has now become a joke.

Blood flowed out from the corner of Qi Yu's mouth, and his big palm clenched the right wrist of 'Si Tu' using the dagger.

"Master wants me to die, so why do you have to do it yourself? If you are stained with these filth, your disciple will feel distressed."

Putting the dagger into his chest again, the blood soaked Da Hongxi, dripping, dripping to the ground.

"You know that you are filthy, how can your half-demon body be worthy of the deity's clean appearance?"

'Si Tu' fiercely pushed the person away with disdain in his eyes.

The dagger came out in response, turning the bloody flesh and blood, and the blood gurgled out, staining her palm red.

"It turns out that this is the truest thought of the master."

Qi Yu raised his head and laughed, his chest vibrated, and he didn't care about the wound on his body.

"You're a lunatic!"

"In the beginning, the deity should not have accepted you as a disciple. You are full of sins, how can you be worthy of my sword sect?"

Yes, no matter how hard he cultivates, the half-demon body cannot be changed.

It is understandable that the master dislikes it so much.

There was a sudden noise outside, and Mu Yang pushed in the door, staring nervously at 'Si Tu'.

"Master, are you alright, if it wasn't for this strategy, I don't know when I would be able to get rid of the sect's confidant."

Mu Yang took 'Si Tu' into his arms distressedly, looked at Qi Yu's half-dead appearance, and provocatively said,

"You're the only one who deserves to be worshipped by the master? It's a fool's dream for a bastard to want to win the master's heart!"

Qing Yang and others also walked in and snorted coldly,

"My junior sister is in the form of a god, and you are only a half-demon, how dare you think of your master?"

"Bah, he is also worthy? Qing Miao and Mu Yang have already made a marriage contract. This person is a clown jumping on the beam."

There was a hustle and bustle of guests, you and I, all of them threw salt on his most vulnerable wound.

"Master, do you think so too?"

Qi Yu's dark eyes seemed to be filled with broken galaxies, and her red eyes quietly looked at 'Si Tu', waiting for her answer.

"Shut up, you have been expelled from the master's door by this deity, why do you still have the face to call the word master!"

'Si Tu' snuggled up in Mu Yang's arms, her dark eyebrows wrinkled, and she was completely different from the tenderness she was before.

The lingering figure of the two of them stabbed Qi Yu's heart.

He never thought that it turned out that Master really hates him.

The spiritual energy in the body ran wild, and the blue veins on Qi Yu's forehead popped up. In an instant, the demonic energy exploded, blasting all the people around!

"So, does Master know what will happen to the person who betrayed me?"