Seeing the situation in front of the Burning Heaven Gate, Qiao Yu hurriedly pulled Lu Feiyu aside. At first, Lu Feiyu tried to struggle, but then she stopped moving, for some reason.
Thanks to the paper figures, the coffin that Wen Jinge had been unable to open finally loosened at this moment.
The night was cool, but nothing was cooler than Huo Yongfei, who was watching all of this.
"So you still found out?"
“I’ve always carried this coffin with me, and I find it strange that you didn’t recognize it.” Wen Jingge glanced at her fingernails and reached out to the coffin.
"I understand now why you so-called demons dared to find him before he regained his memories."
The demons were completely silent.
The coffin looked like an ordinary coffin. Wen Jingge had even seen it by chance a long time ago, and there was nothing inside.
"We are people close to the Demon Lord, unlike the group in the Northern Demon Realm now." The winged birdman was eager to distance himself. "The coffin is at the Burning Heaven Gate, we really didn't know about it."
"Then what do you want with Huo Yongfei?" Wen Jingge looked the bird up and down.
His face turned red with anxiety, and he and the one with the bull's head, one scholar and one warrior, seemed to be the leaders of this group of demons.
"Qifeng is not normal!" A cloud of white mist spewed from the bull's nose. He was going all out. "We were the ones who hurt your junior brother. After that, we went to Huo Yongfei to monitor Qifeng."
"Surveillance?"
“He seems like our old master,” the birdman added. “The Demon Lord you speak of is not our true master.”
The man with the bull's nose also pointed to the coffin, "Following this, we can find our old master, but in the past, only the Northern Demon Domain had his aura. Two years ago, a demon appeared by your side, and we placed our bet on the Xuan Yun Sect."
"And now?" Wen Jingge looked at the group of demons with great interest.
She knew they didn't want to fight.
"If Master Wen could be so reluctant as to part with this now, we..."
"Let bygones be bygones?" Wen Jingge didn't move, but Gou Chen did, and the two sides clashed again.
Do you know why there is no trace of killing or prayer in this world?
The man with the bull's nose kept watching from a distance, but didn't ask any questions.
Wen Jingge wasn't in a hurry, "Because Qi is using a body that's been destroyed, and destruction—"
Her gaze fell on the coffin beside her, and before anyone could react, she rushed toward Huo Yongfei, saying, "His cultivation has dissipated."
"Then what's wrong with you?" the birdman asked, skeptical.
"Me? I merely absorbed the natural spiritual energy of heaven and earth. For example, spirit stones were no problem for me tens of thousands of years ago. As long as I ate them and transformed them, who in this world could find my trace? In your eyes, I was just a pile of stones, and... I probably didn't even feel pain back then, right?"
She glanced at the coffin behind her; the fan had already fallen into the coffin. She parted her thin lips and said, "Senior brother, my business is finished. I can fight you now."
"Give me a quick death." Huo Yongfei picked up his sword again, and it was only then that he realized that Wen Jingge had only made a feint and had not actually moved.
"You—" He was taken aback, his sword flashing out too fast to be withdrawn in time.
"Master!" A soft, sweet voice rang out, and Wen Jingge looked at the person in her arms with surprise.
What are you doing here?
The person blocking her way was none other than Ling Yi, who should have been recuperating. After leaving the altar, he had long since reverted to his childlike appearance.
"I've finally repaid my debt to my master by giving him my life." He gave a bitter smile and looked towards the outside of the Burning Heaven Sect. "I came here with my senior brothers, but I'm smarter than them. I wasn't trapped by my third senior brother's formation, so I ran here first."
He was still smiling, as if he didn't feel pain: "Master, will you miss me after I die?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Master, step back!" At this moment, Qiao Yu and Lu Feiyu had already joined the battle, so Wen Jingge was naturally happy to be free.
"Is there anything you haven't told me yet?" She looked at Ling Yi and there was no pain in her eyes. She spoke very naturally, as if she knew he wouldn't die.
"No!"
"You know whether you have it or not." With that, he stuffed the person into the coffin.
"I want to be your disciple!" Ling Yi held onto her hand tightly, as if to say, "I can still be saved."
"You're probably looking for a beating."
"Master, I'm about to die, can't you say something nice?" he laughed.
"The more I look at you, the more you seem like a monkey."
Ling Yi pursed his lips.
"Close your eyes! You'll wake up soon." Wen Jingge closed the coffin lid.
Ling Yi struggled a few times inside the coffin before falling silent.
"Master, my junior brother is..."
"Hmm." Wen Jingge responded indifferently, her attitude making her seem more like an outsider.
After getting the answer she wanted, Qiao Yu stopped asking questions.
"Uncle-Master, I was wrong to blame you!" Lu Feiyu said, her brows furrowed, her attitude remaining neither humble nor arrogant.
"oh."
"Uncle-Master, you're actually a good person." Lu Feiyu cautiously observed Wen Jingge's expression.
Wen Jingge was unaware that in this girl's eyes, his image had changed from that of a demon accomplice to someone who could turn the tide, and he still gave a cold "heh".
She guarded the coffin, and the paper figures guarded her.
She didn't care what happened inside the coffin; it was her destiny.
Several orcs had already fallen. Wen Jingge asked listlessly, "You suspect that Xiao Qi is your old master, so why don't you ask him instead of coming to the Demon Lord?"
"Our master has his own methods for doing things. We're just errand boys; how can we possibly deserve such a greeting?"
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