Chapter 50 Don't mess with me. Qin Wenxue stared intently at Qin Wenxue...

Qin Wenxue stared intently at Shi Wenzhe, then gently tidied a wisp of messy hair in front of his eyes, and softly asked, "Do you know about the Divine Butterfly?"

Shi Wen was stunned, her mind wandering as he stroked her hair. "No."

Ming Shu sat down with an air of authority, even stretching, ready to sit down and watch the show. But the moment his hand touched the strangely textured sand beneath him, his face instantly turned cold.

"Boss," he said coldly, looking up at the sky. The sun hanging in the sky began to look like a thin sheet of paper, eerily fake. The sound of the waves stopped for a moment, and the spray was frozen in mid-air. All the scenery was extremely dark in color, as if it had been splashed with oil paint.

Shi Wenzhe gripped Qin Wenxue's fingers tightly, her voice trembling as she said, "They're going to fade!"

Ming Shu: "What do you mean?"

Shi Wenzhe suddenly stood up, her head spinning. She was unsteady on her feet and Qin Wenxue helped her up. Without caring about anything else, she grabbed Qin Wenxue and ran, also pulling along a silly-looking dog that was watching the show.

Ming Shu's body was pulled crookedly, and he couldn't even walk in a straight line. He asked, "Why are you running? There's a ghost behind you."

Shi Wenzhe nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, more annoying than a ghost."

Qin Wenxue spoke calmly, "This layer of illusion is about to break."

Ming Shu asked, "Is this the third layer of illusion? How many layers are there in total?"

Shi Wenzhe reminded her, "This is the fourth level! After I separated from you, I fell into another illusion." She tossed her hair aside, annoyed that a strand was blocking her eyes, and asked Qinwenxue breathlessly, "Have you ever heard of Suiyuan?"

Qin Wenxue's brows furrowed slightly. With a flick of his finger, the Chongming Sword hummed and began to grow larger. He grabbed Shi Wenzhe's waist and flew it onto the sword. Ming Shu followed closely behind, also grabbing the furious Xiaoyao.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh, I'm afraid of heights, Qinwenxue!" Shiwen heard the turtle flapping its wings and screaming in mid-air.

The world began to collapse, the thin and brittle paper was completely torn apart, and the Boundless Sea seemed like a dream so beautiful as to be unreal. The fairy mountain in the sea, and Changyan and Wuyao in the fairy mountain, were all delusions that she could not touch in the dream.

The surroundings had completely changed. Shi Wenzhe's feet were above an endless abyss, with countless black mists surging out and attacking her. She buried her face in Qin Wenxue's neck, not daring to look. Qin Wenxue's cold eyes were sharp, her eyes half-closed and her aura fierce. The sword energy of Chongming Sword swept across, and Qingming emitted a faint light, setting up a barrier for them.

But all of this was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Ruosu whip was almost flicking out afterimages, and Xiaoyao was not to be outdone. He could barely spit out any sparks and gradually fell silent with his staff drooping.

Suddenly, the rustling of leaves in the wind reached my ears, coming from a distant valley, flowing over rivers, flowers, trees, and carrying away the joyful laughter of living things, "swish, swish, swish—" like a solemn and sacred offering of life.

Shi Wenzhe was so shocked that her ears went numb. She raised her head from Qin Wenxue's neck and shoulder and watched as the spatial barrier shattered into dust. The yellow sand beneath her feet suddenly appeared and then poured into the abyss like a waterfall of quicksand. In an instant, a huge black hole appeared on the earth. The black hole was full of ghostly shadows, which gradually faded away. The surface of the earth became a dry and desolate battlefield with rivers of blood.

The cries and wails soared to the sky. Many people were crying, and many ghostly figures were howling. All that could be seen were mangled corpses and blood-red smoke. Broken weapons were stuck diagonally in the ground, with blood-stained red tassels still hanging on them.

The smell of blood from the broken throat filled the air, and I couldn't help but groan.

Ming Shu's body stiffened, and he murmured, "The war between immortals and demons..."

Qin Wenxue said sternly, "Ming Shu!"

"exist."

Ming Shu took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and landed on the sword. A gale blew from the ground, making his hair and clothes flutter like a golden feather. He spun in mid-air, and Ruosu whip lashed out, making a huge explosion. The shockwave caused a cloud of dust to rise within a five-mile radius, revealing the dry yellow soil beneath the blood-red mud. Qingming flew out from Shi Wen's hair, and with a "plop," it plunged straight into the cleared ground, then formed a protective barrier.

Shi Wenzhe thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. How could Qingming be here? Her hands trembled, and she could hear the clear, noisy heartbeat in her ears. Shi Wenzhe couldn't tell if it was hers or Qin Wenxue's. She stared blankly, out of place. In the midst of war and black fog, danger and harm became insignificant because of the person beside her.

As Qingming Festival arrived, so did her heart. The little white flower is a flower that only needs sunlight and soil to bloom, and now it is blooming in the world he wove with his own hands, a world called Qinwenxue.

She didn't know how she got down from mid-air, she only remembered Qin Wenxue's strong hands holding her firmly, and the silver bells on Qin Wenxue's head, jingling and echoing with the sound of the Chongming sword resounding through the sky.

Ming Shu waved his hand in front of Shi Wenzhe and said with a grin, "Scared out of your wits? Such a coward?"

Qin Wenxue scooped up Qingming from the ground and inserted it back into Shi Wenzhe's hair. Chongming Sword took its place, overflowing with spiritual energy.

Shi Wenzhe's eyes were wet as she watched Qin Wenxue's hand movements like a loyal puppy. She looked a little awkward, bewildered by the white jade hairpin in her hair.

Ming Shu narrowed his fox-like eyes and said with amusement, "Have you really turned into a little fool?"

Shi Wenzhe stubbornly replied, "No." But his eyes remained fixed on Qin Wenxue, never looking away.

Ming Shu looked over, Qin Wenxue straightened his clothes, and Wu Sheng was draped directly over his body by Wu Yao. He did not take them off. The clothes reflected colorful light and looked very beautiful.

Shi Wenzhe clutched her heart, stunned. "With the Divine Butterfly..." she murmured. Qin Wenxue really looked like a butterfly about to emerge from its chrysalis, so beautiful.

She couldn't help but recall the first time she saw him. Although Qin Wenxue was dressed in a very plain color, the accessories and patterns outlined by the silk thread on her clothes were so colorful that she really looked like a butterfly.

Qin asked Xue Aimei.

As soon as the idea popped into his head, Shi Wenzhe couldn't help but let his thoughts wander. His mind was filled with images of the other person wearing flamboyant clothes, which should be exactly the same as now, but the flamboyant clothes would make that face look very good.

Just thinking about that scene made her so excited she almost fainted.

Ming Shu said, "I know the boss is very handsome, he's the most handsome in the underworld, but you don't need to keep staring at him like that."

Shi Wenzhe blushed, her eyes darting around nervously.

She touched the cold Qingming and whispered, "Is this for me?"

Qin Wenxue answered in a deep voice, "Yes." His gaze was unwavering, so the worry in his eyes was genuine: "Wear it well, it will protect you."

"good……"

Even without those words, she always cherished anything given to her by Qin Wenxue.

Ming Shu looked around and asked Qin Wenxue, "Is this the final layer of the illusion?"

“It’s a bit complicated,” Qin Wenxue said, “but it should be.”

"Why did you suddenly disappear back then? I placed a talisman on you, and after you disappeared, I couldn't sense its location. You are definitely not in the same space as us. Besides Sui Yuan, who else did you meet?"

A barrage of questions left Shi Wenzhe somewhat bewildered. She sat down casually on the ground, which was covered in soot, not caring whether the tattered cloth covering her body was enough.

"I don't know how I left. When I woke up, I was back at that pond. I also met some little demons. They were fighting. One of the snow wolves lost her mind because of her ferocity. I saved her and also neutralized the ferocity on the other children..."

Ming Shu interrupted, "You shouldn't have used the power of purification."

"Why?"

Qin Wenxue said, "Linglong has been trying to force you to use your purifying power, but the Peach Blossom Valley is filled with malevolent energy. Even if you are drained dry, you won't be able to purify much... We don't know what he's going to do yet, but we can't follow the trap he set."

Ming Shu sighed, "You're just too kind, you innocent little flower."

Shi Wenzhe retorted, "But I saved several children!"

Qin Wenxue said coldly, "They are all illusions. Who knows who you saved?"

Shi Wenzhe was scolded and pouted, looking unhappy. She felt a little wronged: "But I only meant well, and..." She looked directly at Qin Wenxue and said with certainty: "Even if the others are fake, Suiyuan must be real. Even if I only saved one person, it is still worth it."

Qin asked Xue: "Stubborn."

Ming Shu: "Really stupid."

Ming Shu suddenly interrupted, looking at Shi Wenzhe with a strange expression: "Actually, I've always wanted to ask you, who is Sui Yuan?"

Shi Wen was speechless, utterly dumbfounded: "You don't know?"

"Should I know?"

Shi Wenzhe Xinxu said, "Actually, I don't know either, but he seems to be very powerful. He is one of the four great immortal sects, and he can come and go freely without having his core extracted. He also protected a few lesser demons. His words carry a lot of weight."

Qin Wenxue's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "What little demon?"

"Lu Ming, Liu Mian, Bai Lian, Feng Xue, and there's another girl named Anan, I don't know her exact name. She doesn't talk much, she's very stubborn, but she's also very cool. I like her a lot!"

Ming Shu said, "I can see that now. You're practically gesturing like a turtle. You get so excited when you talk about things you like that you start dancing around."

Shi Wenzhe said awkwardly, "You don't need to observe so carefully..."

Qin Wenxue thought for a moment, then asked to confirm, "Is Fengxue a wolf demon?"

Shi Wenzhe asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

"That's it." He sighed with emotion, a hint of emotion in his eyes. Qin Wenxue said softly, "The wolf clan has submitted to Yun Jin and pledged allegiance to the Demon Lord. Do you know why?"

Shi Wenzhe murmured, "I don't know..."

"Hmph." He chuckled lightly, looking quite content, which was rather unusual for him given the current crisis.

"Legend has it that the wolf clan had a highly respected ancestor who received a favor from a stranger. Therefore, since the establishment of Shifang City, the wolf clan has always been loyal to Xianhua Xinzun. Speaking of which, that stranger should be you."

"Really? Really!" Shi Wenzhe exclaimed excitedly, but then he remembered Ming Shu's mockery and became somewhat uncertain: "But didn't you say... didn't you say it was fake?"

"Hmm?" Qin Wenxue raised an eyebrow. "Yes, it's fake. Didn't I tell you not to believe everything I say?"

Shi Wenzhe: "..."

She said expressionlessly, "You're messing with me too, Qinwenxue."

Ming Shu laughed so hard he could hardly breathe. He said, "You're so stupid, Shi Wenzhe. Do you even understand what the boss is saying? How can you be so easily swayed by others?"

Shi Wenzhe remained silent in anger, but after Ming Shu laughed for a while, he muttered softly, "You're not just anyone." He seemed quite aggrieved.

Ming Shu opened his mouth, then closed it again, unable to do anything about her, which made him feel embarrassed to even laugh.

Shi Wenzhe said awkwardly, "I'm not playing with you guys anymore."

She knew Qin Wenxue was right. She acted on impulse and didn't think things through. Regardless of whether those children were demons or monsters, refusing to help them would only go against her conscience.

Her upbringing taught her to wrap her softness in a hard shell, becoming a tightly closed seashell. When others are kind to her, she is willing to show her soft flesh and give back all her trust. Shi Wenzhe is very stubborn because sincerity is rare and precious. She has very little and few choices, so every time she makes a choice, she hopes that she can be true to herself.

She knew perfectly well that everything Linglong had shown her and let her hear was a trap to lure her into a snare, a trap called "inviting the enemy into the urn".

Even so, when faced with life and death, she would still make the same choice, regardless of whether the person opposite her was on her side.

Shi Wenzhe seemed somewhat depressed, as this incident had stirred up some unpleasant memories for her.