Chapter 61 Chapter 61 “No…right, no, no…”



Chapter 61 Chapter 61 “No…right, no, no…”

Xie Qi clenched the relic tightly, and a flickering light leaked out from between his fingers.

As the light rose and fell, the shadow on Yao Ning's face grew and receded. She stared at Xie Qi's hand and did not move for a long time.

There was no sound in the attic, and the breathing of the three people seemed to be clearly audible.

Du Xuandu widened his eyes and looked at Xie Qi opposite him.

Xie Qi's eyes were filled with madness.

The relics can protect the world from eternal peace. If such a huge energy is destroyed, what kind of disaster will it cause?

Nobody knows.

Because no one has ever tried it.

Du Xuandu swallowed his saliva, looked at Xie Qi in disbelief, and whispered, "Are you crazy?"

Xie Qi said: "I'm saving you."

There was a kind of madness in his eyes.

Yao Ning felt that something was wrong with Xie Qi, and it was definitely not caused by being possessed by a demon.

She clenched her fist tightly, and her palms were sweaty.

At the bottom of the dangerous building, Chen Qian looked at the flickering light on the top floor, frowned, and was about to step forward when he was stopped by an old hand.

Kong Wen's eyes widened, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He felt even more gloomy and sickly, "No...right, no, no!"

*

Under the Brahma Temple, winding groundwater flows through the deep and dark riverbed. In the darkness, a bright blue light trembles slightly as it approaches.

Those are tiny ice flowers extending all the way.

The ice flowers were like tentacles, which stopped suddenly after reaching a certain position. After a moment, they spread forward again, but became slower and lighter, as if they were afraid of startling some unknown existence.

Outside the Brahma Temple, in a deserted and secluded place, Chu Liangxiu was sitting cross-legged with her brows furrowed, as if something had consumed a lot of her energy, and a few drops of sweat appeared on the tip of her white nose, which was rare.

Most of the sects in Jiuzhou gathered at the main gate of Brahma Temple. The burning fire dragons meandered to both sides and the lights gradually dimmed.

The towering ancient trees cast dark shadows. In the dimness, someone in a light robe walked over, landed silently, and approached Chu Liangxiu as silently as a breeze.

Chu Liangxiu sat quietly with his eyes closed for who knows how long, until he suddenly realized that there was someone in front of him. A chill ran up his spine and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Meng Yaoguang folded his arms and looked at her with a smile.

Chu Liangxiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why is Senior Sister Chu here alone?"

Chu Liangxiu's spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and while calmly controlling the ice tentacles under the Brahma Temple, he replied to her: "It's quiet here."

"There was no movement inside the barrier. I thought my senior sister was asleep." Meng Yaoguang said with a smile.

Chu Liangxiu was used to keeping a blank expression and explained himself: "I didn't fall asleep, I just closed my eyes."

"Senior Sister also came to Tianshu Sect, why didn't you come to look for me?"

Chu Liangxiu didn't know how to answer, so he just said blankly, "Busy."

Meng Yaoguang chuckled: "Do you have time now?"

She took out a nine-section steel whip and said, "Since there's been no activity in the Brahma Temple for a while, why don't you, Senior Sister, fight me for a few moves?"

Just as Chu Liangxiu was about to move, all the ice tentacles suddenly stopped underground, and he felt a sense of killing.

While controlling it with her spiritual sense, she regretfully rejected Meng Yaoguang: "No."

Meng Yaoguang's smile faded. He looked at Chu Liangxiu for a long moment, then suddenly said, "I seem to sense a faint demonic energy. I don't trust anyone else here. Senior Sister, can you come and help me?"

Chu Liangxiu raised her eyes, tiny ice crystals slowly smudged across her pupils. An icy tentacle retracted, and her heart sank. "I felt it, too."

"There is no time to lose, Senior Sister, please follow me."

Chu Liangxiu was still sitting there, seemingly hesitant.

"Senior Sister?"

Chu Liangxiu said: "Junior Sister is inside..."

Meng Yaoguang said: "Chen Qian will be with her, nothing will happen."

Chu Liangxiu's icy tentacles vaguely felt that Yao Ning was the only one on the dangerous building: "But she seems to be alone."

Meng Yaoguang smiled: "Chen Qian will definitely be with Yao Ning."

"How can you be so sure?"

Meng Yaoguang stepped forward, grabbed Chu Liangxiu, and led her hand to the other side: "Senior sister, you don't understand. They are already practicing together, and their love is not as good as before."

Meng Yaoguang's face was hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly: "In such a dangerous time, Chen Qian will definitely protect her."

Chu Liangxiu thought about it and felt that what Meng Yaoguang said made sense.

The two rushed to the gate of Brahma Temple. They could hear voices in the distance and saw flickering flames.

"Isn't the evil spirit in the temple?" asked Chu Liangxiu.

Meng Yaoguang said, "There are some outside as well."

She never stopped, and Chu Liangxiu was pulled forward by her. Her eyes moved down to the hand holding her wrist.

Meng Yaoguang's hands were bigger than Yao Ning's, his fingers were as thin as scallions, and he wore a jade bracelet with a very fine water color on his wrist.

Some people's nobility can be seen just by looking at their hands.

Chu Liangxiu remembered Yao Ning's hands. In addition to the thick calluses from years of holding the sword, there were also mottled and overlapping scars, like a seal showing the way back.

A strange feeling arose in my heart.

Chu Liangxiu gently broke free from Meng Yaoguang.

Meng Yaoguang turned around in confusion, his face showing anxiety: "Senior Sister?"

Chu Liangxiu pursed his lips and asked a question that was irrelevant at the moment: "Why crown Yao Ning?"

Meng Yaoguang was in a daze for a moment before he realized that Chu Liangxiu was referring to the princess's enthronement ceremony a few days ago.

Despite the urgency of the situation, Meng Yaoguang still patiently explained to Chu Liangxiu, as if expressing some kind of tolerance that went beyond his bounds: "The Human Emperor's imperial decree can enhance your luck and will greatly benefit Yao Ning's cultivation."

"Indeed." Chu Liangxiu nodded.

"Senior Sister, let's hurry up. I don't know what the demon world's intentions are for coming here at this time. You and I must not..."

"But she is already very strong." Chu Liangxiu suddenly interrupted.

Meng Yaoguang frowned: "What?"

Chu Liangxiu said seriously, "Junior Sister is already very strong. I felt it before the enthronement ceremony, before entering the Demon Realm, and when she returned to Xuanqing Sect from Zhongze."

Meng Yaoguang forced a smile and said, "Senior Sister, now is not the time to discuss this. Please follow me first."

She reached out to grab her wrist, as if trying to hold the hand of an ignorant child.

She missed.

Chu Liangxiu raised her hand to avoid it, and Meng Yaoguang looked up and met her almost completely white pupils.

As they looked at each other, it seemed that the coldness in Chu Liangxiu's eyes was transmitted to him through the air.

His white hair reaches his ankles, his face is always expressionless, tiny ice crystals condense on his eyebrows, his eyes are dull most of the time, and all his emotions are clearly revealed in his eyes.

Very easy to understand, very simple.

This is everyone's, and also Meng Yaoguang's inherent impression of Chu Liangxiu.

But at this moment, the woman in front of him raised her hand to avoid him, and her lifeless eyes stared at him without any emotion. Meng Yaoguang suddenly realized that she had always underestimated Chu Liangxiu.

Simple people are easy to understand, but in a sense, simple people are also scary.

"I'm used to observing everyone's cultivation, even if we haven't fought each other." Chu Liangxiu's voice was dull and lifeless. "Maybe Junior Sister herself doesn't know. She was seriously injured and fell in realm. The Sect Master said her cultivation was damaged, but she has clearly become much stronger."

Meng Yaoguang didn't move, and said cautiously, "Senior Sister, you must have seen it wrong. Aning is clearly the same as before."

"Yes, my cultivation is the same as before, but my luck has changed."

"Because of the Human Emperor..."

"Before she was conferred the title of Princess," Chu Liangxiu said, "she had already changed."

"If the princess's destiny is the phantom of the golden phoenix, then what is the destiny of a mortal princess?" Chu Liangxiu took a step back. "Meng Yaoguang, why have I never seen the incarnation of your destiny?"

Meng Yaoguang straightened up and looked back at her quietly.

"Is the conferring of the title of Princess intended to enhance Yao Ning's fortune, or is it to cover up something?"

Chu Liangxiu felt that something had changed in Meng Yaoguang. His temperament? His aura?

Chu Liangxiu couldn't describe it, but the look in Meng Yaoguang's eyes when he looked at her became empty.

The two of them were within arm's reach, and neither of them made any further movements. It seemed as if Meng Yaoguang would shake his head the next moment, pat Chu Liangxiu's shoulder in amusement, and explain the doubts to her patiently and indulgently, just as before.

Or maybe both of them would attack at the same time, starting a life-and-death fight with blood flying everywhere.

Chu Liangxiu didn't understand and couldn't figure it out, but every part of his body was ready to draw the sword and pierce Meng Yaoguang's heart.

The atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.

Suddenly, a deafening explosion that pierced the clouds and split the rocks exploded in the ears of the two men.

"Bang--"

*

"Bang!"

A huge explosion resounded from the top of the dangerous building, and a vast airflow slammed down in all directions like a huge wave in the sky. Palaces and pavilions collapsed, and ancient trees broke in half and fell down with a loud bang. Smoke and dust rose into the sky, and broken stones and wood swept innocent monks outward, but were stopped by the barrier erected by the golden inscription, and exploded into countless exploding blood mists in an instant.

The scripture barrier shook for a moment, and the golden light dimmed. The shock wave, which had lost most of its power, pressed towards the gathered cultivators from various sects in Jiuzhou like a flood.

Yao Ning felt dizzy and like a floating duckweed in a torrent. His head ached violently, as if millions of evil spirits were screaming at the same time. His mind was involuntarily sinking into coma.

She wanted to catch Du Xuandu, but she could only watch helplessly as she and herself were swept away by a torrent and instantly separated by hundreds of feet.

Consciousness gradually faded, and the long-lost and vague dream fragments came back again. The sky was covered with snow, the world was silent, the two worlds were reversed, and there was an extremely dark desire...

Someone grabbed her hand, the familiar touch and warmth. Purple lightning tangled into a ball, and huge rocks and wooden beams crashed down, covering the sky and the sun.

The tightly clasped hands were separated by an irresistible force, the spherical space cracked, a ray of light leaked in, and then a heavy object came crashing down.

The world seemed to be completely silent all of a sudden, all sounds disappeared into nothingness, and then suddenly poured into my ears.

In his peripheral vision, Yao Ning saw the monks fleeing in panic, the thousand-year-old temple falling apart, and countless blood-red flowers blooming.

What did you do?

Why?

Who is it?

The sad and angry questions could not be uttered and were completely buried under the ruins.

The firelight illuminated the night, and the sky was red that night.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe ten thousand years, or maybe just the moment of fainting.

Sharp tinnitus, dizziness in the head, and shaking darkness.

A hand stretched out from the ruins and grabbed a piece of broken wood tightly, and then Yao Ning, who was buried underneath, struggled to climb up.

She staggered to her feet, exhaled a breath of hot blood, and slowly looked around.

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