Chapter 77 Chapter 77 "Things will work out when the time comes."
Biqing and Xuanyi sat together under a tree, feeling anxious.
Xu Lin had been gone for only two minutes, but it felt to the two of them as if a hundred years had passed.
Every day feels like a year, and I feel like I'm sitting on pins and needles.
Biqing couldn't help but mutter quietly, "Can he really come up with a solution? Judging from his expression, even if he did, it probably wouldn't be a good one, right?"
"It's not even half a day yet, wait a little longer."
Xuan Yi's face was calm, but he was extremely anxious in his heart.
It was just that he didn't want to show it in front of Biqing, for fear that Biqing would lose her temper and do something unexpected.
Xuan Yi always remembered how Biqing shattered the barrier at the bottom of the Wei River with one palm.
A blue light passed over the stone table and landed in front of Biqing, holding a teacup. "Drink some tea and calm your mind."
Biqing took the teacup, and a wisteria petal flew into it, disturbing her expression and causing a ripple. "I think... the two of us can't just rely on Master Xu Lin. We should think of a way ourselves."
As soon as she said it, she felt a little regretful.
Xuan Yi knew much better than himself that one cannot just sit there and wait for death.
I don't have any good ideas, so whatever I say is just nonsense.
It was still a bunch of nonsense that was of no help and would only make both Xuan Yi and her unhappy.
Bi Qing leaned against the tree trunk behind her, feeling deflated. She said listlessly, "Xuan Yi, just pretend I never said that."
"You're right," Xuan Yi said in a low voice, "but I don't have any good ideas right now, otherwise..."
He gazed at the cascading wisteria trees and sighed silently in his heart.
"There's a saying in the human world: things will work out when the time comes."
Biqing cheered herself up, straightened up and said, "Maybe we'll figure out a solution soon!"
Xuan Yi smiled warmly, "I hope so."
Over the next two days, the two pondered and finally realized that it seemed that they could only sneak into the tree in the dead of night to steal the artifact.
Although it's not very moral, but I don't want to fight Zi Teng, it seems that this is the only way...
Biqing and Xuanyi looked at each other and both shook their heads.
Biqing disdains to do such a shameless thing, but she can't just throw the matter onto Xuanyi and ask him to do it.
Biqing had been with Xuan Yi all the way, and had seen Xuan Yi's temper and character.
If you can use your hands, never use your mouth.
Xuan Yi is the leader of the wolf demon clan. If he were to do something sneaky and spread the news, it would be contrary to his status.
The two of them tacitly put the idea out of their minds.
The next day, the first ray of sunlight in the early morning broke through the thick fog in the mountain stream, passed through the top of the wisteria tree, and sprinkled on Xuan Yi's dark eyelashes.
Xuan Yi's eyelids moved slightly and slowly lifted up.
It was already morning of the fourth day.
Xuan Yi moved his heavy shoulders and found Bi Qing leaning on his shoulder, sleeping soundly.
Xuan Yi tilted his head and looked at Biqing, who was still dreaming, without any hesitation.
The curled eyelashes are curved into a gentle fan shape, the small nose is delicate and exquisite, matched with fair skin and rosy lips.
And those wet, dark pupils, even though they were tightly closed, were still deeply imprinted in Xuan Yi's mind.
Everything is just right.
Just the right amount of attraction to him.
Tenderness spread from Xuan Yi's eyes, and he raised his hand to stroke the cheek of the person beside him.
The cool and soft touch spread from his fingertips, making Xuan Yi unable to move his hand away.
As if feeling Xuan Yi's touch, Bi Qing's brows moved slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Xuan Yi took advantage of Bi Qing's still unconsciousness and retracted his hand, pretending nothing had happened.
My shoulders felt lightened, and I heard Biqing yawn beside me: "It's already the fourth day..."
Biqing stretched and asked incoherently: "Should we continue to wait? Or..."
She rubbed her sleepy eyes and said, "Shall I go and steal the things?"
"Even if we really need to steal the artifact, it should be me who does it."
Xuan Yi rolled his shoulders, relaxing his aching shoulders. "Today hasn't passed yet. I've waited three days, so a few hours won't make a difference."
Biqing did not refute. She stood up and went to the stone table to get the teacup and poured two cups of wisteria flower tea.
She and Xuan Yi had not eaten for the past few days and had been relying on drinking wisteria flower tea to survive, and they did not feel hungry at all.
And there is this inexhaustible teapot, you can drink whenever you want.
I think it was Xu Lin who was helping them secretly.
Biqing wanted to go look for Xuanyi with the teacup in hand, but it suddenly got dark beside her. Xuanyi had already stood up and followed her.
Xuan Yi naturally took the teacup from her hand, and they both drank it in one gulp.
After drinking the tea, Biqing thought to herself, "I hope the fairy will show mercy later."
Bi Qing was stunned: "Master Xu Lin?"
"Did you hear that too?" Xuan Yi asked in a low voice.
also?
Bi Qing looked down at the empty cup in her hand and cast a puzzled look at Xuan Yi: "Master Xu Lin, what... do you mean?"
Show mercy...
Could it be that...
"He wants to fight with us?" Biqing blurted out.
"Why haven't you left yet, little girl?!"
Before Biqing could figure out the meaning of this sentence, Zi Teng appeared in front of her without warning.
Xu Lin followed behind her.
Zi Teng glanced at Xuan Yi and asked, "Which tribe of immortals are you from? Why don't you introduce yourself to me when you see me?"
Xuan Yi opened his thin lips slightly, but saw Xu Lin shaking his head gently at him.
Xuan Yi was dismissive and didn't answer Zi Teng's words.
She didn't realize she was a demon, which saved her a lot of trouble.
Xuan Yi sincerely thanked Xu Lin for hiding his aura.
"Disrespectful person." Zi Teng spat out four words in dissatisfaction.
Xuan Yi didn't respond, and Zi Teng didn't ask any further questions. He ordered them to leave, "Why don't you leave now? Without the Emperor's order, even if you stay here for a thousand years, I won't lend you anything."
Biqing pursed her lips and said, "Wisteria Flower God, this thing..."
"Biqing."
Xuan Yi interrupted her, "You are talking to her rationally, but it's like playing the lute to a cow."
A long sword appeared beside Xuan Yi. He grasped the hilt and stabbed the purple vine without saying a word.
Xu Lin was one step ahead of Zi Teng and swung his sword to block Xuan Yi's attack.
Out of sight of Zi Teng, he gave Xuan Yi a meaningful look. "Sir, my wife and I are acting on orders regarding the artifact. We are all of the same clan, so why would we draw swords against each other?"
Xuan Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and in just a moment, he understood Xu Lin's intention.
"I hate it most when people try to reason with me."
Xuan Yi exerted a little more force on his hand, pushing Xu Lin back half a step. He lowered his voice and said, "Is it necessary to take action?"
The force on his wrist gradually increased. Xu Lin smiled slightly and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Catch me later and ask my wife to exchange flowers for you."
Without waiting for Xuan Yi to think about it, Xu Lin distanced himself from him and landed back next to Zi Teng.
Xuan Yi naturally returned to Biqing's side. Seeing Xu Lin coming towards him, he didn't have time to explain to Biqing. He quickly said, "Give me the hydrangea." Then he started fighting with Xu Lin.
Fearing that Xuan Yi would suffer, Bi Qing quietly injected some spiritual power into it when she took off the hydrangea.
Sensing her master's worry, Xiuqiu flew in front of Xuan Yi for a moment, helping Xuan Yi to interfere with Xu Lin.
While Xu Lin was dodging Xuan Yi, he also had to guard against Xiuqiu's sneak attack.
When Xu Lin was close to Xuan Yi, he whispered, "Master Xuan Yi, Miss Biqing is too worried about you!"
"Watch out behind you." Xuan Yi reminded.
Xu Lin was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: he had to dodge the attack from the person in front of him, and also dodge the hydrangea behind him.
Just think of it as stretching your muscles.
When the two men first started fighting, Xuan Yi and Xu Lin were evenly matched and it was difficult to tell who was better.
Xiuqiu's intervention caused Xu Lin to gradually fall into a disadvantage, and his clothes were almost torn by Xuan Yi several times.
Fortunately, Xu Lin reacted in time and was not injured by Xuan Yi.
Biqing realized that Xu Lin and Xuan Yi were acting, and she was grateful from the bottom of her heart for Xu Lin's willingness to help.
That’s the method…
Biqing really can't say anything good about it.
Looking at the two people fighting fiercely, Biqing couldn't help but worry for them.
Without warning, a murderous aura appeared beside her, and a spiritual power wrapped in anger hit her directly.
Bi Qing secretly cried out in alarm and opened a barrier to block the sword energy that was attacking her.
A purple light flashed before Biqing's eyes. Biqing's heart skipped a beat. She summoned her sword and caught up with Zither and swung the sword at Zither.
Zi Teng was obsessed with her husband. Seeing that Xu Lin was at a disadvantage, she was afraid that Biqing would go forward to help Xuan Yi bully Xu Lin. She wanted to trap Biqing in the barrier to rescue her husband.
A chill ran down his spine. Zi Teng sneered and dodged the incoming sword energy: "You think you can hurt me with this little spiritual power?"
"This little bit of spiritual power is enough to deal with you!"
Biqing landed in front of Ziteng, blocking her path. "You are so pedantic and dull! You are not worthy of Master Xu Lin at all!"
Biqing's words infuriated Zi Teng. She laughed in anger, "You little girl, you've only lived for a few hundred years, and you dare to criticize me!"
Bi Qing said seriously, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I've lived for 1,700 years." She smiled, "I'm much younger than you!"
As the last sentence left his mouth, Zi Teng's face turned red and white. He summoned a purple long sword and stabbed it at Bi Qing: "You and that man are really a perfect match!"
It was the first time that Biqing had seen a face that could change color. She added fuel to the fire and echoed, "Thank you, Purple Vine Flower God, for praising Xuan Yi and me!" Seeing the purple vine attacking her with murderous intent, she transformed into a green light and dodged nimbly.
Facing the relentless pursuit of Zi Teng, Bi Qing, having achieved her goal, prayed secretly, hoping that Xuan Yi would resolve the problem as soon as possible.
Angry women are the scariest. Just think about your aunt.
Zi Teng's cultivation and spiritual power are far superior to Bi Qing's. It is not difficult for Bi Qing to delay for a while and buy time for Xuan Yi.
Zi Teng was no fool, she soon discovered that Bi Qing was deliberately trying to provoke her.
Zi Teng, who had reacted, sneered and stopped fighting with Bi Qing. He flew past her shoulder, with the tip of his sword pointing directly at Xuan Yi's back.
Biqing was shocked. She didn't expect Ziteng to react so quickly. She shouted, "God-killing is a serious crime!"
Zi Teng is so law-abiding that she certainly wouldn't have the courage to violate the rules of heaven.
As expected, Zi Teng's hand holding the sword paused for a moment.
At this moment, Xu Lin's sword was picked up by Xuan Yi with a "clang" sound, and green spiritual power bloomed from the hydrangea.
One after another, spiritual power turned into ropes, binding Xu Lin's hands and feet and controlling his movements.
"Husband!"
Zi Teng's pupils suddenly shrank, she glared at Bi Qing fiercely, turned the tip of her sword and slashed at her neck.
Biqing met her eyes filled with murderous intent and landed beside Xuan Yi without hesitation to save her own life.
Zi Teng's steps to catch up came to an abrupt halt, and she cried out in a lost voice, "Don't hurt my husband!"
"Oh."
Xuan Yi raised his sword to Xu Lin's neck and raised the corner of his mouth provocatively: "His life or the artifact, you can only choose one."
"Let my husband go!" Zi Teng frowned and repeated while standing in place.
Xuan Yi stared at her silently, his grip on the sword slowly increasing.
A drop of blood slid down Xu Lin's neck, which was shocking.
Zi Teng's breathing stagnated, and her eyes were like poisoned daggers, wishing she could tear Xuan Yi into pieces in the next moment.
"Do you want him or the artifact?" Xuan Yi asked again.
Zi Teng's hand holding the long sword made a "clucking" sound. She looked into Xu Lin's sad eyes and slowly loosened her clenched hands.
The long sword fell from the sky and landed on the ground covered with wisteria petals, stirring up countless petals.
Zi Teng gave a bitter smile and said, "I'll give it to you."
Xuan Yi stared at Zi Teng without changing his expression. He heard her continue, "But—"
"I want you to come with me to get it."
Zi Teng said word by word: "Only you."
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