My fiancé is alive
While Jin Huang was dealing with the situation, Yan Zhu released his spiritual sense and searched everywhere, but everywhere he looked was pitch black. It was obvious that something was blocking his spiritual sense from sensing and spying.
Yan Zhu then used a hand gesture hidden in her sleeves to quickly set up a soul-soothing formation. Eventually, she discovered something unusual in a certain place. That location was...
opposite!
And in front of him, the old man's face gradually became impatient: "Get out!"
"I promise to leave as soon as I find the cat and never linger. How about that?"
Jinhuang, unaware of the situation, was still trying to deal with it in a friendly manner. Just as she took a step inside, she was stopped by the old man. The old man showed a vicious look and raised his hand to attack Jinhuang.
Yan Zhu's eyes suddenly turned cold, a black light emerged, and he raised his wrist to summon a black silk ribbon, which rushed directly towards the white-haired old man opposite him, dispersing the turbid energy that the latter had just gathered in his palm. At the same time, he smashed himself into the heavy wall, which shattered into pieces and a large hole was broken...
The old man vomited a mouthful of black blood!
"boom!"
The huge explosion attracted Xuanyuan Lang's attention, and the will to survive burst out in his eyes.
Doesn't he have to die? Who came to save him?
He suddenly raised his eyes and looked through the gap in the wall. He saw a face comparable to that of a celestial being. In his eyes, Yan Zhu was like the glowing Lady of the Nine Heavens...
Xuanyuan Lang's eyes suddenly filled with tears...
The gods came to save him...
Yan Zhu's gaze slid from the tied Xuanyuan Lang to the surroundings. He saw a black pool opposite the wall and a platform made of various wooden stakes. In the center of the black pool was Xuanyuan Lang. He was in a strange magic circle, and the five people who activated the formation were wearing identical fang masks.
The man in the lead held a dagger in his hand, and the edge of the dagger was quenched with a black liquid... The target was Xuanyuan Lang's spiritual spring.
The flying dust cleared, and the old man shouted towards the black pool, "Quickly get the spiritual spring! I'll stop them."
After Jin Huang saw the situation clearly, he quickly stopped the old man and said, "Leave it to me. You go save that stupid boy."
Yan Zhu nodded, and drove the black silk with the force of breaking through the air, leaping through the gap in the wall. The old man who tried to block her halfway was entangled by Jin Huang and could not move his hands away.
"I'm being so polite to you, do you really think you're an elder?"
When the sharp and strange black lacquer dagger was about to pierce Xuanyuan Lang's body, it was shattered far away by the black silk with a "clang" sound.
"fragrant……"
The end of the black silk hooked around Xuanyuan Lang's waist, frightening him so much that he dared not move, tears silently streaming down his handsome face.
Yan Zhu was speechless for a moment, but she couldn't distract herself to care about Xuanyuan Lang, because the five green-faced, fang-masked men on the field could actually control the turbid air to attack, which was rare.
Yan Zhu stepped back and stood in front of Xuanyuan Lang. At the same time, she carefully observed the masked man and found that the other party's spiritual spring had already merged with the turbid air. Did the man in white robe succeed?
From outside came the old man's roar, "Set up the Five Evil Formation! No one will escape today."
After saying this, the masked man took a step back and stood at one of the five corners in the center of the black pool. He opened and closed his mouth mechanically and recited words like a fly or a mosquito, with strange and stiff movements.
This reminded Yan Zhu of the puppet from Taoju Lei Jie.
Formation?
While Yan Zhu was untying Xuanyuan Lang, she caught a glimpse of wisps of foul air gradually rising from the surface of the pond, covering the sky like a spider web and spreading towards Yan Zhu and the other person, like catching fish in a net.
Xuanyuan Lang hurriedly grabbed Yan Zhu's hand, but suddenly felt that it was against etiquette, so he retracted his hand and hurriedly chased them away with tears and snot: "Their target is me, Miss Yan Zhu, please leave quickly! Leave me alone!"
"Waste your tears." Yan Zhu looked at Xuanyuan Lang, and their eyes met. The latter was obviously stunned.
"You...your eyes..." Xuanyuan Lang's lips trembled and his words were incomplete.
Yan Zhu curved her eyebrows and didn't care about Xuanyuan Lang's fear.
Not to mention the people in the human world, even the people in the divine world were frightened when they saw the second form and regarded her as a female devil.
"If you're scared, then stay away from me from now on." Yan Zhu looked indifferent and didn't care about Xuanyuan Lang's fear.
"No! I was just surprised that someone could display the black light so uninhibitedly and frivolously. I was distracted for a moment! Miss Yanzhu... is the most special woman I have ever met."
Xuanyuan Lang's pair of mischievous eyes were filled with fragmented light and were very bright.
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhu paused in raising his hand to resist the Five Evils Formation. The dense net filled with foul air was about to fall on the two of them when it was broken by a powerful demonic force. At the same time, the masked man vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"Who allowed you to touch her?" A familiar voice came from outside. Yan Zhu couldn't help but squint her eyes and look in the direction of the person coming.
The uncontrolled turbid air here returned to the black pool on its own.
This is……
Wujiu's alarm bells rang loudly in his sea of consciousness: Ah, this is... Zhong Ziye? Why... has he changed?
Jinhuang looked solemn, sensing that the demonic aura of the man walking towards Yanzhu in the distance was too strong, so he left the old man tied up in a sack behind, and quickly came to the center of the black pool, watching the newcomer vigilantly from the side.
Yan Zhu looked up at the man who was only one step away from her. She thought that if they met again, she would send him off like a dagger in a broken mirror, but at this moment her heart was as calm as water, without any ripples.
At the same time, she noticed that Zhong Ziye at this moment was definitely not the man without any cultivation in the past.
Yan Zhu noticed the masked man who was about to launch a sneak attack out of the corner of her eye. Zhong Li Ye followed the woman's gaze, raised his eyebrows, and just moved his fingers slightly. The red rope on his wrist turned into thin red threads that pierced into Wu Ren's eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, all life was gone and he turned into powder.
"You should be thankful that I gave you a pleasant and useless gift in front of her today."
The man's voice was cold and ruthless, and he didn't take anything seriously.
Zhongli Ye then looked at Yan Zhu and immediately suppressed his arrogant and indifferent attitude. His thin lips moved, and he finally spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "Azhu... I'm back."
After not seeing her for many years, she not only achieved a breakthrough in her spiritual cultivation and reached the level of a True Lord, but her appearance also became even more charming...
After saying that, Yan Zhu's face darkened: "Shut up, you were the one who called me Ah Zhu."
The woman formed a sword out of the muddy water in one hand and pointed it at the person opposite her: "You are not Zhong Ziye, who are you?"
Jin Huang sensed the presence of a powerful demon and immediately stood beside Yan Zhu, her expression wary and a bit like watching the show. "Hey? Are you the unfaithful man who hooked up with the demon princess?"
Zhongli Ye's expression froze, and he stared at Yan Zhu intently: "So in Ah Zhu's mind, I'm a heartless man... No problem, let's get to know each other again."
Zhongli Ye slowly approached Yan Zhu, not allowing her to retreat: "I am Zhongli Ye, the orthodox Zhongli clan of the demon world, the current demon king."
Yan Zhu was displeased, with a look of rejection in her eyes: "Stop!"
Zhongli Ye seemed not to hear.
Just as Yan Zhu was about to raise his hand to hit someone, he saw another person standing in front of him.
It’s Xuanyuan Lang.
"She told you not to get close. How come you didn't understand? You're a grown man... keep a safe distance from girls."
Xuanyuan Lang was stuttering and speaking incoherently, and it was obvious that he was afraid.
Jin Huang, who was watching the show from the side, said: "This Xuanyuan Lang seems timid and fearful, but he is also very courageous when things happen. Also, the man who Yan Zhu almost married back then is actually a descendant of the Zhongli clan and the current Demon King."
Quite interesting.
Zhongli Ye's gaze slowly fell on Xuanyuan Lang's face: "Me? I'm her fiancé, who are you?"
"Ah?" Xuanyuan Lang was completely confused and turned to ask Yanzhu for confirmation. Didn't Miss Jinhuang say that she was not married yet?
Yan Zhu's forehead twitched fiercely: "No, I don't know any demon king."
After she finished speaking, she handed a round, white bead to Xuanyuan Lang and pushed him to Jinhuang's side. "Hold it and don't lose it. Also, this place is dangerous, don't run around."
Xuanyuan Lang's small body is a delicious delicacy in the eyes of the turbid air in the black pool.
Jin Huang glanced at the bead and said, "Hold it well. It will protect you from being troubled by foul air."
Then, when Zhong Liye was very close to her, Yan Zhu slapped him, and finger marks instantly appeared on the man's face. "Go away or do you want me to chase you away?"
After Yan Zhu slapped the man, she was stunned. Why didn't this man dodge? But since she had already slapped him, she didn't feel guilty.
"If this slap can help you vent your anger, then that's fine."
The woman's disgusted attitude did not make Zhong Li Ye retreat. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his pair of mischievous eyes were full of affection. "It was wrong for me to leave you, but there is a misunderstanding. Listen to me."
Hatred appeared in Yan Zhu's eyes, and the black light suddenly deepened. When he squinted his eyes, the turbidity turned into a dagger. With a flip of his wrist, he stabbed straight into the opponent's chest, just as ruthlessly as he had shown in the broken mirror that day.
What misunderstanding could there be?
Zhongli Ye lay motionless until the dagger pierced his chest and foul air seeped into his body, turning a large area red. Only then did he realize that Yan Zhu had truly let go of the past and even hated him. The affection on the man's face faded slightly, and his voice was filled with disbelief.
"You want to kill me?"
"You just discovered that?"
The man's expression suddenly turned gloomy. He grabbed Yan Zhu's wrist with an incredibly fast speed and held on tightly. Like a madman, he even pushed Yan Zhu's hand to stab deeper.
Zhongli Ye snorted fiercely, "...But I have my reasons too! A slap, a dagger, if...this can calm you down...but you can't just pretend it's nothing!"
"lay down?"
Yan Zhu scoffed, rubbing salt into the wound without a second thought: "I've already forgotten it. You're not worthy of me remembering you."
Seeing that the person in front of him was so soft and unwilling to eat, Zhongli Ye paused and said quietly: "Don't you want to know how A Niang died?"
Yan Zhu's eyes flashed with coldness, and she shot at Zhong Li Ye: "What do you mean?"
A'niang died of old age, but it was obvious that Zhongli Ye had more to say.
Zhong Li Ye: "Come with me to a place, and you will understand everything. Also, I know you are looking for the person behind the scenes, and I will tell you that too."
"You villain! You actually broke your promise!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired old man who was twisted on the ground outside the cave shouted angrily and began to sow discord: "I might as well tell you that it was this man who gave Xuanyuan Lang the clues that helped us catch him!"
Jin Huang and Yan Zhu were surprised. For a moment, they didn't know whether they were surprised that Zhong Li Ye was actually cooperating with them behind the scenes, or that Zhong Li Ye was actually turning against them.
Zhongli Ye glanced at Xuanyuan Lang and openly admitted his actions: "Who made him have such thoughts? Do you think you can hurt Ah Zhu? You are also useless. This pretty boy is still jumping around for such a long time. If it were my men, they would have been thrown into the Abyss to feed the monsters long ago."
"I'm in a good mood today after meeting Ah Zhu again. Besides, I won't kill you in front of Ah Zhu. Stay away from her from now on."
Having his thoughts exposed, Xuanyuan Lang, who was not far away, suddenly blushed.
Yan Zhu suddenly felt guilty. She thought Lingquan Chunchun was responsible for Xuanyuan Lang's misfortune, but she didn't expect it was because of her.
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