The Taoist priest's sword tip pointed directly at Xiuyuan's chest. Xiuyuan held the sword in one hand and walked forward in one step, and the sword tip poked into Xiuyuan's chest.

Butler Li was so scared that he exclaimed, "Young Master!"

The Taoist priest was also stunned. His hand holding the sword suddenly became soft. The sword was still in his hand, but he had no strength.

"Master, I'm sorry Mochou. If you want to kill you, kill me, but you can't hurt you."

"You—" The Taoist priest's eyes were filled with surprise, "You are so crazy, is it worth it for a fox demon?"

Xiuyuan looked at Taoist master in a direct manner, which was an unavoidable gaze. Xiuyuan opened and closed his mouth and spit out two words, "It's worth it."

The hand that Buyu grabbed Xiuyuan's clothes suddenly became soft. The Taoist priest closed his eyes and pulled out the sword. Xiuyuan made a small step because of the pain. The Taoist priest turned around and looked at Mochou who was sobbing. She turned her back to these two people, and her shoulders were trembling because of the crying.

The sound of heavy rain drowned everything. The Taoist priest turned his head suddenly and stood by Xiu Yuan without hesitation. The two men's arms were intertwined tightly.

"I'll kill you monster!" Anger rose into the air, and he raised his sword again and stabbed Buyu. This time the speed of his movement caught the two of them off guard.

Buyu saw the sword coming, and she held Xiuyuan and turned her back to Taoist priest. Taoist priest's sword was dedicated to killing monsters. Once it was touched with demon blood, it would be extremely sharp. The sword pierced into Buyu's body and blood immediately flowed.

"Unswer!" Xiu Yuan screamed in panic, holding Xiu Yuan tightly, and blood spurted out from his mouth. Xiu Yuan didn't know where he got the strength. He emitted a breath to block the rain around him. Suddenly the rain around him avoided the two of them and went elsewhere. Xiu Yuan's hair and white clothes flew up. He stretched out his hand and held the Taoist priest's sword, pulled it out from Bu Yu's body, and held it with force. The sword broke into two halves. The Taoist priest was shocked. Xiu Yuan had never been so angry. He glared at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest threw down the sword and was about to attack Buyu. Xiu Yuan stretched out his hand. A powerful aura emanated from his palm and formed a stalemate with the aura emitted by the Taoist priest. Buyu was already weak and could not stand to one side. The Taoist priest was about to kill the demon and turned around and shouted to Mo Chou, "Mo Chou, what are you waiting for? Kill her quickly!"

Mo Chou turned around and looked at this scene. Taoist priest and Xiu Yuan were in a stalemate, and were unswervingly injured and could not hold on to lie half on the ground.

Mochou saw Xiuyuan's face. She had never seen him have such an expression. She was so angry. There was a ball of fire between his eyebrows. He looked at Mochou, and his eyes seemed to say, don't touch him, don't.

Mochou drew his sword and walked down the steps. The Taoist priest was overwhelmed with his back to Mochou, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

Mochou looked at Buyu, and she looked up at Mochou. Her eyes were so calm. At this moment, taking her life became an easy thing, but her fearless expression seemed to apologize to Mochou. Her lips were bent. She looked at Mochou with a calm look, "I'm sorry, Mochou."

Mochou bit his lip, and the last line of defense in his heart collapsed. At this moment, it rained down, catering to her under this situation, cultivating fate, you subverted my life in the past few years. Mochou first smiled bitterly, and then she raised her head and screamed.

"God - why did you treat me like this-" Mo Chou raised his head, and the rain mixed with tears poured into her from her cheek to her neck. Mo Chou used his strength to raise his sword and penetrated it hard onto the ground. The sword rose and fell, and it suddenly penetrated into the ground.

Mochou finished shouting with all his might. After making a long sound, she seemed to be exhausted and staggered back two steps, looking at the people in front of her.

The stalemate between the master and Xiuyuan also ended with Mo Chou's scream. Xiuyuan squatted beside Unswervingly. The Taoist priest looked at the disciple sadly. At that moment, Mo Chou felt dead. She trembled and raised her arm to point at the two people in front of her.

The arm was shaking in the air. Xiuyuan looked at Mochou sadly, but she couldn't say a word.

"Mo Chou--" The Taoist priest felt that Mo Chou looked like a heartbroken person. He had no intention of killing demons anymore, and immediately stepped forward to support his beloved disciple.

Mochou took two steps back, and excitedly pointed his arms from pointing at them to falling all his strength. She bit her lips and couldn't say anything. She shook her head and shook her head until her hair fell to the ground. Mochou's hair distantly spread out and looked at Xiuyuan from her hair covered in hair.

"You and I have no connection in this life--" and ran in a direction in which I didn't know.

"Mochou!" The Taoist priest exclaimed and chased after him. Mochou ran away like crazy. Xiuyuan looked at her back and closed her eyes.

Seeing that the matter was finally settled, Butler Li hurriedly ran down the steps and held an umbrella to shelter the two of them from the rain.

"Young Master," Xiu Yuan's hand was still bleeding, and the unswerving wound was also there. The water surrounding it had been stained with blood. Butler Li recognized it. Isn't this the woman in the painting of Young Master Yiliang? He didn't have time to ask more questions to help Xiu Yuan help Xiu Yuan raise the serious injury.

Unwind, looking at the anxious Xiuyuan with her pale lips, she shook her head gently, "I'm fine." She was so angry that the Taoist priest's sword was really powerful, and it suddenly stabbed the vital part.

Xiuyuan held the unswerving, "Unswer, Unswer, I won't let you have something to do, Unswer--" Xiuyuan's voice was getting smaller and smaller in his ears until it disappeared. In front of him, she fainted and fell into her warm arms that she was most familiar with.

Xiuyuan was no longer worried about it and placed BuYu in his room. He was busy with care alone. Wang Shi and Maochun didn't understand what was going on. Looking at Butler Li, Butler Li was also hard to describe.

"Where is Mo Chou and Taoist Master?" Wang grabbed the Taoist Master outside the room and asked, "Who is this girl? How could she be so seriously injured?"

Butler Li sighed and shook his head, "Miss Mochou and Taoist priest have left. This girl is—" He can't say he is a monster, "Madam, please don't ask first, let the young master explain to you in the future."

Maochun could see that his son had not been so anxious for more than ten years. He stood beside Xiuyuan, and he was so busy that he was completely unaware of it. While using his abilities to help him stop the bleeding, he was sweating profusely and exhausted his energy.

"Xiuyuan--" Xiuyuan was lying on the bed, lifting up her clothes, revealing her snow-white back, but a black sword mouth was on the woman's back, which was very obvious.

Xiuyuan covered the blade and blood flowed out from his fingers.

"What can we help you?" Maochun didn't dare to ask too much. Life was at stake. The woman's face was pale and she was obviously too seriously injured.

Xiuyuan had no time to care about his father anymore, so he shook his head, "It's nothing, I can handle it myself."

Maochun naturally had no choice but to say anything more. He looked at the two people, then retreated. As soon as he came out, he saw Wang and Butler Li, he asked Butler Li with the same questions. Butler Li shook his head with a sad face and could not give a clear answer.
Chapter completed!