Chapter 155 Imprisonment "I won't be left behind by you again"...

Wen Zhiyu held her in his arms in this chaotic scene.

His chin was on Xie Tingyu's shoulder, and his eyes were fixed on the opposite side. It was unknown what he was looking at, but his eyes were filled with hatred. "These people are truly selfish, and it is not a pity that they die."

"It's okay. I won't sacrifice my life for them. You also said that my own things are the most important." Xie Tingyu raised his hand and patted Wen Zhiyu's back. "Now they are fighting below, and we are kissing each other here. Isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

"You are a ghost, and I am a demon. What does the feud between the two races have to do with us?"

Xie Tingyu was really speechless.

In this case, it really doesn't matter.

Xie Tingyu laughed, "You are right, but these monsters are probably related to the ghost palace. Just for this reason, I can't just stand by and watch."

Wen Zhiyu was a little confused when he heard her words. In his opinion, Xie Tingyu, who was standing by and watching, was talking about something else. "Is there someone plotting against you in the ghost house?"

"You can even think of this?"

Wen Zhiyu didn't even guess, but he could tell the truth about her problem with just one sentence. Was it just luck, or did he really know everything about her?

"Don't stare at me like that, I'm not spying on you." Wen Zhiyu curled his lips, looking aggrieved, with innocence written all over his eyes.

"The fact that the demon race did not take advantage of the opportunity to invade the cultivation world is already the greatest kindness to the cultivation world."

His voice echoed in his mind, and he suddenly sent a message to Xie Tingyu. Xie Tingyu frowned and replied, "There are people behind this, and it's not just one party."

"Do you have anyone you suspect?" Wen Zhiyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xie Tingyu curled his lips, revealing a sly look, "Don't you have it too? Why are you only asking me?"

These wormholes came with great force, but their endurance was not strong, and most of them were destroyed by Wen Zhiyu and Xie Tingyu. Not many monsters came out of them, and they only injured a few monks with lower cultivation levels and then fled in panic.

The hooded man also disappeared along with the monster.

Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhi looked at each other, and when Cheng Yan and others arrived, they stood quietly on the city wall waiting.

Cheng Yan hesitated as he was about to speak. His eyes stopped on Xie Ting's jade-like face, and he said hesitantly, "Ah Yu..."

Xie Tingyu smiled at her and said, "It's me."

Cheng Yan did not ask why she did not recognize them, nor did she ask what she experienced after she disappeared from the Demon-Slaying Conference. She only knew that Xie Tingyu was back now.

Ze Lan looked at it eagerly, but her body seemed to be stuck to the ground. Her feet weighed a thousand pounds and she couldn't lift them up at all.

Han Xunzhen first glanced at his senior sister's expression, then clapped his hands fiercely, "I said the disaster will last for a thousand years, you will definitely be fine."

Hearing this, he got a slap on the back of his head. Ze Lan used quite a lot of force, and he was knocked forward. He was forced to take a step forward. He widened his eyes and said, "Senior Sister, you are too strong! Are you trying to harm your own junior brother?"

"If you can't speak, don't speak. Just shut your mouth." Ze Lan said coldly.

Hearing this, Han Xunzhen shut his mouth and rubbed the back of his head with his hands.

Xu Yuan held a purple bamboo in his hand and tapped it gently on his arm. Seeing this, he sighed, "Daoyou Zelan has always been a reserved person. Now that he has seen the person he has been thinking about, why doesn't he come forward?"

Zelan's cheeks turned red instantly.

Xie Tingyu sighed along with Xu Yuan, "I originally wanted to give Daoist Fellow Ze Lan a hug when we meet again after escaping death, but since Daoist Fellow is unwilling to do so, forget it."

Xie Tingyu pretended to be sad, and the calmness on Zelan's face instantly melted away like ice and snow.

She went over and hugged Xie Tingyu.

The corners of his lips hidden in the shadows curled up, and Xie Tingyu hugged him back, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

Her death was inevitable because the Ghost Palace was putting pressure on her. When the cultivation world realized that there was something wrong with her identity, she would also be wiped out by the people in the cultivation world.

Moreover, she deliberately exposed her flaws at the Qingyun Conference, and everyone in the cultivation world knew that she had a demonic aura.

Now, with the influx of monsters, she suddenly appeared here.

Most of the time, they will be considered as spies of the demon clan by those who have ulterior motives.

Then, everyone who has anything to do with her will be in trouble.

But now that the monster tide has arrived, they are all busy dealing with it, and no one noticed that Xie Tingyu reappeared.

Besides, apart from these close companions, no one knew that she was the deceased Xie Tingyu.

Yunheng defeated the three monster kings, reinforced the remaining layers of barriers, and then landed on the city wall.

He had noticed Wen Zhiyu's movements long ago, and he slapped Wen Zhiyu right away, "You little brat, you still remember to come back, why don't you just die outside?"

"You wouldn't be happy if I really died outside." Wen Zhiyu answered with a smile.

Yun Heng rolled her eyes. "When did you become so disobedient? Learn from your senior brother. Your senior brother is much more reliable than you now."

"Okay, then he is awesome." Wen Zhiyu still smiled.

Xie Tingyu laughed out loud at their conversation.

As a result, the next moment, Yun Heng's target shifted, his eyes bulged with anger, his white hair was messy, and he didn't care about maintaining his image of a sage. "You are still laughing, do you think you are easy to deal with? You made that scene, do you sincerely want to sever your relationship with your master?"

"Unfair, aren't they afraid that someone will take action to kill me first? Then my death will be exactly what they want."

Yunheng turned around and wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers.

Xie Tingyu was startled and tilted his head, "Are you crying?"

Wen Zhiyu looked over from the other side and asked, "Are you really crying?"

Yun Heng pushed them with both hands, "Both of you get out."

However, they both said in unison, "You won't be happy if I really leave."

After the words fell, Yun Heng could no longer bear it and shuddered violently. Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhi looked at each other and laughed heartily.

"This war looks serious, but in reality the monsters are weak and only appear to be the weakest."

"Even the Monster King, whose Tribulation-crossing cultivation level seemed to have been forcibly raised using a secret method, couldn't stop my second sword."

Yunheng's eyes were far-reaching, scanning the battlefield.

There were even no rare corpses of monks on the battlefield. There were only huge bodies of monsters that were knocked down by various spells.

Black fragments of light slowly emanated from the battlefield and gradually dissipated into the sky.

"It's not right. It's so not right."

"The pressure here has actually been reduced, so what about the mortal world, right..." Cheng Yan suddenly spoke.

Yun Heng turned her head and said, "The situation in the mortal world will only get worse."

Originally, they thought that only their Ding 4 team was under pressure, but unexpectedly, the number of monsters in the entire cultivation world has decreased.

Wen Zhiyu went ahead with Xie Tingyu.

Yun Heng didn't know where they were going, but Yun Heng lowered her eyes and said, "There is still a place for you in Xuanyuntian. I will come to discuss with you after I have dealt with these matters."

Xie Tingyu turned around, and Wen Zhiyu also listened to it in his heart.

He smiled and said, "Master, let's go back to Xuanyuntian now."

Wen Zhiyu took out a flying boat. The speed of this flying boat was not as fast as the sword, but it was stable and one could sleep in it.

Xie Tingyu slept all the way. She was not sleeping very deeply and could faintly hear Wen Zhiyu's voice.

He sat on the edge of the bed, raised his hand to stroke her hair, and muttered to himself.

The voice was so soft that Xie Tingyu could not hear it clearly.

"I won't be left by you again." This is the voice that echoes in my dream, coming from Wen Zhiyu.

I just can't tell whether it's a dream or reality.

When Xie Tingyu woke up again, she was already in her Xuan Yuntian's courtyard.

The bed underneath was extremely soft. She was slightly stunned and raised her hand to touch the bed.

It is not a warm jade bed.

It seems that Wen Zhiyu changed the bed.

She was about to stand up when she suddenly felt her legs being pulled. She lifted the quilt and saw that her ankles were trapped in a golden circle with a bell on it.

It's a bone bell.

The chain connects to the gold ring and is tied to the head of the bed.

It is also reinforced with surgical techniques.

The skin around her ankle had a noticeable red mark from the pulling she had just done.

There is another formation on the door. Is Wen Zhi determined not to let her out?

Xie Tingyu suddenly laughed and said in a cold voice: "If you don't come out now, you will never come out again."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, a tall figure walked out of the door.

Wen Zhiyu still looked the same, but her entire temperament had changed.

He raised his eyes and looked directly at her.

But when Xie Tingyu looked over coldly, his eyes wandered. He felt guilty. What was he feeling guilty about?

Xie Tingyu didn't quite understand.

Wen Zhiyu walked over, his long hair falling on her shoulders, with a gentle smile on his face, just like the warm sunshine in spring.

But if you look more closely, the emotions surging in his eyes are complicated, like a gaze hidden in the shadows, dark and sticky.

With covetousness.

"Ayu, I'm really crazy."

"You are indeed crazy." Xie Tingyu waved at him. She turned her palm upwards, leaned over gently, placed her chin on her palm, and rubbed her palm with her cheek.

Like a good pet puppy.

Wen Zhi held Xie Tingyu's slender hands with both hands, and kissed her fingertips lightly, causing a tingling sensation.

Xie Tingyu suddenly withdrew his hand mid-air, but was stopped by Wen Zhiyu's action.

The chain made a crisp sound, creating an inexplicable ambiguity in the silent house.

His face was pious, his eyes sparkling with tears, a line of tears flowed down his cheek and dripped onto her sleeve, leaving a darker mark. He suddenly became a little flustered and raised his hand to wipe it.

No matter how you look at it, this situation makes him look crazy.

The corners of his eyes were red as he carefully wiped her sleeves, the tear marks standing out against her white clothes.

Xie Tingyu stretched out his left hand and pressed on his lips, which were warm and soft. His lips and teeth were exposed in front of Xie Tingyu. He kept exhaling hot air nervously, and his increasingly heavy breathing revealed his uneasy mood.

He squinted his eyes slightly, blinked his eyelashes, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were full of watery light, as if he let Xie Tingyu do whatever she wanted.

Tenderness and flattery came up generally.

Couldn't wait to come up.

She tilted her head slightly, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, looking like a delicate beauty who had been bullied.

Xie Tingyu quickly untied the red silk hair tie that bound his hair. The hair tie was loose and the black hair was completely scattered. Xie Tingyu twirled his hair expressionlessly.

Wen Zhi and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I took a bath and scented myself before coming here."

The blush crept up from her neck to the tips of her ears. Wen Zhiyu turned her head away, but Xie Tingyu's figure was still visible in her peripheral vision.

Xie Tingyu moved closer to him, her lips brushing against his, and she moved closer to his neck and ears. Wen Zhiyu's heart was beating non-stop, beating like thunder, each time heavier than the last.

Her face became clearer and clearer, and he could hear her giggle. She had no heartbeat, and he didn't know if she missed a beat.

Her whole body was extremely cold, and her expression was cold too, but he wanted her to touch him again.

Even if it's just alms, treat him as a pet.

He also enjoyed it.

Her smiling voice echoed in my ears.

"You are imprisoning me?"