Jiang Mi's tone didn't sound unusual, but people who were familiar with the Demon Emperor would know that even if he used the Heaven-Splitting Sword Intent to chop someone into pulp the next moment, there would be nothing unusual before that.
The girl stood there motionless, her face slightly tilted, her hair blocking her eyes, so it was hard to tell what her expression was at the moment. But Yun Muye was keenly aware of her uneasiness, even her neck was bloodless and stiff, and he almost subconsciously stood between the two of them.
"You are... the Demon King?" Yun Muye looked at the man in front of him who was taller than him, with white hair and golden eyes, and turned to Gu Bufan in disbelief, "Master, what are you doing?"
When did Wanjian Mountain allow demonic cultivators to enter and leave? !
Gu Bufan raised his hand to remove the imprisonment barrier, and quickly pulled his ignorant disciple over: "Shut up, I will explain to the master later."
It was better for him to contact Jiang Mi and take the person away than to be discovered by Jiang Mi. Only then would Wanjian Mountain be in real trouble.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Yun Muye's blocking action had successfully stimulated the Demon King. Jiang Mi was like a hunter who had cornered a trapped beast, looking at the young man with interest. The Yun family's son was still very young, with a kind of bloodiness and hardness that only young people have, and his face was filled with frightening courage.
"You like her?"
Yun Muye ignored the hint from his master's eyes and admitted frankly, "Yes."
Jiang Mi looked at the half of the Yin-Yang fish pendant on his waist and said in a light voice: "Did you give the other half of the Yin-Yang fish pendant to her?"
"right."
The man suddenly laughed.
——The facial features of the Demon Emperor are very three-dimensional and profound. Under normal circumstances, this smile would be enough to make countless immortal girls blush, but at this moment, there is a kind of calm, creepy cruelty and violence.
"How much do you like her?" The young man held his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, emitting an invisible and strong sense of oppression from the inside out, making people feel a cold fear from the bottom of their hearts, "Are you willing to die for her?"
Gu Bufan clearly sensed Jiang Mi's murderous intent. His old friend looked unchanged on the outside, but he was less alive on the inside. He looked like an immortal king who was high above the mortal world, as cold and ruthless as ice that had been frozen for thousands of years, not like a normal man with emotions.
Gu Bufan was anxious to take the sect's treasure and run away, but the young ancestor was fearless and stood there like a root: "Yes!"
The man had no expression on his face, only a chilling scarlet light flashed in the depths of his pupils. These two words were like a basin of cold water poured into boiling oil, and the murderous intent in his heart exploded -
"Then I'll give you a ride!"
The next moment, the Huangji Tian Sword was unsheathed, and a majestic energy surged into the sky. The magic power burst out from the hilt along the sword body, and the raging flames slashed down from the sky. The entire stone wall in the backyard collapsed and exploded, and Yun Muye was thrown out with one sword!
Yun Muye's body smashed through more than ten stone walls, and half of the Qiyun Pavilion collapsed in the violent tremor. The rain of broken walls buried him completely. He barely raised his head, and his neck made a crisp sound when he moved. He saw that the surroundings had been razed to the ground. He lay at the bottom of the pit. The ruins made of dead branches, wood chips, rocks and soil were thickly spread on the ground, and the air was filled with the choking smell of violent collapse.
Jiang Mi stepped forward with his sword, and pulled Yun Muye out from the ruins with one hand, crushing the Yin-Yang fish pendant on his waist into ashes with his magic power. The boy was no longer able to resist, and his limbs kept twitching.
However, at the moment he swung his sword, someone stretched out an arm to block Yun Muye!
It would have been effortless for the Imperial Heavenly Sword to cut off the arm and split Yun Muye in half, but now it was like a pot lid slamming down to cover boiling oil that was about to explode. The young man remained in that position motionless, his muscles so tense that he was almost shaking.
He turned his head inch by inch to look at the girl. Because the muscles in his neck were too tense, the movement even seemed a little stiff, as if he was a desperate and extremely violent beast, whose rage of tearing flesh and blood was barely restrained by the last bit of rationality, and he might roar out at any time and devour everything.
"...Why?" His voice was filled with a strange tremor, as contradictions tore at his soul like sharp claws and filled it with the acid of jealousy.
She took the Yin-Yang fish pendant... Did she really fall in love with this boy from the Yun family?
The Imperial Heavenly Sword could no longer fall, and Jiang Mi felt as if his heart was being crushed. It seemed as if the things that supported his life were hollowed out all at once, and a fatal emptiness spread from his bones, as if the exhaustion and despair he had experienced day and night for three hundred years had all burst out in an instant, and the deep depression and gloom swallowed up his body and spirit in an instant.
The girl's face was as perfect and smooth as if it was carved out of the most precious jade. She was laughing, her voice was very soft and gentle, but in that gentleness, she revealed the feeling of having thorns all over her body, making him feel helpless:
"You can't kill him, he's useful to me."
——What about me? Am I not as useful as him? Obviously, no one in this world loves you more than me.
Jiang Mi looked at the girl in front of him. He had never wanted to possess her so strongly as he did at that moment. He wanted to hurt her and make her feel the same pain as his own heart twitching. He also wanted to hold her in his arms and protect her tightly, so that she would not be exposed to a breath of wind or a drop of rain from then on. He wanted to give her all the precious things in the world, including his own heart.
The day he became the Demon King, he swore to pile all the beauty in the world at her feet, allowing her to pick and squander it. He wanted Yao Yue to never suffer any grievances, and no one could go against her words and deeds.
But no matter what he did...the fairy still resolutely left him.
Jiang Mi stared at her for a long while without moving, his eyes were gloomy. Yao Yue was still smiling, her long eyelashes drooping, as if she had no idea that she was about to be torn apart.
The Imperial Heavenly Sword was sheathed, and she was suddenly pulled into a broad embrace, with such force that she almost felt suffocated. The man exuded an aura of loneliness and isolation, and no drop of rain could fall on her anymore.
The next second, a big hand pinched the back of her neck. The darkness came unexpectedly. She didn't even feel the pain. She just felt her body go limp, and then she completely lost consciousness.