Guan Meng replied without hesitation:

"Dad, I want to be a saint."

Guan Ming was worried and said, "But the saint cannot marry, and this road is very hard. The saint not only has to practice magic skills, but also has to be responsible for the belief in the demon god. It is a symbol of my Demon Sect and the messenger of the great Demon God. You have to act in the world and be clear about the teachings of the body... Meng'er, this is too hard."

Guan Meng shook her head and said, "I understand my father's concerns, but not only in terms of the piousness of faith, I am the most suitable person in the sect to be a saint, but also in terms of magic skills, I am also the strongest among women of this generation. So, Dad, if I give up, the person who becomes a saint is not the most suitable person."

"Oh, my dad just feels sorry for you. After all, you are still so young, you have to suffer a lot..."

"I know, but, Dad, I do."

Guan Meng's tender face was full of seriousness.

Guan Ming looked at his daughter and sighed. In fact, it was not only Guan Meng who had such a temperament, but he himself was not? Or rather, their family, whether it was him, his wife, or three children, were all people with such temperament.

His family was poor and destitute back then. If it weren't for the help of the Demon Sect, and the teaching of martial arts and changing his destiny, he might have starved to death with his parents in the war.

At that time, he made a vow before the altar of the Demon God, to receive the great kindness of the Demon Sect and to fight for the Demon Sect until his death.

How terrible it is to die.

The only way to die is to be hard forever.

However, if only a few people are sacrificed can protect the majority of people to survive. Then, when there is no choice, the person who is truly determined will stand up and become the minority and shoulder the burden of fate for others.

This is the case with the Demon Sect, and so is the case with the Demonic Cultivator.

Back then, with devout faith, Guan Meng firmly chose this path and became the saint of the Demon Sect. To this day, she still has never regretted it. Even though she has paid a lot for it, she will not even live long, so she is willing.

But……

Just three years after she officially became a saint.

This year at the age of eighteen.

She really encountered a big crisis in her life.

It is not because of the backlash of the magic skills or the attacks of the decent, but because of the orders issued by the great demon god.

Guan Meng calmed down her internal strength, supported the armrest of the chair with her hands, and slowly stood up. Her face turned blue and her hands and feet were cold, and she looked in a bad state.

Mo Xia glanced at her curiously.

Guan Meng rested for a while, her body gradually warmed up, then got up, pulled out her long knife and came to the yard.

Facing the afternoon sun, Guan Meng began her daily knife skills practice.

In fact, whether it is magic skills or sword skills, they are all untold secrets of the Demon Sect. Logically speaking, they cannot be practiced in front of outsiders.

But didn’t Huang Si say that Mo Xia is not a human race.

It is indeed not like the human race... It doesn't eat or need to sleep. It is always quiet, just talking to Huang Si and ignoring others. From this point of view, it is probably a very special existence. Maybe it's what Huang Si said, the demon race?

The knife moves were continuously waving in the air, and Guan Meng worked hard, as if she wanted to cut off her distractions.

After practicing the knife, Guan Meng finally regained the motivation to survive.

She stood quietly in the yard, looking at the sky with rays of light, burning clouds, setting sun, and the atmosphere was endless. The whole world seemed to make her feel the beauty and tranquility of the world.

Just when Guan Meng wanted to recite a poem, but she couldn't recite it because she had never received much education from aristocratic people since she was a child.

The door was suddenly knocked.

With one sound, another, the door knocker was pounding.

Guan Meng was a little hesitant and didn't know whether to open the door.

If Huang Si comes back, as long as he calls, whether it is Mo Xia or her, he will naturally go down the door bolt and let him in. So there must be strangers outside the door.

Just as Guan Meng was hesitating, Mo Xia had already walked out of the house, came to the front of the gate, and opened the door.

Outside the door, four people and two horses stood.

They were two adults, wearing fur clothes commonly found in the north and hats covering their ears, and two children stood in front of them, one man and one woman.

One of the adults seemed to have no idea how to speak, and then opened his mouth and asked in a hurry: "May I ask, is this the master's house...?"

Mo Xia Zhiran asked, "Family family?...Oh no, you are here to find Huang Si."

He didn't know whether Huang Si had restored memories for these people, nor did he know whether they knew their identities.

The man hurriedly said, "I don't know what the master is, but he did ask us to come here to find him. It should be nothing wrong?"

Mo Xia nodded: "Yes, please come in."

The two of them led their two children into the yard.

After Mo Xia took them into the house, he completely ignored them and did not say anything to entertain.

To be honest, dealing with these few moves has made Mo Xia very uncomfortable.

In the end, Guan Meng couldn't stand it, so she took them to the house to sit down, brought them tea, and helped tie the horses in the yard.

At this time, Guan Meng noticed that the two adults were injured, but they didn't seem to have any good medicine for injury. They just hurriedly bandaged them, and the blood had already oozed out through the bandaged fabric, and it was bright red.

Guan Meng asked them to wait for a while, then went to their residence next door, took the medicine from the Demon Sect to treat the wounds, and then helped them change it with their own hands.

The two people were very grateful.

As for the two children, they looked neither ten years old, but fortunately they both seemed to be quite sensible, not making noise, just sitting quietly. Although the child was not injured, he was covered in blood and looked tired.

Guan Meng couldn't stand it, so she brought a towel to help them wipe it for a long time.

It was six o'clock in the afternoon that Huang Si finally came back.

He also had a man beside him, who was tall, about thirty years old, wearing armor and carrying a bow and arrow.

Huang Si said to Mo: "This is Lu Cuo."

He once mentioned Lu Chou to Mo Xia, and Mo Xia nodded.

Lu Cuo found a place in the house and sat down.

Guan Meng also heard the conversation between them and thought, "Is the same name?" Maybe he changed his name himself... Because he admired Lu Demon God, he also brought a bow and arrow to carry it on his back.

People today really don’t know how to avoid taboos.

Huang Si then looked at the four people who had just arrived in the room, and then asked, "Why are they all injured?"

The two adults immediately knelt on the ground and said, "I have met my master, but I am fortunate to be unfair."

Huang Si ordered: "You remove the bandage yourself and reveal the wound, and show it to me."

Guan Meng was furious when she heard this: "What are you going to do? Do you kill them? Even if they are your subordinates, you can't take human life like this. They were seriously injured, and I just took the medicine..."
Chapter completed!