"You jinx, you have no conscience."
Tears welled in Qi Yuan's eyes as she watched her right palm melt away into nothingness. Her initial enthusiasm turned to ashes in an instant.
"All warfare is based on deception."
After gaining the mysterious power of the Ghost Eye, Fu Chen easily broke the seal on the Xuan Tie cage.
Seeing Fu Chen strolling towards her, Qi Yuan disregarded everything else and screamed for help at the top of her lungs, "Help! The Broom Star Lord has escaped from prison!"
"Shh—you'd better shut up, or I'll tear you apart and devour you clean."
Fu Chen made a shushing gesture, then suddenly squatted down and grabbed Qi Yuan's chin, dislocating her jaw with a "crack".
"Waaah..."
Qi Yuan whimpered softly, the horror in her eyes was obvious.
Fu Chen seemed amused by her pained expression, and a morbid and eerie smile suddenly appeared on his pale face.
"Tsk... Do you know that you look exactly like a lamb to the slaughter right now?"
Fu Chen patted her tear-stained cheeks, a strange light flashing in his eyes.
"Waaah..."
Qi Yuan struggled to support her dislocated jaw, unable to utter a complete sentence, and retreated in terror.
At this moment, she finally understood why Xuan Fengqian always prevented her from getting too close to Fu Chen.
It turns out that Xuan Fengqian did this simply to protect her.
Unfortunately, she realized it too late.
"My dear Qiyuan, do you know how many cuts a person needs before they finally die?"
No...don't.
After realizing what Fu Chen was about to do, Qi Yuan was terrified.
*Sizzle*
Fu Chen completely ignored Qi Yuan's current terror, and slashed the dagger in his hand towards Qi Yuan's bloodied right arm. "Xuan Fengqian dared to betray me, so naturally I have to repay her properly. Tell me, if I made you into a meat soup and served it to her, would she recognize you?"
"You... evil... demon!"
Looking at her right arm, which was torn and bleeding, Qi Yuan felt not only endless fear but also a sudden surge of hatred.
Fu Chen gently tucked the stray hairs from his forehead behind his ear, revealing his stunningly handsome face. His deep, mellow voice carried an uncontrollable excitement as he said, "I am a demon. You can only blame yourself for misjudging people."
As he spoke, just as he was about to deliver his second blow, Xuan Fengqian unexpectedly returned and headed straight for the top floor of the Demon-Locking Tower.
Seeing this, Fu Chen glanced at Qi Yuan, who was sobbing in front of him, with a hint of regret, and said indifferently, "Consider yourself lucky. I'll spare your life for now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.
"You really are here!"
Xuanfeng Qian's voice trailed off slightly, his words revealing obvious anger.
She strode forward, her eyes fixed on the empty iron cage. Her heart skipped a beat, and she cursed under her breath, "Damn it! He escaped."
"Princess, I'm...I'm sorry."
Qi Yuan collapsed weakly into a pool of blood, her eyes filled with tears of regret.
Xuan Feng took a deep breath, about to speak, when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Qi Yuan's bare right arm, which had lost its hand.
How did you get hurt?
With a furrowed brow, she carefully helped the barely breathing Qi Yuan to her feet and asked with concern.
Qi Yuan's nose tingled with tears, and she could only apologize to her repeatedly, "Your Highness, it's all my fault."
Xuan Fengqian deftly straightened her dislocated jaw, softening his tone as much as possible, "Fu Chen has always been treacherous. You were merely caught in his seductive spell; it's not your fault."
"Princess, kill me. Otherwise, I will not have peace of mind."
"Qiyuan, listen to me. Since it has already happened, dying won't solve anything. You should live well. If one day you can kill him with your own hands, that will be enough to make amends."
Xuan Feng gently treated the gruesome wound on her right arm, showing no sign of blaming her.
"A-Qian, what are you doing here?"
Leng Ye originally planned to keep watch in front of the black iron cage to prevent any unexpected complications.
Unfortunately, he arrived too late.
"Could you please carry Qi Yuan back to Qingfeng Palace for me?"
Fearing that Qi Yuan would be corrupted by the evil energy in the Demon Locking Tower, Xuan Feng had no choice but to seek help from Leng Ye.
Leng Ye seemed somewhat troubled. After hesitating for a moment, he finally refused Xuan Fengqian's request, "Besides you, I cannot embrace any other woman."
"..."
Xuan Fengqian was speechless. With no other choice, he mustered all his strength and hugged Qi Yuan in his arms.
Leng Ye had intended to lend a hand, but Xuan Fengqian ignored him and walked past him dismissively.
He realized that Xuan Fengqian was still angry, so he had no choice but to follow her at a leisurely pace.
"Could you tell me what I have done wrong?"
Leng Ye racked his brains but still couldn't figure out why Xuan Fengqian was so angry.
Bang--
Xuan Fengqian had barely stepped into Qingfeng Palace when she ordered the celestial servants at the door to close it, effectively shutting Leng Ye out.
"Have you made enough of a scene?"
Leng Ye had never been treated like this before, and he lost control of his emotions, kicking open the door of Qingfeng Palace.
Xuan Fengqian had just settled Qi Yuan when she saw Leng Ye, whose face was dark, approach her and put on a fierce and menacing look.
"what you do?"
"Why do you have to provoke me?" Leng Ye unconsciously softened his tone, afraid of frightening her again.
Xuan Fengqian said in an unfriendly tone, "When did I offend you? It's clearly you who's been shamelessly clinging to me."
"Tell me honestly, where exactly did I go wrong? I can change, and I'm willing to change. If you don't say anything, how will I know where I went wrong?"
"Still pretending to be stupid? You know perfectly well what kind of bastards you've done."
Leng Ye was extremely depressed. He had no idea what kind of outrageous thing Xuan Fengqian was talking about, so he simply carried her into the bedroom and bolted the door shut.
Xuan Fengqian subconsciously took several steps back, glaring menacingly at Leng Ye, whose face was ashen. "What are you planning to do now?"
"Are you going to tell the truth or not?"
"You bastard, don't come any closer!"
Xuan Feng glanced at Leng Ye, who was approaching step by step, and casually picked up the wine pot from the food table.
Leng Ye's patience snapped. He strode forward, snatched the wine jug from her hand, and asked in a deep voice, "You know perfectly well how much I love you. Why are you torturing me like this?"
"Because you like me, you pretended not to know about Fu Chen's plan even though you knew about it beforehand, right? Because you like me, you disregarded my wishes and brazenly violated me despite Di Jun's shamelessness?"
Xuan Fengqian was unwilling to bring up the matter again, but Leng Ye kept pressing her about it.
"You must have misunderstood something, right? It really wasn't me that night." Leng Ye's eyelids twitched wildly, fearing that Xuan Fengqian would never forgive him again, and he denied it outright.
"Get out."
"If you insist that the person that night was me, then I will agree. Don't be angry, okay? I'll go and propose to the White Emperor in a little while." Leng Ye said tentatively, feeling guilty.
Hearing his explanation, Xuanfeng Qian was speechless.
It was clearly his fault, but he acted as if she was being unreasonable.
Leng Ye subconsciously avoided her sharp eyes and said nervously, "A Qian, don't worry, I will definitely take responsibility for you to the end."
"Take responsibility my ass!"
She took a deep breath, grabbed his arm, and threw him out the door. "Unless I'm blind, I would never marry a beast like you in this lifetime."
"How am I worse than a beast?"
Leng Ye muttered his explanation in a low voice, and was about to get up when Xuan Fengqian slammed the door shut with a loud "bang".
"Your Majesty, I think you'd better not talk back to A-Qian when she's angry. Otherwise, she'll only get angrier." Wu-Yai, carrying a bamboo basket, leaned against the railing in front of the corridor, lazily cracking melon seeds.
"Shut up."
With an unyielding, icy expression, Leng Ye sternly rebuked Wuya.
Although he appeared relatively calm.
In fact, he was so panicked that he was practically begging Xuan Fengqian to apologize.
Inside the room, Xuan Fengqian was sprawled on the couch, fuming. He squinted at the portrait of Leng Ye hanging above the couch and kept throwing darts at it.
"Damn it!"
"It's clearly him, yet he won't admit it."
"Scumbag!"
"You big pig's trotter!"
...
Xuanfeng was so frustrated that he kept stabbing the portrait of him until it was riddled with holes before he stopped.
She lay there for several hours, but couldn't fall asleep.
"Damn it!"
Xuanfeng cursed under his breath, then suddenly stood up, intending to go out for a walk, but found Leng Ye still guarding the door, so he had to give up.
Hearing the commotion inside, Leng Ye, urged on by Wu Ya, had no choice but to lower his voice and say, "A Qian, are you calmed down? If not, how about I sing you a little tune?"
Xuan Fengqian's lips twitched wildly; she simply couldn't believe that Leng Ye could sing a little tune.
However, she remained silent.
He stood silently in front of the door, glancing indifferently at the silhouette of the cold night reflected on the window lattice.
Seeing that Xuan Fengqian did not answer, Leng Ye finally mustered up her courage and was about to speak, but because she couldn't find the right tone, she blushed deeply.
"puff--"
Xuan Fengqian couldn't help but laugh when he saw Leng Ye's appearance.
Leng Ye was extremely embarrassed. He pinched Wuya's bird head hard and explained repeatedly, "Don't misunderstand. That was Wuya's hiccup just now. I didn't speak."
Wuya pouted pitifully, and to please Leng Ye, he could only stretch his neck and burp several times in a row, like a rooster crowing.
Xuanfeng peeked through the paper window and couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the person and bird outside.
Just as she was engrossed in watching, a large hand suddenly reached out from behind and gently patted her shoulder.
"who?"
Xuanfeng Qian's alarm blared, and with a sudden twist of his wrist, he firmly restrained the arm that had suddenly sprang out.
"Princess, it's me."
Yu Chen made a shushing gesture and whispered.
Xuan Fengqian looked at Yu Chen, who was smiling obsequiously, with a puzzled expression, and patiently asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Your Highness, I can only entrust my life's most important matter to you," Yu Chen said solemnly.
What do you mean by that?
"Does Your Highness still remember the incident a few days ago when I was ambushed by the Blood Demon?"
Xuanfeng nodded slightly and replied somewhat perfunctorily, "It seems there is such a thing."
"Recently, I have been searching for the celestial being who helped me that day. After making inquiries, I finally learned that the one who risked her life to save me was actually a female immortal. What's even more surprising is that the female immortal looks almost exactly like the person in my dream."
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