But at that time, she had fallen to the level of an ordinary person soon after breaking through. She could not suppress the extremely violent Shou in the coffin.
A pair of palms were covered with tooth marks almost in those years, and they were bitten to pieces countless times before she managed to calm down Shou's emotions.
Fortunately, Shou also remembered her subconsciously, so he didn't jump out of the coffin and bite her to death.
Even though he and Shou lived very harmoniously later on, it took a hundred years to truly develop a tacit understanding.
But what happened to this little corpse demon?
Just pick up a fawn and raise it, but it only takes eleven days to develop such a tacit understanding.
Yin Baishuang lowered her head and looked under her delicate embroidered shoes to see if she had stepped on a lemon.
Why do I feel so sore all of a sudden?
Balian didn't pay attention to whether she was sore or not, as the Qiu Shui Sword in her hand had already been pushed out by him.
The sword light shone slightly in the dark night, as gentle as the refraction of water in a soft stream.
But the sword energy formed by the Qiushui Sword under his palm was very sharp and cold.
A sword was pointed forward in the darkness, and the clear sword light reflected a dull and stiff face.
The once grateful Orion who thanked him for saving his life completely changed his expression, exuding an evil and cold aura.
His eyes moved unnaturally and suddenly in his empty sockets, like a puppet without a soul.
He raised his fist and struck out, seemingly not noticing the sharp sword light of the Autumn Water Sword.
"Crack!"
There was a cracking sound like an ax splitting firewood in half.
Orion's thick, dark arm was split in two from his fist, leaving no trace of blood, but cracked open, like a piece of wood wrapped under a piece of human skin.
The sword energy shook, and the arm was directly torn into thousands of strands of wood by the sword energy.
The Qiu Shui Sword was inserted into his heart very simply and neatly, and then it seemed as if it had hit something hard, and the Qiu Shui Sword could not penetrate it.
Balian frowned slightly.
A series of demon-like roars erupted from Orion's mouth.
His eyes were covered with a layer of dark yellow, and he raised his fist again and smashed down on Bai Lian's head.
Balian narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was about to put away his sword, but found that he couldn't.
The hard thing in his heart seemed to have some infinite magnetic force, and it actually attracted the edge of the Qiu Shui Sword.
What's even weirder is that the magnetic force extends along the Qiushui Sword to his palm.
He couldn't even release the hilt of the sword, and could only watch helplessly as his fist smashed down.
This punch brought out a lot of fierce wind, as if all the demonic power in my body was poured into this punch.
Even Balian's corpse demon body may not be able to withstand it.
At this critical moment, a jade-like palm suddenly pressed against his back.
Gently... push him forward.
The force was very light, but Bailian fell forward uncontrollably.
And the Qiu Shui Sword in his hand, which had always been difficult to break through, heard a soft "click..." sound from the tip of the sword.
The body of the fake Orion was penetrated instantly.
The fist that came down suddenly froze, and then quickly hit Bai Lian's shoulder softly and without any force, as if he had lost some control of his power.
Balian stood firm, drew out his long sword, pushed down the Orion man in front of him, and turned around to look at Yin Baishuang in astonishment.
Didn't she say she wouldn't take action?
However, Yin Baishuang seemed not to notice his gaze, looking seriously at the distant mountains, her right hand slowly dropped back into her wide red sleeves.
"My hand slipped."
"father!!!"
The girl on the deer's back let out a heart-rending cry.
Ignoring the pain of her injured leg, she limped and ran as fast as she could in the direction of Balian. Her little face was twisted and desperate from crying, and her eyes looked at Balian with hatred.
"I kill you!!!"
Regardless of his weak strength, he rushed towards him like a madman.
Bailian turned his body to one side and dodged easily.
He looked calmly at the girl who fell to the ground, without any intention of reaching out to help her.
The girl's eyes were red and she lay on the ground crying: "Why! Why did you kill my father after you saved us!"
Yin Baishuang's eyes suddenly moved, as if she felt something, and her brows furrowed slightly, directly implying solemnity.
She came to the body of the fake hunter, knelt down and suddenly stretched out her perfect jade-like palm.
The woman's delicate palm cracked open the fake Orion's chest easily.
The girl's face was stunned. Perhaps she had never seen such a cruel person, killing someone and then humiliating the body in such a way.
Suddenly his face became twisted and red, and he grabbed a sharp stone beside him and threw it towards her.
Balian moved her body and stopped in front of Yin Baishuang. The stone did not fall on her, but on his leg.
Yin Baishuang seemed not to notice Balian's move, and groped for a moment in the broken chest with her bare hands.
Her eyes grew colder and she said, "Are you blind or too stupid? He is not your father."
She pulled her palms away from her chest, picking up pieces of sawdust, but her palms were still clean without a trace of blood.
But in the palm of his hand, there was an extra blood-red stone.
The stone was shaped like a human heart, as bright red as blood, but cold and unable to beat.
The hard object that Balian used his sword to hold just now was this stone.
The girl also saw the stone in her hand clearly, and was completely stunned. Her mind suddenly became extremely blank, and her eyes were blankly looking at her father who died tragically on the ground without any trace of blood.
The color drained from her face: "How could it be possible...how could it be possible...daddy, how could he...not be a human being."
Bailian said: "Your father is naturally a human being, but this man is no longer your father."
He looked at Yin Baishuang holding the blood stone, and his eyes had long been replaced by ice coldness.
"What is this?" Balian couldn't help but ask.
With a click, the blood stone turned into stone powder in her palm and flowed away from her fingertips.
Her eyes were dark, with a hint of hatred that could not be concealed, and she said coldly: "The Demon Sect's puppetry."
"Demon Sect?" Balian's eyes moved. This was the second time he heard this word.
Yin Baishuang stood up slowly. Her red clothes were like a flamboyant flame in the darkness, and her black hair was fluttering in the night wind.
Under the cold moonlight, her faint pupils were colder than the moonlight: "Taking advantage of the rising tide of demons in the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, the Demon Sect, which has been dormant for many years, is finally unwilling to be lonely... Good, very good!"
Puppetry is a forbidden art that has been untouchable in her heart for many years, and contains too many memories from her youth.
She looked at the endless sea, and the silver-white sword at her waist seemed to feel the owner's extremely restless heart, and the sword trembled sharply from the blade to the sheath.
If you dare to step your dirty feet across that sea, I won't mind the endless bloodbath!
Turn him upside down!
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