Chapter 1 As the crow flies

Under the green mountains.

A small farmhouse.

A black cloud fell.

The black clouds receded, revealing two figures.

One is an old man in black robe, and the other is Xie Yuhua who is dressed enchantingly.

"Xie Yuhua! Why are you dressed like this? How inappropriate are you!" Xie Yuhua's mother-in-law scolded loudly, and her father-in-law also walked out of the house.

"Yuhua! You haven't been seen for three days. Where have you been?" Xie Yuhua's husband, scholar Hou Dongsheng, asked with a worried look on his face.

The elder of the Demon Flame Sect, Wei Shensheng, who was dressed in black robes, completely turned a blind eye to the three mortals in the courtyard. He only saw them laughing wildly and said: "To practice my Demon Flame Sect's magical power, qualifications are important, but xinxing is even more important. Demon cultivators must

Only by breaking away from shame, compassion, love and ruthless love can you be lawless. If you can't do it, don't say that you have earth and fire spiritual roots. Even if you have fire and heavenly spiritual roots, I don't want you!"

"Xie Yuhua! Yesterday you lost your shame in the city, but you still have compassion and love. Only after passing these two levels can you become a disciple of my Demon Sect."

"Xie Yuhua...go kill your parents-in-law and break your heart of mercy!"

"Xie Yuhua! What do you want to do?" Hou Dongsheng shouted loudly.

But the next moment.

A powerful divine thought descended.

Hou Dongsheng was unable to speak or move, and could only watch silently.

Wei Shensheng: "What are you doing?"

"Hahahaha... Your wife has decided to join my demon sect and become my disciple to practice immortality. After she succeeds in her practice, she will be able to roam the world freely and become an existence that you ants can't even dream of.

With such a great opportunity in front of us, do we still want to live in this small farmhouse, raising our husbands and raising our children, serving our parents-in-law, and living our lives as slaves?"

Wei Shengsheng: "Go and kill them! Break your heart of pity. If you can't do it, then you can stay and serve your parents-in-law and fulfill your filial piety."

Xie Yuhua was already standing in front of the two old men with a hatchet in hand.

Xie Yuhua smiled and said: "Father-in-law, mother-in-law... When I married into your Hou family, I said that I would fulfill my filial piety for you and see you on your deathbed. I, Xie Yuhua, keep my word and I will see you on my deathbed in advance today.

Have a good trip."

Xie Yuhua raised the hatchet.

Cutting down people is like cutting down trees.

Xie Yuhua's face turned crazy.

"Auntie! Go to hell!"

She shouted loudly.

The movements of his hands did not stop at all.

"Death! Let's all die!!"

Xie Yuhua screamed while cutting.

Although the two old men could not move, they were crying, begging for mercy, and begging for life.

Xie Yuhua's actions still showed no hesitation.

The wrists flew, the hatchet rose and fell, and blood flowed...

Wei Shensheng: "Hahahaha...Xie Yuhua! You did a good job...kill your husband now to break the heart of love!"

Hou Dongsheng was unable to move at all under the pressure of the elders of the Demon Sect. He could only watch his little daughter-in-law hack her parents to death and was helpless.

Not only that.

I'm afraid I'm going to die too.

There is nothing you can do, nothing you can do.

I can only die in front of my eyes.

Incompetent, incompetent!

Xie Yuhua, who was half covered in blood, slowly walked towards Hou Dongsheng, with a strange smile on her crazy face. She said in a gentle tone: "Husband... I remember you said you would hold me in your hands and put me in your hands."

In my heart..."

Faced with such tender words of love, Hou Dongsheng could only struggle crazily but was powerless.

Xie Yuhua took out a sharp knife from his body.

"Husband...I want to go into your heart."

Poof!

Xie Yuhua sprinted and plunged the sharp knife in his hand into Hou Dongsheng's heart.

Pierce the heart with a knife, and then twist it hard.

pain!

Heartbreaking pain!

"ah!"

Hou Dongsheng let out a shrill scream and stared at Xie Yuhua's face with his eyes wide open.

He wanted to say something but couldn't. Just like that, his eyes slowly closed and he lost consciousness.

Hou Dongsheng is dead!

Seeing Hou Dongsheng fall to the ground, Xie Yuhua's heart sank suddenly, and she felt as if something had been dug out of her chest.

Two lines of tears slipped unconsciously from the corners of Xie Yuhua's eyes.

Xie Yuhua's face was filled with astonishment. It turned out that he was heartbroken, and it turned out that he actually loved him.

The regret and pain disappeared in a flash, and what was left was an extremely firm Taoist heart.

"Dongsheng, I'm sorry."

"If I want to become enlightened, you must sacrifice! This may be the price of cultivation..."

Hou Dongsheng fell into a pool of blood.

"Good disciple, I, Wei Shuisheng, from today on you are my disciple, why don't you bow quickly!"

Xie Yuhua: "Disciple pays homage to the master."

Wei Shengsheng: "Okay! You have extraordinary qualifications and a firm mind. In time, you will become one of the best witches in the Demon Flame Sect. When you succeed in cultivation, you will know what it means to live in this world in vain!"

Wei Sengsheng shook one hand, raised a black flag, and a burst of black energy enveloped Xie Yuhua. The two of them turned into a dark cloud and rose into the sky again, drifting away.

It turns out that there really are immortal cultivators in this world...

Hou Dongsheng floated up and left his body.

The sun is so harsh...

Hou Dongsheng felt like he was about to melt into the bright sunshine.

Just melt it like this...

Just turn it into nothingness.

No!

I can't die!

I still want to take revenge on that bitch.

Hou Dongsheng's soul solidified instantly, resisting the sunlight.

A dark wind blew out of nowhere in the small courtyard.

Hou Dongsheng's transparent soul was hiding in the shadows.

Resentment strengthened his soul power and allowed him to stay in this world. Maybe before long, this small courtyard will become a ghost house, and this world will have another resentful soul seeking his life.

Things soon changed...

It started drizzling in the green mountains.

It rains often here.

Hou Dongsheng liked to play in the rain when he was a child. At this time, his mother would always chase him with a broom and ask him to go back early and not get wet in the rain.

Now the bodies of his parents have become mutilated, their souls have melted into the warm sunshine, only Hou Dongsheng's soul is getting colder.

Hou Dongsheng came to his body again.

Looking at the corpse with a stab through the heart.

Hou Dongsheng stretched out his hand, but the transparent spirit was unable to pull out the sharp knife.

Hou Dongsheng tried to lie down among the corpses, but his soul and body could not be fused at all.
To be continued...