Chapter 48: First Day of Clearing (V) “Even he wants to kill her.”…
Killed the man of destiny?
After these words were spoken, the twitching in Xuanqing's eyes slowly subsided, the tension on his face also tended to disappear, and his expression gradually became cold and hard.
"Xuanxiu, your destiny is your fate."
"Remember this: do not listen to her sweet talk, and do not fall in love with her. Once you find her, you must kill her to preserve our immortal power."
"Promise me, you will kill her!"
Xuan Qing, who had lost the blessing of immortal power, had frost on his temples. The anger in his words made the veins on his forehead tense, and he no longer had the demeanor of an immortal.
Mingyao's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously looked at Xuanxiu.
According to Chu Ji, if she is the destined person, then the person Xuanxiu wants to kill is... her?
"Sister, if you possessed this kind of magical power, would you be willing to lose it?"
Chu Ji's words felt like a thorn in her heart.
But she also felt it was absurd. How could she be the destined one? From childhood to adulthood, she had always been just an ordinary person.
She was born in a small town in the south. Although Ms. Ming had made some achievements in business, her family was not rich. It can only be said that she had never had to worry about food and clothing since childhood.
When she was young, she had many dreams of martial arts and fairy tales, but she was not obsessed with them. She grew up normally, was never kidnapped, had no amnesia, and had no adventures before traveling through time.
Even after traveling through time, she was not a person with extraordinary talents. She had no spiritual veins, no golden fingers, and lived alone in this world.
So, how could she be the destined one?
If fate had been upon her, how could she have ended up like a defeated dog?
Mingyao tried hard to prepare himself mentally, but his eyes never left Xuanxiu.
Xuanxiu smiled, seemingly unmoved by Xuanqing's words. His eyes seemed to be looking at a colorful flower or a naughty and funny dog, somewhat curious but indifferent.
"Promise me!" Xuan Qing also noticed his calm expression and stumbled a few steps. His body was too weak to support him. He rushed forward, tugging at his collar, his eyes bloodshot. "You must preserve our immortal power."
Xuanxiu was knocked off his feet and took a step back. He was neither angry nor resentful, but his eyes moved slightly and fell on Xuanqing's eyebrows.
The two faced each other and there was silence for a while.
The silence at this time is the most exhausting.
Mingyao's heart was in turmoil, and all the misfortunes that Xuanxiu and she had experienced flashed through her mind.
For a moment, she actually felt a sense of anticipation.
Xuan Hui wants to kill her.
Then...what about Xuanxiu?
Inside the mountain master's hall, the tables and utensils all looked solemn. Ming Yao had been staying there for a long time, and he began to feel suffocated and uneasy.
He was so panicked that it was only a few moments of Xuanxiu's hesitation, but it seemed like a long time had passed.
Mingyao looked at Xuanxiu and opened his mouth. Perhaps she was too nervous. The moment she saw Xuanxiu open his mouth, she suddenly felt tinnitus in her ears, making her seem not to hear Xuanxiu's answer immediately.
Only Xuanxiu's lips moved slightly, and Xuanqing's body stiffened. The hand that was tightly grasping Xuanxiu's collar slowly lost strength, and finally collapsed to the ground and died soon.
He was already at the end of his strength, and he had held on until now, and only gave up his life after getting the answer.
Will you get what you want, or die with regrets?
Mingyao couldn't help but start pinching his fingertips again.
Unfortunately, this method she usually used couldn't help her at this moment.
In the past, she was often scolded by Ms. Ming because of this habit.
She was a person who knew the current affairs very well in front of Ms. Ming. She gladly accepted most of the useful life advices from Ms. Ming, but she pretended to obey the small part that disagreed with her.
The only thing was pinching her fingertips. No matter how Ms. Ming criticized her, she couldn't change it. She couldn't even pretend to be patient in front of Ms. Ming.
Tracing back to the cause, it's actually quite ridiculous.
She was born with well-developed tear glands and was not very articulate. Whenever she was nervous or angry as a child, tears would well up in her eyes. Even if it was not her intention, she would always be booed and laughed at.
At that time, she was obsessed with finding a way to solve the problem. During the summer vacation, when she was watching a TV series, the heroine was bullied by the bad guys and had her fingers clamped by a torture device. The phrase "the ten fingers are connected to the heart" made her remember it in her heart for some reason.
When I was young and naive, I always thought that I could control my unruly heart by pinching my fingertips.
Later, his fingertips were covered with blood marks from pinching. The teacher found out and called his parents. Because he did not change his ways despite repeated warnings, he was scolded countless times by Ms. Ming.
Even though she later realized that this method was useless, she couldn't change it. Over time, slowly, psychologically, this action seemed to really help her.
Watching her fingertips turn white and red until they swell slightly, accompanied by real pain, it can sometimes suppress the strong sourness at the tip of her nose. Even if it can't be suppressed, it can shorten the time she cries.
Only in very rare cases will this psychological suggestion-like action have no effect at all.
Mingyao stared blankly at the tears falling between her fingers.
Tears kept falling silently from my eyes and I couldn't stop them.
The answer Xuanxiu had given to Xuanqing earlier fell clearly into her ears after the tinnitus ended.
He said—"Okay."
Even though she had been prepared at first, Mingyao herself did not expect that she would be so sad.
Ms. Ming once praised her.
Her greatest strength is her self-awareness. She never underestimates herself, nor does she overestimate herself. She is a down-to-earth child.
"Mingyao, you won't go off the track in your life. Mom is very relieved."
So Mingyao knew clearly that she did not have a strong character, strong skills, strong courage and brains.
The only advantage is that she still has the courage to take a gamble.
But everything that happened during the time travel was a challenge beyond her imagination.
Strange words, strange customs, strange and dangerous... everything.
The scenes of demons injuring people are much bloodier than those in Kill Bill.
Mingyao retched for a long time.
Not only the visual impact, the stench of blood, but also the slight sound of a sharp blade scraping through flesh, echoed repeatedly in her mind.
It has already exceeded the level that an ordinary woman can accept.
She stayed awake that night, curled up in a corner and cried for a long time. After her eyes were swollen, she waited until the dawn, crying and groping for a way to survive in this world.
That was the first time she clearly realized that she was alone in the world.
So she forced herself to stay together and started to make a living on her own.
The job of human bait is not easy, just like humans choose bait when fishing. Different monsters require different types of human bait.
People like her are not the best and there is no job that pays well.
In addition to the order with Tian Xiao, she also experienced the troublesome situations of monsters escaping and monks refusing to pay.
Despite the twists and turns, I finally managed to survive in this bizarre world with fear.
Later, she met Xuan Hui and thought her luck had finally turned. She let down her guard and happily followed him back to the fairy mountain.
How wonderful it is! I no longer have to work so hard to save money to buy magic tools to save my life. I can just wait for Xuanhui to break through in the fairy mountain with food and clothing.
But the sarcasm and ridicule of the people in Xianshan and Xuanhui's indifference made her wake up again.
For nearly two hundred years, she was lucky enough to stay away from the invasion of demons, but unfortunately she stayed in an environment that was almost cold and violent for too long.
She had cried countless times in the fairy mountain, until she was tired of her own tears, and even... in the dangerous late night, she had the same thoughts as Mingyao in the novel outline more than once.
Just rely on and like Xuanhui.
Truly learning to be another person may not be so painful.
But in the end, I was unwilling to give up.
After enduring a dull night, looking at the marks on his body, and relying on his concern for Ms. Ming, Ming Yao came back to life again.
Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer... She held on for a very long time.
He was thrown into a ghost town, met Xuanxiu, and was possessed by a resentful ghost in the inn... After a lot of effort, he finally made it to the "mission completed".
She wanted to go home happily, but to her great surprise, for no apparent reason, her journey home was shattered. Her soul was again captured by Chao Qulai, and Xuan Hui wanted to kill her with a sword.
What's even more ridiculous is that she discovered that the book she had believed in for two hundred years was actually fake.
Is it stupid? It’s really stupid.
But among all these stupid things, although she never wanted to face it and admit it, there was one person who was a little different.
Perhaps it was the way he risked his life to protect her time and time again, the sympathy she felt in the dream, the hesitation of not being able to tell whether it was fear or excitement, and it was him telling her that he loved her.
In short, Xuanxiu is indeed special.
She warned herself fiercely not to trust and rely on him too much, not to give him any hope, and that she would never stay here. However, she approached him hypocritically, used him, and then felt guilty.
So much so that she had clearly heard Xuanxiu's answer just now, but in a split second, she wanted to pretend that she heard nothing and knew nothing.
But it doesn't work.
After all, she couldn't deceive herself.
She clearly heard him say "OK."
He wanted to kill her too.
**
Tears wet her long eyelashes.
Xuanxiu brought Mingyao out of the valley and back to the cliff, carefully and gently wiping the tears from her cheeks over and over again.
What did you dream about?
Or where was it hurt first?
Xuanxiu frowned, countless guesses and doubts flashed through his mind, but in the end they just turned into slightly stiff and clumsy movements.
His inner demons have not yet been eliminated, and he is not as calm as he appears to be.
After holding her in his arms, the panic of losing and regaining her did not disappear completely. Instead, the backlash became more and more severe. The dark cloud of not knowing when he would lose her hung over his head.
His hands clasped her slender waist, refusing to let go, and her tears in her sleep made him even more anxious and uneasy.
This anxiety was intertwined with the murderous intent that surged up in his heart after he discovered that she had disappeared into that passage.
Torturing his remaining sanity.
This time it was a close call, but what about next time? What if she... dies again?
Worry and fear arise at the same time.
Thinking of this, the fingers that were wiping her tears lost control of their strength, leaving a red mark on her fair face.
Very shallow.
His throat moved slightly, and his fingertips gently stroked the marks he left.
The inner demon sighed softly in his ear at the right time.
"Look, she's so fragile. She can get hurt easily."
"You should lock her up."
"That way, nothing can go wrong."
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the dirtiest desire in her heart was expressed by the inner demon in the most high-sounding way.
He heard himself weakly retort—
How is this different from what the monster proposed?
"Of course it's different. You did it just to protect her."
"Only by tying her to your side, keeping her with you all the time, never leaving you for even a moment, will she be safe and sound."
She won't agree.
"You have a way." The inner demon said meaningfully, "Immortal arts are complicated, but temporarily controlling a mortal's mind is not that difficult."
"Wouldn't it be nice to let her have only you in her heart and eyes?"
"Or, are you willing to let her look at you with fear all the time?"
The throat became increasingly dry and itchy.
He lowered his eyes and fixed his gaze on Mingyao's face.
She was still crying, sobbing so hard that her brows were slightly furrowed.
Who is she crying for?
Xuanhui, Mingyue, or someone he didn't know.
There was inevitably a hint of hostility between his eyebrows.
But at this moment, something disgusting came to the door.
That ghost.
There was a flattering look between her eyebrows, and she no longer showed the provocation as before.
"Immortal Lord,"
Xuanxiu didn't want to hear any more from her, and her immortal power quickly moved towards her. Perhaps it was her strong desire to survive that took effect, and the words from the ghost's mouth were blurted out the moment the immortal power wrapped around her neck -
"Mingyao doesn't want me to die!"
For one breath, two breaths, the immortal power lingered around her and then stopped moving.
Chu Ji looked at Immortal Lord Miaomiao, who was protecting Mingyao like a hen protecting her chicks, and lowered his eyes to hide the sarcasm in his eyes.
Her words revealed her weakness, and she knew that the person in front of her didn't have the patience to listen to anything else she said at this moment.
Chu Ji gets straight to the point——
"My Lord, since you know that my sister is your destined one, then you must know that she is not from this world."
"My sister and I are the same. We don't belong here."
"The Immortal Lord has never considered that my sister might not want to stay here at all."
Chu Ji raised his eyes, revealing a bit of timid fear.
"My dear Immortal, my sister told me in person that she wants to go home."
"She asked me to help her."
**
In the north, frost and snow accumulated.
The thick snow has not melted for years, and spots of blood have spread all the way to the top of the snow-capped mountain.
"Brother, why are you so stubborn?"
"Give me control of her soul."
A biting cold wind came along with the sword energy. Chao Qulai barely managed to avoid it, but because it pulled the wound, blood flowed from the corner of his lips.
"No." Even when facing death, Chao Qulai still managed to smile. He looked at Xuan Hui nonchalantly, "You can just kill me."
The two sides are in a stalemate.
Until a beam of light from the horizon sank into Xuan Hui's sea of consciousness.
"Dead?" Xuan Hui's eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity.
Taking advantage of the moment of distraction, he had been silently accumulating strength and suddenly attacked. With a flash of his body, he fell into the layers of clouds and mist.
Xuan Hui had no intention of pursuing her anymore.
There are more urgent matters right now.
Once the demon body of Ji Meng's bloodline dies, that crazy woman—
A flash of disgust flashed across Xuan Hui's eyes.
We must not let her cause trouble, and we must not... let her find Mingyao.
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