Chapter 94 Chapter 94 I Love You
How could this happen?!
Seeing that face, Pei Zichen was stunned in shock.
How come Li Xiu Ji looks like him?
But before he could react, he heard Jiang Zhaoxue calling out urgently, "Pei Zichen!"
The moment the voice appeared, Pei Zichen felt a sharp pain in his tendons and veins. The last bit of his spiritual power was suddenly drained away, and he fell straight down.
He saw that the tracing light mirror in the distance had been put together completely at some point, hanging high above his head, and began to madly absorb the spiritual energy from his body.
The tracing mirror lit up, and the space shattered into pieces. The God-Slaying Sword leaped out of his hand, as if using his spine as a scabbard, prying open the bones at his cervical vertebrae and inserting it inch by inch.
His meridians and bone marrow seemed to be crushed, exploding with severe pain. Cold sweat spread all over his body, and his eyes went black. He felt himself falling all the way down until a hand suddenly grabbed him. Spiritual power re-entered his body and wrapped around his spine. His pain was relieved. He raised his eyes tremblingly and saw the person in front of him holding his hand tightly as he traveled through the stars in the universe.
She was not very strong and held on to him tightly in the strong wind.
Behind her, Shen Yuqing was chasing from a height, clearly trying to pull Jiang Zhaoxue, calling out in alarm: "Axue——"
He is here.
The moment he saw this name, the past time when Shen Yuqing and Jiang Zhaoxue were entangled as a couple flashed into his mind, like a sword that could cut through his spine, piercing his heart and completely igniting the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time, causing them to suddenly burst out.
He knew he was guilty.
He knew that Shen Yuqing was his master and Jiang Zhaoxue's husband, so he shouldn't do that.
He knew that Shen Yuqing had feelings for Jiang Zhaoxue, and this relationship could only be chosen by Jiang Zhaoxue and he could not snatch it away.
But--
But--
He was completely out of control of his mind, and the moment Shen Yuqing stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Zhaoxue, he grabbed Jiang Zhaoxue and pulled her forward violently!
In an instant, a powerful suction force exploded from behind Shen Yuqing, and the space split between Shen Yuqing and Jiang Zhaoxue. Shen Yuqing just touched Jiang Zhaoxue's fingertips. As long as Jiang Zhaoxue stretched out her hand, she could hold him.
However, Jiang Zhaoxue only felt Pei Zichen's great strength for a moment before handing the last amulet Jiang Zhaoyue had given her into his hands. Her fingertips passed by him, and Pei Zichen pulled her into his arms, wrapping around her like a snake and holding her tightly.
The space was completely cracked, and the spirit stones swept by the strong wind in the space hit Shen Yuqing heavily. His spiritual power was exhausted, and only the protective talisman left for him by Jiang Zhaoxue lit up, wrapping him up like gentle spring water.
He fell down slowly under the protection of the talisman, looking at the two people in the high place from afar.
Pei Zichen held Jiang Zhaoxue in his arms, and Jiang Zhaoxue leaned on him wholeheartedly and without any defense.
He remembered the feeling.
He had hugged her like this countless times.
When they were young, he held her tightly and used his body to shield her from all harm.
When he was older and strong enough, he protected her with one hand and held the sword with the other, not allowing anyone to take a step forward.
When did she leave?
When this question arose, the last bit of his spiritual power was finally exhausted, and the red mark on his palm began to burn in his palm at a slow, bone-eroding rate.
He didn't want anything for a moment.
But the image of 20-year-old Jiang Zhaoxue still emerged in my mind.
He looked ahead and walked forward, and she followed behind him, constantly testing him: "Chen Zeyuan, if you don't look back, I'll leave?"
"Chen Zeyuan, I'm really leaving."
"Chen Zeyuan? Chen Zeyuan?"
He listened and walked, and finally grew from a young swordsman to the leader of the Immortal Alliance, the master of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, and the number one swordsman in the True Immortal Realm, holding a whisk and wearing a tall crown on his head.
Then he heard Jiang Zhaoxue angrily curse: "Shen Yuqing!"
The name woke him up instantly, and at this moment he finally remembered the way and turned back in a hurry.
Just look at the twenty-year-old Jiang Zhaoxue standing at the end of time, smiling brightly: "I'm kidding, I've always been here, Chen Zeyuan."
In his memory.
In time.
"Yaoyao..."
Shen Yuqing closed her eyes and felt the pain in her hand completely disappear. Her palm became clean, as if the marriage rope had been completely broken from her ring finger when she came here, and the induction of the marriage contract had also completely disappeared.
At that moment, birds started to fly away beside the Marriage Stone that recorded marriages in the True Fairyland. The names of Jiang Zhaoxue and Shen Yuqing disappeared silently, as if they had never appeared.
On the other side, Jiang Zhaoxue clearly felt the disappearance of the marriage contract, but there was no time to think about it.
She clearly felt that Pei Zichen was not in good condition. He first used his heart blood and spiritual power to forcibly suppress the God-Slaying Sword, and then used the God-Slaying Sword to create a separate space for Li Xiuji to block him. Now the Tracing Light Mirror was desperately draining his spiritual power. Although she was desperately trying to transfer spiritual power to help her, after all, she had just advanced and was in a big battle. It was a drop in the bucket. She felt that the heart pulse of the person holding her was rapidly weakening. Panic and fear, Jiang Zhaoxue said anxiously: "Pei Zichen, wake up. You have already got the God-Slaying Sword. Think of a way..."
Pei Zichen didn't say anything, but slowly loosened his hands, as if he was about to fall asleep.
Jiang Zhaoxue panicked instantly, grabbed him, and frantically transferred her spiritual energy to him, shouting in shock: "Pei Zichen! You are not allowed to sleep! Do you hear me?"
"Pei Zichen!"
"Pei Zichen!!"
“Pei…”
Before she could finish her words, Jiang Zhaoxue felt a familiar breath coming behind her, gently hugging her from behind and gently holding the back of her hand.
Jiang Zhaoxue froze, and then she felt a surge of spiritual power coming from behind her, gently soothing her tendons and veins, and flowing into Pei Zichen's body.
This feeling of being in such a desperate situation made her nose sore. The person behind her seemed to notice and smiled softly: "Don't be afraid."
"Senior..." Jiang Zhaoxue said hoarsely, "Thank you very much."
As he spoke, Pei Zichen came back to consciousness from his daze.
In a trance, he felt Jiang Zhaoxue pulling him tightly. He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw Jiang Zhaoxue being held in the arms of a man, enveloped in purple light. Although he could not see the other person's face clearly, he knew that it was a posture with a strong possessiveness.
Pei Zichen instantly leaped up, the space shattering into pieces. He violently dragged Jiang Zhaoxue behind him, drew his sword, and rushed forward, shouting in a rare display of anger: "Get out!"
"etc……"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue hurried to stop him, but as soon as the sword flashed, the space shattered completely and the figure disappeared. Pei Zichen suddenly released his strength, pulled Jiang Zhaoxue in front of him, and fell heavily to the ground while holding her.
Even with Pei Zichen's protection, Jiang Zhaoxue still felt dizzy when she crashed down. Then she heard Pei Zichen cough, and blood sprayed onto the sand beside her that had just been washed by sea water.
The seawater returned in an instant, slapping the two of them, sweeping away the blood that had spurted out of Pei Zichen. Jiang Zhaoxue hurriedly grasped his pulse, sending spiritual energy into him, and asked while checking his pulse, "Are you okay?"
Pei Zichen panted and said hurriedly: "That person just now..."
"I know that man," Jiang Zhaoxue said quickly, feeling the chaotic spiritual energy surging through his veins. Fearing he might do something that would waste his spiritual energy, she said, "He's the senior I mentioned before. He's helped us many times. Don't be nervous."
Hearing this, Pei Zichen fell silent.
He was at a loss for words for a moment. He felt that perhaps it was because he had absorbed too much resentment, and his heart was filled with soreness and irritation. He quietly curled his empty hand and whispered, "I am your disciple, not your disciple, and I am disturbing the reunion of the lady and her old friend."
Jiang Zhaoxue paused, but Pei Zichen had already recovered. He looked up to see that Jiang Zhaoxue was fine, so he pulled his hand out of hers, propped himself up and said, "Disciple is fine now. Let's find a place to rest first."
Having said that, he stood up and walked forward.
Jiang Zhaoxue quickly stood up and called out to him, "Don't move..."
Before he could finish his words, Pei Zichen threw himself forward and fell completely into the fine white sand.
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward while cursing his ancestors and quickly grabbed his pulse.
This grip startled Jiang Zhaoxue so much that he almost jumped up. The spiritual power that he had barely maintained just now completely exploded, and his tendons and veins were almost cracked. Jiang Zhaoxue hurriedly gave him two life-saving Yuandan pills, and then used his spiritual power to stabilize his tendons and veins.
But his spiritual power was too violent at the moment, and she couldn't maintain it for long. She couldn't help but curse: "Why did it suddenly become like this?!"
"His body couldn't withstand the power of the God-Slaying Sword. He was struggling to hold on, but just now, in his rage, he completely lost control!"
Yuan Luo suddenly roared, and his spirit appeared beside Pei Zichen. He slid forward and knelt, grabbing Jiang Zhaoxue and saying anxiously, "Mistress, please save him!"
"Yuan Luo," Lingxu appeared behind Yuan Luo, looking at her with a helpless expression, "She can't hear you, don't waste your time..."
"How?"
Jiang Zhaoxue spoke immediately. Lingxu was stunned and couldn't help but say: "Why is she..."
Before he could finish his words, a powerful pressure came down on him. Lingxu's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.
Lingxu looked up in shock. Jiang Zhaoxue stared at him coldly and threatened: "Stop talking nonsense. How are you going to save him?!"
"Master and Master are Taoist companions. You can practice dual cultivation with Master and channel his spiritual energy to save him from danger."
The Lingxu fan reacted extremely quickly. It didn't matter why Jiang Zhaoxue could see him or why she could control him as her master. What mattered was that Jiang Zhaoxue could hear them talking, so there was hope.
As soon as he finished speaking, he calmed down. He raised his hand and said respectfully, "The master's spiritual energy is currently running wild. This is mainly due to the resentment he has absorbed from the space and the excessive power of the God-Slaying Sword itself. You have a wood-type spiritual root and are naturally endowed with the power of purification. You can purify the violent energy in the God-Slaying Sword. In addition, dual cultivation will help to strengthen his state of mind. If the master's mind is stable, he can resolve the impact of the resentment on his own."
Jiang Zhaoxue said this openly, hugging Pei Zichen without saying a word. Seeing this, Lingxushan lowered her head and added, "Of course, you can also ignore the master. He won't die. You have to trust him."
As he spoke, Lingxushan looked at Pei Zichen on the ground, his eyes full of trust and pity as he said, "He is stronger."
"Stop making sarcastic remarks."
Jiang Zhaoxue heard that Lingxu Fan had been canceled, raised her hand and waved, summoning Lingxu and Yuanluo back to Pei Zichen's body, and said coldly: "Rest first."
As she spoke, she cut off their external contact, placed Pei Zichen on the ground, stood up, and took out a palm-sized hut from her Qiankun bag. She raised her hand and pushed it to the side. The hut landed on the open space and turned into a small courtyard.
"Huh?" Anan tilted his head. "Why are you building a house?"
"You rest too."
After Jiang Zhaoxue finished speaking, he took Anan back into his sea of consciousness and cut off the connection.
After confirming that there was no one around, Jiang Zhaoxue took a deep breath, transformed into a tiger, bit Pei Zichen's clothes and threw him onto his back, then ran into the yard carrying Pei Zichen on his back.
After entering the house, she ran into the backyard with Pei Zichen on her back, threw him directly into the hot spring pool, and then jumped in.
Pei Zichen sank into the water as soon as he entered the pool. Jiang Zhaoxue pulled him up in a daze and made him sit by the pool.
There was a staircase in the pool. Jiang Zhaoxue helped Pei Zichen sit up on it. After holding his shoulders to make him sit firmly, she looked up at him.
As soon as he saw Jiang Zhaoxue, he stood there in a daze.
He leaned his head against the edge of the pool, his whole body soaked by the water, his hair dripping with moisture as it fell to his side, his wounds still bleeding, his face pale.
But this whiteness made his features more vivid, and Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly realized clearly that he was no longer a young man.
His eyebrows and features had completely shed their boyish innocence, with hard and sharp lines, long and thick eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and thin and pale lips, but they looked exceptionally soft.
This made Jiang Zhaoxue's heart tremble, and he forced himself to look away and not think too much. However, he soon realized that it was time to think too much at this time.
Just thinking about this made her heart beat faster and faster.
She forced herself to remain calm and quickly unzipped his belt, stripped off his coat and threw it aside, then took off her own coat and threw it out. When she was left with the last piece, she really couldn't take it off and didn't want to waste time, so she simply gritted her teeth, sat on his lap, held his face, and lowered her head to kiss him.
His lips were a little cold, and the slight touch made Jiang Zhaoxue shudder.
But she still forced herself to bite it raw, crushing his lips, slowly guiding his spiritual power out of his body, and actively introducing it into her own tendons and veins.
As his spiritual power came in, Jiang Zhaoxue felt her body become extremely sensitive. She couldn't help but grind his lips a little harder, and her breathing gradually became heavier.
The rising mist from the hot spring made her head feel a little dizzy. She couldn't help but tentatively put the tip of her tongue in.
Just a slight touch and Pei Zichen woke up instantly, opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed Jiang Zhaoxue's neck, pulled her away, and raised his eyes in panic.
Pei Zichen froze as his eyes met Jiang Zhaoxue.
Jiang Zhaoxue sat on him, wearing a layer of clothes. The clothes underwater were floating in the water like flowers, covering up her charming scenery. The clothes above the water were half-removed, and her chest was wide open, rising and falling with her breathing, and water droplets fell along the ravines, which was shocking.
Pei Zichen's gaze froze for a moment, then he quickly closed his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you mean, my lady?"
"You need to sort out your spiritual energy," Jiang Zhaoxue quickly reacted and quickly pressed his hand down. She pretended to be casual, cupped his face again, and was about to kiss him, "I'll help you..."
Before she could finish her words, she felt Pei Zichen holding her shoulders to stop her.
This action seemed to have consumed a lot of his energy, and his face turned even paler.
Jiang Zhaoxue was shocked by the rejection and looked up in surprise: "What are you doing?"
"A disciple is only a disciple," Pei Zichen listened to her words, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the two people in the waves. Thinking of Jiang Zhaoxue's unwavering resolve to save Li Xiuji just now, and the amulet Shen Yuqing gave him out of worry at the end, his heart couldn't help but sour. The accumulated emotions surged in his chest, making his mouth bitter. He whispered, "How can I do this as husband and wife when my lady hasn't given me an answer?"
"Are you crazy?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was instantly furious when he heard him say this. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you know what's going on with you right now? If I don't save you now, your tendons and veins will be ruined, don't you know?!"
"But if I do this with my disciple, do you know what I want?"
Pei Zichen spoke seriously, and Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. She saw him staring at her, his eyes trembling slightly, and said paranoidly: "My lady, I don't want anything. I can wait forever. But you have to think it over."
Pei Zichen said this, pulling Jiang Zhaoxue's hand and placing it on his chest. Jiang Zhaoxue felt her heartbeat beneath her muscles and listened to him say, "If you choose me, you can't choose anyone else."
Jiang Zhaoxue's heart trembled. Pei Zichen seemed to be afraid as well. He held her hand tightly on his chest and reminded her, "Whether it's to save someone or for other reasons, there can't be anyone else."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and looked up at him. Pei Zichen looked into her eyes and asked calmly, "Have you made up your mind?"
Jiang Zhaoxue did not respond to him. She gritted her teeth and breathed rapidly. After a long time, she suddenly pushed him to the edge of the pool. Pei Zichen hit the wall heavily and groaned. Jiang Zhaoxue held his face and kissed him.
Jiang Zhaoxue was so angry at this man that she just wanted to make him look bad.
No matter how good he was in the illusion, his body was still that of a rookie. After Jiang Zhaoxue kissed him for just a moment, his breathing became completely disordered.
Jiang Zhaoxue held him in her arms and kissed him, while guiding his spiritual power into her own veins, soothing and purifying it before it flowed back out.
The process of spiritual power flowing made the two of them more sensitive. Pei Zichen leaned on both sides of the steps and was kissed by Jiang Zhaoxue, not daring to move at all.
After a while, Jiang Zhaoxue raised her eyes to look at him, as if she saw through him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why are you so stiff? Don't you want to touch me?"
Pei Zichen listened and raised his eyes.
His expression was still as calm as usual, seemingly motionless, but his eyes were dark. Jiang Zhaoxue smiled at the sight, took his hand and led him under her skirt, saying in a hoarse voice, "Come, let me teach you."
Pei Zichen said nothing, stiff and not daring to move, only his breathing became heavy. Jiang Zhaoxue led him all the way to where he wanted to go. At the end, his Adam's apple moved slightly, his eyes were filled with shock, but his expression did not change at all.
Jiang Zhaoxue smiled and extended her hand towards him.
Pei Zichen held her down, raised his head to kiss her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go back to the room."
As she spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue softened against him, her rebellious hands being held down by him. She panted softly and complained, "Are you afraid of getting killed here?"
Pei Zichen didn't say anything, only the water rippled a little more. Jiang Zhaoxue was speechless and simply bit his shoulder.
Jiang Zhaoxue led him in circulating his spiritual power for several cycles, and then she completely collapsed on him. Pei Zichen turned his head to look at the person who was breathing lightly on his shoulder. Seeing that the time was almost right, he pulled his hand away and carried her out of the water.
Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly failed and felt dissatisfied. She pestered him and kissed him, regardless of anything.
Pei Zichen's breathing became disordered by her kiss. He agreed to put her on the bed and walked to her. They both fell silent.
He was already familiar with the person in front of him in the illusion, but the personal experience was completely different.
He was a little nervous and held on both sides of her, unable to help but feel it carefully. Jiang Zhaoxue had been waiting for him at the hot spring. Seeing that he was still dawdling, she couldn't help but urge him: "Don't dawdle, your Yuanyang is almost gone. If you don't come in later, it will be gone."
Pei Zichen paused, then looked up at her with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Jiang Zhaoxue was about to speak, but before she could utter a word, she was so excited that she grabbed his arm and groaned.
Pei Zichen was well prepared. A violent storm erupted shortly after he entered. Jiang Zhaoxue clutched the bed sheet tightly. Pei Zichen watched her quietly, meditating and gathering his energy. After a moment, he heard his voice, like the sharpening of a gem, as he softly reminded her, "Lady, hold fast to the Yin Pass. It's not time yet."
This reminder made Jiang Zhaoxue feel quite embarrassed. She suddenly felt a desire to win, so she turned her head away, not allowing herself to focus on this matter, and secretly competed with Pei Zichen.
Pei Zichen saw Jiang Zhaoxue's intention, but did not say anything. The two of them silently purified their spiritual power in circles, without making a sound all the way.
Pei Zichen kissed her silently. He was familiar with all her weak points and deliberately pestered her. Jiang Zhaoxue gritted her teeth and said nothing. They both secretly practiced the magic formula to guard the pass and endured for a long time without letting go.
Pei Zichen was secretly annoyed, but he couldn't help but indulge himself. After a long time, the sound of rain could be heard outside. Jiang Zhaoxue felt a little overwhelmed. Fearing that she would lose first, she turned her head away, deliberately distracting him and asking, "We agreed to get back to you after reaching the Ninth Realm. Why are you so desperate to force an answer?"
Pei Zichen said nothing and just worked silently.
Jiang Zhaoxue felt that she was losing control of herself and cursed softly, "You said you could wait, but you're just a liar. You're taking advantage of me and making every move you make. You're just trying to take advantage of me. Ah... Ugh!"
Before Jiang Zhaoxue could finish her words, Pei Zichen scooped her up and knelt on the ground. Before she could react, he half-covered her mouth, muffling her voice. He whispered softly in her ear, "Because the disciple is jealous."
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. He slowly moved and said in a hoarse voice: "Although it is an evil act, I can't help but feel jealous. I met you too late——"
The sound of rain outside was neither slow nor fast. Pei Zichen held her waist, his voice full of regret: "I met you when I was ten, and you saw me for the first time when you were seventeen. But Li Xiuji—you gave him the name when he was born. When he was four, twelve, and seventeen, you saw him, saw such a complete him, and what about me? It's too late."
As he spoke, Pei Zichen closed his eyes. The rain outside the window became heavier. Jiang Zhaoxue's breathing became rapid and her muscles could not help but tremble.
This was the position she could not bear the most. Pei Zichen also closed his eyes, fully feeling the presence of this erosive and soul-stirring existence, and continued in a low voice: "Compared to that senior, I am too late. You were moved the first time you saw her, right? I remember that day when you talked to me, your eyes were avoiding. I knew, how could I not know. But I didn't understand anything at that time. He kissed you, right? Is he in your heart? And Master——"
The sound of rain outside the window is getting faster and faster, falling like a thread without stopping for a moment.
Pei Zichen pressed against her back, listening to her sobs muffled by his palms, as if she had finally found an outlet to vent. Even in his usually gentle voice, one could still hear a hint of gnashing teeth. "The disagreement between Master and you is about Junior Sister. Now that you know the whole story, you should understand Master's feelings for you. Such deep affection and friendship, I am sure you are deeply moved. At this critical moment of life and death, you also want to give Master the last talisman. Such deep affection and friendship, what do you think your disciple will feel?"
"I am jealous... I am afraid. I can guard you forever, knowing that I can never touch you, but I cannot lose you again. You saved me, so you shouldn't save others. If you save one person, I will save the world for you. Just watch over me."
Pei Zichen completely lost control. He released his hand that was covering Jiang Zhaoxue's lips and clasped her slender waist with both hands. Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the turbulent wind and rain outside, gritting her teeth and listening to the people behind her repeatedly calling her name: "Yaoyao... Yaoyao... Look at me, only look at me... Don't look at anyone else... Yaoyao..."
At the last moment, he seemed to wake up suddenly, turned Jiang Zhaoxue over, and stuffed a soft pillow under her waist.
Jiang Zhaoxue uttered a heavy "hmm" sound, and Pei Zichen hugged her tightly.
"I love you."
He murmured.
For the first time, when he was sober and remembered all their identities, in this time and space where all their relatives and friends were present, in the dark night on the side of the vast ocean, he hugged her tightly and said these three words that he should never say in his life.
I love you.
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The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Don't worry, boys are quick the first time."
Pei Zichen: "All? Who? Master?"
Shen Yuqing: "..."
Pei Zichen (twisting the spell): "Don't worry, not everyone is as fast as Master."
I heard that everyone doesn’t understand it, but I don’t know what it is that you don’t understand. Please tell me and I will check which parts are not written clearly and make adjustments.
The plot of Li Xiuji and Gu Jinglan can be summarized as follows:
Pei Zichen and his junior brother Gu Jinglan and a group of people fought to protect the Nine Netherworld barrier. The other brothers died, and only Gu Jinglan and Pei Zichen came back. As a result, they were framed as traitors who opened the Nine Netherworld barrier. Then Gu Jinglan died to prove Pei Zichen's innocence. Pei Zichen got the Tracing Light Mirror in desperation, trying to prove his and his brother's innocence. As a result, Shen Yuqing forced him to jump off a cliff on the grounds that he was the person confirmed to die in the Book of Destiny. Then the Tracing Light Mirror opened, taking the heroine and Pei Zichen back to 1,200 years ago.
The heroine went back 1,200 years and found Ye Tianjiao's house to get a medicine to restore Pei Zichen's golden elixir. In order to sneak into Ye Tianjiao's house, she showed her talent in fortune-telling and met a baby. Everyone said that the baby had a bad fate and wanted to kill him. The heroine said that the baby had a very good fate, so the fortune teller who told the baby's fate had a competition with the heroine, and the baby survived.
The baby's parents were grateful to the heroine and asked her to name the baby, and she named the baby Li Xiuji. Then, while trying to obtain the Yuan Luo bow, the heroine fell into a space-time rift and came out four years later.
When the heroine came out, she encountered a child being chased. The child bound himself to her, and then the heroine found out that it was four-year-old Li Xiuzhi. He was abandoned by his parents because he was too unlucky. The heroine and the hero raised him for a while, but they couldn't take him on the road, so they asked Ye Tianjiao to find a reliable family and gave him away.
Afterwards, the heroine fell into the Lingxu Secret Realm. After coming out, she followed the instructions in the secret realm to find the remaining souls of Qian Sisi's sect to send them to reincarnation. As a result, the place where they were buried became an underground arena, a base for human trafficking, and a place where many people were imprisoned.
When Jiang Zhaoxue was saving everyone, he met the twelve-year-old Li Xiuji. Li Xiuji was disfigured and had his tongue cut off, so he couldn't speak. He desperately begged Jiang Zhaoxue to save him. Jiang Zhaoxue gave him a talisman and said she would go find him, but she was intercepted by Shen Yuqing on the way. When she went to retrieve Li Xiuji, she found that he had been eaten by Xinluo Yi.
The heroine confirmed Li Xiuji's death through fortune-telling, and teamed up with Shen Yuqing. She traveled back five years and fell on the altar and met a mysterious seventeen-year-old boy named Ming. Ming was a killer from the Blissful Immortality Sect. He failed to assassinate Jiang Zhaoxue and was caught. Then he revealed the news that the Sword of God-Slaying was in the Holy Pool, and lured Jiang Zhaoxue and others into Xuecang Mountain. In the end, it was discovered that he was an undercover agent, but he still developed feelings for Jiang Zhaoxue and Pei Zichen in the process of getting along with them. At the last moment when the undercover agent was about to kill Jiang Zhaoxue and others, Li Xiuji told Pei Zichen the truth and turned against them.
Jiang Zhaoxue destroyed the villain's plan, and Li Xiuzhi helped Jiang Zhaoxue and the others in the decisive battle. Then Jiang Zhaoxue gave him a talisman and let him go, telling him that he had a good life and could have a good life. As a result, he continued to be unlucky all the way, was chased, and was hit by the fallen Dingkun Needle. When Xin Luoyi sucked the souls of everyone, his tongue was cut and Jiang Zhaoxue could not hear his prayers, so she did not open a formation to protect him (will be mentioned later). Finally, the Sword of Gods was born, because Song Wulan pulled out his spine, put the Sword of Gods in his body, and used him as a sword case (he didn't know, will be mentioned later), so he was completely killed by the Sword of Gods.
He was very obsessed with death, and he was actually a man of great luck. Under the guidance of the Nine Netherworld Technique given to him by Pei Zichen, he comprehended the Nine Netherworld Technique, and then condensed his own divine body.
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