Chapter 108 Crane Cry (6)

Today might be Shu Baoxiang's lucky day.

Since she defeated Pei Zhenchao, her second battle was also won with great ease.

Fighting as Shu Baoxiang, she doesn't need to worry about anything and can just play as she pleases.

The male cultivator he faced was a Gu cultivator from the Huasheng Sect, skilled in manipulating the living dead. Upon entering the battlefield, he summoned hundreds of the undead with a bang, bang, bang. Shu Baoxiang faced a hundred alone, his body like a sword, his blade like a rainbow, cleaving the stream of corpses with unstoppable force.

The Shu clan elders on the martial arts viewing platform stood up and stared intently at this "unknown young man".

This arrogant fighting style actually has a soothing taste. Once, her brother challenged a group of heroes with his sword and picked the first peach blossom in spring under the gaze of thousands of people.

Exactly the same publicity.

Shu Baoxiang was surrounded by corpses from top to bottom, front to back. There was no trace of nervousness in her eyes. She just waved her finger at the male cultivator with a look of contempt.

The male cultivator had a pale face and sinister eyes, and he immediately shook the blood-red bell in his hand.

Ding-a-ling.

Shu Baoxiang lowered his eyes and brows, only to see a ray of sword light rising into the sky with an unstoppable and brutal posture. Clang - the sword light was brighter than the sunlight. Before the male cultivator could react, he felt a terrifying breath coming.

Shu Baoxiang closed her eyes. She didn't need to use all her strength to deal with such an enemy.

Her long hair was blown by the wind, making her look wild and charming like a demon.

Some of the Shu family elders who were watching the fight narrowed their eyes, while others smiled without saying a word. Shu Baoxiang's fighting posture greatly pleased them. They wanted the Shu family's children to crush all the cultivators in the competition. The more ostentatious it was, the more it would highlight the Shu family's proud status in suppressing ordinary cultivators!

Sword light, sword intent, sword shadow!

The huge ice-blue sword shadows covered the sky and suppressed the zombies. The weak zombies kept trembling. The puppets that were supposed to be unconscious showed human expressions of fear on their faces. Some even knelt down involuntarily and trembled.

Without anyone's reminder, all eyes turned to Shu Baoxiang.

Shu Baoxiang did not feel any pressure, she only felt free. So many pairs of eyes were looking at her, they looked at her with admiration.

This feeling!

Zheng——

The sword roared straight into the sky.

Next moment!

Countless zombies were blown away by the sword energy, like a tornado, and all the zombies that could be seen were blown away! Shu Baoxiang did not stop, and took advantage of the male cultivator's mental shock and pierced the male cultivator's abdomen with a sword!

Getting too close, the male cultivator met Shu Baoxiang's eyes. They were a pair of beautiful eyes, with upturned corners, confident and sharp. Looking down, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, her lips thin and lightly red.

Shu Baoxiang rarely smiles. Her smile is not gentle, but rather contains a sense of contempt. Even if she expresses her goodwill sincerely, others will misunderstand her.

So, she hardly smiles.

But now she couldn't contain her inner joy, and her smile was like a child sticking its head out, quickly breaking through her skin and clinging to the corners of her mouth.

When she smiled, the male cultivator was stunned.

The sharp pain in his abdomen twisted the surprise in the male cultivator's eyes into hatred. Shu Baoxiang's attack was too ruthless. Although she didn't hurt his Qi and blood, she also punctured his spleen. He would need at least half a year to recuperate. This Shu Baoxiang had none of the gentleness that a female cultivator should have. Every move she made was a ruthless move to defeat the enemy.

"you?!"

Before the male cultivator could react, Shu Baoxiang kicked him off the stage.

The whole audience was silent, and then burst into warm cheers and applause.

Shu Baoxiang stood on the stage, nonchalantly shaking the blood from her sword. She spun the sword halfway, its tip facing the stage, letting the remaining blood drip, drop by drop. The smile on her lips was bright and dazzling.

After this battle, Shu Baoxiang became famous and the Shu family's double cranes became famous throughout the world.

Everything was as beautiful as a dream, but unfortunately all beautiful things have a countdown. Soon, after just a few hours, Shu Baoxiang woke up from her sweet dream.

At the penultimate hour of the Lucky Day, Shu Baoxiang's mother asked her to hand over the jade pendant given to her by Pei Zhenchao.

"Why did you pretend to be Shu Su and participate in the competition? You got him into a lot of trouble. How stupid."

[I saved him, why are you scolding me?]

"That young man from the Pei family admires you? This is ridiculous. You are a woman, how dare you tease her?!"

What's so funny about this? Don't I deserve to be loved?

Shu Baoxiang listened coldly. She half-knelt on the ground, tightly clutching the jade pendant in her hand.

The jade pendant became hot from her holding it, and the soft skin of her palm fit perfectly with the patterns of the jade pendant. She pressed too hard, and the patterns of the jade pendant were imprinted on her hand. Maybe it was because her heart was too painful, or maybe it was because the wound was itchy. She lowered her head and listened to her mother's scolding. As she listened, she only felt the temperature of the jade pendant.

She warmed the jade pendant, and now the jade pendant warmed her.

For some reason, Shu Baoxiang suddenly thought of Pei Zhenchao.

When Shu Baoxiang thought about that chattering, fiery girl who had admired him, the anger and grievance in his heart slowly calmed down like a charcoal fire poured with cold water.

Shu Baoxiang also likes red and likes to be close to warm and beautiful things. Pei Zhenchao is like a beautiful illusion. Through the illusion, Shu Baoxiang can glimpse a hint of beauty.

It is freedom, being loved, and another kind of dazzling and shining life.

——She was also loved wholeheartedly.

"Fortunately, you're not stupid enough to reveal your identity. As for your marriage."

The woman looked at Shu Su, who was silent beside her, and said, "I'll trouble Bing Xin to handle it."

This means to make the best of a bad situation and let Shu Su and Pei Zhenchao get married.

Shu Baoxiang raised her head abruptly. She stared at her mother closely, her eyes reddened with a glittering liquid accumulating. "Why?! She likes me!"

She is mine!

The woman seemed enraged, sneering, "Like you? How could she like you if you didn't fight as Shu Su? She likes your appearance!"

"You're a female cultivator. Are you going to violate human ethics and disobey your parents for a woman?! Are you going to make the Shu family a laughing stock and bring disgrace to the world just to vent your anger?"

Shu Baoxiang looked at her coldly, unable to utter a word.

She kept repeating in her heart, she is mine.

At this time, Pei Zhenchao had a different meaning in Shu Baoxiang's heart. Pei Zhenchao was like a beautiful trophy. Shu Baoxiang urgently needed to use this trophy to prove herself. Shu Baoxiang was unwilling to give in and she didn't want to give in anymore.

No one knows a daughter better than her mother. The woman looked down at Shu Baoxiang, restrained her expression, and said slowly, "I've never heard that you like women. Don't be angry about your happiness. Will you really be happy if Pei Zhenchao marries you? Facing that face, you have to pretend to be affectionate, take care of her, and accompany her. Are you really willing?"

"You want to collect her as a trophy, just like those daggers and swords you collected? But she's a living person! She fell in love with Shu Su's face, she fell in love with that skin! You want to break them up? Aren't you afraid that she'll hate you? Does she really love Shu Baoxiang?!"

Shu Baoxiang was on the verge of collapse after being murdered and heartbroken. She also suspected that Pei Zhenchao had fallen in love with Shu Su's face. After all, who could not love Shu Su? She was already used to others expressing their love for Shu Su.

The woman's few words wiped out all Shu Baoxiang's efforts. In her words, Shu Baoxiang became the villain who broke up other people's beautiful marriages. It was obvious that at the beginning, she just wanted to save her brother. It was obvious that at the beginning, she just wanted to exchange her own future for a smooth life for Shu Su.

She thought today was her lucky day. She had fought two consecutive matches, and Shu Baoxiang had avoided the inevitable defeat. Everything was going in a good direction.

But why was God so cruel to give her a fatal blow at the last moment of the day?

Why can't she just spend the day happily?

When he reached a high place, he stepped on empty air. Shu Baoxiang felt cold, both physically and mentally.

The Golden Chain of Law sighed

What a sad life. She gained and was forced to lose. She didn’t leave any trace.

It was Shu Su who defeated Pei Zhenchao, and it was Shu Su and Pei Zhenchao who married. All this had nothing to do with Shu Baoxiang. She was like ice in the fire, which was roasted into a wisp of white mist and then disappeared silently.

No one will remember her

Thinking of something, the Golden Chain of Law suddenly laughed

[This feeling of stepping on empty air, Da Hammer, you've experienced it too, right? Look, Shu Baoxiang only missed once, and she went crazy. How about you? Two, three, countless times?]

I?

Jian Shiyuan showed no emotion.

Looking back on his first half of life——

Lan Xing studied hard for more than ten years and finally graduated and found a job. He could earn a salary to support himself, but he was sent to an unfamiliar world of immortal cultivation.

He wants to go through this completely unfamiliar world again, from language to writing.

He has no family or friends, he is mute, deaf and illiterate, and he has to start all over again.

Jian Shiyuan had no anger, no pain, and no confusion. He just wanted to

——Then let’s do it again.

Isn't it just a chance to do it again? What's so scary about that?

In a strange world, Jian Shiyuan is bound to the system but cannot use it. He can only rely on his own strength to survive. He finally saves up 10,000 spirit stones to charge the system. He thought he could get the golden finger, but the system betrayed him.

If Jian Shiyuan had not remained calm in the face of danger and forced the lightning tribulation to shatter the system's consciousness, he might have died long ago.

The discovery of the purple gold vein may have changed his life, but disaster struck and everything was destroyed.

When he inherited the legacy of weapon making, his soul was shattered.

If he hadn't opened up all the acupoints in his body into Qi and blood, when the "seeds" sprouted, his body would have been blown apart by the powerful divine power.

Behind every harvest lies deadly danger. If he is not careful, he may close his eyes forever.

The journey was full of dangers. What others saw as a "storm" was nothing but that when Jian Shiyuan looked back.

No matter how strong the wind and waves are, they will only cause a little wind and frost on the corner of his robe.

The golden chain of law is still sighing

She is really too weak.

weak?

Jian Shiyuan shook her head. "She's so young, not even halfway through her life. It's unfair to judge her as weak now. There's no need to compare her with me. My teenage years weren't as strong as hers."

"Besides, this is just her sadness over unfulfilled expectations. It's very rude to judge someone else's sadness."

The Golden Chain of Law chuckled twice and said nothing more.

Jian Shiyuan looked at Shu Baoxiang, followed her line of sight, and looked at Shu Su.

Shu Baoxiang looked up at Shu Su sadly and desperately. She wanted to hear Shu Su's rejection.

If you don't love Pei Zhenchao, why don't you give her to me? She's the only one who might have liked me.

Shu Su lowered her eyes. He stood alone in the candlelight. The candlelight was warm, but his lips were cold and pale, like faded petals. When she rubbed them with a little force, only dry moisture could be felt.

The woman also looked at Shu Su and prompted, "Bingxin, did you hear that?"

Shu Su slowly raised his eyes. Through the candlelight, his pupils were out of focus. As he looked at his mother quietly, he pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, "But I don't like her."

The woman chuckled, "Relationships can be cultivated. I didn't even know your father when I married him."

Shu Su pursed his lips tightly. A silent feeling of suffocation enveloped his brain, stiffening his nerves. He felt hot, burning, and unable to breathe.

Cultivate feelings? Why does he have to love a stranger?

He looked at Shu Baoxiang again, and their eyes met. Shu Baoxiang looked at him with a hurt and desperate look. Shu Su's heart ached. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He looked at his mother and wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, the woman said

"You want your sister to become a laughing stock? Pei Zhenchao likes you, and if she marries your sister, she'll just be making an enemy! Your sister won't be happy, they'll just hate each other, and her life will be ruined!"

Without asking Pei Zhenchao's feelings, the woman concluded that she liked Shu Su. Such arbitrary judgment was doomed to tragedy.

Will it ruin Shu Baoxiang's life?

Shu Su took a deep breath. He felt like he was drowning, his eyes dull and his face ugly. He felt itchy all over, and he wanted to scratch something. He was so anxious that he wanted to rip out his heart.

Bang, bang, bang.

His heartbeat was calm and powerful. Shu Su clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms. He could hardly suppress his irritation.

I really want to rip out my heart, rip it out, I can’t stand it anymore, why are you all looking at me?!

So itchy and annoying!

Shu Su slowly raised his eyes, and he also raised his hand, grabbing the soft flesh of his neck, feeling the touch of his nails digging into the skin, he actually felt pleasure!

Catch it, crush it, and die like this.

The woman saw the blood on his neck, but she remained calm. She reached out and gently pushed Shu Su. She said, "End this farce. For your sister's sake, you have to sacrifice yourself."

Make a sacrifice?

The irritability in Shu Su's body was about to burst out of his lungs. From childhood to adulthood, he had always been tolerant!

His birthday gift was a sword tassel, one of his sister's favorites. He hated cumbersome, gaudy ornaments on his sword; he hated sword tassels and earrings! But Shu Baoxiang liked them, so when they gave them to him, he had to accept them happily and not show his displeasure.

Rather than make his sister sad, he chose to change his preferences. Shu Baoxiang was sensitive, and he didn't want to make her sad.

He likes white cranes, but his sister doesn't, so he never keeps cranes in his home.

He knew that Shu Baoxiang hoped that he was a fool and a waste, and he also wished Shu Baoxiang to get what she wanted.

But no matter how he indulges himself, how he loses his ambition due to pleasure, or how he retreats from the limelight, he can always surpass his peers!

The poems written casually crush everyone, the songs composed casually are sung by the world, and the swordsmanship practiced casually makes everyone bow down to him.

How else could he retreat?! What else could he do?!

He doesn't understand! How can he understand?!

Shu Baoxiang still looked at him like that, as if he was trying to steal her things. Shu Su also felt cold. He never wanted to steal her things. He never bothered to be second.

But, is he qualified to choose all this?

What did the Golden Chain of Laws understand?

[There was a mismatch in information, and they all mistakenly believed they were the ones being sacrificed. Who would have thought that in this farce, no one was completely favored?]

Jian Shiyuan stared at the beautiful young woman. "This mother has no maternal love in her heart, only cold self-interest. Shu Su is better than Shu Baoxiang, so she will focus on training him, but she won't love him. However, the preference she showed was enough to make Shu Baoxiang misunderstand."

The woman blinked her long dark purple eyelashes, which were like crow feathers. When they fluttered, they looked like a feather fan inlaid with diamonds, beautiful and ruthless.

"Bingxin, you must take on the responsibility of being your brother."

Shu Su wiped the blood from his neck with the back of his hand. He lowered his eyes as he wiped, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "Yes, mother."

Shu Baoxiang, half-kneeling on the ground, wailed miserably, "No! You can't do this to me!"

She was completely kneeling on the ground, as humble and desperate as a slave, with her hands pressed to the ground.

Shu Su looked down at her condescendingly. He felt that he should be in pain, but there was only calmness in his chest. He was neither angry nor sad for Shu Baoxiang. He stared at Shu Baoxiang's tears for a long time, then he stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

Shu Baoxiang stepped back, clutching the jade pendant tightly like a drowning person grasping at a lifeline.

When Shu Su didn't move, he looked at her coldly.

It was not his original intention to marry Pei Zhenchao, and he also hated the feeling of being forced to move forward.

The woman was very clever. She didn't force the two to give in in her own name, but used "love" to kidnap them. Using the excuse of "for Shu Baoxiang's own good", Shu Su had no choice but to endure it. But in Shu Baoxiang's eyes, all this turned into Shu Su stealing her only trophy.

"Bao Xiang, give it to him."

"No!"

Shu Baoxiang shook his head with tears in his eyes, but the woman was not in a hurry. She knew that Shu Baoxiang would definitely hand over the jade pendant in the end.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour

Shu Su still stretched out his hand. He waited calmly, and the woman also waited calmly. She even picked up the needle and thread beside her and patiently embroidered a purse. The purse was green and had a few white cranes embroidered on it. Maybe on some special day she would give them to Shu Baoxiang, Shu Su, or their father.

Shu Baoxiang was immersed in the candlelight, Shu Su fell into the darkness, and their shadows were melting.

finally--

Shu Baoxiang fell to the ground, grabbing Shu Su's shadow. No one could see her expression, and she herself didn't know what her expression was. She couldn't cry, and she just felt it was difficult to breathe.

Hate?

Are you resentful?

She raised her hand, and in it lay a warm jade pendant. Blood still lingered on Shu Su's fingertips as he picked up the jade pendant.

She still handed over the jade pendant. Living day after day, retreating day after day, she had not learned to refuse.

Shu Baoxiang had gripped the jade pendant so tightly that when Shu Su took it, the jade pendant's imprint remained on her palm. Shu Baoxiang felt no complex emotions, only pure, empty sadness.

She knelt on the ground and crawled forward a distance. She reached out and grabbed the corner of Shu Su's robe, using it to support her body. She raised her head and asked blankly, "Will you give it back to me?"

Shu Su pushed aside his drooping hair, his eyes were equally empty, and when he met Shu Baoxiang's gaze, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Won't."

Jian Shiyuan heard a sound of something breaking. He frowned slightly and asked the golden chain, "Did you hear any sound?"

[ah? ]

Before the Golden Chain of Laws could say anything more, the scene in front of him immediately rotted away, like a heart being put into a pot, first cooked until it turned white, and then boiled to pieces.

It was still night. After a few days, Jian Shiyuan saw Pei Zhenchao again.

She was also wearing a red dress, and it was obvious that she had dressed up carefully, with jewels galore. Her ears alone had two types of earrings of different lengths.

Shu Su was standing in front of Pei Zhenchao. There was no trace of shyness on her face as a girl facing her lover. Instead, her face showed a paleness that came from extreme anger.

"You are not him!"

Pei Zhenchao could see that this was not the "Shu Su" she liked!

Shu Su found it interesting, and for a moment he actually felt a sense of self-abuse. His eyes were beautiful and cold, like a wooden statue, dazed, like dried flowers, strangely and breathtakingly beautiful.

Pei Zhenchao couldn't appreciate this kind of beauty. She stepped back at first, but for some reason she mustered up the courage, pulled out the hairpin on her head, and pressed it against Shu Su's neck.

Shu Su faced the moonlight. His lips were dry and soft, and looked very kissable. Maybe with just a little force, she could overpower him and do whatever she wanted.

Pei Zhenchao stared at Shu Su intently, as if he wanted to eat her. He gritted his teeth and demanded, "Where is he?! It wasn't you who competed with me that day! How did you get this jade pendant?! Did you lock him up?!"

Shu Su's eyes were dull, but a smile was creeping up on her lips, and Pei Zhenchao felt a chill run down his spine. She was a man of deep affection, so she didn't hide at this moment. Instead, a surge of heroic spirit rose in her heart, and the hand holding the hairpin moved closer.

She must rescue her lover, even if it means facing such a monster, even if it means death.

Shu Su finally spoke, his voice soft and his smile bright.

"But I am Shu Su."

The moonlight shines through his eyes. He looks like a poisonous flower that has drunk enough blood. It is too bright and too dazzling. Everything seems unreasonable. His lips shouldn't be so rosy under the moonlight, his skin shouldn't be so crystal clear, and he shouldn't be so beautiful.

According to the previous script, everyone would fall in love with him, Pei Zhenchao would forget Shu Baoxiang, and then fall into a beautiful dream called "Shu Su".

But in reality, Pei Zhen's scalp was tingling, and she attacked him like crazy. Her pearl hairpin trembled crisply, and she shouted, "Give him back to me!"

Shu Su never thought that he would be excluded by others. There has always been no one who dislikes him.

At that moment, he was at a loss as to what to do, and took two blows. The palm wind blew his long hair, and Shu Su had nowhere to hide, and he didn't want to hide either.

With a palm, he knocked Shu Su back. Pei Zhen grabbed the collar of the red skirt and asked, "Where is he?"

A trace of bright red appeared at the corner of Shu Su's mouth, and he felt a slight pain in his sternum. He looked down at Pei Zhenchao who was standing on tiptoe, and suddenly laughed.

"Do you like her?"

Pei Zhenchao grabbed him fiercely, "What nonsense! Where is he?"

Shu Su let out a long sigh. He felt relaxed, and a sense of relief overflowed from the bottom of his heart. He turned his head slightly and said to the person behind the tree, "Come out."

It seems that it is impossible for Shu Su to marry Pei Zhenchao.

Shu Baoxiang bathed in the moonlight and slowly walked out from behind the tree.

Upon seeing Shu Baoxiang, Pei Zhenchao was startled, took a half step back, and then froze. She looked at Shu Baoxiang in disbelief and disbelief, taking in her bulging chest, her neck without an Adam's apple, and her thin shoulders.

He shouted in shock and fear, "Female cultivator?!"

Shu Baoxiang swayed at her call, lowered her eyes, and stopped. The half-meter between them felt like a chasm. Shu Baoxiang didn't move forward, and Pei Zhenchao didn't move closer.

Shu Baoxiang's shadow was stepped on by Pei Zhenchao, and her heart seemed to be grasped by Pei Zhenchao as well, quietly waiting for judgment.

After a long while, Pei Zhenchao finally woke up from her dream. She frowned and slowly walked closer.

Shu Baoxiang waited for her scolding, for her anger, but Pei Zhenchao just reached out and touched her face curiously, rubbing her cheeks over and over again, "So this is what you look like."

She came closer, so close that Shu Baoxiang could feel her breath, itchy and hot.

"It doesn't matter if I'm a female cultivator. I, Pei Zhenchao, have chosen the one I like and I will marry him in this life. What's your name?"

At this moment, Shu Baoxiang's heart beat irregularly. She suddenly felt that such a beautiful and lively life like Pei Zhenchao should not be bound, and she could not be Shu Baoxiang's trophy.

Shu Baoxiang didn't know what she was saying. Her vocal cords were trembling and her voice was dry. She spoke her name with difficulty. Every word was trembling and every word was difficult to say.

She thought Pei Zhenchao would fall in love with Shu Su, she thought Pei Zhenchao would not recognize her, she made all the worst assumptions, but Pei Zhenchao was like a dream that came for her, gently descending and enveloping her, everything was so beautiful.

Come for her

Thinking of this, Shu Baoxiang's heart trembled, and her whole heart felt soft and numb. No one could refuse such exclusive love, especially someone like Shu Baoxiang who had never been favored.

Pei Zhenchao grabbed Shu Baoxiang's hand and wrote her name on her palm, looking up at Shu Baoxiang's eyes as he wrote.

"Shu, Bao, Xiang, is this how it's written?"

She wrote three words correctly in one go, not a single word was wrong. Shu Baoxiang couldn't suppress the joy in her heart. Pei Zhenchao came for her, he was hers!

She grabbed Pei Zhenchao's fingers, but didn't dare to use force. Pei Zhenchao shyly turned her face away and let Shu Baoxiang grab her fingers. When Shu Su couldn't see, she scratched Shu Baoxiang's palm.

Gentle and soft.

Shu Baoxiang's whole heart felt like it was soaked in warm water, and she suddenly felt that female cultivators were not bad either.

Pei Zhenchao, Pei, Zhen, Chao.

She repeated Pei Zhenchao's name over and over in her heart, and her tongue felt sweet.

Pei Zhenchao suddenly thought of Shu Su. She turned around and greeted Shu Su enthusiastically, "Brother Shu Su, are you testing me on behalf of Bao Xiang? Oh, how could I not recognize her!"

Pei Zhenchao's voice was sweet and soft, "The first time I saw you, I knew you were not her. I will never make a mistake when I recognize someone I'm sure of."

Shu Su just smiled and didn't answer. His eyes were as cold as ice, and he sensed the rotten smell of tragedy.

Shu Baoxiang's face turned pale as if something was choking his neck.

Pei Zhenchao held her hand and smiled at her, "Next time, don't give the jade pendant I gave you to others, or I'll be angry."

Shu Baoxiang's face became even uglier. She wanted to say "OK", but her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton and she couldn't say it.

Thinking of her mother's instructions, Shu Baoxiang held Pei Zhenchao's hand tightly.

Mine, she is mine.

Pei Zhenchao noticed something was wrong. Shu Baoxiang's palms were sweaty and her face was full of pain. This didn't seem like a test for her at all, but rather -

Pei Zhenchao's expression suddenly turned cold. She stared into Shu Baoxiang's eyes and asked, "You're not testing me at all, are you?"

Shu Baoxiang refused to answer, she just held Pei Zhenchao's hand tightly.

Pei Zhenchao understood everything.

They wanted to make the best of a bad situation to facilitate the marriage between the Pei and Shu families. If it weren't for Pei Zhenchao's keen sense, Shu Su and Pei Zhenchao would have gotten married today!

Pei Zhen sneered at Hengmei and suddenly shook off Shu Baoxiang's hand. She pointed the hairpin at Shu Baoxiang and asked calmly, "What do you take me for?"

She, Pei Zhenchao, has never been an item for trading, and no one can force her to do anything she doesn't want to do.

No one can deceive her!

Shu Baoxiang looked like she was about to cry. She wanted to reach out and grab Pei Zhenchao, but for some reason, she let her hand fall down again.

"Let me explain."

Pei Zhenchao was very calm, "Just answer yes or no."

"You want to give me to your brother?"

"yes"

"You want to facilitate the marriage between Shu Su and Pei Zhenchao?"

"yes."

Shu Baoxiang's voice was very soft, as if she was answering with a trembling heart.

Pei Zhenchao was silent at first. She rubbed her temples, as if she wanted to say something, but she said nothing. She threw the hairpin on the ground, and the beads on the hairpin swayed with a clang.

Shu Baoxiang lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of a long sword being unsheathed!

Pei Zhenchao pulled out Shu Baoxiang's sword and, under Shu Baoxiang's horrified gaze, pressed it to her neck. Her eyes were filled with pride. She raised her chin slightly, looked at Shu Baoxiang, and said slowly, "You are a liar, but I, Pei Zhenchao, will only be loyal to one person in my life! You deceived me, and there is no way I can be with you!"

The Golden Chain of Law howled excitedly

[Drawing his sword and committing suicide? Damn! Is Pei Zhenchao really that hot-tempered?!]

Shu Baoxiang was terrified. She desperately shouted, "It's my mother! She said that women marrying other women is against the will of heaven! She forced me to give you up! Don't move! If you're angry and want to hit or kill me, come at me. Don't hurt yourself!"

Pei Zhenchao looked at her with disappointment in his eyes, "She asked you to give in, and you gave in?"

Shu Baoxiang wanted to get closer. When she took a step forward, Pei Zhenchao took a step back. The two of them always kept a distance of one meter.

"I don't want to give up"

Shu Baoxiang wanted to cry out all the grievances she'd suffered over the years, but she didn't dare. The suppressed emotions welled up in her throat and she couldn't say anything. She was used to suppressing herself, she was used to retreating.

She looked at Pei Zhenchao. The female cultivator in front of her was like a ball of flame, so bright and dazzling. For a moment, she wanted to burn with Pei Zhenchao and turn into ashes.

Pei Zhenchao smiled at her, but Shu Baoxiang felt scared.

All of Shu Baoxiang's emotions revolved around Pei Zhenchao. Her eyes only looked at Pei Zhenchao, and her ears only heard Pei Zhenchao's voice. She heard Pei Zhenchao say, "Next time, don't give in."

She watched Pei Zhenchao cut off her long hair, and her black hair flew all over the sky, some falling to the ground, and some falling on Shu Baoxiang's outstretched palm.

Pei Zhenchao cut off his own hair? !

Shu Baoxiang knew what this meant, and she reached out to Pei Zhenchao in pain!

Facing Shu Baoxiang's pain, Pei Zhenchao loosened the sword in his hand and smiled faintly, "Tomorrow, I will return to the sword tomb. From now on, we will never see each other again. Pei Zhenchao will not marry two husbands."

If any of the Pei family's descendants see through the mundane world, they may return to the family sword tomb to accompany the sword spirit. The sword tomb is bitterly cold, and ordinary people cannot endure the long period of loneliness. Only the elderly with a dead heart would choose to return to the sword tomb. Once in the sword tomb, worldly wealth and fame are irrelevant.

Pei Zhenchao was so young, she was the best among the Pei family's children, she should have had a bright future, she should have enjoyed a life full of glory!

Shu Baoxiang couldn't breathe, she clenched the broken hair in her hands.

Pei Zhenchao is like a fire, a fire that will never stop burning, it will only go out. Everything must be hot and crazy, she is burning!

Under the moonlight, Pei Zhenchao's red skirt swayed so much that Shu Baoxiang burst into tears.

Pei Zhenchao's last question was, "Next time someone steals your things, will you—"

"I'll kill him!"

Jian Shiyuan couldn't bear to look away. Shu Baoxiang was ignited by Pei Zhenchao. From now on, she had no choice but to extinguish it.

The golden chain of law suddenly opened

[Dahammer, I know what's broken. It's Shu Su's charming aura and Shu Baoxiang's heart.]

Jian Shiyuan shifted his gaze to Shu Su. He stood there silently, calmly playing with a piece of moonlight in his palm. His sister roared like a beast behind him, but he remained indifferent.

Pei Zhenchao shattered his aura of being a heartthrob, and he suddenly realized that he was just an ordinary person.

From that day on, nothing he did would go smoothly. He began to fail, from his sword moves being broken to his poems being deciphered. He was no longer the dazzling Shu Hezi. Everything was rotting, and he finally hung his head as he wished.

Shu Baoxiang emerged as a rising star, charging all the way and directly into the core circle of the Shu family. When she tried to snatch the Gentleman Sword, she showed her terror.

She will kill anyone who stands in her way!

No matter if they are relatives or friends, men or women, she will kill anyone who stands in her way!

The Golden Chain of Laws likes to watch passionate upgrade dramas, and it enjoyed watching the subsequent plots. Jian Shiyuan chatted with it from time to time. They paid attention to Shu Baoxiang's growth until Jian Shiyuan caught a glimpse of a girl in the scene.

Is it her?!