Chapter 97 The Truth (Thirteen) “A man of destiny never loves another.”…
Mingyao didn't expect this matter to be so troublesome.
A night passed.
Entering the third day.
"Tsk"
Mingyao's forehead was broken by a heavy object. He woke up and finally got rid of the murderous intent from yesterday and did not kill.
The child, like a ghost, still did not disappear. He was still huddled in the corner, staring at her fiercely. When he saw her looking at him, he did not run away. Instead, he rushed over and pressed hard on her wound when Mingyao was not prepared.
Mingyao grimaced in pain, and the influence of the formation aroused his murderous intent. He raised his foot and kicked the child out.
The child finally calmed down for a moment after feeling the pain, glanced at her with hatred, and ran away like a flash.
Mingyao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
This formation is very cunning.
After hurting the child, she would calm down for a while and give her a candy. But next time, the child would be even more excessive and harder to deal with. She would always rush out to hurt her under unexpected circumstances, provoking the murderous intent in her heart.
But if he doesn't take action, Mingyao will be forced to be a "good guy" and endure this malice.
Ah, so angry.
Mingyao looked at the wound on her forehead in the mirror with frustration. She knew it was fake, but the formation deceived her five senses. She looked at her forehead bleeding.
Mingyao couldn't help feeling a little irritated.
"Haven't you left yet?"
Behind her, Xuanxiu bent down and looked at her in the mirror.
Last night, under his repeated questioning, she finally told Xuanxiu the whole story.
Xuanxiu tried to solve the problem for her.
Under her guidance, they attacked the child, but Xuanxiu's attack was ineffective.
"Or is there some magic that can help me see through this illusion?" Mingyao tugged at Xuanxiu's hair that had fallen onto her shoulders and looked up. "This isn't going to work. It's only the third day, and I'm just going to passively take a beating like this?"
Looking at Mingyao who was staring at him pitifully, Xuanxiu's eyes dimmed slightly, and he leaned over and kissed her naturally.
"Yes, kill me."
here we go again.
Mingyao pushed him away: "You are addicted to wishing for death. I told you before that it is not a good habit to develop."
Xuanxiu tilted his head and moved closer: "Ayao, you really don't want me to die?"
"But if there is no such option now, and only if I die can Ayao go back, what choice will Ayao make?"
I really think she's not annoying enough.
"There's no such thing as if, Chu Miaomiao." Mingyao pinched his face and said unhappily, "The result now is that I can go home and you can survive."
Xuanxiu didn't say anything else.
Mingyao was still thinking about what new tricks the formation would come up with today, and did not notice his slightly strange silence.
…
In the next few days, Mingyao suffered a lot.
The formations were all old tricks, almost the same as on the first day, all designed to make Mingyao do good deeds that would result in bad consequences.
Or they might save an unforgivable person in public without knowing it and be pelted with rotten eggs by ordinary people.
Or it could be a train problem where saving one person accidentally harms a group of people.
All in all, by the seventh day, Mingyao had suffered a lot, and his reputation in the town where the formation was designed was so bad that almost everyone wanted to kill him.
From time to time, there are retaliations.
For example, getting burned by a kid on the first day.
Or maybe you get tripped by someone while walking on the road.
The omnipresent malice seemed to have cast a suffocating net over her, and the net kept tightening, forcing her to either die here or fight back.
Reason and memory are collapsing at the same time.
Can I really go back after enduring these nine days?
Under the temptation of the formation, Mingyao's mood became worse and worse, but she never liked to lose her temper, and she especially didn't want to vent her bad mood caused by the formation on Xuanxiu, so she became more and more silent.
After only staying in the formation for a few days, he looked much more haggard.
Today is a rainy day.
It's humid and hot.
Mingyao didn't want to go out at all. He stood in the yard with an umbrella.
Xuanxiu knew that she had a bad temper these days, so he always tried different ways to coax her, making some beautiful little handicrafts for her and using some magic to create some small flowers and animals to make her happy.
It is useful.
But it's very limited.
She tried to curl the corners of her lips towards Xuanxiu: "Let's go."
No matter how much you don't want to, you still have to go out and trigger the task.
The umbrella was handed to Xuanxiu. Mingyao took Xuanxiu's arm and walked slowly: "So, you knew very early that I was the man of destiny."
"Why didn't you kill me then? Did you fall in love with me at first sight?"
Mingyao tried his best to cheer himself up and make some jokes to ease the depressed atmosphere.
Xuanxiu also smiled in agreement: "Yes."
"What about Ayao? When did you start liking me?"
"I won't tell you, just guess." Mingyao narrowed his eyes, avoided the puddle under his feet, and took over the words passed by Xuanxiu.
The two walked on the street for a long time, asking and answering each other, without triggering any new movement.
I simply went back to my residence.
Anyway, the trouble cannot be avoided. Mingyao sighed. There are only two days left, and he will be able to go home in two days. He should be happy, but he feels uneasy and cannot feel happy at all.
After returning to his residence, Mingyao wanted to be alone for a while.
So I sat alone by the window and watched the rain falling outside.
The sounds of wind and rain reached her ears, making her thoughts confused, and closing her eyes was of no use.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the gate of the courtyard.
Well, trouble is here.
Mingyao sat for a long time before she lazily got up to open the door, guessing that someone was asking her for help again.
But when she pushed the door open, she was stunned.
"Lin Rui? Why are you here?"
In front of her, Lin Rui's face was pale, his whole body was soaked by the rain, and he stared at her blankly, tears of blood in his eyes. It was obviously terrifying, but in Mingyao's eyes, it was very unbearable.
When she saw Lin Rui, Mingyao remembered the countless time travelers who had died here.
Even if we don't know each other, we will still feel pain.
Mingyao didn't have time to think about how Lin Rui got into the formation, so he wanted to reach out and pull her in to shelter from the rain.
But, it was empty-handed.
Lin Rui dodged her hand and shook his head at her: "No..."
Her voice was too weak and the rain was so heavy that Mingyao couldn't hear what she said at all. He was just about to move closer to hear her clearly.
But Lin Rui gave her a faint look, and then quickly disappeared from her sight.
"Lin Rui!" Mingyao panicked and pushed the door open to chase him, but her feet felt empty. She shivered and woke up suddenly.
The rain is still falling outside.
The cold wind blew into the house. Mingyao was still sitting by the window. The door was locked and not opened.
She couldn't tell for a moment whether it was a dream or something that really happened.
The key hanging around her neck suddenly became hot. Mingyao held the key, and the thousands of eternally burning lamps that had been residing inside the key began to move strangely, as if inspired by something. One after another, they broke free from the restraints of the key, turned into a stream of light, and went straight to the cave where she and Xuanxiu were before.
This situation also attracted Xuanxiu.
"Thousands of eternal lanterns have returned to their places. The person who can make this call must be someone from the immortal mountain." Xuanxiu looked in the direction of the eternal lanterns and wanted to check it out.
Just don't wait to leave.
The gate to the courtyard was broken open unexpectedly.
The person who came was an old acquaintance.
"The traitorous immortal, and...brother." Xuanxiu curled his lips, his eyes cold, protecting Mingyao behind him.
How could they come into the formation?
This thought flashed through Mingyao's mind, and then her gaze passed through Xuan Hui and the unidentified black shadow and fell on Lin Rui behind them.
The rain was intertwined, and she could not see Lin Rui's expression clearly. She only felt that she was lifeless, just like when they first met in the ghost town.
"Tsk tsk." The black shadow beside Xuan Hui also looked at the two of them.
She looked at Xuanxiu with interest, "The power of the Immortal Lord seems to have... weakened a lot."
When entering this formation, nine-tenths of the immortal power in Xuanxiu's body had been refined by him and passed on to Mingyao.
There is only a bit of immortal power left in the body, and he still has to restrain the rebellious evil spirit in the body.
The rebellious evil spirit in his body had been weakened by eight points when Mingyao officially mastered the immortal power, so he can only barely suppress it now.
Most of this immortal power was used to suppress the rebellious evil spirits, so naturally there was very little left.
Of course, Xuanxiu could also give up the suppression, but the rebellious evil spirit had been suppressed in his divine palace for too long. If he gave up the suppression one day, it would counterattack and would probably tear his soul apart in an instant and occupy his body.
Very disgusting.
There are many ways to die in the world, and this way is too disgusting, so he doesn't want to choose it.
On the other side, the black shadow did not exchange any further greetings. In the rain, she took the initiative to attack, controlling her strength unexpectedly and striking Xuanxiu in the face.
Xuanxiu took Mingyao and jumped sideways, barely avoiding it.
It was just a fight between two masters, and the difference could be noticed in a moment, so Xuanxiu couldn't hide it at all.
After confirming that his strength was indeed greatly weakened, Xuan Hui, who was standing beside him, said nothing and slashed towards Xuan Xiu with his sword.
The moment the sword flashed, Mingyao's body froze, a beat too slow. In an effort to protect her, Xuanxiu's arm was deeply cut by the sword, and blood flowed out.
"Possessed?" Xuanxiu seemed to feel no pain. He stood up and looked at Xuanhui. Blood was still flowing from his right arm. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "I destroyed your spiritual veins, and you chose to become a demon. Chu Dianqing and Xuanqing must be very disappointed."
When Chu Dianqing died, he went to see him off as the elder of Xianshan had instructed.
The timing was wrong.
I accidentally heard Chu Dianqing's last words.
"If Miaomiao rebels against the Immortal Mountain in the future, you must kill him. Half of his immortal power will be used to restrain the evil spirits that rebel against the immortals, and the remaining half cannot be fully utilized. As long as you concentrate on your cultivation, you don't have to be afraid of him."
I can't describe how I feel, I just feel it's a little ridiculous.
The blood parasite was planted in his body, and it was not easy for Xuan Hui to control him.
He actually bothered Chu Dianqing to give him such instructions.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light became more dense, almost illuminating the courtyard under the rain.
Xuan Hui obviously hated him very much.
Xuanxiu used up his remaining immortal power to the utmost, but unfortunately swords and knives were blind, and Xuanhui's evil energy was overwhelming, so several blood marks were still left on his body.
Mingyao was extremely anxious. He cursed Xuanxiu inwardly for still being so harsh with his words at this time, while his mind was racing.
"Go to hell."
Xuan Hui pressed forward step by step, looking coldly at his so-called brother, the sword flashed brightly, and he was about to chop it down.
In a flash.
Mingyao pushed away Xuanxiu's hands that were restraining her and stood in front of him.
After counting the breaths.
Mingyao slowly opened his eyes.
In front of her, Xuan Hui was holding a sword, blood flowing from his hand, looking at her coldly.
The shadowy figure was watching the show with great interest. He walked forward, bent down and spoke to Mingyao, "Ms. Mingyao, you are really brave. Do you know that if he didn't stop in time, you would have been dead."
Mingyao ignored her.
Lin Rui had made it clear to her before that since these two people wanted to take away the immortal power in her body, they did not kill her before, but only expelled her soul. Now that her soul has entered her body, she bet that they dare not let her die.
Xuanxiu behind her held her hand tightly, as if he wanted to say something, but Mingyao glared back at him fiercely.
"Tsk tsk, what a pair of lovers who are devoted to each other through thick and thin. It makes us look like the bad guys instead." The black shadow stood up and continued to make sarcastic remarks, "But it doesn't matter. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We'll finish off this bad guy."
"Miss Mingyao, I have two choices for you. Either you watch your Immortal Lord Miaomiao die before you, or you make a deal with us and lend us your body and soul. Then Immortal Lord Miaomiao can live."
"I'll make a deal with you." Ming Yao answered without hesitation.
"They can't kill me." Xuanxiu stopped Mingyao.
Mingyao, however, held Xuanxiu's hand, his eyes showing an unprecedented seriousness. "Miaomiao, I know that because of your immortal power, you never care about life or death. I have told you many times, but you have never taken it to heart. But I want you to know——"
"I care."
After saying that, Mingyao lowered his eyes, avoiding Xuanxiu's gaze.
Xuanxiu was a man who never felt guilty about lying. His immortal energy was almost exhausted, and it was simply a pipe dream for him to be resurrected. However, he still dared to lie to her without blinking or beating his heart.
She held Xuanxiu down and looked up at the two people in front of her: "I want to make a deal with you."
Lin Rui once told them the general steps to seize the immortal power.
It won’t be done without a day or two of hard work.
She could take this opportunity to mediate with them.
"Okay." The black shadow narrowed his eyes, smiled happily, and was about to reach out to pull Mingyao up.
But he was interrupted by Xuan Hui's abrupt voice: "Are you fond of him?"
Mingyao looked at Xuanhui. He seemed to have been completely corroded by the evil spirit. His eyes were red and the devil mark was clearly visible.
"right."
Mingyao didn't understand why he asked the question, but answered without hesitation.
After a moment's silence, a hint of sarcasm appeared in Xuan Hui's eyes.
"A man of destiny never loves another."
"You are not her."
As he spoke, the sword in his hand shone brightly and slashed towards Ming Yao again.
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