Chapter 19: Jin Lin Qi is crazy, crazy, crazy, he is crazy!!!
Blood was everywhere, corpses were scattered on the ground, and the fishy smell filled the nose.
The night wind howled outside the house, making the door rattle violently. The moonlight was suddenly obscured, and the surroundings fell into darkness.
Ji Lingche couldn't see clearly, he just felt that the person opposite him was hiding in the darkness, and his breathing was extremely heavy.
She chuckled, stepped over the corpse, and slowly walked towards him. Her tone was very soft, but it was full of provocation: "Why are you silent, Qu Shangzheng?"
She walked closer to him, and suddenly the wind blew the clouds, and a ray of jade-colored moonlight came out, passed through the window, and hit his sharp side face.
He had a gloomy expression, his thin lips were pursed, and his cold eyes stared at her without blinking. At this moment, he was burning with unconcealed emotions, and his chest was rising and falling slightly, as if he was trying hard to restrain something.
She moved closer to him, reached out and slowly stroked his heart, and asked quietly, "...Is it interesting?"
My hand slid down his chest, pressing straight to his dantian. Through his thin clothes, I felt a hideous scar.
She said coldly with a smile: "You recognized me a long time ago, right? Do you like hearing me call you Master so much?"
"Do you want me to scream a few more times so you can hear enough?" She looked up at him, her eyes bright and full of teasing.
Suddenly, her hands were tightly grasped by a pair of cold hands, which hurt her so much that it seemed as if they were going to crush her finger bones.
Qu Wu Ji suddenly stretched out his hand and fiercely grabbed her neck. The spiritual pressure that he had been suppressing burst out, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Her clear eyes looked straight into his, full of contempt. She sneered and whispered, "Come on, kill me."
"It's rare that I'm so weak. You have to seize this good opportunity—"
But a sharp floral scent hit her face, and before she could react, she felt a warm sting on her lips.
She suddenly opened her eyes wide and struggled to get up, but her hands were restrained tightly.
Qu Wu Ji pinched her chin and suddenly bit her lips violently. Blood instantly flowed down the corner of her mouth. She felt dizzy and her mind was shocked.
After struggling for a few seconds and failing to break free, he got so angry that he bit back!
At this moment, she no longer knew what she was doing. There was only one sentence left in her mind: Crazy, crazy, crazy, this big idiot has gone completely crazy...
Rather than saying it was a kiss, it was more like a flesh-eating and skin-tearing match, and both parties wanted to swallow the other alive and eat it up completely.
Qu Wuji pressed her against the door. She could only feel a fishy-sweet taste in her mouth. Their blood mixed together, filling her mouth. She felt dizzy, as if her soul and spirit had all drifted outside her body, as if she were no longer in this world...
After an unknown amount of time, Qu Wu Ji suddenly let go of her, and fresh air could finally flow in through her mouth and nose. Ji Lingche leaned against the door and gasped for breath. She touched her lips and found her hand was bright red.
She looked at him in disbelief, seeing that his lips were also crimson, with drops of blood flowing down the corners of his mouth. In the dim light, he looked paranoid and mad.
Ji Lingche pressed his stinging lips, made several "Pooh" sounds in disgust, spat out the blood foam in his mouth, and pointed at Qu Wuji angrily, "Are you, are you really sick?!"
Qu Wuji chuckled, looked at her coldly and said, "I'll give it back to you."
She frowned and said, "What?"
Then I understood what he meant.
...referring to the kiss she gave him before she died in her previous life?!
Qu Wuji approached her, pinched her chin, forced her to look him in the eye, and said word by word: "I am your 'most sincere lover', the one you 'love to the point of trembling with love', right?"
"You said that yourself."
Ji Lingche was stunned when he heard this, then laughed in anger. He swallowed the words back several times before finally curling his lips and saying, "Idiot, I was kidding you."
Qu Wuji slowly wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with the hand that was pinching her chin. He looked frantic and whispered, "But I believe it. What should I do?"
Ji Lingche felt that the situation was too absurd to be conceivable, and sneered, "It's just bad luck for you."
Qu Wuji's eyes were cold, and he squeezed her chin hard, causing her jaw to ache. She pried his hand away and said angrily, "Qu Wuji, you and I have long since made peace!"
"You, stop being crazy and pestering me—"
"Clearance?" He frowned as if he had heard something extremely funny. "How do you clear it?"
"You just die and that's it?"
Ji Lingche sneered: "Then what do you want to do?"
His warm breath sprayed on her face. He turned his head and whispered in her ear: "All those years, I just wanted to kill you. It became my inner demon. But when I finally saw you dead, I don't know why, I'm not happy."
"So, I changed my mind."
He gently brushed the loose hair on her forehead back, his tone gentle and calm, with a hint of coaxing, yet inexplicably crazy: "Alan."
He said, "The immortal path is lonely and miserable. If you can stay with me forever for the next thousand or hundred years, I will no longer hate you."
What does this mean? Is this even human language? Why is she confused?
Ji Lingche looked at him in confusion, opened her mouth, and after a long pause she said, "Have you...always been like this?"
"If you're sick, get treatment, okay?"
He pinched her wrist, his sharp eyes raised, breathing heavily: "You provoked me first, and now you bite me back?"
Ji Lingche's head was buzzing, making it difficult for him to think. He could only say subconsciously, "...I was wrong. I was too blunt before and caused you trouble. I apologize. Please stop saying these nonsense. It's creepy. From now on, let's just pretend we don't know each other, okay?"
Qu Wuji was silent for a moment, then chuckled coldly: "It's too late."
Ji Lingche felt that the situation was beyond her control. She was thinking about how to escape when suddenly the alarm bells in her mind went off and she blurted out, "Be careful!"
Warm blood sprayed over, Ji Lingche dodged sideways, and the blood splashed all over the door panel!
I don't know when a person appeared behind Qu Wu Ji, raised a knife high and was about to chop down on the two men, but he stopped abruptly!
The man lowered his head in disbelief and saw the empty chest—
A beating heart was held in the palm of a slender, porcelain-white hand. As the heart beat, blood flowed through the fingers and into the sleeve.
Qu Wuji stared at the heart in his hand and chuckled, "Did you hear what we were talking about just now?"
The man didn't answer, but just raised his head and stared at Ji Lingche. He couldn't stand steadily, and his throat was blocked by blood, making it difficult for him to speak. He made a "ho ho" sound, and finally grinned: "Senior Sister, you really came back, Xiaochen really missed you so much..."
Before he could finish his words, veins popped up on Qu Wu Ji's hands and he crushed the heart in his palm with all his might. Blood and flesh flew everywhere and the man's life came to an end. He fell backwards suddenly and turned into a wisp of black smoke as he fell to the ground, leaving only a few words lingering in the air.
The voice was completely different from the one just now. It was a clear young boy's voice with a lively and bright tone, but it was so familiar that it was creepy: "Sister Lan!"
"Someone told me you weren't dead. I didn't believe it, but it turned out to be true!"
Yan Jinchen said with a smile: "Sister Lan, I know that you have been crazy looking for me all these years. Now you have finally found me. Are you very happy?"
She had indeed been looking for him for many years, almost to the point of going crazy.
Not only did she want to kill him, but also because of something he stole from her...
She had to find him, kill him, and get the thing back.
Ji Lingche was so angry that his heart was pounding and he wished he could kill this man right away.
She said word by word: "Just wait for me."
Yan Jinchen said with a drooling face: "Hehe, I knew that Senior Sister missed me."
"Come into the city, we can catch up with each other and talk about old times—Oh, by the way, I hate that expressionless guy next to you the most, don't see him!"
It was impossible for Ji Lingche to go with Qu Wu Ji, so he quickly jumped out of the yard and left Qu Wu Ji behind.
Then she cut her finger, and a red light ignited from her fingertips. She pointed at the yard full of corpses and said coldly, "Leave the fire and burn!"
Suddenly, flames shot up into the sky, and thick tongues of flames lifted off the roof, engulfing the entire yard in flames. In the distance, there was a commotion.
The servants in the side rooms of the Chen Mansion were confused and started shouting, "Oh no! There's a fire!"
“…Yes, it’s the master’s yard! Put out the fire!”
"How could this be? That's... the master and mistress's yard!"
"Where are the old lady and the young master? Why are they gone?"
"...My cousin is missing too!"
Those servants who were in a weak position had escaped the clutches of the enemy because they lived far away from the main house. Only then did they realize that something was wrong and began to panic.
Ji Lingche watched as the fire burned all the corpses in an instant, leaving no trace. She flew away, but just as she jumped out of the high wall of the Chen Mansion, she was suddenly blocked by a powerful spiritual pressure. Qu Wuji, wearing a white robe, appeared in front of her out of thin air, staring at her with a bad face.
She said, "Get out of the way!"
"...Qu Wuji, can you please be more respectable?! Stop going crazy. It wouldn't look good if both of us got hurt, would it?"
Qu Wuji looked at her indifferently, approached her step by step, and said slowly: "You want to enter Fengdu City."
Ji Lingche did not answer.
Qu Wuji showed some anger and frowned, "Are you really going to find Yan Jinchen?"
"...If you're going, why don't you take me with you?"
Ji Lingche raised his eyebrows and looked at him coldly: "What does my business have to do with you?"
"It has nothing to do with me?"
A dangerous aura emanated from him, and he frowned as he said, "According to the law, you entered the city without permission and are punishable by death."
Ji Lingche sneered: "I have violated every law of the Immortal Alliance. The ones I haven't violated are the ones I am about to violate!"
His expression was cold, and he spoke word by word, "You are seeking death."
"I said, only I can kill you. Live well before I kill you."
Ji Lingche frowned: "...You are mentally ill. I am too lazy to argue with you now. Get out of the way quickly, otherwise I-"
Qu Wuji suddenly raised his hand, and his cold fingers touched her brow. Ji Lingche opened her eyes wide, but before she could react, she heard him say softly, "Go to sleep."
"Don't wake up until this incident is over."
He stretched out his long arms and embraced the limp Ji Lingche.
His cold fingertips gently brushed her face, but suddenly he paused, and his hand began to tremble slightly.
There was a thin, extremely light green line on that face, like the long veins on a leaf.
His breathing became heavy, and he was suddenly trembling with anger. He reached out and grabbed "her" head, crushing it to pieces without hesitation!
But there was no blood splattering. The person in his arms turned into green smoke and disappeared. Only a tiny locust leaf was seen circling quietly in the air.
Gou Ling, Gou Ling again, this evil magic of a cunning rabbit having three burrows.
Damn it, damn it.
At this time, a ghostly roar was heard in the distance, and the yin energy surged wildly, almost shaking the entire Tiejian Town where Yemian was sleeping three times.
Qu Wu Ji knew that there was only one situation that could cause such turmoil in Fengdu City.
That is, a living person entered Fengdu City, and the vitality on his body immediately caused all the fierce ghosts in the city to go rampage.
If a living person, especially a monk with strong vitality, rashly enters the city, it would be tantamount to digging his own grave.
Qu Wuji clenched his fingers until they cracked, his chest heaving, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of hatred, almost going crazy immediately:
Ji Lingche, why are you...
Why don't you take me with you?
What do you mean, your business has nothing to do with me?!
Why didn’t you take me with you when he said he didn’t want to see me?
Why don’t you always take me with you?
Why, leave me alone again?
Why are you abandoning me so decisively?
Why, when I tell you the truth, you say I'm crazy?
Why, you keep playing with me...
Am I just here to entertain you?
What am I to you?
Am I crazy? Am I crazy? Am I crazy?!
Why do you say I'm mentally ill?
Why……
You have to do this to me.
If you leave me this time, will you come back?
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