Jiang Deng's eyes were slightly red and tears were flashing in his eyes.
This tearful look could soften any man in the world, but the young man in front of him named Lin Jun had a heart of stone and did not waver at all.
Helpless, Jiang Deng could only explain aloud: "I, I'm not dead. As soon as I was rescued from the cliff, I immediately rushed over to marry you. I even lost one of my shoes on the way. How could you have the heart to doubt me?"
Lin Jun pursed his lips tightly, his eyes ambiguous, as if he was trying to confirm the truthfulness of Jiang Deng's words.
Seeing that Lin Jun's attitude seemed to have softened, Jiang Deng continued to exaggerate, "Lin Lang, I don't care what happened before. Now that we are married, can we just live a good life from now on?"
"……good."
Lin Jun sighed and hugged Jiang Deng into his arms, "From now on, you will be the woman I love the most."
Jiang Deng shyly threw herself into the groom's arms, a happy smile on her face.
However, where she couldn't see, Lin Jun's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He failed last time, and he would definitely not fail again this time!
He stretched out his big hand and suddenly grabbed Jiang Deng's slender neck.
"Lin, Lin Lang, you actually still want to kill me..."
Jiang Deng began to have difficulty breathing, and his slender, affectionate willow-leaf eyes were filled with disbelief, "W-why?"
Lin Jun said with a sinister look in his eyes, "The Immortal Master said that only by severing all worldly ties and killing his wife to attain enlightenment can he follow him into the Sword Sect to cultivate immortality!"
Lin Jun tightened his five fingers tightly and looked down at Jiang Deng, "I have let you down in this life. In the next life, it will be your turn to kill me!"
At this moment, his mind was indescribably calm.
No matter how many outstanding women he meets in the future, no one can compare to Jiang Deng's position in his heart. Jiang Deng will always be the woman he loves most.
Lin Jun's eyes were firm and he used all his strength. With his many years of martial arts training, this blow was enough to break the girl's fragile cervical vertebrae!
However... before the sound of bones breaking could be heard, Lin Jun felt a cold and stinging pain blooming in his heart.
"If you want to die, why wait until the next life? Just die in this life!"
Jiang Deng slowly stood up. She changed her weak and half-dead look and pulled out the heavy sword that was stuck in Lin Jun's heart with a sneer.
Blood splattered and Lin Jun fell heavily to the ground.
He covered his bleeding chest, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Jiang Deng in disbelief.
The woman in front of him was wearing a red wedding gown, holding a dagger, and was covered in blood. She was full of murderous intent, like a female ghost crawling out of the underworld to seek revenge.
Is this still his fiancée, the kind girl who couldn't bear to step on an ant to death?
"Oh!"
Admiring Lin Jun's miserable appearance, Jiang Deng smiled complacently. She and Lin Jun had been acting for such a long time just to wait for Lin Jun to let down his guard so that she could give him the fatal blow!
"Why kill me..."
Lin Jun's weak and unwilling voice could be heard from under his feet.
He hadn't become stronger yet, and his family and country hadn't been avenged yet. He didn't want to die...
But his vitality was rapidly fading, and he only had time to ask the most confusing question in his heart: Jiang Deng obviously loved him so much, how could she bear to kill him?
Jiang Deng tilted his head, seeming to be troubled by Lin Jun's question.
"Since you can kill me, why can't I kill you back? We are all just two eyes and one nose. Who is more noble than who?"
"Why should I be killed just because you want to kill me? Why? Because you're so shameless?"
After hearing this answer, Lin Jun was so angry that he couldn't catch his breath. He coughed violently and spit out large mouthfuls of blood.
His heart was pierced, how come he wasn't dead yet?
Could it be that Lin Jun is the reincarnation of the eldest disciple?
When Jiang Deng thought of his troublesome eldest disciple, he suddenly felt murderous intent. When he was about to go forward to finish him off, an angry male voice rang in his ears.
"How dare you, vicious woman!"
A sudden green light hit Jiang Deng's body.
Jiang Deng's body retreated uncontrollably. When she realized that something was wrong, she immediately changed the stabbing move of the heavy sword in her hand to a throwing move.
The heavy light sword drew a graceful arc in the air and pierced into Lin Jun's eyebrows.
"Well!"
Lin Jun opened his eyes wide and died.
Jiang Deng stopped, suppressed the surging blood in his chest, and turned his head to look.
A man in green clothes appeared in the house out of nowhere.
He had a handsome face, an immortal air, and a long sword hanging diagonally at his waist. He was none other than Xia Chenqing, the eldest disciple of the immortal master who was temporarily staying at the mansion and the leader of the Taichu Sword Sect.
Xia Chenqing frowned slightly after glancing at Lin Jun, who was lying on the ground with his eyes open.
One of the purposes of his visit to Jiang Mansion this time was to bring this young man named Lin Jun back to the sect. If anything happened to him, he was afraid that he would not be able to explain to his master after returning.
So, he kept an eye on Lin Jun's movements. As soon as he noticed that his breath was weakening, he rushed over immediately, but he didn't expect that he was still a step too late...
Rage rose in her heart, and Xia Chenqing's aura surged. She pressed down on Jiang Deng with a powerful pressure, "You vicious woman, you have such a cruel heart that you even killed your own newlywed husband!"
When the pressure came, Jiang Deng's chaotic body was automatically activated, and the terrifying pressure was dissipated in an instant.
Jiang Deng's back remained straight. She wiped the blood from the corner of her lips and sneered, "Don't you say that to join your Sword Sect, one must renounce all love and affection? If killing one's wife is acceptable to prove one's Dao, then why not killing one's husband as well?"
A hint of admiration appeared in Xia Chenqing's eyes. If he had not noticed that there was no spiritual power fluctuation in the girl in front of him, he would not have dared to believe that a seemingly weak girl could kill Lin Jun, who was about to become a cultivator, with just the power of a mortal.
Not only that, the other party could stand like a pine tree under the pressure of his Nascent Soul Realm.
This kind of heart, courage, and unyielding nature are indeed suitable for being a sword cultivator. It's just a pity that he is a woman...
Xia Chenqing said in a deep voice: "The Feiran Spiritual Realm stipulates that women cannot practice immortal cultivation."
If it wasn't the wrong time, Jiang Deng really wanted to laugh.
Thousands of years ago, there were a lot of female cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation, enough to be on par with male cultivators. No one knows who established this stupid rule.
"Who made that rule?"
"Of course it's the Lord of the Feiran Spiritual Realm, the leader of the Paradise Cult, Murong Feiran."
Murong Feiran!
Hearing the familiar name again after a thousand years, Jiang Deng's pupils shrank subconsciously.
She tried her best to remain calm on the surface, but in fact she was extremely shocked.
Murong Feiran...her fourth disciple.
It was Murong Feiran who first proposed the request to let her be the cauldron. Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, he actually became a big boss!
I remember that among the seven disciples, Murong Feiran had the worst cultivation and qualifications. Even he could become the lord of a region, so what about the other disciples?
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