Chapter 88 Chapter 88 Let's Part Amicably
As he spoke, he stepped forward and led the way for her.
Moonlight slanted into the corridor from the side, sprinkling half of the young man's shoulder. He walked between the light and shadow with a lantern, standing tall and slender, and walking with a jade sword in the night.
Jiang Zhaoxue felt the sword intent carrying his spiritual power enveloping her whole body, but she also knew clearly that only she was aware of this omnipresent aura.
Just like this person's love and loyalty, it always happens in the dark night. It is so strong that it almost drowns people when it is out of control, but it is difficult for others to see.
She stared blankly at the young man in front of her, silent.
Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Anan couldn't help but ask, "Master?"
This call suddenly woke Jiang Zhaoxue up, and he realized that he was distracted.
She quickly collected herself, suppressed the strange feeling that was aroused, and hurried to follow.
Pei Zichen walked in front and looked back at Jiang Zhaoxue who was following him, with a slight smile on his lips.
Seeing this, Yuan Luo couldn't help but say, "Master, you're still laughing? The mistress is about to go find Shen Yuqing. If you don't explain clearly, what if she and Shen Yuqing reconcile after meeting each other later?"
"It's clear now."
Pei Zichen spoke softly.
Yuan Luo was bewildered: "Huh?"
Pei Zichen looked towards the courtyard ahead, sensing the annoyance of the people behind him at his recent loss of composure. He said gently, "She's always known what the Lady is going to do."
The two of them walked to the guest house, one in front and one behind. As soon as they entered the yard, they heard two rows of maids standing there and voices coming from inside.
Pei Zichen paused, turned around and looked at Jiang Zhaoxue, then thought about it and stepped back, letting Jiang Zhaoxue go forward.
Jiang Zhaoxue sorted out her thoughts and strode in. As soon as she entered the courtyard, the maids knelt down one by one to pay their respects, as if they had been waiting for a long time.
Jiang Zhaoxue ran straight to the room where the voices came from. As she approached, she heard an old man giving instructions. His tone was neither hurried nor hurried, and he said calmly, "The girl's external injuries are not serious. She's just too weak. Follow the prescription to replenish her qi and blood. She'll be fine after a few days of rest."
"Oh," Jiang Zhaoxue replied casually upon hearing this. She came to the door and said with a smile, "It seems that Jinyue is almost well now?"
As soon as these words were spoken, most people in the room looked over.
Jiang Zhaoxue stood at the door and looked around, and found that there were only four people in the room.
Shen Yuqing sat at the first chair in the row on the left, Mu Jinyue sat next to Shen Yuqing with a pale face, and a white-haired old man sat next to Mu Jinyue, packing his bags with the medicine boy, obviously having finished his medical consultation.
They were startled by Jiang Zhaoxue's voice. Everyone except Shen Yuqing looked up. Seeing that it was Jiang Zhaoxue, Mu Jinyue was the first to react and quickly stood up and saluted: "Master's Wife."
"You're injured, no need to be so polite." Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue walked forward, pulled Mu Jinyue up, and asked with concern, "Are you feeling better now?"
These words made Mu Jinyue stiffen and feel a little uneasy.
The injuries on her body were caused by Jiang Zhaoxue, and the reason why Jiang Zhaoxue attacked her was because she tried to assassinate Jiang Zhaoxue. No matter from which angle, Jiang Zhaoxue should not be so kind at this moment.
But Jiang Zhaoxue was smiling, and she couldn't do anything but whisper, "Disciple is fine."
"Being injured in the Mizhen Illusion Formation, even though it's an illusion, will damage your soul. Don't be careless." Jiang Zhaoxue patiently instructed, patting the back of Mu Jinyue's hand and saying gently, "My stab was too deep. You need to rest more."
These words left Mu Jinyue completely stunned, and she didn't know how to respond for a moment.
The doctor next to him looked around, stood up tactfully, greeted Jiang Zhaoxue and Shen Yuqing, and left with the medicine boy.
After the doctor left, the four of them were the only ones left in the room. Seeing that Mu Jinyue hadn't answered for a long time, Jiang Zhaoxue smiled and said, "Why haven't you said a word? Haven't you figured out a reason to kill me?"
"Master's Wife!" Upon hearing this, Mu Jinyue reacted instantly, knelt hurriedly on the ground, and said anxiously: "Master's Wife, I am in the Mizhen Illusion Formation and am affected by the formation. I have no intention of hurting you..."
"No, no, no," Jiang Zhaoxue found a chair next to Shen Yuqing and sat down, shaking his fingers as if instructing an elder. "The Mizhen Illusion Formation is meant to evoke thoughts in you. If you don't have any thoughts, it won't evoke them. Why do you want to kill me? You need to think carefully about it."
These words made Mu Jinyue's face turn pale, and she glanced cautiously at Shen Yuqing beside her.
Shen Yuqing just sat there quietly without saying a word.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked around, sat on the chair, leaned slightly towards Shen Yuqing, and knocked on the armrest of the chair and said, "Master Shen, this is your disciple. Even if I am not your wife, I am still the Queen of Penglai. She attacked me, so there should be some explanation, right?"
"When were you not my wife?"
Shen Yuqing spoke in a hoarse voice, but this is what he said.
He seemed to have been silent for a long time, and when he suddenly spoke, his voice was a little hoarse and sounded extremely unnatural.
Pei Zichen beside him raised his eyes. Jiang Zhaoxue paused for a moment, thinking for a moment. She chuckled, sat up straight, straightened her clothes, and said to Pei Zichen in a natural way, "Zichen, your junior sister's injuries haven't healed yet. Please take her to find another room. I have something to say to your master."
"yes."
Pei Zichen spoke immediately. Mu Jinyue was anxious when she heard his voice. She looked at Shen Yuqing and said anxiously, "Master, you... um!"
Before she could finish her words, her voice abruptly stopped and she was completely unable to speak.
Mu Jinyue turned around in shock, and saw Pei Zichen lowering his eyes, making a "please" gesture, and said calmly: "Junior sister, let's go."
His tone was polite and showed no emotion, but Mu Jinyue clearly felt an invisible pressure coming down on her. She pursed her lips and stared at Pei Zichen, breathing rapidly.
Pei Zichen glanced over: "Junior sister?"
"Get out."
Shen Yuqing finally spoke. Mu Jinyue turned around and looked at Shen Yuqing. After thinking for a moment, she knew that she would get no good by staying here, so she simply stood up, bowed, and rushed out of the room.
After she left, Pei Zichen slowly bowed to Jiang Zhaoxue and Shen Yuqing, and secretly glanced at Jiang Zhaoxue. Jiang Zhaoxue shook her fan and nodded. Pei Zichen then walked out of the door and closed it.
As soon as the door closed, Pei Zichen's expression suddenly turned cold and he strode out of the yard.
As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, Pei Zichen heard the sound of someone struggling not far away. He followed the sound and saw Mu Jinyue being pressed to the ground by Ye Tianjiao and Qian Sisi. She was struggling hard with an unwilling look on her face.
Seeing Pei Zichen coming over, Ye Tianjiao hurriedly said, "She tried to run away as soon as she came out, but we held her down!"
Pei Zichen lowered his gaze upon hearing this and saw Mu Jinyue kneeling on the ground. Mu Jinyue looked up angrily, her eyes very anxious, as if she wanted to say something.
Pei Zichen glanced at her and said calmly, "Let's go."
With that, Pei Zichen took the lead and walked forward. Ye Tianjiao and Qian Sisi held down Mu Jinyue, pulled her up, and followed Pei Zichen. Ye Tianjiao showed Pei Zichen the way from behind, "Go forward. Big Brother will be waiting for us in the lobby."
Pei Zichen responded and led Mu Jinyue out. When they reached the lobby, Ye Wenzhi saw them and hurried forward to greet them. He said to Pei Zichen, "Little Taoist Pei, this way."
Pei Zichen nodded and followed Ye Wenzhi, walking towards the garden at the other end of the lobby. When they reached the rockery, Ye Wenzhi opened the mechanism and led everyone down.
Seeing this, Mu Jinyue frowned and realized something was wrong. She stopped struggling and instead looked around vigilantly.
Beneath the rockery was a long staircase. Walking down the stairs to the back, they saw a door covered in talismans. Ye Wenzhi pushed it open, revealing a densely packed hidden formation. The spiritual power flowing through this formation was extremely strong. Pei Zichen was a little puzzled: "Master Ye, where is this?"
"This is the Tianji Academy's formation," Ye Wenzhi turned around and looked at Pei Zichen, explaining carefully, "The most important thing about settling Miss Mu is to prevent Immortal Master Shen from coming to snatch her away. Immortal Master Shen has a high level of cultivation, and only by using this formation can he have a chance of concealing his true identity."
"Lord Ye is very thoughtful."
Pei Zichen nodded, thinking of Mu Jinyue's Nine Netherworld Realm technique, and he added, "However, my junior sister has some unorthodox ways of escaping. I'd better allow me to set up another magic circle for her, just in case."
"That couldn't be better." Ye Wenzhi smiled, glanced at Mu Jinyue beside him, and after understanding the implication of Pei Zichen's words, he took a step back, opened the door, raised his hand and made a 'please' gesture, saying, "Then Pei Xiaodaojun, please go into the house and set up the formation. We will wait outside."
"Thank you very much."
Pei Zichen raised his hand in greeting, then looked at Mu Jinyue and said calmly, "Go in."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and Mu Jinyue flew into the air and slammed into the room!
Mu Jinyue landed heavily on the ground, but immediately stood up as if nothing had happened. She saw the door closed and Pei Zichen standing nearby, his sword array wide open, surrounding Mu Jinyue. Seeing no one around, Mu Jinyue simply used the Nine Netherworld Realm technique to break through Pei Zichen's silencing spell. Holding her breath, she asked cautiously, "Brother, what do you want to do?"
Pei Zichen remained silent, pouring his spiritual power into the rune in his hand. Mu Jinyue frowned as she looked at the magical light in Pei Zichen's hand. "Mandarin Duck Rope? You want to use me to deal with Shen Yuqing? Senior Brother, if Master's Wife is confused, are you also confused?! If Master's Wife wants to save people, that means changing history. She will bear the consequences, and she might even die, don't you know?"
"I believe in Master's Wife," Pei Zichen said calmly, "She knows the principles of destiny and cause and effect better than anyone else."
"Where's the God-Slaying Sword?!" Mu Jinyue watched Pei Zichen drop the magic circle to the ground and spread it out at her feet. Her tone couldn't help but become hurried. "If you help these people, you won't be able to get the God-Slaying Sword. If you can't get the God-Slaying Sword, how are you going to go back? Are you going to stay here for another 1,200 years?!"
Pei Zichen said nothing, but closed his eyes and infused Jiang Zhaoxue's formation with spiritual power.
Mu Jinyue saw through his thoughts in an instant and said, "Do you think you can stay here without paying a price? The tracing mirror can't support you staying in the past forever. Once the tracing mirror's power is used up, if you can't go back, you will be sucked into the time gap and wander there forever, never to return!"
Pei Zichen paused at this. Mu Jinyue hurried forward, looking at him expectantly across the barrier, and advised, "Brother, don't be foolish like Master's Wife. The Book of Destiny has already written that these mortals will die. There's no need to save the dead. Go back now and let Master's Wife get some sleep."
Pei Zichen listened, raised his eyes, and saw Mu Jinyue's eyes were purple. Her tone was slow and gentle, as if she was giving an order temptingly, painting a beautiful future: "If you join us and obtain the God-Slaying Sword, you will become the strongest person in the True Immortal Realm. Then, Jiang Zhaoxue will be yours..."
Before he could finish his words, Pei Zichen drew his sword and slashed forward, aiming straight at Mu Jinyue's hair!
Mu Jinyue retreated in horror, rolling over and landing far away. She looked up at Pei Zichen, who was rising from outside the barrier with his sword in hand, and said coldly, "Brother, are you really going to follow Master's Wife and ignore everything now?"
Pei Zichen didn't say anything. He watched Mu Jinyue press her hands on the ground. Black gas moved along the surface and quickly formed a barrier outside.
Pei Zichen looked around and saw that Mu Jinyue was isolating the outside world from this place. He put his hand on the sword and looked at Mu Jinyue, saying calmly: "You must take the God-Slaying Sword. What do you want to do?"
"Everything I want to do is what you, senior brother, want to do." Mu Jinyue stared at Pei Zichen. Black air rose up behind her and turned into a huge ghost shadow, like a hyena leaning over and baring its teeth at Pei Zichen.
Demonic energy spread around her. A long whip appeared in her hand and she said coldly, "Since you are confused now, don't blame Jin Yue for committing a crime in order to achieve her goal!"
The moment the sound fell, a black shadow rushed towards Pei Zichen. Pei Zichen's expression suddenly turned cold, and the Nine-Turn Immortal Bell in his sleeve rang. One sword turned into several swords and rushed towards the black shadow!
While Pei Zichen and Mu Jinyue were fighting fiercely, the guest room on the other side was exceptionally quiet.
As soon as Pei Zichen left, the room suddenly became empty, with only Jiang Zhaoxue and Shen Yuqing left.
Jiang Zhaoxue moved his gaze over and saw Shen Yuqing sitting quietly on the chair.
She was still wearing the same clothes she wore when we parted, her white shirt was stained with blood and mud, her hair was not even combed, and her hair was scattered on the sides of her face. She lowered her head to look at the ground.
Jiang Zhaoxue glanced him up and down, and seeing his shabby appearance, she couldn't help but laugh, "You haven't even changed your clothes since you came back, have you? You cherish her so much, but you're willing to let your little disciple out of your sight alone?"
"What do you want to talk to me about?"
Shen Yuqing ignored her sarcasm and spoke coldly.
Jiang Zhaoxue heard his serious tone and stopped joking. After sensing the direction Pei Zichen was heading, she started with the present and casually said, "Let's start with Mu Jinyue. How do you plan to deal with her?"
"After returning to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, I will deal with you according to the pavilion's rules."
Shen Yuqing was fair.
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, but didn't dwell on the topic any further.
She had plenty of time to ask about Mu Jinyue's affairs in private, and she couldn't get anything out of Shen Yuqing, so she picked up the teacup from the side and thought about what to talk about next.
She couldn't talk about what she wanted to talk about too early. She had to wait for news from Pei Zichen at least. She had to wait until she was sure of fighting Shen Yuqing before she could make it clear. If they could reach an agreement, they would talk. If not, they would fight.
Now the main thing is to drag him.
After figuring out her thoughts, she calmly drank a sip of tea, glanced at the bloodstains on his body, and started with kind words, asking with concern, "Are you okay with your injuries?"
As soon as these words came out, Shen Yuqing felt a sudden pain in his finger bones.
The pain of having his finger bones shortened by her in the illusion seemed to still linger on his body, but he didn't want to show it. He turned around and said, "It's okay."
"Well, that's good."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, sensing Pei Zichen's position and calculating the time it would take him to set up the Mandarin Duck Buckle Formation. Jiang Zhaoxue continued to ramble, "Just now in the Mizhen illusion, were you the one leading the way for me?"
"yes."
Mentioning the Mizhen Illusion, Shen Yuqing seemed to be suppressing something, and tried to speak calmly: "After you came out, I saw the talisman you left behind to break the formation. I knew you needed help, so after regulating your breathing, I opened the water mirror and led you out."
This was pretty much what Jiang Zhaoxue had guessed. Calculating the time he had opened the water mirror, he should not have seen Pei Zichen become possessed by the devil. Jiang Zhaoxue was not wrong.
She nodded, and after thinking for a moment, she recalled everything she had experienced in the illusion. She thought for a moment and then said softly, "Is there anything you want to ask?"
Shen Yuqing didn't speak immediately. Jiang Zhaoxue waited patiently for a moment before hearing him ask in a low voice, "What's going on with the Mizhen illusion?"
"Oh, this."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't hide it when he asked this. She flicked her sleeves, found a comfortable position to lean back, and explained carefully: "This is an illusion array set up by Song Wulan. The accident that caused us to be in the gap between time and space was caused by him. From the moment we landed, we entered this illusion array."
"When did you find out?"
"If I had to say I felt something unusual, it would be that night in the temple." Jiang Zhaoxue knew that he had many doubts, so she recalled them carefully.
"Everyone was in a bad mood that night. This is usually caused by something disturbing the mind. You should have noticed it at the time, right?"
"Yes." Shen Yuqing confirmed her guess.
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded and continued, "Although I didn't understand the specific formation at the time, I guessed Song Wulan's purpose. He wanted to kill the Divine Sword, but he didn't have the ability to deal with all of us at the same time, so he set up a special place to let everyone kill each other. Now that we know this, we only need to do two things. First, don't attack our own people. That's why I specifically told Pei Zichen not to attack you. As for you, I believe you know your limits."
"And the second one?"
"Second," Jiang Zhaoxue laughed, "is to wait."
"Waiting for what?"
"Wait for him to come and catch Mu Jinyue."
Jiang Zhaoxue stood up as she spoke. The candlelight in the room was dim. She walked over to a long-extinguished candle and took a tinder from the bronze statue beside her. After blowing it, she lit it and held it, saying slowly, "Since he wants to slash the Divine Sword, he will definitely capture Mu Jinyue, who carries the Pure Yin Blood. So I first prepared a magic circle on the Yin-Yang Yanyi Lamp that will allow me to make my words come true. Then I prepared a substitute talisman on Mu Jinyue. The moment he makes a move to take Mu Jinyue away, I will switch with her. If he takes me out of the Mi Zhen Illusion Formation, I will immediately take him by chance."
Jiang Zhaoxue patrolled the room, lighting up the surrounding unlit lights one by one, and said slowly, "Only after I captured Song Wulan did I find out his origins. Song Wulan has a Void Body and is incredibly talented in the art of destiny. After I killed him, he sacrificed his body to an evil creature and followed Pei Zichen and me into the Lingxu Illusion. In the Lingxu Illusion, he saw how Song Wuya obtained the Lingxu Fan and was inspired. After he came out, he discovered Mu Jinyue's pure Yin body and decided to snatch the Sword of God Slaying. After that, I killed one of his clones and cultivated his clone into a golden elixir, making the Mizhen Illusion mistakenly think that I was him. I controlled the Mizhen Illusion Formation and went in to save you."
"So," Shen Yuqing looked at the ground and said hoarsely, "In the Mizhen illusion, the person who attacked my soul..."
"It's me."
Jiang Zhaoxue agreed immediately and put down the lighter while suppressing his nervousness.
In the Mizhen illusion, Pei Zichen still had some rationality before he was possessed by the devil. He first used the Lingxu fan to attack Shen Yuqing's soul, so Shen Yuqing did not notice his abnormality.
There was no way she could let Shen Yuqing discover Pei Zichen's martial arts skills, so she was the only one who could take responsibility for this matter.
She recognized him so readily that Shen Yuqing's breathing became disordered for a moment. He tried his best to suppress his emotions and asked calmly, "Then when did you discover that Jin Yue was of pure Yin blood?"
Jiang Zhaoxue hesitated for a moment, but she still turned her back to Shen Yuqing and told the truth: "From the moment I learned from Master Qian Sisi that Pure Yin Blood is a must for the God-Slaying Sword."
"Because I've been carrying her around all this time, do you think I must have some ulterior motive?"
"I didn't think so." Jiang Zhaoxue turned around and walked back to her seat, raised her eyes to look at him, and said calmly, "You and her were inseparable before, I'm used to it."
"Then why did you guess she was of pure Yin blood?" Shen Yuqing's voice seemed to be trying hard to suppress something, but she couldn't help but raise her voice slightly. "If you think it's normal for me to be with her, why did you guess her identity?"
Jiang Zhaoxue thought for a moment and then said, "You know I'm a fortune teller. I can predict some things."
Shen Yuqing was stunned by these words. He stared at the ground in a daze as she explained, "I knew long ago that you would bring her back, and that she would experience many twists and turns along the way, constantly falling into danger. So when I heard that the God-Slaying Sword required pure Yin blood, I made an association. On the night of Qixi Festival, I discovered that Song Wulan was targeting her, and I was almost certain of her identity. If she didn't have pure Yin blood, why would Song Wulan target her? Why did she fall into danger again and again?"
"So," after hearing this, he slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Zhaoxue, his voice trembling with uncontrollable hatred and fear, "You knew from the beginning that I would not be able to save you?"
This time Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say anything, but Shen Yuqing already understood.
She knows.
She knew it on the Chinese Valentine's Day, so she took the talisman from his arms so calmly and leisurely. She knew from the beginning that he had it with him.
When the bridge was broken, she knew that it was not that he couldn't hold her, he could have saved both of them at the same time. It was Jiang Zhaoxue who took the initiative to pull Pei Zichen.
She was too far away from him and he couldn't touch her. If he insisted on choosing her, he would have to give up Mu Jinyue's life.
She has been forcing him with Mu Jinyue's life.
When they made the bet, he thought it was a chance for her to turn around, a way out for him after she had thrown a tantrum again and again like she had in the past.
But the reality was that she had made this bet from the beginning just to get rid of him.
She had wanted to leave a long time ago.
She didn't have a single moment to look back.
Realizing this, Shen Yuqing closed his eyes.
He was angry and in pain, his breathing became irregular. He gripped the armrest tightly and turned his head to the side, afraid that Jiang Zhaoxue would see his miserable appearance.
The words of angry rebuke were on his lips, but this time he didn't dare to make a sound. He felt like something was stuck in his throat, and it hurt so much that his eyes were sore, but he couldn't utter a word.
What is the truth?
What else can I say?
He knew clearly that their marriage was hanging by a thread and was in jeopardy.
She was so willful that she would do anything. If he said one more word, it might be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Two hundred years would collapse, the building would topple over, and it would be impossible to recover.
He couldn't speak, and felt unwilling to give in. Only blood and anger surged in his chest. He forced himself to pretend nothing happened. After a long pause, he said, "If that's the case, why are you still betting with me?"
"If I don't gamble," Jiang Zhaoxue looked up at him, "will you be willing?"
"Willing for what?"
"You are willing to break the contract with me." Jiang Zhaoxue answered lightly, as if he was completely unaware of the weight of the word "break the contract".
Shen Yuqing held her breath tightly, feeling like every word was being squeezed out from between her teeth. With a fear she didn't even know she had, she said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be so willful anymore."
"At this point, do you still think I'm willful?" Jiang Zhaoxue frowned in confusion, "Are you blind or are you just deceiving yourself? Now there's only one red mark left on your hand..."
"So what?!" Shen Yuqing seemed to have been poked in a sore spot and shouted anxiously, "I still have one chance. I will definitely choose you next time. When we go back, we will still be husband and wife!"
"We won't be husband and wife anymore." Jiang Zhaoxue decisively interrupted him, reminding him tiredly, "You can't win, and the reason you can't win is that you have Mu Jinyue in your heart. You should now understand your own feelings. If you have her, go find her. There's no need to drag me into defending your thoughts."
"I don't……"
"Then consider it bad luck." Jiang Zhaoxue interrupted him impatiently, a little irritated. "Her and I are incompatible. If we're together, she'll be in trouble, and you'll have to save her. Between me and her, you'll always choose her. Why torture me like this? Let's part ways amicably. I don't want to be involved with you anymore!"
After hearing these words, Shen Yuqing was stunned.
He looked at Jiang Zhaoxue. There was no trace of nostalgia on Jiang Zhaoxue's face, only boredom.
She seemed to be waiting for something, glancing at the window from time to time. He was clearly standing in front of her, but she refused to even look at him.
She couldn't see him anymore.
At that moment, all the emotions that he had forcibly suppressed, ignored, and refused to face surged up, as if a thread that had been suppressing something suddenly broke. All the images he saw in the water of the Forgotten River rushed up like steel wire, strangling and cutting him, with blood and flesh dripping down. He suddenly realized that he could not hide it.
No matter how much he tried to avoid it, cover it up, or pretend nothing happened, it happened, and she wanted to leave.
"Why?" He couldn't help but clench his fists. The moment Jiang Zhaoxue was puzzled, the name that had been suppressed by his reason came out of his mouth, "For Pei Zichen?"
"It has nothing to do with him." Jiang Zhaoxue didn't want to involve Pei Zichen, so she turned around and said, "It's all my decision."
"Your decision?" Shen Yuqing chuckled softly, as if he didn't believe it.
Jiang Zhaoxue was too lazy to pay attention. He just seemed to smile for a moment, and his voice slowly subsided. After a long silence, he seemed to have made some decision, stood up, and walked slowly forward.
Jiang Zhaoxue listened to his movements and raised her eyes. She saw him walk in front of her, lean over and press his hands on both sides of the armrests. He looked down at her, as if using a glacier to press down the rolling magma, and said in a cold voice: "I'll give you one last chance to explain. Tell me-"
He looked into the calm eyes of the person in front of him, and the image of her unhesitatingly wrapping Pei Zichen with a white silk scarf as he fell into the river reappeared in his mind. This image was intertwined with the image of her swimming towards him in the light of the seabed when they were young. His eyes were red and he spoke hoarsely, "Did he seduce you?"
Jiang Zhaoxue heard the murderous intent in his tone, he seemed to be waiting for this sentence.
Waiting for her explanation, her sophistry, she put all the blame on Pei Zichen.
She understood what he meant, looked up to meet his eyes, and answered firmly, "It has nothing to do with him."
Shen Yuqing didn't say anything.
He looked at the woman in front of him who showed no sign of retreat, and looked at her clear eyes. She was like this every time she confronted someone when she was young, without any hesitation and leaving no way out.
She had stood in his way many times.
When those young men from the immortal families made fun of him when they were young, when her father and brothers disagreed with their marriage, countless times in her life, she stood in front of him without hesitation.
However, at this moment, he met those eyes face to face for the first time.
This should be his.
His heart throbbed with pain, his blood boiling. He nodded and said, "It has nothing to do with him? Good... very good..."
"Master, there's something wrong with him!"
Anan spoke hurriedly, and just as he finished speaking, Shen Yuqing suddenly attacked. Jiang Zhaoxue's pupils shrank in shock, and almost at the same time he attacked, he threw the talisman forward and tried to summon Pei Zichen.
But Shen Yuqing seemed to have anticipated this. The moment she had this thought, Shen Yuqing swung her wide sleeves, shattering the talisman's spiritual power and instantly turning it into a barrier to block her. More than a dozen lightsabers shot towards Jiang Zhaoxue. Jiang Zhaoxue hurried back, and Pei Zichen's sword intent suddenly leaped out from her body. Shen Yuqing broke the sword formation with one hand and grabbed her jaw. Amidst the symphony of "ding" sounds of the two sword intents, he pulled Jiang Zhaoxue forward and forced her to stop in front of him.
"You still dare to say it has nothing to do with him?!"
Shen Yuqing roared, and Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. She stared at Shen Yuqing blankly, and saw that he seemed to have completely given up his patience, his chest heaving violently. He looked down at her, his voice full of murderous intent: "I sensed his sword intent from the moment you entered the room. You put his sword intent on yourself, you brought him between you and me, and you still dare to say that he has nothing to do with you?! If it weren't for him, would you be telling me this now? Why would you look at me like this now?! If you really think that I will lose our bet, then why don't you bet to the end? What are you rushing for?"
"Shen Yuqing," Jiang Zhaoxue's skin turned red as he touched her. She gasped softly, sensing Pei Zichen's condition while dealing with Shen Yuqing. "Calm down. I'm just a fortune teller. I can't run away. Let go of your hand."
"Let go? Let go for what?" Shen Yuqing laughed mockingly, his voice tinged with blood. "Let you go with him? Let you sever ties with me and live with him? Who do you think I am, Shen Yuqing?"
"Don't go crazy!"
"Speak!" Shen Yuqing unconsciously exerted force on his hands, leaned forward, and spoke excitedly, "Tell me clearly, how is he better than me? What do you like about him? He is my disciple, his cultivation level and status are not as good as mine, and he has nothing but that face. What did he use to seduce you? The joy of sex? He wants—"
Shen Yuqing was obviously thinking of something, his eyes were filled with emotions, and he spoke softly in a provocative tone: "I can give it to you too."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue instantly flew into a rage, kicked him, and shouted, "Get out of here!"
As he spoke, the talisman slipped out of his hand. Shen Yuqing was also furious and pressed her wrist. Then he heard something whistling behind him. He turned around and grabbed the iron shackles that came from the candlestick beside him. At that moment, Pei Zichen's spiritual power suddenly attacked and shattered Shen Yuqing's barrier with a "boom". Pei Zichen said calmly: "My lady, it's done."
The moment the sound fell, a red light flew out from Jiang Zhaoxue's palm and rushed towards Shen Yuqing. Shen Yuqing realized that something was wrong and retreated three feet quickly. However, the red light was faster than him and instantly surrounded him before he landed!
Mu Jinyue's aura surged from the red light, and Shen Yuqing immediately knew what it was. He looked up in horror, and the spiritual chains took the opportunity to come from the surroundings, locked his limbs, and suddenly pulled him away!
Jiang Zhaoxue simultaneously distanced herself and drew the formation. The Qiankun Lottery shook, and spiritual energy surged in from all directions. Shen Yuqing hurriedly looked up and called out to Jiang Zhaoxue, "Stop!"
However, Jiang Zhaoxue ignored him and shouted urgently: "The laws of nature are unpredictable. Good luck to the heavens! Dragon Locking Formation, activate!"
The best fortune slipped out, and the barrier rose rapidly from the surroundings. The spirit chain instantly turned into four white dragons, which wrapped around Shen Yuqing's limbs with great speed and force. With a pull, they immediately dragged him to his knees on the ground!
On the other side, Mu Jinyue was sent flying by Pei Zichen with a loud bang, slamming into the wall. Her internal organs felt as if they were shattered, and she gasped for breath. She stared intently at the paper figurine entangled with her hair in Pei Zichen's hand, sensing the clear presence of Shen Yuqing on it. She swallowed the blood in her mouth and said with difficulty, "You, using me to tie up Master, don't you think it's unethical?"
"unimportant."
Pei Zichen slowly put away the little man and began to set up a magic circle.
When Mu Jinyue saw his movements, her pupils shrank slightly, and she knew that something had happened to Shen Yuqing.
If not for this, Pei Zichen would never have the patience to set up the formation here.
Realizing this, Mu Jinyue forced a smile: "Senior Brother has hurt me to this extent, is there still any need to be so cautious?"
"You are very troublesome." Pei Zichen patiently drew the formation and said calmly, "If the lady had not disapproved, you would have died."
"Brother, you are truly loyal to Master's Wife," Mu Jinyue said sarcastically, her eyes cold. "But if you knew that your loyalty would kill Master's Wife, would you still insist on doing so?"
Hearing this, Pei Zichen paused and raised his eyes sharply: "What do you mean?"
"Go ask Master." Mu Jinyue smiled, propping herself up and sitting on the ground against the wall. She looked up at Pei Zichen, "Anyway, remember my junior sister's advice. If you want Master's wife to live, you must get the God-Slaying Sword."
Pei Zichen remained silent, observing her expression carefully. Seeing this, Mu Jinyue smiled, "Brother, why are you still looking at me? Hurry back and ask questions. If it's too late and something happens to Master, then no one will be able to save Master's Wife."
Hearing this, Pei Zichen's expression froze. He turned around and went out without hesitation, sealing the door. He then said to Ye Tianjiao and Qian Sisi at the door, "Guard her well."
As he spoke, his figure disappeared into the darkness.
Mu Jinyue sat in the secret room formation, feeling Pei Zichen's breath disappear. After waiting for a long time, she sat down cross-legged and drew a strange formation on the ground.
After a moment, the formation spread out and turned into a pool of water, reflecting the face of a handsome and somewhat enchanting young man.
"Oh my," the young man tilted his head in the water, as if he couldn't figure it out. He looked at the woman sitting cross-legged on the ground in confusion and said in surprise, "Little girl, why did you use the communication magic circle I gave to Xinluoyi?"
"Your Highness," Mu Jinyue smiled, "Would you like to make a deal with me?"
"Deal?" Song Wu Lan was a little amused. "What kind of deal are you making with me?"
"I'll help you summon the God-Slaying Sword, and you'll do two things for me. Save me now, and—"
Mu Jinyue seemed to understand something, her eyes filled with coldness: "Kill Jiang Zhaoxue."
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