Chapter 40 Frost Pear Town (Thirteen) So hateful.
Four hundred years ago, Miaomiao, the Immortal Lord of Xuyou Immortal Mountain, became famous because of his battle with the Demon King.
People only know its name but not its true appearance.
Therefore, he is the most famous yet least known immortal king in the fairy mountain.
As for Xuanxiu, even fewer people know him.
Mingyao listened to Xuanxiu's words and looked at the crazy woman through the rain. The blurry shadow looked very thin. She couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Who did she recognize?
Immortal Lord Miaomiao, or Xuanxiu.
It rained heavily.
The woman was trapped by the surrounding trees. The rough branches rubbed her arms and legs, causing blood to flow out, making her unable to move.
After struggling to no avail for several times, the woman looked at Xuanxiu and sneered, her eyes swirling with a dark color that seemed to be filled with hatred and fear. "Know him? How could I know you?"
Immortal Lord Miaomiao doesn't like to argue with others about these trivial matters.
The events that happened in the past few days passed through his mind one by one.
Tian Xiao, the bloodline of Ji Meng, the rebellious evil spirit, and now the mortal woman, all of these things seem to be unrelated, yet they overlap strangely.
Now Jiali is injured and unconscious, that mortal has been abducted by Ji Meng's bloodline, and there are evil spirits surging in this forest...
Xuanxiu lowered his eyes and looked at Mingyao, whose eyes were filled with confusion: "I'll take you away first."
Even Miaomiao, the Immortal Lord who possesses supernatural powers and can kill gods and ghosts, finds it hard to bear that the beloved person, who is as fragile as Liuli, is caught in a trap teeming with demons and ghosts.
Ordinary mortals, whose lives are thinner than paper, can die if they are not careful.
The banter that had been amusing when they first met had now turned into a sword, piercing his heart with every word.
She was too precious, and he didn't want her to take any risks.
Unfortunately, she didn't want to.
"Why?"
When she heard his words, her eyes were filled with confusion. "If we leave now, what about Mingyue?"
What should Mingyue do? That ordinary mortal man...what does it have to do with him?
He felt angry.
Raindrops dripped from his eyelashes. He tried hard to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart. He heard his own voice was hypocritical and cold: "I'll send you away first, and then come back to save him."
"The ones chosen by that Tian Xiao were him and me."
Xuanxiu is right.
That's a solution.
Now that Jiali was injured and fainted, she should take her back to the inn to recuperate. Besides, if she stayed here, she would only be a drag on Xuanxiu. According to the current situation, she should leave.
But... Mingyao felt unwilling.
The answer is at hand.
If she looks back now, she may never have another chance.
These days, she has been thinking and pondering what the little light ball said and the various things that have happened in the past two hundred years.
Now, just one glance, just seeing the Ji Meng bloodline, she can confirm her guess.
She can't give up.
Even though it was selfish and unreasonable, she didn't want to give up. But the real reason couldn't be explained to others. After the incident with the small light ball, even though Xuanxiu protected her at every turn, she didn't dare to tell him her true intentions and could only make up other excuses.
"But I'm worried. I want to see him safe and sound. Mingyue is like my own little brother." Mingyao pursed her lips, like the brain-dead heroines often portrayed in old-school TV dramas thirty years ago. She lowered her head, tugged at Xuanxiu's sleeve, and pleaded in a barely audible voice, "Miaomiao, you will protect me, right?"
She silently reminded him that he was Immortal Lord Miaomiao, unrivaled in the world. It shouldn't be difficult for him to protect a mortal like her, right? She wouldn't run around aimlessly seeking death, nor would she be too weak to run at the critical moment. They had cooperated so well in the ghost town, and they could do the same now.
Mingyao had so many words in his mind to try to convince him, but in the end he just murmured, "Miaomiao, you will help me, right?"
Naked, undisguised, exploitation.
Vast.
It felt special to hear this name from her mouth.
He never told anyone that between the two names Xuanxiu and Chu Miaomiao, in his barren emotional ups and downs, the name Miaomiao was more like a bond of fate to him, not just a name, but just a code name.
Just like the sword cultivators in the immortal mountains always like to give their spiritual swords a name -
"Blue Luan, Breaking Frost, Slaying Evil..."
The sword cultivator shouted, and the magic sword in his hand came out in response.
In the past, he was the sword held in Chu Dianqing's hand.
"Miao Miao, come here and kill it."
"Miaomiao, take care of it."
"Miao Miao, be obedient."
…
In these kinds of things.
But now I heard the word "miaomiao" from her mouth.
Amidst the stinging pain, he actually felt a secret joy that was hard to ignore, as if the sword in Chu Dianqing's hand was now held in her hand.
God's will is with him.
This relationship seems to be tightly linked and inseparable by such a name.
Ayao, you can't leave me.
He lowered his eyes to look at her slender white fingers tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, and promised her: "Okay."
Her face showed a sense of relief that she had achieved her goal.
He had recently read many picture books about love between men and women. If a good man was devoted to the one he loved, without asking for anything in return, he would probably stop here.
But he was not a good man. If he promised her, he would ask her for some interest.
The inner demon finally revealed an ugly corner of his desire. In the rain, he spoke softly, without the usual gentle smile, and said the words she had never heard in her dream that day -
"Ayao, you are bullying me."
The expression of the woman in front of him froze slightly because of his words, and there was a hint of uneasiness in her round eyes.
He looked carefully and recognized it after a few breaths. It was guilt.
She felt guilty about it being a consensual thing.
Immortal Lord Miaomiao's mood did not improve at all because of this. His inner demons were surging, but in the end he suppressed them because he couldn't bear to let go.
Never mind, his long eyelashes concealed the resentment in his heart, and guilt was also good.
Unknown emotions accumulate and are suppressed, just like the lingering rain in summer.
He made hand gestures and forcibly summoned Jiali's spiritual sword.
Jia Li came riding on a sword. Both her spiritual sword and the one she lent him had developed spiritual consciousness. He only needed to cast a spell and send the sword to send her back, which was very convenient.
Mingyao was a little surprised. It was mentioned in the fairy mountain that without the consent of the owner of the spirit sword, no one else could control the sword.
"I am controlled by the immortal power and have no choice but to obey." Xuanxiu explained simply, and his tone returned to his usual gentle tone.
Mingyao bit the soft flesh between her lips, and felt even more guilty when she thought of his "condemnation" of her just now.
There was a moment of silence.
The woman who was trapped in the thorns suddenly laughed.
“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.”
In the heavy rain, her laughter was particularly shrill.
"Want to leave? No one can leave." She looked at Mingyao, "How pathetic, coming here without knowing anything. This is the land of divine punishment, this is the land of divine punishment."
"The punishment from heaven has arrived, and the rain has become a disaster."
"No one from the Immortal Mountain can leave tonight."
There was a fanaticism in her eyes as she hummed a song softly, her tone gentle and enchanting. Thick white fog gradually rose around her, and faint sounds could be heard from it.
Jiali on the spiritual sword fell from mid-air due to the rising fog and was dragged down by Xuanxiu's magical power.
Seeing this, resentment flashed in the woman's eyes, but the singing did not stop. Xuanxiu no longer showed mercy. Since he could not get anything out of her, he might as well kill her.
"No, stop it!" Ming Jinyao saw his intention and stopped him.
Just now she was staring at the woman. When Xuanxiu made his gestures and started to attack, the woman raised her head slightly, clearly wanting to die.
Mingyao's mind was in turmoil, and he pressed the issue, his words merciless. "The matter of heavenly punishment is completely false. Xianshan Xuanhui once told me that it was just a lie told by the great demon Ji Meng behind you, who wanted to devour human life, blood, and flesh to increase his cultivation. You are playing tricks here, it's really ridiculous!"
"How dare you! How dare you speak so rudely!" The woman screamed sharply, and her eyes towards Mingyao were no longer friendly. "Who the hell is Xuan Hui! He's lucky he didn't die here! If it weren't for you... if it weren't for you..."
The woman showed some pain and hatred, and suddenly raised her head -
"Everyone in the Immortal Mountain deserves to die, all of them! You deserve to die too, none of you will get out alive today!"
The woman described herself as crazy.
Mingyao keenly grasped the meaning behind her words. This woman not only recognized Xuanxiu, but also knew her and Xuanhui. She couldn't help but step forward and said, "What do you mean, you recognize me!"
But the woman raised her head, eyes full of sarcasm, and said to Ming Yao word by word: "Go - die -"
She won't say anymore.
Mingyao felt cold all over.
It was during a similar heavy rain that year that Xuan Hui fell in front of her with serious injuries, and that was how she got to know him.
Before, in the inn, she thought that Xuan Hui's appearance in front of her was not accidental, but a deliberate design with some ulterior motive.
But in the current situation, if the heavy rain was the same as it is now, it means someone wants Xuan Hui to die, and their first meeting was just accidental. After Xuan Hui recovers from her injuries, she must kill the great demon Ji Meng, just as he had shown in front of her before.
But now everything shows that he was just putting on a show, putting on a show for her, a mortal, to watch. What was he trying to achieve?
The answer was brewing in Mingyao's heart.
What he was up to was too obvious.
But there are still things that don't make sense. If it weren't for Ji Meng's cooperation, he wouldn't have been able to finish that scene alone.
She still has to meet the great demon Ji Meng. Not only that, she also has to ask her something.
Mingyao looked at Xuanxiu and moved closer to him. She no longer cared about her trembling physical reaction due to fear. She lowered her voice and said, "She can't die. I guess the cultivators punished by the heavy rain here have all killed people. If you kill her, you will probably be killed like Jiali."
There was some hesitation in Mingyao's words.
Xuyou Xianshan has always taken it as its mission to protect the mortal world, so how could it have taken a human life on its hands?
But considering the woman's reaction and Jiali's current situation in the heavy rain, Mingyao could only make this guess.
"It's easy." Xuanxiu raised his eyes, without questioning her words, nor was he shaken by what the woman had just said.
As soon as the words fell, the branches and thorns wrapped around the woman avoided her vital parts and slowly approached her eyes, ears, lips and teeth.
"Since you recognize me, you should know that I have died many times and experienced all kinds of death. I also know where to stab you with a knife to make you feel excruciating pain but unable to die."
"If you want to avoid this suffering, answer me, where is Ji Meng's bloodline?"
The immortal power carried those spikes into her body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“…”
"Don't look."
Mingyao was staring blankly ahead, pinching his fingertips, when he heard Xuanxiu sigh softly beside him. With a hint of pleading, he repeated, "Don't look. It's not pretty."
"Oh oh." Mingyao lowered his head for some unknown reason and was distracted for a moment. Was he afraid that she would be scared?
The wind and rain were so strong that the woman's cries of pain were drowned out.
"I said..."
After a long time, the woman trembled and gave in, and Mingyao breathed a sigh of relief.
But something unexpected happened.
From the smoke that had been caused by the woman's singing, a demonic force suddenly emerged.
"careful!"
Xuanxiu's reaction was faster, and the branches that grew around him blocked the demonic power, saving the woman's life.
Mingyao also quickly hid behind Xuanxiu and was well protected by his immortal power.
Familiar demonic power.
It was Lin Yue who was invaded by Tian Xiao's evil spirit.
The attack was blocked, and he slowly walked out of the fog, humming a strange tune.
"Miao Miao Immortal Lord, you are the guests I invited today." Lin Yue looked much more sober than that day. He tilted his head and waited for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Look, the Wuxu time has just arrived, so why rush?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the woman, a cold light in his eyes.
"It's really inconvenient for you to know my master's whereabouts right now. Immortal Lord Miaomiao, if you continue to press this question, the moment this mortal gives the answer, it will be her death."
There was a threat in his tone, and the demonic power in his hands was stockpiled, as if he was ready to strike again at any time and kill the woman.
What answered him was Xuanxiu's magical power.
The immortal power just brushed past Lin Yue's neck. For Immortal Lord Miaomiao, killing a little demon at the same time was not a difficult task.
But now, Lin Yue still has some value.
Behind Xuanxiu, Mingyao kept staring at Lin Yue and the woman silently.
Her nerves were on edge. Lin Yue kept looking at Xuan Xiu, as if he was not afraid of death, and even threatened her.
Mingyao always felt it was strange.
A mortal who has been invaded by Tian Xiao's demonic power, even if he has the ability to use the demonic power, will be like an egg hitting a rock when facing Xuan Xiu.
How dare you threaten me with this?
Lin Yue's words kept repeating in my mind.
Over there, seeing Lin Yue being strangled by the Xuanxiu Immortal Power, the woman finally couldn't stand this torture anymore and opened her mouth -
"I said." Her voice was faint, and her eyes swept across Xuanxiu's face, "The great demon Ji Meng is in—"
With a "bang", before she could tell the place, Ming Yao suddenly picked up a heavy stone and threw it at her in front of everyone.
Lin Yue's face changed, but his demonic power was restrained, and he could only watch the stone hit the woman.
Blood dripped down the woman's forehead.
Ming Yao had no time to explain, so he ran over in a panic and stuffed a pill into her mouth to keep her alive.
"Miao Miao, stop her from talking!"
Mingyao covered the woman's mouth with the hand that was feeding her the pill, preventing her from speaking.
Xuanxiu did as he was told.
See the silencing spell has been established.
Mingyao sat down limply, feeling relieved.
"When she gives the answer, that will be her death."
Lin Yue was openly hinting to them that as long as this mortal said it, he would kill her, including his previous initiative to kill the woman, which was all a deception.
Mingyao had seen this kind of magic in the fairy mountains. It used words as a curse, and speaking them would bring death.
It was Xuanxiu who asked for the answer. Lin Yue told him that the woman would die because of this, and it was Xuanxiu who insisted on listening.
The woman died because of this, so does it mean that Xuanxiu had human blood on his hands?
Lin Yue glanced at Mingyao's face: "How pitiful."
He said the same thing as the woman.
"Mingyao, have you seen the things the master left behind about Immortal Lord Miaomiao?"
Before Mingyao could answer, the immortal power around his neck suddenly tightened, but he continued in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it. Now, there is a new one."
The words fell.
The woman under Ming Yao's palm suddenly opened her eyes, and a faint white light penetrated into Ming Yao's body.
The heavy rain in the surrounding area quickly faded away.
Mingyao seemed to be pulled into a mysterious place.
There is a person standing in front of me.
He speaks and laughs gently, and has a handsome appearance.
As if noticing her presence, the man looked towards her and smiled with his eyes narrowed.
Words came out of his mouth——
"So hateful."
"Ayao, I hate it so much."
The person who spoke was Xuanxiu.
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