Chapter 217: The Devil's Fate, the Wrong Love, Is Like a Broken Dream, the Lonely Shadow on the Bloody Road Is in a Dilemma

Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, the outskirts of Blood Demon Mountain.

Yun Mengwu watched Zhang Xiaoyu walk into Blood Demon Mountain step by step.

The look she gave Zhang Xiaoyu seemed like anger, resentment, love, and hatred, as if it contained all the feelings for her lover.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked back and saw Yun Mengwu's eyes that could squeeze out water.

Zhang Xiaoyu's footsteps could not help but pause, and his mind recalled countless passionate nights with beautiful women.

He even had the urge to run back and hug the beautiful woman in his arms.

But he still held back.

Although this trip was extremely dangerous, he couldn't help but feel a sense of security when he stepped into the Blood Demon Mountain.

It seemed that this was his life, and the gentle country of the past seemed to be just a broken dream.

Zhang Xiaoyu waved to Yun Mengwu, signaling Yun Mengwu to go back.

He turned his head away, not looking at Yun Mengwu, and walked into the Blood Demon Mountain with tens of thousands of warriors around him to compete for the position of the only Blood Demon Son.

Yun Mengwu watched Zhang Xiaoyu disappear in the Blood Demon Mountain, but she was powerless. She was an inner disciple of the Hehuan Sect and was not qualified to participate in this trial.

Yun Mengwu's mood was very complicated. She slept with Zhang Xiaoyu every day, but she still let Zhang Xiaoyu run away. Why can't this man be satisfied no matter how much he feeds her?

Isn't it good to have a passionate life with wine and meat every night?

Why did he leave her and go to the Blood Demon Mountain to die?

Yun Mengwu could not understand Zhang Xiaoyu, just as Zhang Xiaoyu could not understand her.

At this time, a woman in red who looked similar to Yun Mengwu walked up to Yun Mengwu.

This woman was Yun Mengyao, the red-dressed woman who appeared in the Qinghe County Lord's Mansion.

She said sarcastically, "Oh, my dear sister, why don't you serve the man you chose well even though you serve him every day? He has entered the Blood Demon Mountain and may never come out again.

Even if he can come out, it is not up to you.

What a pity, all the painstaking planning is in vain in the end."

Yun Mengwu's face looked a little ugly when she heard this.

This person is right. If Zhang Xiaoyu can come out of the Blood Demon Mountain, she will be the new generation of the Holy Son, and her status and position will far exceed her, Yun Mengwu.

Yun Mengwu retorted, "At least I brought people to the Demon Dao territory. Where is your city lord brother?"

The red-clothed woman's face immediately became ugly, and she snorted and left.

At the beginning, she hooked up with the city lord Liu Rensong in Qinghe County, and even used the resources of breaking through the innate to lure Liu Rensong to betray his master.

When the incident happened, he wanted to take Liu Rensong to the Demon Dao, but was rejected by Liu Rensong.

From this perspective, she is indeed not as good as Yun Mengwu.

Yunmengwu felt that her plan had completely failed. Men's words are deceiving. Zhang Xiaoyu promised her that he would not enter the Blood Demon Mountain, but he sneaked in anyway.

Yunmengwu looked at the Blood Demon Mountain surrounded by red mist and felt empty in her heart.

She didn't know what she should expect?

It seemed that it would be more beneficial for her if Zhang Xiaoyu died in the Blood Demon Mountain than if he came out alive.

Yunmengwu walked back to the courtyard where they lived in a daze. She prepared a sumptuous dinner as usual and sat there waiting.

She hoped that she could wait for Zhang Xiaoyu to come back, but she also hoped that Zhang Xiaoyu would not come back.

Her mood had never been so complicated. She had seen countless men, but she felt that she seemed to have true feelings for Zhang Xiaoyu.

When it was late at night, Zhang Xiaoyu still hadn't returned.

Yunmengwu could only eat cold dishes and drink cold wine alone.

...

Zhang Xiaoyu knew how much he weighed. Among all the warriors who entered the Blood Demon Mountain, his strength ranked at the last level.

Anyone you meet in the Blood Demon Mountain is your mortal enemy.

So Zhang Xiaoyu was extremely cautious.

After entering the mountain, he did not dare to go all the way in, but first found a hidden valley to hide.

Since he could not beat others, he would hide.

Only by saving his life can he have the opportunity to find opportunities to strengthen himself.

Legend has it that the Blood Demon Mountain was once an ancient battlefield with countless opportunities.

Magical weapons, rare elixirs, ancient skills, and if you are lucky, you can find a cave of a strong man.

The strong who have reached the end of their lives in the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, as long as they have not died outside, generally choose to enter the Blood Demon Mountain for a last fight.

Night soon came.

There was silence all around, and Zhang Xiaoyu estimated that everyone else had gone deep into the mountain.

He walked out of his hiding place.

Through the fog in the mountains, he looked at the lonely star and cold moon in the sky, thinking of his family and brothers in Qinghe County, and also thinking of Yun Mengwu who waited for him to go back for dinner every day.

If he hadn't entered the Blood Demon Mountain, he would have been full of passion by now.

He didn't let Zhang Xiaoyu think about it.

The hair on his back suddenly stood up.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt someone attacking him from behind.

He quickly dodged to the side.

Puff, he was still stabbed in the chest, this time on the right side, the long knife pierced Zhang Xiaoyu's lungs from behind.

A lot of blood spurted out of Zhang Xiaoyu's mouth and nose.

He didn't expect that he would be attacked. He had been listening to the movements outside for several hours of hiding, but he didn't hear any sound.

He thought there was no one outside.

This person must have been hiding here for a long time, and he must have been discovered by this person when he came to hide.

This person was too patient, hiding with him for several hours before taking action.

Zhang Xiaoyu held the tip of the knife that stabbed from his chest with both hands, and kicked behind him with his right foot.

The man behind him pulled the long sword hard, but failed to pull it out. He could only let go and jumped back to avoid Zhang Xiaoyu's kick.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned around and saw a skinny warrior with shifty eyes grinning at him.

"After being hit by this sword, you will die anyway, and my sword is poisoned.

Brother, you are unlucky to meet me.

It's your fate. I think you should stop struggling and suffer less."

Zhang Xiaoyu's lungs were injured and blood kept flowing out of his mouth. He pointed at the skinny warrior and said, "You are so poisonous!"

The skinny warrior smiled, "We are all people in the magic way, no one should say who is poisonous. Isn't your weapon poisoned?"

Zhang Xiaoyu thought to himself, it seems that he is not vicious enough.

His weapon is really not poisoned.

Zhang Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to pull out the long sword stuck in his body.

As soon as he drew his sword, the skinny warrior rushed over and kicked Zhang Xiaoyu in the waist.

Zhang Xiaoyu could only block with his legs.

Bang, his legs intersected, Zhang Xiaoyu's body shook violently, and the long sword stuck in his body also trembled.

Blood flowed from the femur at the knife point, Zhang Xiaoyu grimaced in pain, and felt that his eyes were black.

This skinny warrior was stronger than Zhang Xiaoyu, and he attacked Zhang Xiaoyu again.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't see any chance of winning at all, and felt that his life was going to end here.

Unexpectedly, this trip to the Blood Demon Mountain ended at the beginning.

Zhang Xiaoyu fought with the skinny warrior for several rounds, but was defeated in the end, and was kicked by the skinny warrior on the long sword stuck in his body.

Puff, the long sword pierced Zhang Xiaoyu's back.

Zhang Xiaoyu bled from all seven orifices, spurted blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"I told you not to struggle, but you did. You've suffered so much, but you still have to die, right?"

The skinny warrior complained, but did not step forward to put away the knife.

He took out a three-edged bone-penetrating nail as long as a finger and threw it towards Zhang Xiaoyu's forehead.

Bang, the three-edged bone-penetrating nail pierced into Zhang Xiaoyu's forehead, half of it was sunken.

Zhang Xiaoyu's body did not move.

"It seems that he is dead."

The skinny warrior then walked towards Zhang Xiaoyu.

Just as he bent down to pull out the long knife from Zhang Xiaoyu's body, Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly opened his eyes, full of resentment and murderous intent.