Chapter 89 He doesn't plan to live anymore

Song Jinghe took out the palace lantern from the storage bag. Bai Yuchen took the palace lantern, looked at it carefully, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, this is it. I finally got it."

The people from the Twelve Immortal Mountains were no longer useful. She waved her hand and asked the disciples from the Demon Realm who were gathered around the cliff to come towards her.

To light this palace lantern, a cultivator needs to sacrifice his heart blood. A cultivator who donates blood will not only regress in cultivation, but also shorten his life span. Bai Yuchen didn't want to sacrifice her disciples from the demon world, and the young man in front of her was just the right person. She looked Song Jinghe up and down, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Come with me to the demon world."

Song Jinghe flatly refused: "I won't go."

Bai Yuchen sneered, "It's not up to you."

The disciples of the demon world surrounded him. Song Jinghe frowned and said, "I have already given you what you wanted, why don't you let me go?"

"Because I still need you." Bai Yuchen stood up and tapped his chest, as if to seduce him.

Song Jinghe took a half step back in disgust, and his head suddenly felt dizzy. He knew that this was the symptom that Fu Ning suffered every time he fainted.

He immediately turned around to look for Fu Ning.

Something seemed to have happened suddenly on the edge of the cliff. Su Zimei, who was lying on the edge of the cliff, screamed and shouted, "Fu Ning!"

Song Jinghe's face changed drastically. He drew out his sword and stabbed at the disciple from the demon world who was blocking his way.

Those people were frightened by his appearance and automatically made way for him.

Bai Yuchen instinctively felt that something good had happened for her, so she raised her eyebrows and said, "Let's go over and take a look."

Song Jinghe rushed to the edge of the cliff, only to see Su Zimei's arms hanging outside the cliff, still holding one of Fu Ning's shoes in her hand, crying out Fu Ning's name.

He pulled Su Zimei up and asked, "Where's Fu Ning?"

Su Zimei cried and said, "It fell down."

He looked at Wang Minglu for confirmation, then at Shen Qingning and Song Zhizhi. Their expressions had already told him the cruelest answer.

He shook his head and said, "Impossible, I'll go down and take a look."

As he was about to step off the cliff, Wang Minglu pulled him back.

Song Jinghe's mind went blank for a moment. He didn't see Fu Ning fall. In order to quickly give Bai Yuchen the palace lantern, he didn't even look at Fu Ning. It was impossible for her to just...

After a burst of pain that felt like the whole body was breaking apart, the long-lasting pain like a blunt knife cutting flesh disappeared, and the contract talisman in my right hand no longer felt anything. All these signs seemed to point to the same answer.

Xiaoshuang is dead.

Song Jinghe turned his head and stared at Su Zimei with his dark eyes. Su Zimei took two steps back in fear, and the next second she was pinned to the ground, with a hand as strong as iron strangling her neck.

Song Jinghe asked with bloodshot eyes: "You pushed her down."

It's a tone of complete affirmation.

Su Zimei's brain was already deprived of oxygen. She stared and spoke intermittently: "I was just... teasing her... I didn't expect..."

Seeing that Song Jinghe was about to strangle Su Zimei to death, Wang Minglu pulled him away and said, "The matter has not been investigated clearly yet. If you kill her, it will really be unclear."

Song Jinghe let go of Su Zimei and lay on the ground, breathing heavily twice, as if he was the one being strangled.

Su Zimei regained some air and immediately turned over and got up. She coughed twice, her throat was so sore that she couldn't speak.

Wang Minglu walked up to her and asked, "What's going on?"

Su Zimei held Fu Ning's shoes, touched her aching throat and said, "I really just wanted to scare her, so I pushed her."

She raised her head with tears in her eyes, raised three fingers and placed them beside her head, and said in a hoarse and unpleasant voice, "I swear, the force I used could never have pushed her off the cliff. She suddenly closed her eyes and fell backwards."

Shen Qingning came over and said coldly: "It's the same thing again, Su Zimei, I thought you were only targeting me, but it turns out that you didn't even let Fu...Fu Ning go! You are the one who should fall the most!"

"I'm not! I really don't want to hurt her! Why don't you believe me?" Su Zimei cried and defended herself.

Song Jinghe lay on the ground for a long time without moving. The yellow soil on the ground was wet with his tears. He clenched his fists tightly and hammered them on the ground.

It was his fault. He could not forget the dizziness Fu Ning felt before he fell. Fu Ning died because of the fatal pill.

He suddenly raised his head and stood up with a desperate look in his eyes. He wanted to find Fu Ning, no matter what, he wanted to find her.

Song Jinghe turned around and wanted to go down the mountain, but Bai Yuchen appeared in front of him, blocked his way, and said casually: "Mr. Song, now that you have seen the excitement, you should go with us."

Song Jinghe looked at her with dark eyes and said indifferently, "Go away."

Bai Yuchen felt that his eyes were somewhat familiar, but what kind of storm could a Yuanying stage person stir up? She raised her chin and said, "Tie him up and take him back."

The people from the Twelve Immortal Mountains naturally disagreed. They surrounded the people from the Demon Realm, drew their weapons and fought with them. This time Bai Yuchen took action. She easily killed Wang Minglu and Yan Qu and seriously injured them. Then she attacked Song Zhizhi with her palm wind.

Song Jinghe stopped in front of her and said in a hoarse voice: "I will go with you, let them go."

Bai Yuchen looked at the hateful eyes of these people and said with a smile: "It's not that I won't let them go, it's that they don't want to let me go."

Song Jinghe looked at Song Zhizhi who was rushing the most violently. They had been siblings for more than ten years. Even though it was later confirmed that he was not a member of the Song family, they were still relatives who were connected by heart despite their blood ties.

He said, "Zhizhi, I will be back soon, don't worry about me."

Song Zhizhi shook her head, "I won't let you go to the demon world!"

Song Jinghe drowned out her voice and promised, "I promise you, I will come back."

The people from the demon world captured Song Zhizhi and made her watch Song Jinghe being pushed away by Bai Yuchen.

She shouted at Song Jinghe: "Brother, you must come back, I'll be waiting for you in Xianshan!"

After all the people from the Demon Realm had evacuated, Song Zhizhi wanted to chase after them, but was stopped by Yin Huayue, who comforted her, "Young Master Song is a very strong cultivator. He always keeps his word and will definitely come back."

Song Zhizhi lay on her, choking with sobs, "I want to go back to Xianshan to ask my father for help. He will definitely not sit idly by." After that, she hurriedly ran towards the camp.

Shen Qingning, together with several people from the Alchemy Peak, helped Wang Minglu and Yan Qu up. Both of them were seriously injured and had to return to the Immortal Mountain for treatment as soon as possible. They also quickly went down the mountain and rushed to the teleportation array.

Su Zimei sat alone on the ground, holding Fu Ning's shoes. Everyone passed by her, but no one asked her to go back with them.

She knew that they all liked Fu Ning, and she, as the culprit who killed Fu Ning, must be disliked.

The scorching sun rose to its highest point again, and the temperature on the cliff gradually soared. Su Zimei stood up slowly and also walked down the mountain. However, she did not plan to return to the camp. She wanted to go to the foot of the mountain to find Fu Ning.

There are so many trees below the cliff to provide a cushion, maybe she is still alive.

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When the people from the Demon Realm arrived at the foot of the mountain, Song Jinghe said, "I want to go over and take a look."

Bai Yuchen glanced in the direction where Fu Ning fell and said, "Your beloved girl has been smashed into pieces, with her brains all spilled out. Are you sure you want to go and see?"

Song Jinghe's fingers trembled, and he clasped his hands together to barely stop shaking. "I want to go. I must go and confirm it."

Bai Yuchen raised his eyebrows in a good mood, "Is that so? But I won't let you go."

She grabbed Song Jinghe's collar, but her tone softened, "We in the demon world are usually not so unkind, but this time it's urgent, so we have to trouble you to accompany us. However, we won't miss out on your benefits."

Song Jinghe looked at her blankly, "I don't need any benefits."

Bai Yuchen smiled and said, "You must be interested in what's happening with Miss Xiaoshuang."

Song Jinghe immediately asked: "What do you mean?"

"See, I told you that you would definitely be interested." Bai Yuchen said leisurely, "In fact, the palace lantern you gave me is called the Soul Gathering Lantern, which can bring people back to life."

After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment, and saw a glimmer of hope in Song Jinghe's eyes. This was exactly the effect she wanted. Bai Yuchen continued, "We in the Demon Realm want to revive the Evil God who is sealed in the Qi Sea. After the Evil God is resurrected, you can revive Miss Xiao Shuang."

Song Jinghe was not carried away by joy. He asked calmly, "You resurrected the evil god, why do you insist that I go to the demon world?"

Bai Yuchen's eyes flickered slightly. "To be honest, I am a cautious person. I am afraid that you have let this soul-gathering lamp recognize its master. We are just holding a piece of garbage."

Song Jinghe said: "I don't even know what it is, how can I make it recognize its master?"

"It's hard to say." Bai Yuchen said, "Don't you want to revive Miss Xiaoshuang? Or do you look down on our demon world and don't even want to go there?"

Song Jinghe stopped talking. This woman had ulterior motives and was definitely not as easy-going as she said.

Sadly, he is now just a fish on this woman's chopping board, at her mercy.

But if there is a glimmer of hope, he will resurrect Xiaoshuang. If there is no hope... he doesn't plan to live either.

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Su Zimei finally climbed down the mountain and rushed to the bottom of the cliff where they were before. She prepared herself mentally and searched carefully from front to back, even on the tree trunks. As a result, she did not find Fu Ning until the sun went down. She even did not find the monk from the Alchemy Peak who was thrown down the mountain by Bai Yuchen.

What's going on? She frowned in confusion, wondering if Fu Ning and that man were not dead? So where will they go?

She wanted to run back to the camp to tell them the good news, but as it gradually darkened, she found herself lost in the woods. She was afraid of the dark, so she quickly found a place to light a bonfire and spent the night with her eyes open until the day came again. Then she ran back to the camp, but she widened her eyes in surprise: the camp was empty!

She searched every tent but found no one. She couldn't believe it. Did they just go back to the Twelve Immortal Mountains like this?

Do they really care about Funing? He just left without even confirming anything! Not even as good as myself!

Su Zimei bit the soft flesh in her mouth. Besides, they really didn't care about her life or death.

She suddenly didn't want to go back to the Twelve Immortal Mountains anymore, and didn't want to tell those hypocritical people that Fu Ning was still alive.

She thought of Song Jinghe angrily. That man was the only one who truly cared about Fu Ning. She squeezed the teleportation stone that would take her back to the fairy mountain, put it back into her bag, and had a new idea.

She wanted to go to the demon world to find Song Jinghe and tell him that Fu Ning was not dead.