Stop. "
Zhao Wuji, the leader of the advance squad of the Celestial world's [Demon Emotion Sect] that was covered in black flames, had a cold smile flickering in his eyes.
He looked at the charging Little Nine, tightening his grip on the Morning Glory Demon's fingers.
Instantly, there was a black flame around the little girl's neck. Like a black poisonous snake, it coiled around her, terrifying and sinister.
"Ah …"
The little flower demon could not help but let out a low howl of pain.
Sweat instantly poured out from her forehead and back like water, soaking her green dress. Under the white skin that was exposed, there were dark blue veins popping out. Her fingers instantly straightened.
One could see what kind of pain she was enduring.
Little Nine instantly stopped ten meters away.
His heart, it was as if it was being gripped.
"Release her."
Little Nine howled, revealing his snow white teeth. Lowering his head, his hind legs slightly squatting.
This was the prelude to an attack.
"Do you think this is possible?"
In the depths of Zhao Wuji's eyes, there was a flash of joy that was hard to detect. He let out a breath of relief.
His gamble was correct.
The instant he saw Little Nine stop, he knew that his gamble was correct.
This incomparably ferocious Immortal Path beast that could play with an Immortal on the ground, really cared about this little Morning Glory.
He had grasped the weak spot of this dog-shaped Immortal Path beast.
Then the following plan had a very high chance of being realized.
"Retreat."
Zhao Wuji grabbed the little flower demon, his face dark.
Little Nine unconsciously retreated two steps. "You … don't harm her, we'll exchange one for one. Yes, yes, yes, exchanging hostages. I'll release this person, you give Little Ling 'er to me. How about it, it's very fair right?"
He stepped on Nangong Chang, pushing him forward, expressing his sincerity.
Nangong Chang finally let out a long breath.
If he could not die, of course he was not willing to die.
A good death was better than a bad life.
A man should know when to yield. Being played with by a dog like a ball, being thrown around like a sandbag, being stabbed in the thigh was nothing, being humiliated a little was nothing.
This Immortal was enduring humiliation for the greater good.
But, the next instant, Nangong Chang's heart that was filled with hope instantly became ice cold.
Because Zhao Wuji lightly said, "Whether this trash lives or dies, what does that have to do with me?"
He rejected Little Nine's suggestion of exchanging hostages without the slightest hesitation.
Ding.
A faint silver collar was thrown in front of Little Nine.
"Wear it and I'll spare this little morning glory, or else …" As Zhao Wuji threatened, the black demonic emotion flames burned brightly. Black flame patterns appeared on the little flower demon's face, neck, wrists, and ankles. They looked like sinister and vicious tattoos.
The Flower Demon gnashed her teeth so hard that they broke.
She endured the pain and did not let out a scream for mercy.
However, her trembling body and limbs were enough to show what kind of pain she was suffering at this moment.
Morning Glory belonged to the Wood Element Spirit Race and was most afraid of fire.
Under the burning of the Immortal Dao Demonic Flame, the pain could be said to penetrate deep into the soul.
The white skin of the Flower Demon emitted a terrifying sizzling sound, and smoke rose from it.
Little Nine's eyes were red.
It stared at Zhao Wuji and roared, "I said, don't hurt her!"
Zhao Wuji laughed disdainfully.
He raised his hand.
Chi!
The flower demon's right arm was chopped off.
Dark green blood spurted out.
The arm that was chopped off fell to the ground. Spiritual energy leaked out, turning into a green Morning Glory vine. Then it was touched by the black demonic flames, rapidly withering, turning into ashes.
"Wu … En."
The flower demon straightened her body, tears flowing from her eyes.
The intense pain caused her to cry uncontrollably.
But she endured it and did not make a sound. She did not beg for mercy, and did not beg brother Little Nine to save her.
She even turned her face away, not letting Little Nine see her face, not letting him see the pain and tears on her face.
Because when she saw Little Nine's furious expression, she suddenly understood. Big brother Little Nine was very, very good to her, and it was not the normal kind of good.
She definitely could not become a weapon for others to threaten brother Little Nine at this time.
"You …"
Seeing the little flower demon being injured, Little Nine's anger nearly made him go crazy.
It forcibly suppressed its anger and calmed itself down.
His gaze fell on the item that Zhao Wuji had brought over.
"What is this?"
Little Nine used the tip of his foot to kick the silver collar.
This item made him feel an intense unease.
He had a premonition.
If he wore it, he would most likely fall into a state of eternal damnation.
"Of course it's a dog collar. What else could it be?"
Zhao Wuji laughed.
"Wear it and you will become the most loyal dog by my side. You will listen to whatever I say, just like a servant. That's because it will control your mind and thoughts. Hehe, a Grade 5 Immortal Artifact! I believe that no matter how ferocious you are, you will not be able to break free from it. Hahaha!"
This silver necklace was a magical treasure that could control beasts.
A fifth grade Immortal artifact.
But because apart from controlling beasts, it did not have any offensive or defensive abilities, so this fifth grade Immortal artifact was only in name. Even in the Celestial realm, it was not very valuable.
Zhao Wuji had only obtained this collar after killing a Celestial Beast Master from the Imperial Beast Abode of the Celestial realm.
But at that time, he did not care.
He only thought that if there was a chance in the future, he would refine this collar and purify the [Jade Wave Immortal Gold], [Great Luo Silver Essence] and [Immortal Tears Green Gold]. These three precious Immortal metals could be considered recycling, so he always carried it on him.
He did not expect it to come in handy that day.
When Zhao Wuji, who was in the light and in the dark, snuck into the Gen passage and saw Nangong Chang being played like a ball by Lil Nine, he almost peed his pants.
Such a ferocious dog was too terrifying.
He wanted to sneak away at that time.
But later, when he suddenly remembered that he was wearing a beast collar on the level of a fifth grade Immortal artifact, a bold idea suddenly took over his mind.
If he could keep this dog as his battle pet, wouldn't his overall combat power skyrocket?
Even in the entire Demon Emotion Sect, his status and authority would be greatly enhanced.
So, he suppressed the fear in his heart and stayed.
Who knew that he would really find such an opportunity.
At the beginning, Zhao Wuji was actually breaking out in a cold sweat.
He was taking a gamble.
If Lil Nine did not particularly care about the little flower monster, then he would be courting death by doing this.
Fortunately, he had made the right gamble.
"If you put it on, I will spare this Morning Glory Little Flower Monster."
Zhao Wuji said indifferently, "My target is only you. Killing her or not doesn't mean much to me."
Lil Nine picked up the silver collar with its forelimbs.
It fixed its gaze on Zhao Wuji, its eyes spitting fire as it said, "Why should I believe you? What if you hurt Miss Ling'er after I put it on? "
Zhao Wuji smiled indifferently.
He raised his hand, and a black blade aura flashed.
Whoosh.
The other arm of the flower monster was chopped off.
The little girl let out a miserable cry like that of a dying beast, but it was firmly suppressed in her mouth, and did not completely release it. Hearing it made one's heart ache and anger even more.
"You don't have the right to bargain."
Zhao Wuji smiled coldly and said.
"I will count to ten. If you still haven't put on the collar, then I will directly use the black flames of Demon Emotion to burn the essence of this Morning Glory Little Flower, causing its cultivation level to dissipate, its intelligence to collapse, and it will once again become an ordinary plant. Ten... Nine..."
He said cruelly and coldly.
In Lil Nine's life, he had never encountered such a situation before.
Even he himself could not explain why he treasured this Morning Glory Little Flower monster so much.
This was clearly the first time that the two of them were alone together.
Before this, they had only seen each other two or three times in the great hall of Tai Xuan Academy.
But right now, looking at the little flower monster's arms that had been chopped off, blood flowing, cold sweat soaking through her green hair, that desperate and panicked expression, her entire person was like a flower that was about to wither. Lil Nine's heart, as if it was being fiercely clenched by something, about to be crushed.
In the past, all of Lil Nine's choices were related to whether or not he could eat it, eat it now or eat it tomorrow.
This time, this choice question caused him to fall into a great struggle and confusion.
"Seven... Six... Five..."
The sound of Zhao Wuji counting down, like the urging of death, clearly sounded out.
It was the first time that Lil Nine seriously considered the question of life.
It was also the first time that he was worried about something that he could not eat.
"Fine."
Lil Nine lifted his head, looking at Zhao Wuji. "I promise you."
He raised the silver collar with both hands, slowly putting it around his neck.
Many times, the crucial factor in making a decision did not lie with himself.
But the weight of others in your heart.
If there was a scale in Lil Nine's heart, with him on the left and the little flower monster on the right, then this scale would definitely tilt towards the right without any reason.
Lil Nine felt that he had gone crazy.
But his actions, did not have the slightest bit of hesitation.
Until when he was about to put the silver collar on his head, tens of meters away, Zhao Wuji's shocked and angry voice suddenly sounded out. "You... Assistant, what are you doing?"
Lil Nine subconsciously lifted his head.
Then he was as still as a statue.
The little flower monster's body was rapidly withering, the spirituality in her body madly disappearing. Her life was like a flood that would never return. Her green hair turned into withered yellow vines, her body was like a thousand year old tree that split apart, then rapidly petrified …
On her face, there was a faint trace of a smile.
A face that could not be counted as particularly beautiful, but could only be described as elegant and delicate.
Looking at Lil Nine, tears flowed down her face.
The people of the Spirit Race could choose their own life and death.
She was not willing to become a weapon used by evil people to threaten her brother Lil Nine.
So she completely dispersed her spiritual qi, instantly aging.
"No..."
Lil Nine angrily roared, charging over like lightning.
"No." Zhao Wuji screamed in fear. At the same time, he threw away the little flower monster, turning to escape.
Without a hostage, in front of Lil Nine, he could not even last for an instant.
Peng!
A dog's paw, slapped Zhao Wuji's back.
Zhao Wuji wildly spat out blood, his Immortal body shattered, all his bones broken. His ruined body fell into the desert, unable to move, unable to escape.
Lil Nine charged over, protecting the little flower monster's body.
"Brother Lil Nine, goodbye."
A final tear flowed out from the corner of the little flower monster's eyes, then she completely died.
Lil Nine was dumbfounded where he stood.
After a long, long time.
"Ah..."
He let out a heart rending roar.
Then, like a crazily erupting volcano, he charged towards the paralyzed Zhao Wuji on the ground.
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