69 Just for someone who can never get him, he showed mercy to him...

However, Ji Chen didn't care much about this.

He always felt that the gaze of the ghost pupil looking at him was filled with inexplicable emotions.

It was hatred, he had never hated himself.

The hatred was still long-lasting, like a seed watered by darkness, from taking root to sprouting, and then growing into a towering tree.

In order not to affect Fu Changgeng, Ji Chen turned around and whispered to Fu Changgeng: "This disciple of Wuji Sect was my former disciple. We have something to talk about. You go somewhere else first."

Although Fu Changgeng was surprised, he didn't say anything in the end, and he got up and walked away silently.

After Fu Changgeng walked away, Ji Chen smiled and raised his eyes again. There was a light in his eyes like the surging waves, and then he calmed down in an instant.

"It's only been a few days since we last met, and you miss your master so soon?"

Ghost Eyes slashed across with a mocking look, as sharp as a blade, and said word by word: "Master, I miss your appearance so much. It feels like a long time since I last

saw you for a day." "So you don't hesitate to wear the sword sect uniform that you hate the most, just to see me?"

"Of course not to see you." Ghost Eyes put one hand on the tree trunk, leaned over slightly, and stared at Ji Chen, "It's because of... your sword."

"Sword?!"

Ji Chen didn't expect this answer. Wasn't he here to attack him?

"So that's it... heh." Ji Chen smiled faintly, "The dignified Demon Lord, the young master of the ghost clan, also wants my sword?"

Gui Tong did not answer.

His palm left the tree trunk and fell vertically, trying to touch Ji Chen's face, but Ji Chen dodged it swiftly.

From this simple action, Gui Tong could see Ji Chen's disgust towards him.

He was slightly distracted, and his hand froze in mid-air.

Could it be that all the previous compromises, even deceptions, were all fake?

Gui Tong thought of Ji Chen's back in the secret realm, the one who left without hesitation.

In an instant, a sharp pain as if a heavy hammer hit his chest suddenly exploded in his heart.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was tightly strangling his heart, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Whenever he recalled it, this suffocating pain would come to him like a surging tide, wave after wave.

The pain completely enveloped and swept him.

Every impact of the pain seemed to pull his soul out of his body.

But even though it was more painful than before, Ghost Eyes, contrary to his usual behavior, did not force it.

His hand froze for only a moment, and then he quickly retracted it.

But he still couldn't stop his tortured heart from wanting to find out everything.

"You said... you would compensate me."

There was a slight tremor in the hoarse and low voice.

Ji Chen didn't hear the extreme patience of Gui Tong at all, and his face was full of confusion: "What compensation?"

"You promised me in the secret realm before! Why did you go back on your word!!!"

Gui Tong still didn't give up, and even turned all the pretended calmness into hysteria.

"I promised you... what?" Ji Chen really didn't understand what he was saying.

Gui Tong couldn't see any guilt from Ji Chen's expression.

It turned out to be a fake, right?

"So... do you still recognize the identity of the Demon Lord's Concubine?"

"No."

Ji Chen answered these two words decisively.

At this point, Gui Tong really gave up completely. From

the beginning to the end, Ji Chen only hated himself and deceived himself by treating him as a fool.

He didn't want to be trapped in the pain anymore and let himself sink deeper and deeper.

Just for someone he could never have, to show mercy to him...

it's not worth it.

Guitong suppressed his last hysteria.

He straightened up again, looking down at Ji Chen's face with eyes without any emotion.

Originally, he didn't come here for the sword at all.

He just wanted Ji Chen to have an explanation.

Even if Ji Chen was still deceiving him, he could still give Ji Chen another chance.

But since Ji Chen said so...

it turns out that wishful thinking is just wishful thinking after all.

Guitong's mouth suddenly raised slightly, but without any warmth, and the indifference in his deep eyes was more solemn than ever.

"What a pity, you wasted your last chance."

"I will let you see with your own eyes that your favorite eldest disciple, and... all the disciples of the Sword Sect, are buried here."

Ji Chen was unmoved after hearing this, thinking that the other party was just talking nonsense. He

even retorted: "Ghost Eye, this is a holy place. Let's not talk about how you got in, but even if you can get in, none of your subordinates and your ghost army can get in."

"Could it be that you really think that you can kill Xue Wuxi, the heads of the other five major immortal sects, many immortal sect elders, and hundreds of senior disciples by yourself?"

Ghost Eye still smiled contemptuously, mockingly, with a smile lurking in his eyes.

"We'll see."

"It won't be long before you will be willing to kneel at my feet."

Ji Chen also wanted to say "we'll see" to him.

But he didn't like to say harsh words, so he just kept silent.

He thought that Gui Tong would leave after saying the harsh words, or attack him.

But after waiting for a while, he found that Gui Tong didn't make any moves, and couldn't help asking him: "Do you have anything else to say?" Gui Tong

didn't answer, but moved closer to Ji Chen and sat in the seat where Fu Changgeng had just sat.

Ji Chen looked at him sideways, not knowing what he was going to do next.

But since the other party didn't affect his drinking, Ji Chen simply didn't ask.

He continued to drink his wine, as if the "clingy spirit" beside him didn't exist.

Clingy spirit?

Ji Chen didn't know why this word popped up in his mind to describe Gui Tong.

Obviously, the last time he captured him and brought him back to the demon world, he always disappeared suddenly and didn't stick to him at all.

Now he has returned to his original nature.

Because Gui Tong has had this problem of being clingy since he was a child, he is more attached to him than the two disciples.

No matter what he does, he will stand by, holding his little head and watching foolishly, with an expression that he is worried that he will die suddenly.

Ji Chen suddenly became a little confused.

He found that... at this moment he didn't hate Gui Tong so much.

And the mission has been completed, there is no need for him to continue to be stiff with Gui Tong.

How about softening your temper and trying to appease him?

But just when he thought of this, he felt a force coming from nowhere, which made his thoughts go blank.

The idea of ​​saying something nice to appease Ghost Eye just now disappeared in an instant.

There was a voice in his heart saying: He hates you so much, and even insults you in every way, why do you still want to be servile to him? Even forgive him? !

You never owe him!

He owes you!

Ji Chen has been drinking silently, and the voice in his mind lingers for a long time and cannot be dispelled.

The rain is getting heavier.

Those senior disciples who are still waiting in front of the door have already put up a rain barrier, but Ji Chen has no spiritual power, so he can't do it.

Seeing that the tree could no longer stop the rain, Ji Chen decided to go down the mountain and find an inn to rest.

Since he had already been found by Gui Tong, he didn't want to take action now. Why should he stay in the mountains and suffer?

It would be better to find a bed to have a good sleep and drink some wine tomorrow.

Ji Chen did what he thought. He immediately got up and walked down the mountain. Gui Tong didn't follow him