Chapter 30: Hateful Resentment 4 If I say, I would rather die with you...
Cold drops of blood flowed down Qu Wu Ji's hair, landing on her face drop by drop, and then sliding down her jaw to her neck.
Ji Lingche was about to make a few teasing remarks, but when he looked at his blood-stained, pale face, he suddenly choked and said, "How did you get hurt?"
Qu Wuji was stunned.
He suddenly pulled her into his arms and held her tightly in his arms without caring about anything.
He held her tightly, resting his head on her shoulder, and muttered with a pleading tone, "Alan, you still hate me."
"It doesn't matter if you hate me, as long as you are willing to pester me."
Ji Lingche let him hold her in his arms. The refreshing fragrance of winter flowers on his body hit her nostrils, but she felt a sense of confusion in her heart.
...What are you doing?!
Just as they were lost in thought, a dark shadow suddenly rushed towards them like a sharp arrow, enveloping them in a sinister ghostly aura. Ji Lingche pushed him hard, and the evil ghost flew through them.
A cold sneer spread across Yan Jinchen's face. "This crazy man treats you so lightly. Keeping him around is a mere nuisance to you. Why don't you kill him right away?"
Ji Lingche's face was also covered in blood. The wind whipped her hair wildly. She sneered, "Who said he was an eyesore?"
Qu Wu Ji was a little surprised when he heard this and turned to look at her expression.
Ji Lingche just found it funny: "You're quite an eyesore to me, why don't you just die?"
Yan Jinchen acted as if he couldn't hear her words and continued to talk to himself, "How about I help you kill this bastard?"
He said slowly: "Let me think about it carefully——"
"I'm going to tear out his muscles and bones inch by inch, making him struggle and wail... With someone as proud as Qu Shouzun, it's going to be quite a spectacle then, right?!"
Yan Jinchen said in a cold tone: "I'll make you... turn you into a puppet!"
"When the time comes, you'll have to do whatever I tell you to do. I'll make you grovel before me, because who told you—"
When he got excited, he suddenly became furious: "Who told you to always look down on me?"
Before he finished speaking, countless black smoke, accompanied by a clamor of dust, roared towards the city gate. The sky and the earth were filled with darkness, as if all light had disappeared.
Tiejian Town is like a sharp blade pointing directly at the abandoned city of Fengdu. The formation is so sophisticated that it can seal the resentful souls in the city tightly. Any ghost leaving the city will be strangled immediately by the formation.
If the formation is broken, evil spirits will pour out of the city and join forces with the demons outside the city. The whole world will immediately turn into a cemetery.
Ji Lingche raised his head and looked at the countless evil ghosts and fierce spirits rushing towards him. After a long moment, he said, "Has the ghost-locking formation been broken?"
Qu Wuji stood upright in the wind, his white robe stained with blood, solemn and murderous. He said word by word, "As long as I am alive, the formation will not be broken."
Yan Jinchen smiled and said, "Hehe, I do have a question now. May I ask, our Jiyue Fengqing's chief lord, what was his mood like when he personally slaughtered the people of Tiejian Town?"
Qu Wuji's expression froze.
Yan Jinchen: "Senior Sister, you have killed so many people and so many demons. You can't tell whether the blood on his body is human, demon, or ghost blood, right?"
"Hahaha, what are you talking about... Heaven's Way is Eternal Prosperity? But the Immortal Alliance's leader is such a hypocritical and vicious person. He slaughters people without hesitation and even kills demons with more dedication!"
Qu Wuji frowned, blood flowing into his eyes, merging with the cold murderous intent in them. He took a step forward, but suddenly stopped, and couldn't help but tremble slightly -
He lowered his head and found his hand being tightly held by Ji Lingche.
Ji Lingche grabbed his cold hand, pulled him back, and stood in front of him, sneering, "So what?"
Qu Wu Ji felt his heart and soul tremble, the bloody smell suddenly stuck in his throat, and the blood on his temples dripped down his jaw.
Ji Lingche's thin figure blocked in front of him, like a long sword, and cursed at Yan Jinchen: "You bastard, you are not worthy of talking about him?"
Is she speaking for me...? Qu Wuji thought.
Yan Jinchen seemed stunned for a moment. "Why? Why did you forgive him and protect him when he killed someone, but you keep biting me?! I only massacred a small village back then. Why did you cut my tendons and kick me out of the mountain gate in front of everyone?!"
"Why, why are you always so tolerant of others, but so mean to me, and so mean to me..."
"Why is it that wherever I go, I'm always called a beast and treated like a lost dog? No one ever tolerates me?!"
Every word he spoke seemed to be shed with tears, and his sharp roar finally merged into the roar of a ghost, leaving only the ground collapsing.
Dust rolled, and the evil ghost turned into black smoke, covering the sky and the sun. At this moment, it rushed towards the two of them like a madman.
Yan Jinchen only sighed softly, "Forget it, just kill them all, then I won't have to worry anymore."
Qu Wu Ji grabbed her shoulders, flew into the air, and slashed down fiercely with his palm as a blade!
Suddenly a bright light poured down, splitting the night sky. Wherever the spiritual pressure reached, all the evil spirits were torn apart. It forcibly cut a path, but it was instantly filled by the evil spirits that followed one after another.
The two men stood out among the thousands of ghosts, like bait thrown into a pack of wolves.
The wind howled, ghost saliva flew everywhere, and Ji Lingche was suspended in the air by his power: "Where is your sword?!"
Qu Wuji said in a cold tone: "Set up a strong formation outside the city."
Ji Lingche thought that if the situation outside the city had not been so difficult to control, he would never have abandoned his sword. It was obvious that the situation outside the city was so tragic that it was unspeakable. She frowned and said, "You massacred Tiejian Town? Why?"
Qu Wuji paused and said, "Because all the people in the town have turned into monsters."
Ji Lingche was suddenly stunned. A living person transformed into a demon was already shocking, but how could the entire town be like this?!
There was no time to think about it, Qu Wuji tightly grasped Ji Lingche's wrist and said, "I'll take you out of the city, don't worry about me."
Ji Lingche raised his eyebrows and sneered: "What are you talking about? Are you looking down on me?"
Qu Wuji was about to say something when Ji Lingche put his finger to his lips and said, "Shh..."
She laughed: "At worst, we can just die together."
Let's just die together.
Does this mean that she is willing to die with me...? Qu Wuji pondered over and over in his mind.
Ji Lingche looked up at him and tugged at his arm: "Hey, what are you doing? Get out there and kill Yan Jinchen before the Ghost Locking Formation breaks!"
Qu Wu Ji did not carry a sword, but stretched out his bare hands into the air, and pulled out a lightsaber inch by inch from the void.
This kind of lightsaber burns lifespan and consumes a lot of energy, so the only way to end the fight quickly is to make a quick decision. She made a hand gesture and a strong wind suddenly arose, blowing the hair and clothes of the two people together.
Ji Lingche curled up the corners of her mouth and raised her hand suddenly. Countless petals flew out from her sleeves and turned into dark red sharp arrows in the blink of an eye, shooting out and clearing a path in an instant!
Qu Wu Ji held the sword in both hands, held the lightsaber across his chest, and swung it out with a thunderous force, splitting the sky and heading straight for the huge ghost palace. The strange palace was cracked by his sword, and sand flew up with a bang.
Wherever the sword wind reached, the ghosts were torn to pieces by the spiritual pressure!
Blood flowed from the corner of Qu Wu Ji's mouth. He held the sword in one hand and pointed it at the towering ghost building rising from the ground.
Ji Lingche could feel the jade pendant on her chest burning. She turned to look at Qu Wuji and saw his face covered in blood. She was stunned for a moment and said, "If you keep hitting me with sword after sword, you will collapse before we even break through this ghost house."
She pointed to the huge crack in the ground and said: "We can't get in from the front, let's go in from underground."
This huge ghost palace rose from this crack.
At that time, wailing was coming from underground, as if some creepy thing was trapped underground, roaring and emitting resentment.
She reached out and held Qu Wuji's cold hand, pulling him towards her: "Okay, it's settled."
Qu Wuji said coldly and stubbornly, "Leave the city and leave me alone."
Ji Lingche curved his eyes and chuckled, "What if I said I'd rather die with you?"
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Qing only felt severe pain all over his body, as if every bone was pulled out and crushed, and the pain was so severe that it felt as if his ashes were scattered.
I felt a chill all over my body, wrapped in endless resentment, as if I had been thrown into hell, with no hope of reincarnation.
He didn't know what exactly happened, he only knew that the sky suddenly collapsed and the earth broke apart, and he fell into the crack without being able to dodge, and from then on he fell into a nightmare.
I don’t know how long it took before I finally recovered, but my whole body was in pain and I couldn’t open my eyes.
At this moment, he only felt someone patting his face gently.
The touch was very cold, not human body temperature, and he couldn't help but shudder all over. At this moment, he heard a voice softly in his ear: "Brother Qing, it's me."
At this moment, the nightmares that trapped him shattered layer by layer. He suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath. All he saw was darkness, with only some white lights in the distance, which gathered into the shape of a woman, blurry and unclear.
The woman in white light was gently hugging someone. In the dim light, one could see that the person she was hugging was Linghu Jin.
Qing felt his heart skip a beat, and after a long moment, he murmured, "Young Master Yue..."
It felt like my tongue had been pulled out, I couldn't speak, my chest was so stuffy I almost vomited blood.
He knelt on the ground, unconscious, tears rolling down his face uncontrollably. He screamed at the inhuman white light, "Sister..."
He saw it, his lifelong nightmare.
"No..." He shook his head violently, raised his hand and slapped himself in the face. As if it wasn't enough, he slapped himself more than ten times in a row, until the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
He whispered, "Master, I'm not worthy to call you sister."
The smell of blood rose from his throat, and he crawled forward slowly on his knees.
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