Moonlight, Shadow, Night (2)

The two competed with each other, and sparks flew where their eyes met.

"I remember my senior sister was watching the fireworks before I left?" Xu Xing asked as he walked forward, his hands behind his back.

"But why are you here now? Are you following me secretly?" He turned around, blinked at her, and tilted his head.

Xu Xing looked relaxed and smiled gently, but Song Shiyu knew her junior brother well. The brighter his smile, the crueler his heart.

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Song Shiyu cursed inwardly, and at the same time quickly adjusted his expression, raising a sweet smile: "Aren't you worried that my junior brother hasn't come back yet and afraid that you'll be in danger?"

After saying that, he deliberately leaned closer to Xu Xing, but Xu Xing dodged to the side and cleverly avoided it.

"Junior brother, do you hate me?" Song Shiyu pouted and said aggrievedly.

Xu Xing's eyes paused slightly, and he also curled up a bright smile. He turned around and held her hand before she could take it back.

"So this is what senior sister has in mind for me?" He looked at Song Shiyu affectionately and asked.

Her eyes curved, and she pressed Xu Xing's hand with her hand, saying with a forced smile: "Senior Sister is not worthy of you. A top-notch person like you deserves better."

Yes, Xu Xing is a hypocritical and cunning person.

Song Shiyu looked at him with a smile.

Xu Xing's smile deepened. He let go of her hand and nodded appreciatively, "I'm relieved to see that Senior Sister has self-awareness."

The corners of Song Shiyu's mouth twitched, and he clenched his fists instantly.

Xu Xing met her angry look and laughed out loud.

I endure it.

Song Shiyu forced himself to put down his hand, took a deep breath, and said softly: "You are always so confident."

He tapped her shoulder, motioning her to come closer. Song Shiyu was wary of his tricks and said with a smile, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Although we are from the same sect, but..."

"I can find you, and so can Master."

Song Shiyu's unfinished words got stuck in his throat, his back stiffened, and the silver thread hidden in his wrist suddenly vibrated.

This silver thread was specially made by Wei Zhegu for his three disciples, one for each of them. Xu Xing's can detect the aura of spiritual people and other spiritual powers. Song Shiyu and Fang Yu have poison in their bodies, and this silver thread can suppress the toxins in their bodies. However, it can only be suppressed by injecting Wei Zhegu's spiritual power into it, otherwise it is just an ordinary silver thread.

The three of them were rescued by Wei Zhegu when they were young, and he taught them magic and martial arts. When they grew up, the three of them lurked around to collect information and prepare for Wei Zhegu's revenge plan.

Song Shiyu was naturally free-spirited and disliked restraint, so this silver thread became a constraint. During her years in the lower realm, she constantly sought to rid herself of the poison. This time, when Xu Xing emerged, she tricked Fang Yu out with her, precisely to obtain the antidote.

"But Master's plan will be completed soon, and he doesn't care much about your whereabouts. As long as you don't affect him, it's fine." Xu Xing said.

"What exactly is Master's plan?" Song Shiyu asked.

During these days on the floating island, she was involved in the affairs of the Lou family and also heard rumors about the fall of the floating island. These things seemed unrelated on the surface, but in fact, they were all connected to what Wei Zhegu asked them to do.

She helped contact Lou Ze, and the rumor that the floating island fell every three years was spread by Fang Yu.

Wei Zhegu has a cold personality, but he has really been consuming his spiritual energy on their poison over the years, and he is usually nice to them. Song Shiyu doesn't want anything to happen to him.

Xu Xing did not answer her question directly, but asked another question.

"What do you think is the best way to relieve a person who can only live on hatred?"

Song Shiyu said without hesitation: "Destroy the enemy, and then die yourself."

The moment she said this, she suddenly understood something and looked at Xu Xing with surprise and doubt.

"Yes," he said, still smiling brightly, but his tone was filled with a deep sense of decline. "Since the things that supported that person to keep going are gone, death is the best relief."

"But I don't want Master to die." Song Shiyu whispered.

Xu Xing was laughing, as if laughing at her childishness, and he laughed until the end, with no expression on his face.

"Everyone's choices are different, and so are you."

Song Shiyu understood his implication, was silent for a moment, and looked at him: "I just want to find the antidote. Yiziyuan Pharmacy School is famous, and this is the only reason I came here."

"It's just that at the beginning, I did test you. But you also saw that Fang Yu and I are no threat to you now, and our goals are different, so there is no need to become enemies." Song Shiyu shrugged and said.

Unable to cultivate the demonic magic, she was abandoned by her biological parents. On the run, she was captured by a Taoist priest. She curled up in an iron cage covered in talismans, her eyes exposed as she gazed warily around.

This is a city on the border of the floating island. People who she would never see on weekdays come and go, and their eyes, either curious or disgusted, repeatedly pass over her body. Song Shiyu is extremely scared, but she can do nothing.

The Taoist priest who captured her was driving the car, humming an unknown tune, looking very proud.

"Hey, sir, are you interested in taking a look at this little demon? It's newly captured." He shouted to a man dressed as a guard.

The man shook his head.

The Taoist priest looked back in disappointment, and after seeing her fierce eyes in the cage, he glared at her fiercely, then quickened his pace.

It was night. The Taoist priest parked his cart by the river, looked at the crowd which had obviously grown in number, pulled out a small bench and sat down.

At that time, Wei Zhegu had just been driven down to the lower world by Zhu Ming, and the demon clan who supported Wei Zhegu were also affected. The law that originally prohibited the buying and selling of demons was abolished, and people vented their anger towards the demon clan in an extremely radical way.

Several people came to ask the price, and all the other monsters around were picked up, leaving only Song Shiyu.

"This little demon looks so thin. Will it die immediately if I buy it home?" asked a woman in luxurious clothes.

The Taoist hated the demons and often beat and scolded them. To save money on the journey, he even denied them food. Song Shiyu was younger and could not withstand such torture, so he looked weaker than the other demons.

The price the man offered was very much to the Taoist's liking. He immediately took a whip and swung it at Song Shiyu. Watching her scream and run around in all directions, he stroked his beard and said to the man, "It's only because I put a talisman on the outside of my cage. Look, isn't she still alive and kicking?"

The man hesitated for a while, but finally handed over the purse.

When Song Shiyu was taken away, she saw the Taoist priest smiling at her.

The smile was flattering and complacent, full of arrogance.

As soon as she entered the mansion, she was thrown into a dark place with many monsters like her. The person who brought her in left quickly and the door was closed tightly.

For a moment, she was at a loss.

At this moment, a hissing sound suddenly appeared in the silent space, and there was also the sound of something crawling and rubbing on the ground.

It's a snake!

She ran towards the crowd in panic, and the monsters also fled in all directions, and the scene fell into chaos for a while.

The screams and cries continued, and she could only rely on her instinct to dodge and hide. Soon, the screams gradually faded away, and the other monsters fell to the ground.

Only the sound of the snake crawling across the ground was particularly clear.

In the whole room, there was only her and another demon... no, a human.

He looked younger than her, but he showed no fear at all and dodged the snake's attack skillfully, unlike her who just relied on luck.

She didn't say anything, just stared at him, hoping he would notice her.

The boy did see her, but he had no intention of helping her.

The snake was getting closer and closer, and she backed away in fear, her back hitting the wall.

There is no way back.

His eyes were so cold that in a trance, Song Shiyu seemed to see the Taoist priest who caught her, the passers-by, and the woman who bought her.

An indescribable rage erupted from the depths of her heart. She faced the snake's fangs and pounced fiercely on it. She had no weapons, only her teeth, the sharpest part of her body. She bit the snake's body and tore it apart.

There was more than one snake, and she tore at it for a long time, her arms covered in snake bites. After a while, she felt her vision blurry and her heart tingling.

It must be the snake venom that kicked in. Despite this, she desperately grabbed the snake, not caring if she got bitten or entangled. Since she couldn't survive, these harmful creatures couldn't either.

After a long, long time, when she was exhausted and about to lose consciousness, the boy came to her.

It was still that cold look in his eyes, but behind him, light came in, and a young man holding a bloody sword slowly opened the door.

The dazzling sunlight made her close her eyes subconsciously. The two of them were talking in a mumbling voice, but she couldn't understand a word they said.

In the end, it was the man with the sword who picked her up and saved her.

"I remember the first time I saw you, you were still a half-grown child, but you were already able to watch someone die without helping." Song Shiyu pulled himself out of his memories and said with a wry smile.

By this time, the two of them had reached the shore. Xu Xing looked at the light yellow figure on the other side of the river and said, "I'm not a kind person."

"But now you have learned to pretend." Song Shiyu also looked at the goose yellow figure and said in a deep voice.

"Have you thought about the consequences of killing Zhu Ming?"

Xu Xing's purpose of coming to Yiziyuan was to find the divine bone and then kill Zhu Ming.

Hearing this, the smile on Xu Xing's lips faded.

He didn't say anything, so Song Shiyu continued, "You approached Li Zhaoyue with impure motives and used her to get close to her dearest master. If the truth is revealed, she will definitely not be able to bear it."

"I think I'm cold-hearted enough, but I can't do that to a defenseless, kind-hearted person. You're being unfair to her, Xu Xing."

"Are you done?" Xu Xing asked suddenly.

Song Shiyu paused and looked at him in disbelief.

Xu Xing turned around, his sharp eyes mercilessly sweeping over her body, and he said with a smile: "Senior Sister, why do you think I am not sincere to Ah Yue?"

"Because you don't understand what love is. You don't understand, but I do, and Li Zhaoyue understands. You are hurting her by doing this!" Song Shiyu said emotionally.