"No, I'm not curious."
Although she said she was not curious, Fengjiu's brain buzzed and she understood it instantly.
It was Wei Xiang who brought Li Lingge to the God Realm, and it was also Wei Xiang who asked Li Lingge to join the Fuyao Sect.
She was very curious at the beginning. With Li Lingge's talent in swordsmanship, why didn't he join Xuantian Sword Sect?
After all, Li Lingge had already condensed the fruit of the sword path at that time.
It’s a pity that she was so overwhelmed by such a genius that she didn’t think about it carefully.
Now it seems that all this was premeditated. Li Lingge must have had some ulterior motive when he joined the Fuyao Sect.
Wei Xiang continued to ask.
"Master, aren't you curious about which world Li Lingge comes from?"
“No, no—”
Fengjiu kept retreating, but she already had the answer in her heart.
The Four Imperial Immortal Realms!
This disciple who satisfied her in every aspect came from the Four Imperial Immortal Realm, the place that suppressed Wei Xiang.
Wei Xiang suddenly appeared in front of Feng Jiu and said in a cold voice.
"Master, aren't you curious about where he learned the art of talismans?"
"I, I... am not curious."
Fengjiu struggled to squeeze out these four words from her throat, but she didn't have the courage to look at Wei Xiang at all.
She understood, she understood it all.
Li Lingge's alchemy and talisman skills were all taught by Wei Xiang. No wonder a person can have such talent.
She should have thought of it earlier, when Li Lingge showed his talent for talismans.
After figuring everything out, Fengjiu suddenly turned around.
escape!
At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind, to escape from these two people immediately.
The Xuanyuan Sword in Li Lingge's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and then hovered in front of Fengjiu.
"Where are you in such a hurry to go, Master?"
Wei Xiang looked at the trembling figure and said coldly.
"Master's divine power is now exhausted. If he leaves alone, it will be very dangerous."
Hearing Wei Xiang's words, Feng Jiu subconsciously shuddered.
Although the voice belonged to Meng Yuyan, the tone was so similar to that of the God Slayer that she was familiar with.
Danger?
In the entire secret realm, being around these two people is probably the most dangerous.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Li Lingge suddenly spoke.
"This opportunity is rare, why don't you take control of her body."
Although he could also control Fengjiu directly, it would be better to let Wei Xiang take over Fengjiu's body.
After all, Meng Yuyan's strength is too weak, which is ultimately a limitation for Wei Xiang.
Fengjiu never imagined that this seemingly harmless disciple would come up with such a sinister idea.
"You dare!"
In order to clear up the misunderstanding, she immediately explained.
"The Taixu Refining Spirit Art is not what I want to give you. I have to obey the orders of the Medicine King God."
At this moment, she didn't care whether to betray the Medicine King God, otherwise she would most likely die at the hands of Li Lingge.
"Disciple, you are my favorite disciple. In the future, the position of the Fuyao Sect's leader and even the position of the Medicine King God will be yours."
She raised her finger and pointed at Wei Xiang, her speech getting faster and faster.
"She is a godslayer and the enemy of the entire Divine Court. You will definitely not end well if you stay with her."
Li Lingge flipped his palm and Mengdie San appeared in his palm.
"Master, I want to help you, but she offered too much. She promised me the position of Lord of the Divine Court."
"What?!"
Fengjiu's pupils suddenly shrank, and before she could react, Wei Xiang had already made a lightning-fast move.
The cold fingers pinched her cheek like an iron clamp, so hard that her cheekbone hurt.
“Hmm—”
She struggled subconsciously, but was restrained by an invisible divine force and forced to open her mouth.
Under her horrified gaze, Li Lingge slowly put the Mengdie Powder into her mouth.
Li Lingge's voice was so gentle that it was creepy.
"Master, just think of this as a dream."
The pill melted in the mouth, turning into a sweet and warm stream that slid down the throat.
Fengjiu widened her eyes in horror and tried to mobilize her divine power to resist, but unfortunately, she had no divine power left.
At this time, the tail end of Li Lingge's voice gradually drifted away.
"When you wake up from the dream, everything is over."
The world began to spin, and the scene before my eyes was like a shattered mirror, peeling off piece by piece.
Wei Xiang's stern face and Li Lingge's smiling eyes were all distorted.
Instead, countless fragments of memory came flooding in like a torrent.
"This is an illusion..."
The remaining sanity was screaming, but the body was sinking uncontrollably.
She felt herself being enveloped by gentle tides, and every inch of her skin was soaked in dizzying warmth.
Gradually, even the consciousness of struggling began to fade.
In her last sight, she saw Li Lingge leaning over, his slender fingers gently covering her eyelids.
"Go to sleep, Master."
Darkness fell completely.
Deep in the illusion that no one could see, Fengjiu's soul was surrounded by countless dark blue butterflies.
Fragments of memories flickered on those butterfly wings, and every flap of their wings rewrote her cognition.
The boundary between reality and illusion is being erased bit by bit.
For double insurance, Li Lingge still condensed a purple magic pattern on his fingertips and touched it on Fengjiu's forehead.
A painful whimper escaped Fengjiu's throat. Her body was imprisoned by the purple magic pattern and hovered in mid-air like a butterfly entangled in a spider web.
Li Lingge's magic pattern was like a living thing, wandering between her eyebrows and gradually weaving into a strange symbol.
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