Soon, the news that Baili Yaoyue killed the leader of the Immortal Alliance in Lanxue Pavilion and exterminated Lingxiao Sect spread throughout Jiuzhou. The Immortal Alliance was leaderless, and Yun Liang was dead at this moment. Wanjian Mountain tried to denounce Quan Xing, but no one responded: Yaowang Valley and Wanjian Mountain had always had a grudge, and Valley Master Lu was afraid that he would not be able to applaud in time; Xingji Pavilion Master loved Baili Yaoyue and would definitely not go to war with Quan Xing; Da Zizai Hall had always been aloof from the world and only focused on resisting the Demon Realm; Miaoyin Sect’s group of music cultivators were not good at fighting and could not help. Lingxiao Sect, Bailian Palace, and Jingtao Sect had all been abolished, and Wanjian Mountain could not stand alone and could only grit its teeth and swallow its anger.

"It is said that Baili Yaoyue risked his life for his lover..."

“Ahem…” She almost spit out the tea she had just drunk, and the tea choked her throat, causing her to cough violently a few times, “Stop reading…”

Bai Ruyu closed the Immortal Alliance tabloid, and Hongxiu brushed across the table and poured her another cup of tea.

"Yao Yue, the remnants of the Ling Xiao Sect have all surrendered, only Ling Wujie has not been found yet, you see..."

"Don't worry about him," the girl shook her head, a complex light flashing in her dark eyes, "Let him go."

She thought that she had no regrets in killing all the Lingxiao clan members who held the mother Gu, but she felt a little guilty about this cheap disciple. His family was destroyed overnight, and he fell from the high and mighty position of the Ling family's heir to the mortal world. It must be hard for him to feel that way.

Bai Ruyu nodded and continued, "Then the Yongning Prefecture branch..."

"I've said before, the Yongning Prefecture branch is fully under your control. You don't need to ask for my permission."

Lanxue Pavilion has been rooted in Yongning Prefecture for hundreds of years, and Bai Ruyu knows this land much better than she does. Lanxue Pavilion is full of talented people, such as Azhi, who is very smart, and Liyun, who has excellent bones and bones, both of whom are talented people with great potential.

Yao Yue raised the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. Her red lips were soaked by the clear tea, and covered with a thin layer of water light: "Please prepare a quiet place for me in Lanxue Pavilion. I want to go into seclusion."

——After the battle three days ago, she felt that the bottleneck was loosening and a breakthrough was in sight. Actual combat was indeed faster than theoretical talk.

The young man in red glanced at the empty teacup, with an enchanting mist in his eyes.

"That's easy. There's a quiet place right here. I'll take you there to see if it suits your taste."

Lanxue Pavilion was not open today, but the second floor was filled with the sound of piano music. Bai Ruyu led the girl in front of her, her pink lips curled up quietly, her smile was very shallow, but her smile was very deep.

He had put the Sleeping Sound Gu in the tea he had just handed to the girl. This Gu was so tiny that it was hard to tell. When it entered the water, it would transform into thousands of insects. It was colorless and tasteless, and it would not harm people's lives. It was not afraid of the method of testing poisons. When it was stimulated by the sound of music, it could make people lose their minds and become unconscious.

The girl had only taken a few steps when her body suddenly swayed and she staggered as if she was drunk.

"Yaoyue..." Bai Ruyu reached out to support her, her expression was fanatical, but her voice was surprisingly gentle, "Look at me."

A strange light flashed from his eyes, and all the sounds and colors in Lanxue Pavilion turned into a vortex, whistling away rapidly. She blinked, suddenly revealed a smile, and took the initiative to bury herself in his arms——

"Why are you here?"

Ling Lang forced him to learn the charm technique of the fox tribe in the Shiwan Mountains. It was an illusion technique that he despised and despised, but today... he used it on her.

After the heavy rain, his heart was tied to her. But after years of being in the world of romance, how could he not see the lingering affection between her and the disciple of Wanjian Mountain? He would kill others with his moves, but he would not hurt that person at all...

Bai Ruyu looked at her deeply, his heart, which had long been broken and cold, was beating rapidly. He was clearly aware that he was no different from an ordinary man in the world.

I am not an immortal, so how can I forget love?

Forgive him, forgive his meanness...leave that person, give him a chance...

Bai Ruyu was concentrating on performing the magic. Yao Yue, who was already poisoned by the sleeping sound Gu, unsurprisingly fell into a hallucination. She hooked her arms around his neck in confusion, stood on tiptoes, and snuggled in his arms.

Bai Ruyu grabbed her wrist, kissed it again and again, sucking it until the illusion was about to wear off, then he led her forward.

***

When Ah Zhi saw that man for the first time, the most immediate feeling that came to her mind was just “so handsome”.

This was a completely different kind of handsomeness from her young master. If the young master's beauty was tenderness and beauty, this one was fierceness and coldness.

His eyebrows and eyes were like black iron, his body was solid and neat, and his whole body looked cold. Even if he dressed up as a woman, it would be difficult to hide his deep, cold, and masculine temperament. His handsome appearance, which was enough to make women all over the world beat their hearts, was just a layer of gorgeous clothing draped over the blade.

"Master Baili is discussing matters with my young master. Please wait here for a moment."

Not long after the purple-clothed woman left, the sound of a strange piano sounded from the attic. However, he would never leave before seeing his beloved.

After waiting for a while, he heard footsteps and looked through the crack in the door. He froze on the spot.

Despair, shock, crushing jealousy and rage instantly engulfed all his rationality, but he didn't know whether it was because of the strange piano sound or for some other reason, his energy was surging and he couldn't even take a step.

The young man's hands were tightly clenched on the Hantan Sword, unable to make a sound or move, and all he could feel was heartache. The fine pain was like a rope that tied him up, preventing him from escaping. Misty eyes filled with tears, and big tears slid down and fell on his hands, making a clear "click" sound in the quiet room.

Why……

I clearly promised that I only like him...

The thin door seemed to weigh a thousand pounds at this moment. Jiang Mi's chest rose and fell rapidly, and there was a taste of rust in his throat. He watched the two people walk away hand in hand for a long time before forcing himself to withdraw his gaze inch by inch, turned around and left without looking back.