It's too late

Jiang Jingyuan looked at the girl in front of her who was struggling to pounce on her with a calm expression.

The girl looked up at her and squeezed out a sentence from her clenched teeth -

"I am Wei Qihe from the Wei family!!"

I am Wei Qihe from the Wei family, and that is enough.

A pair of dark eyes suddenly smiled, and Jiang Jingyuan curved the corners of his mouth, "Okay."

…………

"If I had known earlier, I would have asked Jiang Yin and the others to wait and take them away together..." After seeing Wei Qihe off, Jiang Jingyuan muttered to himself.

She turned around and looked in the direction she came from.

"Do you regret it?" Xu Qinglin asked calmly.

Jiang Jingyuan was silent for a moment, then said, "How about I go back and blow up their lair now?"

Surprisingly, Xu Qinglin didn't sneer this time. Instead, he readily agreed: "Go if you want to."

Jiang Jingyuan was puzzled.

"Just drop me off at the bottom of the palace pool before you go, thank you."

Xu Qinglin's calm voice trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing some long-lost comfort and joy.

Jiang Jingyuan: "..."

"Don't worry." Jiang Jingyuan smiled in his heart and responded in his mind, "I won't abandon you."

In the magic weapon killing realm, the joy on Xu Qinglin's face instantly turned into resentment. She frowned, raised the corners of her mouth, and then turned them down.

Well, if I worked illegally for Jiang Jingyuan while he was alive, I'll be buried with him after he dies... Xu Qinglin sighed sadly, "I'm too valuable. I'm afraid my grave will be dug up if you take me with you."

He spoke as if he wouldn't be dug up if he didn't take anything with him... Jiang Jingyuan sneered.

Xu Qinglin sighed, and unwillingly tried to call back Jiang Jingyuan's former gentleness and kindness. She opened her mouth.

"I found you..."

A malicious whisper sounded behind him, and a resentful gaze almost burned holes in his back.

Jiang Jingyuan turned around.

From the yellow talismans with black patterns thrown from all directions, a cold light slashed down at her fiercely from the sky.

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The sky was hazy and among the towering buildings, three burly figures gathered in a vast open space paved with blue-gray stone slabs in solemn patterns, knocking and hammering at the void in front of them.

"Are you really not going to tell the Pavilion Master about this?" One of them put down the stone hammer, the expression on his face changed several times, and he turned his head to ask with some uneasiness.

The man nearby, sketching the void with a pen, raised his eyebrows and waved his hand impatiently, "Don't follow Old Li and the others. What's the point of telling that sickly idiot? He's become increasingly timid over the years. He'll definitely hesitate and refuse to agree after hearing this. Who knows, he might even shut all the doors of Tianlu Pavilion in a fright."

"Hiss..." The big man holding the stone hammer frowned, "But I always feel that this is a little unreliable..."

He frowned and said, "Hey, why did we bring that guy in? We could have just killed him outside. Bring him home, hiss... why are my eyelids twitching so much..."

"You're such a big guy, but you're so timid." The man holding the pen glanced at him with disdain. "What are you doing now? Aren't you just setting a trap for that guy? What are you afraid of..."

On the other side, a burly, bearded older man stroked his beard, blew a breath into the air ahead, and said slowly, "If we fight outside and people see us, how can we maintain our reputation? Chasing them around will only cause trouble. We'll have to lead them to Tianlu Pavilion, where they can close the door and fight properly."

"You're quite cautious." The man holding the pen continued to trace the void. Without blinking, he simply replied, "It's just that those less talented juniors didn't work hard themselves, and when they couldn't beat that guy, they exaggerated, acting like some omnipotent monster or god. In reality, I think he's just a kid with better luck, not much stronger than those guys, and can't even be ranked among the immortals..."

The older man glared at him. "You'll suffer great losses if you're careless. Be more careful and don't let anyone get away."

"I know, I know. Otherwise, why would I prepare all this here?" the man replied casually.

The big man holding the hammer looked left and right, and finally could only sigh, "Oh, I hope so..."

"Hmph..." Putting away the pen, the man took two steps back and looked into the void ahead, as if admiring something. He laughed and said, "She could dodge once, but can she dodge these numerous formations? If so, the moment she enters our Tianlu Pavilion, she'll be dead.

"Don't worry, she will die for sure."

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"Did you think you could get away with just changing your clothes?!"

A hateful voice sounded from behind.

Amidst the flashing swords and shadows, yellow and black talismans intertwined into a web, and five resentful gazes followed her like shadows, biting her tightly and not letting go.

Jiang Jingyuan tilted her head as a yellow-black talisman suddenly blew past her hair, carrying a strong breeze. She muttered to herself, "I just changed my clothes to wait for you guys, okay..."

She felt that her current outfit was particularly suitable for going to Tianlu Pavilion.

As expected of her, she had the foresight to prepare these kinds of clothing...

Jiang Jingyuan unconsciously recalled Wu Qian whom he had just met. The smile and excitement in his heart faded a little, but soon returned to normal. He thought that it was true that a person's temperament changed when he changed his clothes.

After a pause, she jumped out of the official road as if dodging and running away, and ran into a large area of ​​wild grass. She couldn't help but say regretfully: "It's just missing accessories. A skull head and skeleton frame would be very suitable..."

As Jiang Jingyuan trotted against the wind and rain, Xu Qinglin's calm voice echoed in his mind: "Do you want me to pull a few skeletons out of here for you?"

Jiang Jingyuan tutted softly, not disguising his disdain. "Does that crudely made skeleton look good with my clothes?"

It's good enough to have one, but you still dislike it... Xu Qinglin smiled and said, "Go get someone to make some gold and silver yourself."

"Forget it." Jiang Jingyuan just said these two words calmly.

She probably wouldn't have another chance to change clothes and act mysterious like this, not to mention that if she really asked someone to make her a skeleton ornament after she returned, Jiang Jingjian would come to talk to her immediately.

The only way to play like this is outside... Jiang Jingyuan felt melancholy.

From behind, watching her gradually run into the uninhabited wasteland, the five people in blue clothes' eyes lit up, feeling that things were going much more smoothly than expected.

As expected, the witch tribe’s high priest has a keen eye. Doesn’t this give them an opportunity?

Staring at the dark purple that appeared and disappeared in the withered yellow, the excited eyes of the five people in blue clothes were gradually filled with resentment and pleasure, as if they foresaw the scene of the purple-clothed figure exploding into blood-red mist with a "bang".

They couldn't help but grin, and their smiles became more cruel—

You arrogant and conceited geniuses deserve to die!

You aliens, you freaks, you are the only ones out of billions who are so different, you are the most damn cancer and scourge in this world!!!

You’ve ruined this world, you’ve ruined this world! The five men in blue glared fiercely as they chased after them.

brush--

The five people formed a strange stance, surrounding the girl's figure in a vague yet firm manner.

Jiang Jingyuan stopped and turned his head back and forth to look at them, like a bird in a cage.

Admiring the tension and anxiety between her eyebrows, the five people unconsciously revealed the same crazy smile, looking down on her, as if at this moment the status quo between them had been reversed.

They laughed heartily and said in unison:

“Elder—

“Open the door—!!”

Thunder roared.

An illusory gate exuding a majestic aura appeared out of thin air behind the purple-clothed girl, bringing with it a violent gust of wind that blew her black hair and clothes into the air and caused large areas of withered and yellow weeds to fall over.

The five men in blue acted decisively, with a cold light hidden in the yellow and black talismans.

"Bang bang bang!" The explosion and the condensed sword energy instantly smashed the purple figure into the illusory gate.

The five people still had crazy smiles on their faces as they chased after him—

They want to witness with their own eyes the fall of a young genius and the demise of a worldly scourge!!

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Yuan State, Diqu City.

At the end of the Shen period, the city was shrouded in mist and rain.

The pedestrians raised their hands to adjust the bamboo hats on their heads and walked hurriedly past the vendors who were packing up their stalls on both sides of the streets and alleys.

The rain grew heavier, splashing a noisy crackling sound beside my ears, drowning out the shouts.

In the midst of the wind and rain, a black and red blood-stained flag was unfurled, and strands of torn cloth strips danced in the heavy rain.

With a splash of water, a thin figure stepped on the puddles, weaving through the sparse crowds, holding a flag high and running through the streets and alleys.

"Wei Qihe of the Wei family, bringing with him the 50,000 heroic souls of the Kunyou Army, returns to the capital—"

Her voice was heard above the crackling rain, causing a sensation of astonishment in the capital.

The Wei family, Kunyou? Doesn't that sound like treason? Passersby and vendors pushing their stalls were stunned, subconsciously turning to look in the direction of the sound.

The tattered flag fluttered, turned the corner, and disappeared from sight.

Never mind, it has nothing to do with them anyway, let’s go quickly, lest we get implicated… Everyone’s eyes seemed to be burned by fire, and they quickly withdrew their gazes and walked quickly towards home.

"If you rush to take it before your injury has healed, you will develop a chronic illness in the future!"

In the warm house, Wei Qihe, who had changed his clothes, was silent and reached out to take the porcelain bottle from the tray held by the woman in front of him.

"Don't even think about fighting in the battlefield. You'll have to...ah..." The woman couldn't bear it and felt a little anxious. She sighed repeatedly, "Your Highness will protect the Wei family in the capital. You can wait a little longer..."

Wei Qihe pursed his lips, shook his head, and clenched the white porcelain bottle in his hand that exuded a coldness.

It’s too late…

If only I could come earlier...

It was only after the last breath of anger in her heart completely disappeared that God glanced at her slowly and gave her an opportunity belatedly, trying to make her revitalize again.

But she stayed in a situation where she could neither advance nor retreat for too long, and she became depressed as if she was possessed by an evil spirit. In the end, she blinded herself and trapped herself in a cocoon.

There is no resentment, no hatred, it doesn’t matter.

But in the past, in the past she was also...ah...

Wei Qihe unconsciously recalled the past, then she smiled and thought, forget it, what is there to talk about the past?

In the end it's all in vain.

What the world lacks most is destitute lunatics and pitiful people. Not all people are pitiful and hateful, lucid and crazy.

There was wailing everywhere, screaming and howling, not because they hated the heavens, the earth, or people, but because they wanted to get what they wanted.

It means that when you most want to get what you want... you will get what you want.

"Wei Qihe of the Wei family, along with the 50,000 heroic souls of the Kunyou Army, returns to the capital to meet the Emperor."

In the dark sky, heavy rain poured down, and the rain slid across the girl's calm face, with water droplets hanging on her chin. She rolled up the flag in her hand and knelt alone outside the imperial city.

His eyes were gray, his face was calm, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously raised in a slight arc.

She slowly bent down and kowtowed in the heavy rain.