Chapter 69 Chapter 69 I'm here, don't look at others...
"good."
Ji Chu heard his senior brother say this word.
The drizzle continued to fall, sliding down the senior brother's well-defined cheeks and falling between the two of them.
The water on the ground continued to spread upwards, and Ji Chu felt like he and his senior brother were soaking in the river.
Beneath the water lies endless hesitation, fear, and pain, which can easily pull people down.
It's always easiest to let it go...
But she still wanted to hold on to her brother and struggle to stand up together.
She thought about that flowery passage for a long time, but no matter how she put it, it seemed imperfect.
She was afraid that she would not be able to express all her thoughts and that her senior brother would notice her childishness and naiveté.
She was even more afraid that she would not be able to convince herself, and not only would she fail to save her brother, but she would also sink into the water.
Ji Chu held his senior brother's hand and looked at him nervously.
The water had reached her thighs.
Then she heard her senior brother's answer.
As if afraid that she didn't hear clearly, the senior brother held her hand, wrapping up her palm and five fingers as if he was holding a life-saving straw.
Ji Chu was lost in thought for a moment, then heard his senior brother repeat it in a cold voice, his tone was exceptionally gentle:
"Ji Chu, let's go together."
Her eyes suddenly lit up.
Water drops fell into her eye sockets, and she closed her eyes reflexively, then quickly opened them again, emitting a light a hundred times brighter than before.
Meng Yuci was stunned by her eyes.
Ji Chu seemed unwilling to waste even a moment, so he pulled his hand and headed straight towards the temple.
The sound of water splashing.
He felt his heart start beating wildly as well.
He fell half a step behind, looking at Ji Chu's back as he walked in front of him, charging forward recklessly, arrogantly and determinedly, as if he would never be afraid.
His eyes fell on their folded hands, and he couldn't help but hold her even tighter, greedily enjoying the warmth of this moment.
The currents could not hold him back because Ji Chu was in front.
Meng Yuci finally took a firm step and walked into the temple with her.
The statue is tall and its golden eyes are ruthless.
Ji Chu drew his sword and pointed it at the so-called "unkillable" god in front of him.
Meng Yuci raised his eyes and met God's eyes.
It is also a face-to-face encounter with the self who killed all of his own kind and feared the future.
The thunder roars, as if it is right next to my ears.
Ji Chu's palms were covered in cold sweat.
She had been extremely confident and placed all her bets on this statue.
But now, after finally convincing her senior brother to join her, she was not so sure anymore.
What if I guess wrong?
Senior brother trusts her so much, what if she can't do it?
Kill gods.
She said the two words lightly, but once she stood in front of the statue and was stared at by the lofty eyes of the god, she instantly realized her own insignificance.
She was just an ordinary monk who died without doing anything in her previous life. Now, with a sword in her hand in this life, could she really challenge God?
Ji Chu was in a state of confusion, feeling that her spiritual power was about to get out of control, flowing wildly because of her hesitation, wavering, and uneasiness.
Could there be a better way that she hadn't thought of?
Could it be that this illusion was not actually handled in this way, and her impulsive proposal would cause her senior brother even more pain?
Ji Chu held the sword, unable to move.
The hand that fell on her side suddenly felt warm. It was her senior brother holding her hand.
"Ji Chu, I believe you."
The sound was like a cold spring hitting jade, easily calming all the chaotic thoughts in her heart.
Ji Chu couldn't help but turn her head and glance at her senior brother standing next to her.
Meng Yuci had handsome features and a cold expression, but the look he gave her was exceptionally gentle.
Senior brother believed her.
Ji Chu couldn't help but think in his heart.
Yes, her senior brother has chosen to believe her, so what else is there for her to hesitate about?
She just needs to be more determined and do what she thinks is right!
She believes in herself too!
The light on the Xunzhen Sword was floating. The evil spirits surrounding inside and outside the Fengshen Temple felt the sword energy and rushed towards Ji Chu, but were blocked by the Shaowei Sword.
Ji Chu raised his sword and slashed at the statue.
This time, it was as if it had hit an extremely hard stone. The sword blade brushed past the statue and slashed down diagonally, with a clanging sound like the collision of metal and stone, powerful and resounding.
Ji Chu vaguely heard a "crack" sound, as if something hard was cut by her.
At the same time, an extremely strong demonic energy knocked her away.
Fortunately, her senior brother was behind her and supported her in time.
"careful."
While her senior brother was helping her to steady herself, he also sent spiritual energy into her body in time, relieving the disorder in her meridians after being attacked by the evil spirit.
"I'm fine."
Ji Chu took a breath and stood up by holding his senior brother's arm.
She was obviously seriously injured, but the look she gave the statue became more determined, even faintly excited.
Several attempts to chop down the statue had been unsuccessful. Not only was it completely ineffective, but even the blades felt soft and weak, like they were chopping at air. How could there ever be such a significant reaction?
It can be seen that she made the right bet.
This so-called almighty God began to be afraid.
Ji Chu laughed, his eyes sparkling like two black gemstones, and turned to Meng Yuci and said:
"Brother, it's afraid of you."
Implications:
Brother, don't be afraid anymore.
Meng Yuci's eyelashes trembled.
He lowered his eyes to look at Ji Chu, and faced her eyes full of smiles and expectations. He couldn't help but feel soft in his heart and whispered:
"Um."
"Ji Chu, thank you."
He looked at Ji Chu without blinking, his dark eyes full of only her figure.
The Shaowei Sword was controlled by his mind, rising from the ground beside him, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the statue.
"I'll help you."
Wherever Shaowei's sword pointed, frost condensed and the raindrops that drifted into the Fengshen Temple instantly froze into ice.
The air seemed to be stagnant due to this extremely cold spiritual power, and the ice crystals hovered in the air, unable to fall.
As Meng Yuci's murderous intent was revealed, the statue, which had been pretending to be serious, could no longer restrain itself and changed in front of the two of them.
The strange shape twisted and deformed, gradually stretching into the shape of a human - just like what Ji Chu saw in the real Fengshen Temple.
The pair of golden eyes that had remained calm in front of them suddenly showed anger for the first time.
"Meng Yuci, you slaughtered your own kind, your sins are grave, how dare you kill a god?!"
Meng Yuci's expression remained unchanged, as if he had not heard anything.
Shaowei's sword intent did not stop, the sword energy cut through the evil energy and went straight into the center of the statue.
With a "puff" sound.
As if a ball that was strong on the outside but weak on the inside had been punctured, cracks began to appear on the indestructible statue, slowly spreading outward from the center until the entire body was broken into a spider web.
Ji Chu held the Xunzhen Sword tightly, found the right moment, and took advantage of the situation.
She closed her eyes and recalled the sword techniques her senior brother taught her.
She discarded the complicated and advanced ones and only looked for the simplest and most straightforward sword in her heart.
Raise the sword and sweep across.
With one sword, the statue was cut off from the bottom.
The crackling sounds were heard one after another.
The towering statues collapsed like rocks, pieces of them exploded outwards.
The flying stones were as sharp as blades, crackling towards her.
The golden eyes on the statue could no longer remain calm and transformed into two golden mists, suddenly rushing towards Ji Chu.
Ji Chu's eyes reflected the scene of the golden mist rushing towards her. Her dark pupils were dyed gold, and she subconsciously raised her sword to block it.
Suddenly, a sword energy came from behind her, faster, fiercer and more decisive than her.
The sword blade broke through the illusion, tore open the void, and tore the scene of the temple around Ji Chu into a half-old and half-new appearance.
It was as if ice and snow brushed past her ears, causing a strand of her hair to float forward.
Ji Chu looked up blankly, only to hear a clanging sound as the long sword penetrated into the eyes of the statue. The force was so great that half of the sword came out from behind the statue's head, bringing out a red-gold blood bead that fell down along the tip of the sword.
With a "pa" sound, it hit the floor of the temple and soon merged with the original water flow.
The golden mist was split in half by the long sword and then frozen by the cold air, turning into ashes bit by bit and scattering on the ground, like a burst of golden raindrops falling.
The water flowed from both sides, washing away the debris while also wetting Ji Chu's skirt.
With a bite on her palm, Ji Chu subconsciously turned her head and looked at her senior brother who was originally beside her - or rather, the illusion of her senior brother.
"Senior Brother" looked calm, as if he couldn't see her. There was no light in his eyes, as if it was the silent night.
She turned her head stiffly and looked at the statue.
Zhongli Bai's face was filled with shock, and the two words "Ji Chu" that came out of his mouth became distorted. He covered his mouth and looked at the person who suddenly appeared behind Ji Chu.
The white clothes were stained with blood, the black hair was flying, and there was no expression on the breathtakingly beautiful face.
Her complexion was as cold and white as jade, and her temperament was cold and indifferent, as if she had suddenly appeared as a phantom. Her slightly fluttering hem was as light as a ghost, with red marks on it and traces of burnt black from being struck by lightning.
The sword intent around him had not yet disappeared, and he was like a murderous sword, but he forced himself to suppress the anger and stood silently behind Ji Chu.
The Shaowei sword on the statue was still trembling slightly, the blade making a subtle buzzing sound, and the murderous intent remained.
A pair of dark eyes were fixed on Ji Chu, revealing a hint of paranoia and madness.
Ji Chu looked at the Shaowei sword on the statue, from which blood was dripping continuously.
Golden eyes, a long sword emerging from behind...
She forced herself to look away and tried to control her hands from shaking, but uncontrollable fear still emerged from the bottom of her heart.
In fact, she was no longer so afraid that her senior brother would kill her, but she could not completely forget the fear and pain brought by the sword behind her in her previous life.
Especially when the golden eyes appear.
…
Ji Chu subconsciously took a step back.
——Then she crashed into a cold embrace that completely enveloped her.
Under the chest leaning against him, the strong and powerful heartbeat was slow and even, and Ji Chu's breathing couldn't help but relax a little bit.
Although she knew her senior brother was behind her, she couldn't help but look at where her "senior brother" was.
As expected, it disappeared...
Her heart felt empty and she suddenly felt a little sad.
It was too sudden.
She had only been thinking about how to leave the illusion, but now that she was out, she felt that there were still many things she had not had time to tell her "senior brother from three hundred years ago."
Suddenly, everything in front of my eyes went dark.
One hand covered her eyes, and the slender knuckles gently covered her eyelashes, causing a slight itch when she blinked.
The cool fragrance came along the senior brother's clothes, as light and cool as the wind.
"Don't look at him."
The voice of my senior brother came from behind me, a little hoarse, with a sigh of relief, and a hint of helplessness and strength, like a request, even more like a plea.
“Ji Chu, I’m here, don’t look at others.”
He paused and continued:
"I can't do the other one either."
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The author has something to say: Senior Brother: You are not allowed to look at others, not even the other me.
Ji Chu: Emmm, if you knew that in my previous life, I had this and that with another senior brother...
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