Chu Yun's death made Yun Qingkuang feel uncomfortable, but when he saw Xuanyuan Che's accusation against him, he pretended to be indifferent and said: "She is a member of my demon sect, and she sacrificed for me. It is only right! It is you who disturbed her.
Her state of mind, if it weren't for you, she would be in this state."
Xiaoyu looked back at Yun Qingkuang in despair, never expecting that he could actually say such cold-blooded words.
Xuanyuan Che looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "Does a person like you deserve to be the leader of a religion? I will send you to the West today!"
As he spoke, a group of fierce aura had gathered in his palm. Yun Qingkuang looked at it with fear. After fighting him for so many rounds, she thought he was exhausted, but she didn't expect that he still had such profound internal strength. Look at him.
It's hard for me to survive today.
Then he said to Xiaoyu in front of him: "Get out of the way quickly. The person he wants to deal with is me. Don't get hurt."
Xiaoyu looked at Xuanyuan Che's murderous eyes and already made up her mind to protect the seriously injured leader.
Xuanyuan Che said: "Xiaoyu! Get out of the way and let me kill this thief!"
Xiaoyu cried and shook her head and said: "Master, I beg you, even if the leader is not good in every way, please spare his life, even if you destroy his martial arts so that he can no longer hurt you.
My life is good! Xiaoyu, please!"
Xuanyuan Che said coldly: "Get out of the way!" There was no room for negotiation in his tone.
Xiaoyu kept kowtowing on the ground and said: "Please, Master, for the sake of my efforts to help Miss Qianqian escape, please let my leader live!"
Yun Qingkuang heard this and said, "Xiaoyu, what did you do behind my back?"
Xiaoyu tilted her head and said nothing, tears streaming down her face.
Xuanyuan Che raised his head and roared, "Yun Qingkuang, you have done so many unjust things. Even if the people under your command want to be loyal to you, they can't resist the torture of their conscience, and they can't help but betray you. Seeing you still...
In order to win people's hearts like this, I will give you a chance to commit suicide, so you can end your dirty life now!"
After Xuanyuan Che finished speaking, he threw the sword in Chu Yun's hand, accurately and within arm's reach beside Yun Qingkuang.
Xiaoyu looked at Yun Qingkuang nervously. Yun Qingkuang hesitated and was about to reach out to take it. Xiaoyu held his hand, shook her head and cried: "Leader... don't..."
Yun Qing smiled wildly and said, "Do you think he will let me go? This is already the best ending. It finally preserves the reputation of my generation as the leader of the Demon Cult."
After saying that, she pushed Xiaoyu away, and Xiaoyu floated about a foot away like a fallen leaf. She couldn't help shouting, "Leader..."
At this time, it was already dawn. Xuanyuan Che looked coldly at Yun's frivolous face in the morning glow. It was charming and enchanting. He didn't know how many infatuated women were fascinated by such a bohemian face. Although there was a stripe on his face.
The scars that cannot be covered up do not diminish his kingly demeanor at all, but add a sense of mystery to him.
Xuanyuan Che shouted: "Why are you still dawdling and refusing to take action?