Chapter 44 Zhuoyao Three White Peach Blossom Swords
I saw a man, a white shadow passing through the flowers, sword energy like a rainbow, a sword wind elegant and sharp, splitting the rain of flowers, the long sword pointed at her heart -
The flowers fluttered down, and after a long time, they quietly landed on the shoulders of the two people.
A gentle breeze blew the fallen petals back and forth, without stopping for a moment, as if it were a long heavy snowfall.
"White Peach Blossom Sword?"
Ji Lingche was stunned for a moment.
But in the blink of an eye, he realized that the person was just an illusion in his sea of consciousness and had disappeared. All that was left in front of him was a field of scattered peach blossoms. There was no one around and the sky was dark.
Her heart ached slightly, and suddenly a sense of melancholy arose from the bottom of her heart. Although it was only for a moment, she saw the phantom clearly, and it was the young man Qu Wuji.
She wondered, why was this man pointing a sword at her? And with such damp hatred, as if he couldn't quench his vengeance unless he sliced her into pieces...
So, what is his relationship with her?
Why does he hate her so much?
Ji Lingche felt a sharp pain in his chest and his head began to hurt, but he still couldn't remember anything.
She raised her hand and touched her chest, but suddenly felt something hard, and then she realized with surprise that there was a pendant hanging around her neck.
She pulled the thing out and found it was half a jade pendant. She frowned and looked at it. This thing——
Where did it come from?
She vaguely knew that this jade pendant was a pair, but now she only had half of it in her hand. Where was the other half?
Ji Lingche looked at it for a long time and felt that she had treasured this thing in the past. It must be very important to her and she put the jade pendant back on after a long time.
She looked up and saw that the last ray of light was fading away among the flying flowers. The night was quietly enveloping her and chaos was everywhere.
Ji Lingche frowned, hissed, and thought to himself, this is the Dharma Palace of the head of the world's number one sect, and there is not even a single person to be seen. How can he live such a life without desires?
She walked aimlessly through the woods, the wind rustling in the wind, and she seemed to suddenly remember something -
Her head ached, and the phantom of the young man in white appeared in her mind again.
Blood was seen dripping down, and the peach branch in her hand was already soaked in blood. A long sword was pointed at her heart. The man holding the sword had extremely indifferent eyes, but with some subtle hatred, and the sword energy was chilling and piercing.
She looked at the sword and said with a carefree smile, "White Peach Blossom Sword."
"I come in white, my sword is called Peach Blossom."
"Qu Xiaoxiandu's sword is as beautiful as he is."
The man opposite gripped the hilt of his sword so tightly that his hand trembled slightly. His voice was extremely cold as he said, "Give me back the scroll."
Ji Lingche raised the corner of his mouth evilly: "Oh, you actually found out."
With the sound of a sword ringing, frost suddenly burst out, and the flower branch in Ji Lingche's hand instantly turned into a long sword. With a clang, it collided with his long sword. The two spiritual powers collided, causing the air to vibrate, and all the flying fallen flowers were swept away.
Ji Lingche leaped back, disappearing into the rain of flowers, and said with a smile, "What a rage!"
Qu Wuji dragged his long sword through the rain of flowers and slowly walked towards her. With each step, his spiritual pressure suddenly increased. His face turned frighteningly pale. He said hatefully, "Liar."
A complete liar.
He felt blood dripping from his heart, as if someone was pinching his throat. He sneered for a long time, "So, you lied to me all along."
It turns out that everything between us was fake.
You approached me, toyed with me, used me, and made me run around in circles, just for the scroll that could unlock the forbidden weapon.
Now that you have the thing, you immediately turn against me and want to kill me.
Ji Lingche said: "I didn't lie to you, but you can think whatever you want. However, it is impossible for me to return the scroll to you."
She had broken through nine levels of the Taihua Yuxu barrier for this thing, nearly lost her life, and suffered injuries all over her body. Now that she has obtained it, why would she give it back?
Even if Qu Wuji hated her until his death, she would not retaliate.
Qu Wuji nodded slightly and sneered, "Okay, then I will kill you."
Ji Lingche laughed arrogantly: "Come on, draw your sword."
The next moment, violent sword intent rushed towards her. Ji Lingche raised his hand, and saw the air condense. The peach blossoms in the sky instantly stopped. Then a red light suddenly appeared, and turned into thousands of sharp arrows that stabbed forward. However, they were instantly engulfed by the frosty sword wind, and each inch of them froze. Then, they all shattered and were swept away in an instant. The long sword continued to move forward and slashed at her -
Ji Lingche didn't move at all, seeing that the sword light was already in front of her. She suddenly snapped her fingers, and suddenly a huge spiritual pressure burst out from Qu Wuji's sword. The moment the sword was chopped down, the sword spirit wailed, and the peach blossom sword in his hand suddenly shattered into powder!
The sword of his destiny was broken, and all the sword intent backfired. Qu Wuji's sword handle fell out of his hand, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He half-knelt on the ground, and after a long time, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
The spiritual pressure that burst out from the sword fell on Ji Lingche without a drop of it. She felt severe pain in her internal organs and retreated repeatedly, with blood flowing from the corners of her mouth.
Qu Wuji's face was covered in blood, his eyes slightly red. He chuckled and said, "Ha, that's cruel."
Ji Lingche raised his hand to wipe it for him, then leaned over and said, "It's fair, isn't it?"
"You're in pain, I'm in pain too. The worst that can happen is we die together..."
Hurting the enemy by a thousand will only hurt yourself by eight hundred. This is the behavior of a pure madman.
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Ji Lingche suddenly had a splitting headache and came out of the hallucination. She was in so much pain that she almost wanted to punch the ground.
The peach forest was still a peach forest, and the peach blossoms were still flying. She was half-kneeling on the ground, with no one around and the wind blowing.
She was depressed: "What scroll? What forbidden weapon? I tried so hard to get that thing, but what's the point -"
"No wonder Qu Wuji hates me. I broke his natal sword, which was connected to his soul, and he didn't die of the pain. I don't know if I compensated him for the sword later..."
She sat dejectedly on the ground, and the memories that emerged in her mind were all swords and blood. She felt that she might not have done anything good in the past few years... No wonder she had so many enemies.
However, she thought, she treated Qu Wuji like this, and now she was down and out and fell into his hands, but he didn't kill her and kept calling her his Taoist partner. It was really terrifying to think about it carefully -
Is this guy crazy?
Suddenly, her eyes moved and she turned around, only to see a man walking slowly towards her with a small lamp in his hand.
The small lamp was emitting soft light, enveloping him in a gentle glow. A man in a white robe emerged from the flowers, walked up to her, slowly squatted down, and asked gently, "Why are you here?"
This face coincided with the face of the young man in her memory just now. One was filled with hatred and rage, determined not to stop until he killed her, while the other one spoke softly and was looking at her calmly.
Ji Lingche felt a chill in his heart.
It's over, we have really fallen into the hands of a madman.
She stared at the man's face, only to see that he was even thinner and sharper than when he was a teenager. The emotions in his eyes were so complicated that she couldn't understand them, so she said inexplicably, "You've lost weight."
Qu Wuji was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Since when did you become thinner?"
Ji Lingche said: "Compared to when I broke your Peach Blossom Sword."
He looked at her without saying anything for a long time. She asked tentatively, "You—"
But Qu Wuji held her hand, lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry about what happened back then."
She was startled, and after a long moment she sneered, "Are you saying this on purpose to mock me?"
Qu Wuji looked at her and said, "No, I have been regretting it all these years."
Ji Lingche raised his eyebrows: "What do you regret?"
Qu Wuji looked at her: "I knew exactly what you were going to do with the scroll, but I was just angry with you, hating you like crazy and trying to stop you. I just..."
"I'm just mad at you for lying to me."
He gently brushed away the peach blossoms on her shoulders: "I knew you were injured, but I still pestered you like crazy..."
Ji Lingche looked at him and suddenly asked, "Where's the sword? Don't you have any more swords?"
Qu Wuji smiled faintly and said, "Later, you gave me a peerless divine sword, and I no longer hold a grudge against you."
Ji Lingche: "What a pity."
Qu Wuji: "What a pity?"
Ji Lingche chuckled: "Peach Blossom Sword."
"I think there is no other sword in this world that is more suitable for you than this one."
Qu Wuji laughed: "Actually, that sword is not called Peach Blossom."
He said, "Everyone thinks that the White-robed Peach Blossom Sword means that the white robe refers to a person, and that peach blossom is the name of the sword. This misconception has been spread for many years."
"Actually, I've never told anyone that the name of this sword is Baiyi."
Ji Lingche raised his eyebrows: "White Sword?"
"So, Bai Yi is the name of the sword, and Tao Hua refers to you?"
Qu Wuji chuckled, "When I first entered Taihua Yuxu, I was very thin-skinned. Whenever someone looked at me, I would blush. People would always make fun of my peach-blossom face. Later, I became more and more thick-skinned, and no one dared to say that to me anymore. But Master has always remembered it."
"The day I chose my natal sword, I said it was the White Sword. My master actually said it was the White Peach Blossom Sword. Then others heard about it, and I didn't know how it became more and more true."
Ji Lingche couldn't help but laugh as she listened to him speak. She felt that this man wasn't as cold as stone. If his fur was smoothed out, he would still be quite cute. She smiled and said, "Let's go back."
She was about to stand up when she was suddenly picked up sideways.
She frowned and said, "Put me down."
Qu Wuji hissed and said, "You don't even have shoes on."
Ji Lingche had no choice but to put his arms around his neck and let him hold her. The two of them walked slowly on the mountain road. There was silence all around. The silver moon was high in the sky, and the moonlight was clear and bright, making the night flow like water.
All he could hear were the sound of his footsteps, which were light and slow. Ji Lingche leaned on him and actually felt deeply sleepy.
She said, "Why don't you use the main hall? You even sealed the door. There's only one clean room on such a huge mountain that people can live in."
Qu Wuji said softly, "We don't need such a big place."
Ji Lingche asked again: "You don't even have a disciple?"
He said, "...I only have one disciple, and he doesn't come here often."
Qu Wuji pushed open the door, laid her on the couch, and wiped the dirt off her feet. Ji Lingche looked at him and sighed, "So, can you tell me the truth, what is our relationship?"
Qu Wuji remained calm and said, "You and I are a pair of Taoist companions witnessed by the Heavenly Dao. How could I possibly lie to you?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
"If you were not my Taoist partner, how could I save you?"
Seeing that he was still using the same rhetoric, Ji Lingche was half-believing and half-doubting, so she didn't bother to care anymore. She said, "With your level of cultivation, you shouldn't need to sleep, right?"
Qu Wuji said: "I can lie down with you."
Ji Lingche laughed: "Come here, I have something to tell you."
Qu Wuji was stunned for a moment, then really came over. She put her arms around his neck, raised her eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "A slap or a kiss, you choose one?"
Qu Wuji looked at her for a long time and said, "Isn't it okay if I take both?"
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