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Since moving into the Winged Demon Palace, there have been many people around, and Yiwu has a job to do, so it is not convenient for her to leave at will.
Jian Qinyuan didn't know what she was busy with and had never reached the top of the cloud. She had no idea what was going on outside.
Time flies, the dead leaves on the branches have fallen long ago, and it is already the end of the cold winter.
Rumors in the human world about the gods saving the world spread more and more widely. Some even said that as long as the magical weapon Qingguang Ji was found, the immortals would be able to win a great victory, punish the demons, and save the people.
It happened that there were evil demons causing trouble in the human world recently, and they were suppressed by the immortals. As a result, mortals began to respect the immortals even more.
All the immortal cultivation sects are actively recruiting new members and secretly helping to find magical weapons, hoping that the world will return to the right path as soon as possible.
For Yiwu, no news is also good news.
After a few more days, it was the beginning of spring.
Late at night, Yiwu was lying in bed, her eyelids twitching for no reason, and she felt panicky for no reason, with a hunch that something bad was going to happen.
Unable to fall asleep, Yiwu quietly went out, flew up, and lay on the roof in a daze.
She was just trying to think of an excuse to leave Cloud Peak tomorrow and go out to see what was happening outside. In the silence, the lightest flapping of wings was heard, and a crane quietly flew over her.
The wind crane is almost transparent in shape, perfectly hidden in the breeze, and ordinary people will never notice it.
Yi Wu immediately turned over and stood up, grabbing Feng He tightly in her hand, afraid that it would make any sound.
Fortunately, Feng He didn't say anything this time. He just turned into a piece of letter paper two fingers wide, lying quietly in Yi Wu's hand, with two lines of small words written on it.
"Liu Yu is fine, don't worry."
Staring at these few short words, Yi Wu remained motionless for a long time.
Why did the Father God specifically send a message to inform me of this? Did he already know that Liu Yu was injured by him? If the two of them had communicated with each other, he must have been certain that he was Gui Yun.
If I remember correctly, there was a fairy accompanying Liu Yu at that time. I guess it was thanks to her care that Liu Yu was safe and sound.
Obviously, before, she and Liu Yu...
Thinking too much will inevitably lead to sorrow. Yi Wu was feeling sad and guilty when a black figure appeared silently behind her and snatched the letter away without warning.
That was created by the magical power of the God of Wind, and it was obviously made by the immortals.
This sudden change made Yi Wu's scalp tingle. She had no time to think. She immediately drew out the dagger at lightning speed and turned around to stab.
The person who came also reacted extremely quickly and immediately took out his weapon to resist.
The collision of swords made a loud "clang" sound, and as soon as the two men met, they started fighting fiercely on the roof.
The toes made a loud noise on the glazed tiles, which quickly attracted the attention of the patrolling guards, who quickly ran towards the bedroom.
"There's an assassin! Protect the young master!"
The golden mask flashed a cold light under the moonlight. Yi Wu never expected that she had been cautious for more than two hundred years, but today she was caught red-handed by Jiufang Mingyuan.
This was the first time I had a direct fight with Jiufang Mingyuan. I had no idea how strong the other party was, so I didn't dare to be careless at all.
Yi Wu swung the dagger hard, turning it into a long sword, and continued to launch fierce attacks on the opponent, trying to find an opportunity to take back the letter or destroy it directly.
Unfortunately, Jiufang Mingyuan had long seen through her purpose and perfectly avoided her every time, refusing to let her succeed.
Both of them showed no mercy, fighting all the way from the roof to the ground, flying across the lake and into the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
The sword energy cut off the branches, which fell to the ground with a crackling sound.
The tables and chairs in the pavilion were chopped into pieces, and stones and wood chips fell into the lake with a plop, splashing water half a person's height, and then dripping down.
The guards chased over from across the lake, shouting, "Hurry, there's an assassin!"
"Go report to the commander!"
"Catch the assassin!"
More and more people came chasing after them, and even the guards outside the Winged Demon Palace rushed in to capture the assassin.
The commotion around her made Yiwu a little nervous. If she was caught by the demons at this moment, she would surely die.
Well, now that Jiufang Mingyuan has a hold on me, there's no way I'll stay at Cloud Peak any longer. As long as the green mountains remain, there's no need to worry about running out of firewood.
After making up her mind, Yi Wu led him to the wall of the Winged Demon Palace, intending to escape as soon as she found an opportunity. If she had to, she was even prepared to use the killing magic.
Unexpectedly, Jiufang Mingyuan suddenly stopped moving, covered his chest with a painful expression, bent over and spat out black blood.
He was poisoned, his heart meridians sealed, preventing him from exerting his full strength. This was why Yi Wu repeatedly forced him back, even causing him to vomit blood due to the poison. Under normal circumstances, even the strongest opponent would never be so passive.
It was only then that Yi Wu suddenly remembered that there was still poison in his body. She stopped her movements, and the blade of her sword barely grazed Jiufang Mingyuan's arm, slicing through his sleeve. "You..."
She hesitated to speak, but before she could say anything, the noise behind her was getting closer and closer.
"Hurry up and save the young master!" The guards quickly chased after them with spears in hand and were about to surround the two of them.
The situation was extremely critical and there was no time to waste. Yi Wu no longer hesitated, took two steps back, and resolutely turned around to fly out of the wall.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her feet left the ground, someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
Seeing Yi Wu trying to run away, Jiufang Mingyuan dodged and intercepted her even though his whole body was in pain and his heart was broken.
He bound Yi Wu's wrists with his left hand, locking them behind her back. He then wrapped his right arm around her, holding the sword in front of her neck. He said in a gloomy tone, "Isn't it too late to escape now?"
Before Yi Wu could break free, Jiufang Mingyuan cast a spell to immobilize her. Finally, he had time to lift up the letter and whispered, "Liu Yu is fine, don't worry."
"It's something from the Immortal Clan," Jiufang Mingyuan walked around to Yiwu's front and held the letter in front of her, his eyes crimson. "You said you weren't an Immortal Clan spy, how do you explain this?"
The two were only half a finger apart, and the golden mask was right in front of them.
At such a distance, Yi Wu could even clearly smell the bloody smell on Jiufang Mingyuan's mouth.
A memory flashed through his mind, then slowly became clearer. It seemed as if they had once been closer than they were now.
Thinking about it more carefully, the scene at that time became clearer. The cool touch on her lips was vague yet real, and Yiwu's pupils trembled unconsciously.
It turned out that after she opened the seal, it was the Black Dragon that sent her back to the top of the cloud, and the first person to discover her was Jiufang Mingyuan.
He also personally fed her the life-extending pill. No wonder Yi Wu felt that the taste of the life-extending pill smelled familiar, because she had eaten it before.
"You knew it a long time ago?" Yi Wu was extremely shocked and asked in confusion, "If you knew it a long time ago, why did you save me?"
Shouldn't she be ground into dust and torn into pieces?
While the two men were in a stalemate, the guards had already run to the outside of the pavilion in the middle of the lake, all raised their spears at the two men, and surrounded them tightly.
"Catch the assassin quickly."
"Why is it a saint?"
"Young Master is injured!"
"Quickly call the magic doctor."
"Come here, arrest her quickly."
The guards were furious and were about to rush into the pavilion in the middle of the lake to capture Yi Wu.
"stop."
Jiufang Mingyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put the letter into his pocket, and scolded the guards, "I couldn't sleep, so I just exchanged a few moves with the Saint. What's the fuss?"
Having said that, he couldn't contain his anger.
The guards also looked unconvinced and continued to stare at Yi Wu warily, "Is this really a sparring match?"
"But she has already injured the Young Master. Does the Young Master still want to protect her?"
"That's right, young master, don't be fooled by her beauty. She might really be an assassin."
"Catch her immediately and interrogate her strictly. We'll know the answer as soon as we ask her."
…
"That's enough." Jiufang Mingyuan put away his sword, glanced at everyone with dignity, and said in a tone that brooked no room for argument, "I said there's nothing else to do. Everyone, please leave."
"yes."
The guards did not dare to disobey the order. They put away their spears and slowly retreated, looking back at the two men as they walked.
After they were all gone, Jiufang Mingyuan reached out and pulled Yi Wu, then disappeared from the spot.
In a blink of an eye, Yi Wu was already standing in Jiufang Mingyuan's bedroom, watching him take out a piece of letter from his pocket and play with it in front of her.
She felt a little annoyed at her own carelessness in causing the current situation, and she couldn't understand Jiufang Mingyuan's strange behavior. It seemed that until now, he had no intention of killing Yiwu.
"Since you already knew my identity, why didn't you just kill me?" After asking, Yi Wu finally reacted.
That's right. With Jiufang Mingyuan's temper, if he hated someone, instead of killing them, he would make them suffer a fate worse than death. He had countless ways to make Yiwu suffer, such as watching her and her tribe kill each other.
No wonder…
Jiufang Mingyuan raised his eyes from the letter and curled his lips in disdain, "How can I let you die so easily? That would be too easy."
Upon hearing this, Yi Wu's doubts completely turned into understanding, and she snorted coldly, "In order to let me suffer while alive, you are even willing to use the life-extending pill to save me. You really went to great lengths."
Hearing her mention the life-extending elixir, she probably remembered how she'd personally fed it to her. Jiufang Mingyuan looked slightly uneasy, but quickly concealed it.
He held the letter from the Wind God between his fingers and waved it in front of Yi Wu, gloating a little. "Do you know why you failed?"
"You failed because you weren't ruthless enough as an undercover agent, and you failed because of your ridiculous kindness. You clearly had a chance to succeed, but if you had been even a little more ruthless, you wouldn't be standing here now."
"Maybe it's Liu Yu."
When Jiufang Mingyuan mentioned Liu Yu, his tone was a little strange, like he was proud, but also like something else.
Yi Wu didn't object to what he said, but she also didn't regret the choice she made. "I never intended to take your life."
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been on the top of the cloud for more than two hundred years and had very little contact with him.
"I just want to open the seal and let the immortals return to the top of the cloud."
"Since I joined the Demon Clan, I have never harmed a demon's life without reason. Although it was not my intention to harm the demon's life when the demons invaded, it was indeed caused by me, and there is no denying it."
"Now that I'm in your hands today, you can kill me or chop me up as you please. I have no complaints."
After saying that, Yi Wu stopped looking at Jiufang Mingyuan and instead looked behind him, her eyes empty as she calmly accepted the reality.
Having said that, countless tortures flashed through her mind, wondering whether Jiufang Mingyuan would remove her bones, peel off her skin, or let her fight the immortals again.
This frank look left Jiufang Mingyuan speechless for a moment. He clutched the letter tightly, stepped forward, lifted Yiwu's chin, and forced her to look him in the eye. "You seem quite pleased that I didn't kill you?"
Yi Wu was forced to look up, meeting those gloomy eyes. She challenged him, "How dare I? If you don't kill me, don't you want to torture me? What's there to be proud of?"
"When you saw me stabbing Liu Yu with your own eyes, did you feel very happy?"
Everything was the work of Jiufang Mingyuan, but it was also Yiwu's own fault.
If she hadn't been greedy, not only would she have opened the seal, but she would have also wanted to help the immortals return to the top of the clouds. This would never have happened today.
Now that the seals have been opened, I believe that the Heavenly Emperor will no longer pursue the Father God's faults. Liu Yu also has people taking care of him, so even if Yi Wu dies now, there is nothing to worry about.
Jiufang Mingyuan didn't answer yes or no, but just looked at her quietly, trying to see some fear and terror, or regret in Yiwu's eyes.
The result was naturally no, and he was a little disappointed.
Yi Wu hadn't considered why Liu Yu, not a celestial warrior, appeared on the battlefield and was stabbed by her. If she knew the truth, she would probably not be so calm when facing Jiufang Mingyuan.
In the next room, Ziying and Qingpu were woken up by the noise of their fight. They were hiding behind the door and listening quietly, but they couldn't hear anything clearly and could only worry.
The guards patrolling the Winged Demon Palace always keep an eye on the direction of the bedroom and rush over immediately if they hear any movement.
Everything seemed to have returned to normal, but beneath the surface, there were hidden waves. In the silence, footsteps approached from afar.
Soon, Fu Ke knocked on the door gently, "Young Master, it's time to take your medicine."
Hearing this, Jiufang Mingyuan let go of Yiwu and stepped back a little, "Come in."
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