Rebellious Contract Beast

"This……"

Upon realizing the death of his companion, the assassin with the consciousness level who had just left was stunned on the spot, staring in the direction of Shen Yi for a long time, unable to recover.

Five people, three of them are spiritual-level strongmen. This is already very bullying for a junior who has not even reached the consciousness level. Let's not say that they can easily defeat He Jian Chu Yun, but at least they should be able to retreat safely, right?

But what is this situation?
Two companions died in succession, both of them were powerful men with spiritual level cultivation.

He couldn't describe his feelings anymore, and could only sum it up in one sentence: "This commission was simply terrible!"

He had no idea what happened to his two dead companions, nor did he want to know. As far as he was concerned, in his more than ten years of career as a killer, no action had been more shameful and ridiculous than this one!

As for going back to avenge the two companions?
Are you kidding? Of course not!

Although the goal was only to kill He Jian Chu Yun, whose cultivation was only at the peak of the Pure Stage, the reward was more than ten times higher than that of similar commissions. They didn't know the reason. Perhaps only the colleague named "Jing Yao" knew some inside information.

In short, it was because the reward for this commission was abnormally high, and in order to prevent any accidents that might happen, the five people took the risk of teaming up and jointly taking on the commission, and later split the money according to their contribution.

They were just teammates who formed a temporary team to complete a mission together. Of course, there was no idea of ​​risking their lives to avenge each other.

So he didn't choose to go over to see what was going on, but turned around and ran faster.

On the other side, the Lonely Alliance assassin known as "Smoke Blade" shouted loudly: "Come back!"

He shouted these two words to his companions, but he didn't know whether the Lone Guest Alliance who controlled the potted plant magic weapon heard it at this moment. Anyway, he only saw that his forward speed paused for a moment, and in front of him, large pieces of maple leaves exploded again beside He Jianchuyun.

These maple leaves blocked the two people's view and also obscured the figure of Tsurumi Hatsuyun.

By the time the maple leaves had dispersed a little, the girl had already disappeared from the spot.

"Still hiding! Come out!"

The assassin who controlled the potted magic weapon felt a little panicked, but he still pretended to be calm. As he quickly formed seals with his hands, the twelve-foot-tall Dharma body behind him disappeared. He then gathered his spiritual power in his palms and slapped the ground hard.

The pulse formed by spiritual power spread out in all directions, trying to find out where Tsurumi Hatsuyun was.

This seemed to really work. Soon the assassin's eyes lit up, and the potted plant suspended in the air suddenly grew larger and smashed down behind him! The move was decisive and quick!

However, Yan Dao, who was far away, was not happy at all. He just shouted, "Be careful!"

But his reminder obviously did not work. As the potted plant fell, a maple leaf figure scattered, and where was the figure of Tsurumi Hatsuyun where the potted plant fell?
The smile on the face of the Lonely Alliance assassin who was controlling the potted plant magic weapon froze in an instant.

He guessed wrong!

The next second, murderous aura floated in the wind, and He Jianchuyun's cold eyes appeared behind him. Before he could turn his head to look, the tip of the Broken Rainbow Sword pierced into the back of his neck and pierced through his throat.

Pfft!

"Ho~"

He wanted to speak, but because of his ruptured trachea, he could only make various meaningless roars.

As Tsurumi Hatsuyun pulled out the sword, his body lost support and fell to the ground powerlessly. His life force quickly faded away and he finally turned into a corpse.

"Damn it!" An astonishing murderous intent flashed in Yan Dao's eyes. With a "boom", a force of impact surged out with him as the center, and he instantly disappeared in a sword, shooting towards He Jianchuyun like an arrow!
When he got close to the opponent's body, he slashed with his sword.

He Jianchuyun had a blank expression on his face and also swung out a sword to meet the attack.

Yan Dao's strike was simple and plain, without any technique. He just used all his strength and force, just to kill!
He Jianchuyun's sword was not at all fancy, he used all his strength and was accurate, just to kill!
Clang! ~~~~
The collision between the knife and the sword instantly produced strong and dazzling sparks.

The wind and waves blew up the two people's hair, and at this moment, time seemed to slow down countless times.

The swords slashed at each other. In the eyes of the girl, Yan Dao's expression gradually changed, from murderous intent to solemn, then to surprise, and then to astonishment. Finally, his expression changed completely. He began to pull back hard, just to save his own life.

The purest confrontation between the knife and the sword, in the end the Broken Rainbow Sword, a mid-grade spiritual weapon, won.

Yan Dao watched helplessly as the edge of the Broken Rainbow Sword tore open his blade bit by bit, and finally cut the long sword in his hand in half!

The Broken Rainbow Sword continued to slash down diagonally, hitting his own chest!
Seeing that the situation was not right, he quickly retreated and rushed several feet away. After stopping, he found that his movements were still half a beat slow. He looked down and found that the Life God Armor on his chest was easily cut by the Broken Rainbow Sword. He raised his hand and touched it, and it was covered with his own blood.

With a thought, the life-god armor on his body dissipated. He tore open his clothes and took a look. There was a sword wound nearly thirty inches long on his chest. The long wound extended straight from his left shoulder to the right side of his waist. The wound was from deep to shallow, and blood kept flowing out.

Fortunately, this sword wound only looks scary, but it is not deep and not life-threatening.

But if He Jianchuyun had been half a step closer to him, this sword would probably have cut his heart in half and taken his life!

Tsurumi Hatsuyun, who was not far away, did not move a step, and looked at him with cold and quiet eyes, but his right hand holding the sword was bleeding profusely, and it was obvious that the knuckles were broken.

"Damn it!" Yan Dao cursed inwardly and released his spiritual sense to scan the distance. Only then did he discover that the other two assassins from the Lonely Alliance who had similar cultivation levels to himself were already dead.

Seeing that something was not right, Yan Dao's face turned extremely ugly and he shouted, "Something is not right! Let's go!"

After saying that, he gave up on killing He Jian Chu Yun, and without even looking at her, he turned around and fled behind him.

The assassin from the Lonely Alliance who was rushing over from Shen Yi's side in the distance seemed to have heard Yan Dao's words. He paused, said nothing, and changed direction and left quickly.

After the two men disappeared in the fog, He Jianchuyun opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.

It seemed that it was too difficult to fight head-on with a strong spiritual master. After the collision of swords, the power burst out by the opponent seemed to shatter all her bones. Now that the man was gone, she could hardly hold on. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, her spirit relaxed a little, and she became weak, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

But the connection anchor point deep in her consciousness did not stop influencing her, and the panic and uneasiness it brought to her continued to increase. She became extremely irritable, constantly issuing warnings to her and affecting her altar. Once Shen Yi died, the connection anchor point would tear apart her altar and abolish her cultivation!
Feeling the strangeness of the connection anchor point, Tsurumi Hatsuyun could no longer control his emotions. Tears swirled wildly in his eyes and finally flowed out like a dam breaking.

"Xuanli..."

Even though the pain in her body made it extremely difficult for her to even stand up, she still used her willpower to force herself to get up, staggering and stumbling towards Shen Yi.

"Xuan Li~Xuan Li..."

"Where are you……"

She didn't know if it was God's blessing, but even though she was surrounded by thick white fog, she successfully found Shen Yi after searching for a while.

When he saw that his body was covered with arrows and his eyes were blinded, He Jianchuyun felt his breathing stagnate. He was so distressed that he struggled to kneel down in front of his head. "Xuan Li...Xuan Li, how are you?"

Hearing the old witch's sobbing words, Shen Yi reacted a little. He opened his mouth weakly and said intermittently: "Old witch... I, I... I feel so uncomfortable..."

"Where are you hurt? Let me help you take a look."

Shen Yi fell silent, without making any sound, but he moved closer to her, almost knocking her to the ground.

Seeing that he didn't respond, He Jianchuyun had to stand up and help check his injuries, but the more she looked, the more tears she cried. Until she saw the arrow stuck in Shen Yi's heart, she froze.

"This..." He Jianchuyun was a little at a loss. She raised her hands to help him pull out the arrow, but when she thought that pulling out the arrow would cause secondary damage, her hands quickly stopped.

She sobbed for a while, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, forced herself to calm down, then took out several healing pills from the storage space, came to Shen Yi and said: "Xuan Li, eat these."

Shen Yi opened his mouth slightly, and she hurriedly put the pill in, then looked at him uneasily.

The connection anchor became increasingly unstable, as if a demon living in her heart was constantly roaring, threatening her and taking away everything she had.

She vaguely felt that her altar was loosening and the connection anchor points were prying the foundation of the altar.

This also means that Shen Yi's life is rapidly fading away and has reached a very dangerous point.

Tears kept flowing, she really didn't know what to do. When she was injured in the heart before, Shen Yi could use his own blood to save herself, but now Shen Yi was injured in the same way, and her blood could not save him. She could only keep feeding him pills and pray that a miracle would happen.

"Xuan Li, how are you?" After feeding him a dozen pills again, He Jian Chuyun asked. Although his tone was calm, the tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled.

"Old witch, I'm going to die. I feel so uncomfortable... so uncomfortable... I want to hug you..."

"Okay, okay, I'll hold you, don't move... please..."

Shen Yi struggled to get closer, but stopped hastily after hearing He Jian Chu Yun's dissuasion. At this moment, his body was stretched to its maximum length, more than twenty feet long from head to tail. He Jian Chu Yun seemed too small in front of him. He wanted to hug the other party, but how could he hug him with such a big size difference?
In the end, he could only press his huge head on her legs and feel the warmth coming from her tiny body.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's not going to get better... I'm going to die soon..."

"Don't talk nonsense! You won't die, I beg you!"

"I'm really going to die... I saw the Black and White Impermanence waving at me..."

"Shut up! Stop talking!"

"Old witch... why is there so much blood on your body?"

"I'm fine, you need to have a good rest. I have some beast nurturing pills here, do you want to take some?"

"Eat... I want to eat... I want to die a well-fed ghost..."

"You..." As if sensing the strong sense of despair in Shen Yi's tone, He Jianchuyun's heart slowly died along with him. After sobbing twice, she could only say softly: "Okay... We won't starve to death, we'll give you everything to eat..."

He Jianchuyun wiped her tears again, took out all the Beast-Nourishing Pills that she had refined in the past few days, and fed them into Shen Yi's mouth. During this process, her vision, which had just been wiped clean by her, was blurred by tears again. Clear tears ran down her cheeks and dripped from her chin into Shen Yi's mouth.

After taking the Beast-Yuan Pill, Shen Yi began to murmur weakly again, calling out, "Old witch..."

"what happened?"

"Do you know what the underworld looks like..."

"I don't know, don't say it... wuwu..."

"On the way to... the other side... the Yellow Springs Road, the Naihe Bridge... the Wangchuan River... will this journey be too lonely?"

He Jianchuyun was startled when he heard this, and seemed to understand what Shen Yi meant. Then he smiled miserably and said, "Don't worry, you won't be alone. I'll accompany you, okay?"

"I……"

As Tsurumi Hatsuyun spoke, she grabbed the sword thrown beside her. She looked at the sharp blade, took a deep breath, and her eyes became determined.

This contracted beast was indeed a bastard. She hated his daily noise, but she was used to it. No matter where she went, what happened, or what situation she was in, he was her greatest reliance. Wherever he was noisy, everything became natural.

Do you want to survive?
Of course she wanted to live, but she also thought about living without this contracted beast. She would never hear his voice again when she went out, and she would have to grit her teeth to deal with danger by herself. When she encountered happy things, there would be no one to share them with, and no one to understand what was in her heart.

She really liked the words Shen Yi said unintentionally sometimes, which always made her laugh. At least the happiness at that moment was so real.

I couldn't accept the days without Shen Yi.

If he really disappeared and went somewhere else, would I be trapped in his memories?

Have you lost the courage to move forward and the courage to face life?
His existence became a kind of guarantee for her and all she could rely on, although this might not be the case for Shen Yi.

Perhaps, what the mother said to him was not wrong. The contracted beast, his life god, was indeed the most important person in his life.

"Xuan Li, thank you..."

"Gudong~"

"Thank you for accompanying me through thousands of miles, so that I have never been lonely... Since you are going to the underworld, I will naturally not let you go alone. I will accompany you, thank you... We... will walk together through wind and rain, and accompany each other through life and death..."

I don’t know when it started, but Tsurumi Hatsuyun stopped crying. She smiled and spoke softly, the long sword in her hand already across her fair neck.

The atmosphere was sad at the moment. Shen Yi was stunned after hearing her words. He felt something was wrong. He was almost dead the previous second, but in the next second he jumped up from the ground suddenly, and the earth shook twice.

"Holy crap! You're serious!"

"……what?"

"..." (End of this chapter)