Lu Huai ignored Mei'er's screams, hugged her tightly, and said stubbornly: "You are my Lulu, I recognize you, you can't be wrong... you can't be wrong!"

He hugged Mei'er tightly with his arms, and naturally let go of the holy sword. The holy sword fell and buzzed, inserted into the land beneath the two of them.

Zi Yan's eyes lit up, she opened her hands and turned into claws, aimed at the holy sword on the ground, and quietly exerted force.

With a buzzing sound, the holy sword sensed the true energy attached to the body and made a loud noise, as if warning.

Zi Yan was so scared that she trembled all over, she raised her eyelids and went to see Lu Huai in the air.

Lu Huai didn't realize it, and still hugged Mei'er tightly. Mei'er struggled, but could not break free. Between struggle and embracing each other, the two of them flew in the air.

Seeing that Lu Huai didn't check, Zi Yan was secretly happy and increased her strength in her hand.

"I have already said that I am Mei'er, not your Lulu!" Mei'er couldn't struggle and burst into tears.

"You are, you are, you are my Lulu!" Lu Huai hid his head on Mei'er's neck, closing his eyes and muttering.

"I am just a spider of enlightenment. After Lulu's death, I occupied her body and entered the secular world to practice and practice!" Mei'er choked in a low voice.

"Lulu is not dead, Lulu will not die..." Lu Huai insisted stubbornly.

"Let go!" Mei'er's face instantly condensed with frost, and there were still tears on it. Her voice was very cold and without any emotion.

"No! I can't let go... If I let go, you will fall! If you fall, I will never be with you again..." Lu Huai seemed to be recalling the last parting with Lulu. Suddenly, he raised his head, pulled Mei'er's shoulders, and looked at her affectionately, "Don't leave me, no matter where I am, I will always be with you!"

With a faint sigh, Mei'er's heart softened, "I would rather stay with you, just like now, never leave me!" She looked at Lu Huai's eyes with sad eyes, "I should really walk away with you, leave the world, and leave the world of cultivation. Even if I fall into the underworld, we can be together. Although I know that you are not my love, you love Lulu. But as long as you have not recovered your mind, you will definitely treat me as her and care for me wholeheartedly. But I can't...can't deceive you, nor can I deceive myself. So I still have to take you back and let Xuelian's magic piano eliminate your inner demons. Maybe my choice is wrong now, but I must do this."

With a slight sound, the holy sword flew away from the ground. But it did not rush towards Zi Yan, but was quietly suspended in the air.

Zi Yan didn't exert her strength because she suddenly realized that there was a cold feeling on her face. It was a teardrop.

How could there be tears? She shed tears for two people who have no relationship with me?

Zi Yan was surprised by her reaction, so she stopped.

"Who?" Mei'er noticed the strangeness of the Holy Knife, asked sternly, and looked for it angrily.

"It's okay, this knife is mine, and no one can take it away." Lu Huai hooked his hand at the holy knife, and the holy knife jumped back and floated behind him.

Zi Yan's face suddenly turned pale because she knew that from this moment on, the magic sword of the Heavenly Demon Sect had recognized its new master. Unless his master died, no one could take it away from his master.

A blue light flashed by. Before Zi Yan could react, Mei'er was already standing in front of her. Zi Yan felt her breathing suffocated, and Mei'er had already pinched her throat and lifted it up.

"Is it you?" Mei'er recognized her as the woman who stole Lu Huai's "corpse blood". "Who are you?"

A red spear appeared behind Lu Huai, like a red lightning bolt, heading straight behind Zi Yan's ears.

Seeing that the spear was about to kill him, Zi Yan knew that she would not have any reason to live, so she showed a sad smile and closed her eyes tightly.

Mei'er let go of her hand at this time and gently pushed Zi Yan out.

A spear swept through Zi Yan's throat, and the strong wind carried blew up the hair on her forehead.

"Why?" Zi Yan opened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe what she saw in front of her, and asked Mei'er.

"Because of your tears! It saved your life!" Mei'er also smiled, and smiled sadly.

The spear drew an arc and flew back behind Lu Huai. Lu Huai said nothing, but the spear stopped attacking, but instead hid into his body.

"My name is Zi Yan, a disciple of Zi Yan Sanren!" Zi Yan didn't know what reason he actually revealed his identity truthfully for.

"It doesn't matter who you are, what's important is that your conscience is still gone!" Mei'er turned to look at Lu Huai, "Let's go back!"

"Go back?" Lu Huai's eyes were puzzled, "Where to go?"

"Go home!" Mei'er stretched out her arm.

Lu Huai landed beside her, she gently held Lu Huai's hand and walked away.

Zi Yan silently watched the two of them gradually drifting away, murmured: "Master? Is my conscience saving my life, or did I do something wrong? Should I seize the magic sword?"

Without an answer, she suddenly felt very cold, it was the bitter cold wind.

The cold wind is still there, and the sound of the piano is mixed with snowflakes, falling on the sycamore trees.

Lu Huai stood under the tree, the blood armor on his face had disappeared, his eyes were like a clear spring, as if he had recovered his divine knowledge again.

"Some words... I don't know if I should say it!" The shopkeeper walked beside Lu Huai and said hesitantly.

"You said!" Lu Huai turned around with a smile.

"Shopkeeper?" Qin Yin stopped abruptly, Xue Lian seemed unhappy. "Lu Huai had just recovered his mind, and his inner demons were far from being eliminated. Why bother with trivial matters in the world?"

"But...if this matter cannot be resolved, Lu Huai's inner demon may be difficult to eliminate. Besides, I have been delayed for a while, now... I think it is time and I can't wait any longer." The shopkeeper looked at Xue Lian with sincerity in his eyes.

Xue Lian thought about it and finally nodded.

"What's the matter?" After getting Xue Lian's approval, Lu Huai asked the shopkeeper.

"There are some clues about the matter between Old Master Qiu, now." The shopkeeper was afraid that Lu Huai would be unbearable for a while, so he paid attention to some strategies.

"Is there a clue about that matter?" Lu Huai's eyes instantly shot out.

"There are only one person's name."

"who?"

"Zuo Yishan, who is named Cassia!"

"evidence?"

"He used the drilling sword."

Lu Huai's whole body shook and his pupils suddenly shrank, "Who provided this clue?"

The shopkeeper said a person's name, "Tang Shan!"

Lu Huai became silent. As the shopkeeper expected, when he heard Tang Shan's name, the news was beyond doubt.

The snowflakes on the entire sycamore tree suddenly burst out, like a huge firecracker exploding. The powerful air waves shook the snowflakes around them.

"Where is Tang Shan?" Lu Huai asked Xuelian.

"Just as soon as the Demon Sect Dharma Assembly was held, Lord Tang left the headquarters. It should be in the capital now." Xue Lian replied.

"Let's go to Beijing and find him." The figure flashed, and Lu Huai was already standing on the hillside and heading towards the path down the slope.

"Do you want to tell... Lulu?" The shopkeeper chased after him for a few steps and asked loudly.

"No need!" Lu Huai regained his mind again. He knew clearly that Lulu was dead and that was Mei'er.

"Oh..." The shopkeeper sighed, and Haci ran away and caught up with Lu Huai.

A purple light flashed, and the pretty snow lotus stood beside Lu Huai, "Your inner demon is far from being eliminated. The doctor is the parents' heart, and I have to compromise and go to Beijing with you!"

When the three of them left, Mei'er's figure appeared outside the hut with tears in her eyes...

On the official road, a carriage was running like lightning, and the shopkeeper was driving.

The car is equipped with a warm stove, which is as warm as spring.

Lu Huai was wearing a brocade suit, covering the blood armor on his body.

Xuelian had just finished playing a song and was sitting quietly opposite her, smiling in her eyes, looking silently.

"What? I look weird?" Lu Huai's voice seemed to be mocking himself.

"No! It's me that I remembered something!" Xuelian put her condensed jade finger on the strings. "The master once said that playing the piano for you can not only eliminate your inner demons, but also enhance Lian'er's cultivation. But after these days, the whole thing seems to have turned over. Every time she plays a song, Lian'er feels that her inner demons have been reduced by one point, but your cultivation has been enhanced by one point."

"I haven't practiced the Dharma, how can I enhance my cultivation?" There was no sign of artificiality on Lu Huai's face. It should be his heartfelt inquiry.

"Then what are you doing?" Xue Lian also wanted to explore the root of the matter.

Lu Huai smiled bitterly, "Maybe the sound of your piano is beautiful. Whenever you play the magic piano, I will be deeply attracted and fall into meditation."

"Oh?" Xue Lian smiled, "That's right! Meditation itself is the method of practice."

"Is that right?" Lu Huai's eyes showed surprise.

"You do have the talent for practicing Dharma..." Xue Lian didn't finish her words, and a long neigh broke her, and the carriage stopped.

"What happened?" Lu Huai asked the shopkeeper through the carriage.

The shopkeeper did not reply, and a middle-aged man's voice came, "Lu Huai, come out."

Xuelian's eyes opened slightly, "Master?"

"Guangling Zhenren, why are you here?" As the inquiry was about to be raised, Lu Huai opened the car door, got out of the car, and stood on the snow outside the car.

Standing in front of the road was a middle-aged man with a handsome face and graceful demeanor, who was Xuelian's mentor Guangling.

Lu Huai walked in front of the car and bowed, "Is there any advice for real person to arrive?"

"Master?" Xue Lian stood beside Lu Huai with a sweet call, with doubt in her eyes.

The face of Master Guangling was filled with anger, "The Heavenly Demon Sect will be invaded by a hundred years of heavenly tribulation. The appearance of the Demon Sword is the immortal fate given to the Heavenly Demon Sect by God to help the Heavenly Demon Sect survive the heavenly tribulation. But why do you want to snatch the Demon Sect and put me in a place of unjust!

"You...you..." Xue Lian looked at Lu Huai in a daze, "When did you snatch the Demon Sect's Demon Sword?"

Lu Huai looked ashamed, as if he knew he had done something wrong, and said timidly: "Last time I was regaining my mind... I went out for a few days and happened to run into the magic knife, so I took it!"

"It's really you?" Guangling took a step forward, causing snowflakes under his feet to shine. It can be seen that his heart was full of anger. "The Heavenly Demon True Man has reported this to the main hall. Just wait for the two elders of the transmission of Dharma and the two elders of the Demon Sect to come out of seclusion, and the disciples of the Demon Sect will be punished by you!" He waved to Xuelian, and Xuelian's magic piano rushed out and fell into his hands. "Sold the holy sword, I can apologize for you and save you from the murder."

"Submit... hand over the magic knife?" Lu Huai's face showed a look of disgrace.

"What are you still hesitating about? Will Master still harm you? Why don't you hand over the magic knife to the master?" Xue Lian stamped her feet in a hurry.

Lu Huai sighed and the magic knife appeared behind him.

Xuelian's eyes lit up, and she saw beautiful patterns carved on the hilt of the magic knife more than two feet long, and a majestic aura faintly emitted from the blade more than four feet long.

It is indeed a beautiful upper-level magic weapon, and it can make people feel suffocated just by its own power.

"Send it to the master!" Xue Lian secretly pulled Lu Huai's sleeve and urged in a low voice.
Chapter completed!