Lady, you don’t want to be corrupted by the devil, do you?

Because of Shao Xiuqi's death, City No. 4 was directly put into a blockade state. High-speed railways, buses, cars, etc. were all blocked. People from outside could come in after screening, but people inside absolutely could not go out.

But this did not pose a problem for him. He simply used the illusion to fool himself and easily left the city. He then conjured up an off-road vehicle and drove all the way to the top of Little Sword God Mountain.

Maybe his skills were too good, causing Nan Mengling to stagger as she walked, and she wanted to vomit but couldn't.

"It's so uncomfortable, sir, let me lie on your thigh."

Although she felt dizzy, Nan Mengling still consciously bumped into Zhou Jiuyu.

"I don't trust you, you pervert."

Zhou Jiuyu pushed her away mercilessly.

Would a ninth-level mutant feel dizzy?

I just deliberately don't use psychic power to regulate her stupid brain!

"Um…"

Nan Mengling, who was pushed away, puffed up one cheek and looked a little depressed, but still followed Zhou Jiuyu and climbed up the stairs.

This will completely reach the top of the mountain.

After seeing the building on the top of the mountain, both of them were surprised.

"Sir, this is exactly the same as the Sword Palace..."

For some reason, Nami Ling felt her heart start beating fast and she became a little nervous.

The scenes she had experienced and seen in the past two days kept appearing in her mind.

My master wanted to hire someone to kill me, my mother was killed by someone hired by my master, and my father also died at the hands of my master...

How much she once trusted, admired and relied on her master...so now, when she saw the Sword Hall again, she felt so nervous.

"You said it all, it's exactly the same, but this is Little Sword God Mountain, not Sword God Mountain. The real Sword God Mountain is in the suburbs outside City No. 3, very far away from here... I told you last night that you have to be prepared."

Zhou Jiuyu grabbed her hand, trying to reassure her.

He could more or less understand Nam Meng Ling's feelings. In his previous life, when he had to get all the necessary certificates and needed to return to the orphanage... he would have this uncomfortable feeling, as if all the sufferings of the past were coming upon him.

"I can do it, sir, push the door open."

Na Mengling clenched the White Moon Sword in her hand.

crunch--

Zhou Jiuyu's hand pushed open the door of the sword hall.

After pushing open the door, I was slightly surprised again, because the layout inside was exactly the same as that of Jianshen Mountain.

It's just...something seems wrong.

As they went deeper into the courtyard and entered the deserted main hall, the woman's charming breathing and shouting began to faintly reach the ears of Zhou Jiuyu and Nan Mengling.

As we walked around the main hall and approached the inner rooms, the sound became more and more obvious.

Even the obscene insults hurled by the men mixed in became clear.

But after hearing the man's voice, Nan Mengling suddenly seemed unable to walk, her breathing became disordered, and she held Zhou Jiuyu's hand tightly.

"I don't know what the situation is here, be careful." Zhou Jiuyu frowned and warned in a low voice.

But Nan Mengling didn’t know whether she heard it or not. After a pause, she let go of Zhou Jiuyu’s hand, and then walked quickly towards the side room step by step.

Her delicate hand touched the door of the wing room, and the moment it touched it, her hand began to tremble.

Until Zhou Jiuyu put his hand on hers, they pushed open the door together.

"what--!"

"You, who are you?"

"Master...who are they?"

For a moment, the women in the room covered their bodies in horror, and the man surrounded by them was so shocked that his mouth opened slightly, but after reacting, he took the bed sheet beside him and tied it around his waist.

"……master?"

After seeing the man's face clearly and calling out this name, Namu Ling felt completely suffocated.

Zhou Jiuyu's pupils also contracted for a while, but he soon noticed the wrong details, so he didn't panic.

The Sword God was stunned at first when he saw Nan Mengling coming, and then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly opened:

"Meng Ling, you finally came back to find the master."

Nan Mengling gripped the hilt of the sword tightly. She stood still but did not move forward either.

"Don't be so wary of me. No matter what happened before, and what this boy showed you... you should understand what it is now, right?

I have taught you to distinguish right from wrong since you were a child. You are a smart girl, Mengling.

Now you should know who you can trust, me who has taken care of you for more than ten years, or... this boy who has only taken you to experience a new life for two days."

The Sword God sat there smiling. The women around him ran away in fear, but he sat there very calmly.

Nan Mengling lowered her head, and no one could see her expression clearly.

Zhou Jiuyu watched this scene quietly. He did not blame Nan Mengling for falling into confusion, hesitation, and fear and retreating...

After all, from the moment she pushed open the door and saw the Sword God surrounded by women, it was actually a subversion of the truth for her.

You know... why is the Sword God so obsessed with cuckoldism?

Because he can't have sex normally! Even if he is hugged by women, he can't get excited at all! Only by cheating on himself and reaching a peak of desire both emotionally and physically can he experience the dignity of being a man again!

But what did they see the moment they pushed the door open?

The Sword God is enjoying himself among women?

This is simply a fantasy! It is as shocking as the sun rising from the west!

If the Sword God could do what humans want, then... all the truths that Nan Mengling had seen in the past two days would be overturned once again!

From her perspective, the foundations of the so-called truths he had told her all collapsed, the very foundations collapsed... No matter how gorgeous the attic was, it was reduced to ruins in an instant, like a candlestick in the wind.

So at this moment, it was just like that noon two days ago, the "Sword Questioning Conference" that overturned Nam Meng Ling's outlook on life for eighteen years.

You finally find someone you can trust and rely on, but now you tell her that this person... you don't trust him?

She thought that the young master had led her away from the high wall called "deception", but she didn't expect that the young master was also one of the people who built this high wall...

"Meng Ling, do you choose to believe him, or... believe me?"

The Sword God's expression was gentle and elegant. He stared at Nameng Ling quietly, as if everything was under his control, with a sense of superiority and confidence that came from the bottom of his heart.

This is the Sword Fairy that he spent more than ten years to complete!

The feelings and relationship between them could no longer be severed with a few words.

Deception? Hehe... Under his arrangement, even if Na Mengling knew that she was deceived, she would be deceived willingly!

Zhou Jiuyu also looked at Nan Mengling in silence. He was not in a hurry to explain or to reveal the true face of the Sword God again.

In fact, he also wanted to know what this stupid maid's own judgment would be.

Nan Mengling, whose breathing gradually became slow and steady, finally raised her head under the gaze of the two men. She held the sword in hand and walked towards the Sword God step by step.

"Master, I choose..."

The calm yet clear voice reached the Sword God's ears, making his expression look somewhat unbelievable for a moment.

“…Kill you!”

A black and white cyclone rolled up in the house at this moment, and the fragile house was shattered in an instant!

But Zhou Jiuyu's expression was also stunned, not because Nan Mengling chose him, but because he saw that the girl's eyes were not firm, but... dull.

Author's Note: 2/5

029 The Sword God's Past

Looking at the black and white vortex in the room, the Sword God couldn't help but sigh, "Can that old thing really do this? He has cultivated trust with me for more than ten years, and raised a sword fairy, but he is willing to use his weapons against me like this?"

"But it doesn't matter. This little girl has awakened her supernatural power, but it's not at the ninth level. She is still an ant."

"I wanted to play some psychological warfare... but it's okay to just force it."

The Sword God twisted his neck and calmly grasped the sword on the shelf next to him. Then his whole aura suddenly changed, and unfathomable sword intent rippled through his body.

He raised his hand and swung out with a sword, confidently wanting to use it to block Na Mengling's attack.

Om-!

Bang-!

However, at the moment when his sword collided with the sword energy wrapped in the black and white airflow, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Because his sword actually broke at this moment!

He is a top-notch ancient swordsman. With the sword's will wrapped around him, his sword will not break easily, unless...

——The enemy has the power to crush him!

"Ninth-level supernatural power?"

The Sword God's expression changed completely. He quickly stepped back, wanting to draw out his sword and fight back.

But a sea of ​​energy surged behind him, and Nan Mengling's figure emerged like a god of death. She raised her sword and slashed again, and blood flew up along with the sword god's arm!

"Is it really level nine?!"

After seeing Nan Mengling's ability to transform her body into gas, the Sword God was completely certain of this. This method of transforming into some element to teleport and avoid damage can only be done by ninth-level psychics, except for those with special abilities themselves!

His heart trembled, but surprisingly, he didn't even scream after his arm was chopped off? !

But Nami Ling didn't care about all that. With a cold face, she was about to strike out with the next sword.

"Meng Ling! Do you really not care about the relationship between us as master and disciple? If I hadn't been here, you would have been toyed to death by that man! Are you really going to be so ungrateful?"

The Sword God continued to retreat using Qing Kung Fu and shouted anxiously.

"You were the one who killed my father first, and you also tortured my mother to death."

Nan Mengling's figure teleported behind the Sword God again, and her sword pierced directly through the Sword God's abdomen, and blood splattered all over the sky.

"That wasn't me! That was your master who did it! It had nothing to do with me!"

The Sword God's voice trembled. He looked at the long sword that was about to pierce his heart and said hurriedly, "It's useless for you to kill me! Killing me will only make it more difficult for you to get revenge! After killing me, Shao Xiuqi will become your new enemy! He is the mayor of City No. 4! A ninth-level supernatural being! He and I are allies!"

But Namling's sword showed no sign of slowing down.

The Sword God's body was shaking a little, and he fell to the ground and said repeatedly: "If you kill me, the Sword God will go crazy! When that guy goes crazy, the world will be in chaos! You may be able to use strategies to reduce the difficulty of killing him now, but when he goes completely crazy, it will be extremely difficult for you to kill him! Keep me... I can help you deal with him together!"

Zhou Jiuyu leaned aside and smiled: "As expected of an ally, you said the same thing before you died."

For a moment, the Sword God's pupils trembled: "Is Shao Xiuqi dead?"

His expression was completely stunned, and then he looked at the sword light that was about to fall, with unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

"Stupid maid, don't kill him first. I have a few questions to ask." Zhou Jiuyu stopped Nan Mengling.

Nan Mengling held the sword, her breathing was a little disordered at the moment, or rather... her heart was in a mess.

But she still paused with the sword in her hand.

Zhou Jiuyu also looked at the "Sword God" and asked in a low voice: "If you are not the Sword God, then who are you? Are you impersonating him in disguise, or do you really look exactly like him? Your swordsmanship is also top-notch,

They look the same, their sword skills are the same, I don't believe there are two people in the world who are so similar."

The Sword God gritted his teeth, looking at the expressionless and cold Nameng Ling, and the sword tip that was filled with murderous intent. He sighed and began to confess:

"He and I are alone, but we are also... two people."

"To explain this, I have to tell you about his special ability first. The Sword God's special ability is 'giving intelligence'. He can give intelligence to dead objects, allowing them to accumulate spiritual energy and become stronger. He gave his sword intelligence, but the growth rate was too slow to enhance his combat power in a short period of time. So he looked through the ancient books of the Sword God Mountain and found a forbidden technique called 'Desire Stripping'."

"He combined 'Desire Stripping' and 'Giving Spiritual Intelligence'. The combination of forbidden techniques and supernatural powers formed his unique ability. He can strip one of his desires and give it to dead objects, allowing the dead objects to directly transform into his clones and inherit all his memories, including swordsmanship!"

"This means that as long as he strips away one of his desires, he can directly obtain a clone with first-class swordsmanship!"

"And I... am the product of his first experiment in stripping away his desires, and also the product that he will regret for the rest of his life."

"At the time, he felt that lust was the most useless desire, so he stripped himself of his lust without hesitation and gave it to his sword... which is me."

The Sword God suddenly grinned. "So, I fought with him in all the ancient martial arts sects in the world, and he became known as the Sword God. But after he became the Sword God, he immediately regretted it... Countless young ladies from ancient martial arts families, daughters of the supernatural world, charming, pure, lovely, countless beautiful women all rushed to get into his bed, to be his wife, or even to be his lover!"