As soon as the words fell, Jing Shaoci clearly heard Duan Shaoheng's breathing suddenly become heavier.

He looked away with disdain. With this mentality, he still wanted to pursue Yan Zixiu.

Oh, dream on.

Duan Shaoheng gritted his teeth tightly, refusing to show any weakness in front of Jing Shaoci.

He took a deep breath, then raised his eyes to look at Jing Shaoci and said, "Even if what you said is true, so what."

"You're obsessed with the people in the past only because there's no more suitable person around you." Duan Shaoheng laughed sarcastically and continued, "Besides, your master is by your side now, and he feels nothing but sadness and grief. In the long run, do you think his love for you will not diminish?"

He slowly raised the corners of his lips, looked at Jing Shaoci and said word by word, "One day, he will choose to tell me all his sadness and grievances, and I will tell him that in this world, he is the most worthy person to be loved."

Duan Shaoheng's words aroused the deepest fear in Jing Shaoci's heart, and made him realize that the reason why he could so recklessly make Yan Zixiu sad was because he relied on the fact that the other party still loved him.

If one day Yan Zixiu no longer had that need for him, would he really consider choosing someone else?

The strong sense of insecurity broke Jing Shaoci's inner defenses, but he would never show it in front of Duan Shaoheng, otherwise he would lose the battle before it even started.

Jing Shaoci narrowed his narrow eyes, a dark color passed through his face, and his expression was hidden in the shadows.

Duan Shaoheng regarded his silence as a concession and believed that his words had hit a sore spot. Just as he was about to continue stabbing him deeper, Jing Shaoci suddenly spoke -

"Only the weak have an endless desire to complain, but Yan Yan is not like that. His confession and honesty to me are based on love that you can't imagine." Jing Shaoci turned his head, looked him in the eyes and said, "Yan Zixiu will not be a weakling who tells his sadness and grievances to someone like you."

He paused for a moment, then a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his lips, "Duan Shaoheng, you love Yan Zixiu because he is as perfect as a god, but he can only act like a mortal vividly in front of me."

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When Yan Zixiu went upstairs, Fan Daode and the others had been forced into a corner.

Taoist Sui Xu and his companions had used up all the talismans and magic tools they needed and didn't need. They could only use blood to maintain the protective spell as a last stand.

They were surrounded by the Green Ghosts, half-human, half-ghost creatures with physical bodies. Not only were they extremely powerful, they could also devour their spiritual energy.

Seeing Taoist Sui Xu's face gradually turning pale, Yan Zixiu suddenly appeared in front of everyone with the Tai Qing Jue in his hand.

"The talisman is a way to worship the devil without leaving any trace. If you dare to disobey, the heavenly soldiers will ascend and command!"

The evil-killing talisman, which exuded the aura of the sun, instantly flew up. Once the Green Ghosts touched it, they would melt like ice and turn into ash in the blink of an eye.

"Master!" Taoist Sui Xu shouted loudly, and the others also fell to the ground like survivors.

Yan Zixiu summoned the spirit sword again, stabbing it directly into the floor beneath his feet, then folded his hands on the hilt and began to silently chant the spell.

Golden light began to form a barrier with the tip of the sword as the center, and countless golden spells slowly floated up and spread out in an instant.

"The wall, the wall is bleeding!"

Fan Daode and others immediately looked around and found that the wall seemed to be alive, oozing blood, and where the blood flowed, the surface began to crack rapidly, revealing its original appearance.

"Stop--!!"

A heart-wrenching cry filled the entire house, but Yan Zixiu turned a deaf ear and continued to chant the spell.

The others looked around, trying to find the direction from which the sound came.

At this moment, a thin man appeared out of nowhere and knelt straight in front of Yan Zixiu.

"I will bear all the sins. I beg Master Yan Tian to spare my love."

Yan Zixiu's lips stopped moving. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him with indifference.

Fan Daode looked at the figure in front of him and was suddenly startled.

His eyes widened, and after a long while, he squeezed out three words from his mouth: "Master Xu?!"

At this time, the haggard man turned his head and looked at everyone, and said dejectedly: "I am Xu Fang."

Fan Daode had never thought that the instigator would be him, and all his emotions were blocked in his throat.

Taoist Sui Xu was extremely jealous and immediately stood up and said, "Master Xu, you have always been a righteous person, why do you want to kill people now?!"

Faced with such a question, Xu Fang knelt on the ground with a numb face and did not answer a word.

Yan Zixiu lowered his eyes and looked at him, and said, "You refined your lover into a Yin spirit, and in order to maintain her soul, you have to absorb the vitality of living people, right?"

Just as Yan Zixiu had expected before, the reason why this house can change its form at will is because it is a living spirit, and the controller is Xu Fang in front of him.

He transformed the spirit into the appearance of a youth hostel, attracted young tourists to stay at low prices on the Internet, and then let his lover absorb their Yang energy at midnight.

Because of the frequent disappearances of tourists, the police had already started investigating half a month ago.

But every time the police pulled out the clues, they couldn't find any clues, let alone the location of the youth hostel.

All these strange and bizarre things piled up, and the upper level department, after careful consideration, contacted the Special Management Office through channels.

Although Yan Zixiu's guess was accurate, Xu Fang laughed softly, then raised his head and said, "What do people like you know?"

After saying this, he stood up from the ground with all his strength, and said with a sad look in his eyes, "Do you understand the feeling of powerlessness when you try desperately to keep someone but can't do it?"

Xu Fang suddenly roared like a madman, "I just don't want Xiaoshi to die. I don't want her to leave me, can't I?!"

As he spoke, tears welled up from his red eyes, "You are a heavenly master, so you naturally have no desires or requests. How can you know how to fight desperately..."

"You are wrong." Yan Zixiu, who had been silent, suddenly interrupted him, "I am not without desires. I want to possess every inch of my husband."

He looked straight into Xu Fang's eyes, "If one day his life is in danger, I will only be more decisive than you." When

the others present heard this, they shuddered.

Because they knew that with Yan Zixiu's character and cultivation, if he could say it, he would definitely do it.

"I will send your lover to salvation, as for you, you should stay and atone for your sins."

Although he understood Xu Fang's obsession to keep his lover, he would never agree with the other party's persecution of innocent lives.

Since the debt is stained, it must be paid with blood.

When Yan Zixiu went back to find Jing Shaoci, he found that the temperature of the floor where they were hiding had dropped seriously, and even the door was frozen.

Yan Zixiu kicked the door open, and then quickly opened the large closet.

"Jing Shaoci!"

The two people in the closet had frost on their hair and eyebrows, and their lips were all frozen purple.

Yan Zixiu hugged Jing Shaoci into his arms and immediately transferred his spiritual energy into his body.

Duan Shaoheng watched from the side and felt that his whole body was even colder than before.

After the others tied up Xu Fang in a special way, they followed him down.

Fan Daode and Ji Luoyu worked together to open another cabinet door, and Ming Jian and Yang Yue, who were locked inside, fell out like two popsicles.

"Let's get out of here first!"

When they walked out of the door of the house, the whole formation began to collapse, and the spirit of the weapon returned to its original form.

Yan Zixiu waited for Jing Shaoci's face to recover before transferring some spiritual energy to the other three.

"Master Suixu, my master is not feeling well, so I'll leave the task of saving his soul to you."

Suixu nodded immediately, "Okay, don't worry."

At this time, Duan Shaoheng whispered, "Master."

Yan Zixiu looked at him and nodded slightly, saying, "Take care of yourself."

After saying this, he took Jing Shaoci and left directly.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when the two returned to the Jing family.

Although Jing Shaoci's temperature had risen, he still had a fever.

Yan Zixiu felt so guilty that he put him on the bed and immediately asked the housekeeper to call a doctor. After

Doctor Sun came, he gave Jing Shaoci an injection and left a few boxes of medicine.

"Take two pills at a time, three times a day, and drink one pack of liquid medicine at a time."

After instructing him on taking the medicine, Dr. Sun looked at Yan Zixiu and said, "If Mr. Jing still has a fever in the middle of the night, he must go to the hospital tomorrow."

Yan Zixiu nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

After the doctor left, Yan Zixiu prepared to change Jing Shaoci into pajamas.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he unbuttoned the other person's shirt, Jing Shaoci held his hand.

Yan Zixiu quickly explained, "I don't mean anything else, I just want you to sleep more comfortably."

Jing Shaoci just looked at him without saying anything.

Seeing this, Yan Zixiu lowered his eyes in disappointment and said, "If you really don't want me to touch you, then I'll go out first."

Jing Shaoci said in a hoarse voice, "I'm cold."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zixiu immediately touched the other's cheek with the back of his other hand, and it really felt a little cold.

"I'll put some talismans in the room..."

"No talisman paper." Jing Shaoci turned his head away and said in an unnatural tone, "I want you." As

soon as the voice fell, Yan Zixiu felt his heart was numb, and the feeling of ecstasy made his eyes instantly hot, and even his breathing trembled slightly.

Jing Shaoci didn't hear a response for a long time and thought he was unwilling. He turned his head and was about to speak, but he saw Yan Zixiu's red eyes.

His chest stagnated and his throat immediately became sour.

"Does loving someone like me really make you painful?"

Yan Zixiu immediately shook his head, as anxious as if he was afraid that he would not want him.

Jing Shaoci's feelings at this moment were really too complicated, heartache, sorrow, guilt, sadness... These emotions intertwined together, making him decide to give up his pretended resistance.

Today is his birthday, just think of it as a gift to himself.

Jing Shaoci took Yan Zixiu's hand and gently kissed his palm.

"Yan Yan, I want you..."