The chivalrous spirit is fickle

"Killing your wife and children, sucking the blood of your own blood and flesh, aren't these reasons enough?"

Hearing this, Shen Zhongyi was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter with a look of disdain.

"It's ridiculous. It's ridiculous."

"Practicing cultivation means eating people, heaven and earth. If I shrink back and hesitate to move forward, I might as well become a beggar."

Shen Zhongyi's face suddenly turned cold, and a gloom crept between his brows. He looked at Shigu and said softly with a mocking tone.

"After all, this is my family's private matter. What does it have to do with you?"

"You want to stand up for them? Why? What qualifications do you have to stand up for them?"

"In this world, you should just live your own life. Why do you have to come to me and act like a saint? You are really courting death."

Shen Zhongyi sneered and slowly stretched out his left hand from behind. The hand was wrapped in black mist and covered with black scales, turning the arm into a strange black claw.

"I didn't show my true ability just now. If you think you can beat me, you are totally wrong."

After saying that, Shen Zhongyi's expression condensed, and the demonic energy around his body became strong, condensing like a substance, covering the entire courtyard in an instant, and the starry sky was swallowed up in the darkness, without a trace of light left.

With murderous aura surging, Shen Zhongyi's pupils turned into snake-like vertical pupils, stained with a hint of brown. In the darkness, Shigu's figure could no longer be seen.

Shen Zhongyi took a step forward and shouted in a low voice.

"Seven Kills of Demon Luo: Swallowing Stars!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Zhongyi's figure rushed away violently. Wherever he passed, the ground cracked and became a mess. His entire body was like a giant black python, opening its bloody mouth and biting.

Boom! Amid the earth-shaking sound, Shen Zhongyi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt that his left claw had touched something extremely hard and could not move forward even a little bit.

The next moment, the black mist dissipated, and Shi Gu's face appeared in front of him. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed Shen Zhongyi's left claw as lightly as if it were nothing, holding it tightly in his palm.

Shen Zhongyi was suddenly shocked and subconsciously tried to retract his left claw, but found that his strength was being stripped away bit by bit and he could not move at all.

At the same time, an extremely dense black demonic energy coiled around Shi Gu's body like flowing liquid, and turned from black to purple.

A trace of purple demonic energy slowly flowed out from Shi Gu's pupils. He exerted a little force with his palm, causing Shen Zhongyi's body to bend downward involuntarily. Finally, he knelt on one knee, looking at Shi Gu with sweat on his forehead.

Shi Gu looked down at Shen Zhongyi and said coldly.

"I don't need a reason to do these things, and I don't need any qualifications."

“Just because I wanted to.”

"I also want you to know that you have never been a person of character. You are just a puppet pushed out by those monsters, a piece of trash that is easy to control and can be discarded at any time."

Shen Zhongyi was frightened and no longer as confident as before. He exclaimed loudly.

"Master, save me!"

The next moment, Shi Gu's eyes flashed, and he saw a black shadow coming in an instant and attacking with a palm.

Shi Gu didn't move, and without thinking, he blasted out with his left palm. In an instant, a thick bolt of lightning exploded in the courtyard.

Boom! The terrifying sound of thunder resounded throughout the fields, and the dazzling lightning lit up the entire Zongming Mansion, as if it were daytime.

At the same time, a black shadow wrapped around Shen Zhongyi's body and quickly retreated, standing on both sides of the courtyard with Shi Gu again.

The thunder dissipated, leaving only an unpleasant burning smell. Looking again, there were several more figures in black robes in the courtyard. Their facial features were hidden under the black hoods, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

What is terrifying is that the auras of these people are all at the peak of the eighth level of martial arts, which is the foundation that only first-rate sects in the martial arts world can have.

The black-robed man who was in the lead grabbed Shen Zhongyi's body with one hand, examined him carefully, and asked with concern.

"Disciple, are you okay?"

Shen Zhongyi's face turned pale. Hearing this, he trembled and stretched out his left arm, but saw that the black claw had disappeared and it was torn apart at the shoulder.

The man in black robe paused and looked up at Shi Gu, only to see that Shi Gu was holding a black, scaly arm in his hand. Under the gaze of everyone, purple demonic energy flowed along Shi Gu's palm and penetrated into the black arm, tearing it apart and devouring it like a living thing, without leaving even a trace.

As the black arm disappeared, Shen Zhongyi's aura quickly fell from the eighth level of martial arts, and finally stopped at the fourth level of martial arts.

Although the demon race's physical skills can improve rapidly, it is also easy for them to fall back to a lower level, just like Shen Zhongyi at this moment.

Shi Gu narrowed his eyes slightly, ignored the group of people in black robes and black hoods, and whispered to Shen Zhongyi.

"It seems that you are not as great as you think you are."

Chapter 38: Demon (II)

Under the night sky, the black-robed man in the lead stared at Shi Gu for a long time but had no intention of taking action. After a moment, he slowly took off his hood, revealing his face.

He had snow-white hair, sword-like eyebrows, and bright eyes. He was a handsome and somewhat enchanting man with double pupils, and their pupils were blood red. He took a step forward, frowned slightly, and called softly to Shigu.

"Qingcheng bone release?"

Shi Gu looked cold and was not surprised that someone could recognize him. These monsters had been hiding in the world for many years and it was impossible for them to be as ignorant as Shen Zhongyi.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Stop talking nonsense."

Hearing Shi Gu's provocation, the other black-robed figures took a step forward at the same time, looking at Shi Gu coldly, with their swords drawn. However, the white-haired man in the lead stretched out his arm to block the black-robed people behind him.

The white-haired man calmly gestured to the people behind him, then whispered to Shi Gu.

"Some time ago, the convoy we sent to escort Shen Yue has not returned yet. It must be you who did it, right?"

Shi Gu answered frankly without any intention of concealing anything.

"Yes, I did it."

Hearing this, the white-haired man sighed and spoke softly to Shi Gu.

"That's all."

"Let's stop here today. I can let you go as if nothing happened today."

"As for Shen Yue's matter, we will not pursue it any further. If you want to keep her, then keep her."

"Brother Shi, what do you think?"

Such a show of weakness shocked the people behind the white-haired man. Shen Zhongyi looked at his master in disbelief, but no one dared to question the white-haired man.

Shi Gu was also a little surprised, but after thinking for a moment, he turned around, grabbed the dazed Shen Qiu, and swaggered away under the gaze of the white-haired man.

After Shi Gu left, a group of men in black robes surrounded the white-haired man and asked him in confusion.

"Master, are you really going to let that person go so easily?"

The white-haired male protagonist looked calm and did not answer the question. Instead, he turned to look at the unwilling Shen Zhongyi and spoke softly.

"Disciple, go back and rest first. I will find a way to heal your arm."

Shen Zhongyi was quite unwilling, but he did not dare to disobey the white-haired man. After responding in a low voice, he left with a strong resentment.

It was not until this time that the white-haired man looked at the people in black robes surrounding him, but his body swayed and he spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.

"Great Lord!"

Seeing this, everyone was shocked and wanted to step forward to help, but the white-haired man stopped them. He looked up at everyone, smiled bitterly, and said in a low voice.

"Now you should understand why I let him go, right?"

"This person is stronger than me. Even if we surround and kill him, we will have to pay a heavy price."

"What's more, Shi Gu has a close relationship with the leader of the Demon Cult. Killing him will do more harm than good. It is not worth it to kill him just for a moment of pleasure."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent and lowered their heads in shame. Seeing this, the white-haired man smiled gently and spoke softly to comfort everyone.

"There's no need to be so discouraged. Lord Moro is about to be resurrected, so it won't hurt if you and I suffer a little more."

When they heard the word "Mara", the eyes of the black-robed people present lit up, as if this name was something more powerful than hope to them.

……

On the other side, after Shi Gu took Shen Qiu out of the courtyard, a ball of purple demonic energy gathered around him, wrapping the two of them, turning into a black light and disappearing into the night.

In the purple evil aura, Shi Gu's face turned pale and he suddenly became a little weak. He rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, but saw a golden sword mark imprinted in the skin, emitting a faint light.

Shi Gu looked at the golden sword mark with a dark look in his eyes and a hint of helplessness on his face.

If there were no restriction from this golden sword mark, he could have killed everyone in that courtyard, but unfortunately there is no if.

The world is unpredictable. If there had not been this golden sword mark, I would not have retired to recuperate, and I would not have met Shen Yue. Thinking about this, I don’t know whether this is a blessing or a curse.

Shi Gu didn't want to think too much about it. He was not the type of person who was willing to think too much about these things. So, he turned his head and looked at Shen Qiu. Wrapped in the purple demonic energy, the foolish Shen Qiu had fallen into a coma.

Looking at the sleeping Shen Qiu and the body of the baby in her arms that refused to let go, Shi Gu let out a long sigh.

Today's events deviated slightly from his plan.

At the beginning, Shi Gu had no intention of fighting with Shen Zhongyi. He just wanted to create some trouble for Zong Mingfu and delay them. But in the end, he couldn't suppress his anger and started a fight.

This is not rational, but it is due to Shigu's personality. No matter what the plan is, if someone blocks the way, he will kill them all. This is what he is best at and the only thing he is good at.

The methods that he was preparing for Shen Yue were actually not what Shi Gu was good at, so he messed up the plan without surprise.

However, Shi Gu did not regret it. He just felt a little sorry that he could not kill those people. Thinking of the appearance of the white-haired man, Shi Gu frowned slightly and whispered to himself.

"The Demon Sect... is really like a dead but not stiff sect. We can never kill them all."

Mara, a very ancient name, died a thousand years ago and had an extremely tragic and life-and-death battle with all the gods at that time.

In the end, Mara killed all the gods at that time, but he was also seriously injured and on the verge of death. According to legend, Mara left his subordinates with a way to revive himself, and died in a very secret place.

In the following thousands of years, Mara's subordinates established the Mara Cult and traveled around, but until now, they have not been able to resurrect the so-called Mara.

According to legend, Mara is an extremely rare celestial demon, that is, a great demon without father or mother, born and raised by nature. The method of transforming into a demon in the human world was later figured out by someone through the skills left behind by Mara.

Just as Shi Gu was recalling all the information he had about Moluo, the purple mist that enveloped him suddenly trembled and then dissipated.

Seeing this, Shi Gu frowned, stretched out his big hand, grabbed the sleeping Shen Qiu, and fell to the ground.

The eighth-grade martial artist cannot fly into the sky or hide in the ground, and can only fly short distances. If he wants to fly faster and farther, he must rely on some special skills.

The Yuanmo Dafa has a special method that allows flying, but Shigu only practiced this method superficially, so after flying for a distance, he had to land on the ground to rest for a while.

In the following time, Shi Gu took the sleepy Shen Qiu, walking and stopping, and spent a whole night before finally reaching their destination, Dengzhou.

The place where Zong Mingfu had placed Shen Yue and her daughter under house arrest.

……

At dawn the next day, when Shen Qiu, who had slept all night, slowly opened her eyes, what came into her sight was a dense bamboo forest. She was leaning against a bamboo, and the body of the baby that she had been holding in her arms was placed beside her.

Not far in front of her, there was a small mound of earth, which was a newly dug grave. The soil was moist, as if it had just been turned over. There was a wooden plaque in front of the grave, but there was no name on it.

Shen Qiu stood up with some confusion and looked around, only to find that this was not a bamboo forest in the mountains. This bamboo forest was located in a huge courtyard. Through the dense bamboo forest, he could see the white wall in the distance.

However, at this moment, the area around the white wall was stained with red blood, and corpses were piled up. All the bodies were separated, and the broken limbs and remains were scattered. Not a single body was intact.

Shen Qiu was frightened when he saw this. He didn't know why he was here, nor why there were so many corpses here, and why they were dumped in such a cruel way.

"you're awake."

At this moment, a voice rang out, startling Shen Qiu. She looked back and saw a figure in front of the grave.

Shi Gu was covered in blood, his clothes were stained with blood and were in a terrible state. He had his back to Shen Qiu and was gently inserting three incense sticks in front of the grave.

Shen Qiu looked confused and thought for a long time before he remembered who Shi Gu was.

"Where...is this?"

Shi Gu slowly turned around, looked at the bewildered Shen Qiu, and spoke softly.

"Dengzhou City, where your mother and your sister once lived."

Hearing this, Shen Qiu trembled, and for a moment he forgot his fear of Shi Gu. He strode forward, grabbed Shi Gu's bloodstained clothes, and asked urgently.

"Where are they? Where are they?"

Shi Gu did not push away the excited Shen Qiu, but turned his head to look at the lonely grave, and spoke in a low voice with a complicated expression.

"Your mother...is right here."

Hearing this, Shen Qiu was unable to come back to his senses for a moment. He looked blankly in the direction of Shi Gu's gaze, and finally stopped at the new grave.

In an instant, Shen Qiu's pupils shrank and her face turned pale. She unconsciously grabbed her bones-releasing clothes with both hands, stepped back repeatedly, staggered, and fell to the ground.

Shen Qiu stared blankly at the grave with his mouth wide open, but no cry came out. He just kept gasping for breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly, as if he couldn't breathe.

Seeing this, Shi Gu sighed and said nothing. He just walked straight out of the bamboo forest, leaving that small space to Shen Qiu.

Outside the bamboo forest, corpses were piled up and heads were scattered on the ground, all with distorted features and expressions of fear.

As Shi Gu walked, he kicked the heads at his feet casually away, looking like a villain who regarded human life as worthless.