Chapter 65 Both parties test Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhi's simultaneous heartbeats!! ...

Wen Zhiyu followed Xie Tingyu into the secret room. Hearing this, his expression changed slightly and he looked at Wang Xiao's body without a human form placed on the stone bed in the middle of the secret room.

His expression was calm, without sadness, surprise or fear.

No sadness, no joy.

There is not a trace of sadness.

Even the hoarse sound coming from Cheng Yan's throat did not arouse his interest.

Until Xie Tingyu heard a cold voice coming from in front of him.

"Oh, I'm not Xie Tingyu, I'm your father."

"Who released you from the asylum? You're playing tricks on me."

Xie Tingyu glanced at Shi Yun who was holding Cheng Yan and witnessed the whole process without saying a word.

She pondered for a moment, "Senior Sister Shiyun, you are too cold. This is not the reaction a master should have."

After he finished speaking, Xie Tingyu turned around and tugged at Wen Zhiyu's sleeve, signaling him with his eyes.

A brief flash of doubt flashed across Wen Zhiyu's eyes, then he sighed and raised the corners of his lips.

His tone was gentle but his words were aggressive.

"Transfer to manual labor."

These were vicious words that no one present could understand except Xie Tingyu, and Wen Zhiyu was also unable to understand them.

He only knew that his junior sister asked him to say so.

Shiyun turned around, her movements were stiff; it was a spell that Xie Tingyu was extremely familiar with.

The puppet spell of the ghost house.

There was just the right amount of surprise on her face, as if she was frightened by this bizarre scene.

Cheng Yan, with scarlet eyes in Shi Yun's arms, suddenly broke away from Shi Yun's arms and rushed towards Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu didn't show any surprise. She stood there calmly and didn't even take a step back.

A strong wind blew from the side, blowing up the strands of hair in front of Xie Ting's forehead.

A smile appeared on Xie Tingyu's face as she looked at the slender hand blocking in front of her, firmly blocking all the fishy wind that was coming at her.

A gentle voice with a smile came from her ears, warm breath sprayed on her eartips, Wen Zhiyu stood out from behind her.

One hand was always protecting her.

Protect Xie Tingyu tightly.

Cheng Yan's distorted head was blocked by Wen Zhiyu's hand and did not touch Xie Tingyu's body. He let out an unwilling roar.

Wen Zhiyu separated his hands with spiritual power, and a spiritual power wrapped in coldness spread from his hands, without being contaminated by the black mucus emitting a fishy smell.

This liquid also emits a faint smell of decay. There is no doubt that if it touches flesh and blood, it will corrode a large and hideous wound.

"But Master is too narrow-minded to get angry after being scolded." Wen Zhiyu's expression was cold and there was no respect in his voice.

"Only a brat like you dares to speak of your master like that." A familiar cold snort echoed in the secret room, and the light in the secret room suddenly became much brighter.

Right before his eyes, Shi Yun with a cold expression and Cheng Yan with a ferocious face in her arms suddenly disappeared, turning into a cloud of black smoke and dissipating, leaving a mess on the ground.

The dark secret room suddenly turned into a bright space, and the evil spirits that were lurking around it also disintegrated in an instant, like a mirror shattering.

Xie Tingyu's heart ached, and the wound seemed to burst open again.

Yun Heng's voice was gentle, without any blame in it. Xie Tingyu raised his eyes and took another look. Wen Zhiyu's lips curled up slightly, but if you looked closely, his smile did not reach his eyes.

Yunheng, Chen Chanyi, Shiyun and Cheng Yan were standing beside the wall of the secret room, with Yunheng smiling.

He seemed particularly satisfied with his performance just now.

"I told you, Xiaoyu was right about this, but you still didn't believe it." Yun Heng was complacent, and his words were full of praise for Wen Zhiyu.

But Wen Zhiyu was not particularly happy about being praised. Instead, her eyes became even colder.

Xie Tingyu tilted his head and watched Wen Zhi and Mo Mo put down their hands and lean forward, vaguely forming a tendency to block Xie Tingyu behind them.

Noticing the change in Wen Zhiyu's behavior, Xie Tingyu's eyes showed confusion. Before she could say anything, Wen Zhiyu suddenly lowered his eyes to look at her and shook his head slowly.

Immediately, Wen Zhiyu spoke up, "Master attacked me without any reason. If it were someone else, I would probably think it was an evil cultivator attacking me."

"My cultivation is weak, and my means of controlling spiritual power are extremely clumsy. I am afraid that I will hurt innocent people." Wen Zhiyu's eyes darkened, and the smile on his face disappeared. He continued to ask: "Master, what do you think?"

Yun Heng has been practicing for hundreds and thousands of years, so how could he not hear the threat in his second disciple's voice?

But he was puzzled, and his eyes fell on Xie Tingyu for a moment. This guy has never liked Xie Tingyu, so why is he still defending her so much now?

Could it be that the spell had some effect on Wen's mind?

Thinking of this, Yun Heng walked over calmly with his hands behind his back.

He looks like a hermit.

His white hair fluttered in the wind, and even if there was no wind in the secret room, it would still dance under the strong breath that kept coming out.

"It seems like he has really grown up and is now a threat to his teacher."

Yun Heng laughed twice, "Teacher didn't mean to hurt you just now, but the current situation makes Teacher doubt."

Yunheng's words were ambiguous. Xie Tingyu tilted her head and raised her hand to move Wen Zhiyu's arm that was holding her in front of her. Wen Zhiyu frowned and withdrew his hand.

Seeing Xie Tingyu take a step forward, "Master, are you blaming me for not knowing etiquette and not cooperating with you?"

Judging from how Yun Heng had just used illusion and puppetry to test Xie Tingyu, Yun Heng's trust in Xie Tingyu had reached a low point.

As for the reason for this drastic change in attitude, Xie Tingyu had some vague guesses.

It was nothing more than the trouble caused by the man lying on the stone platform.

He didn't even know who killed him, and even put all the suspicion on her. It seemed like his death was too easy.

Xie Tingyu looked straight ahead, and while he was looking at Yun Heng, his mind was wandering far away, thinking about going back to the ghost house and taking the remaining soul of Wang Xiao out of the Nine Abyss.

She wanted to ask him who sent him to murder her.

Perhaps it was because Xie Tingyu's absent-mindedness was too obvious, Yun Heng coughed twice, as if he was about to attack.

Wen Zhiyu tugged at Xie Tingyu's finger from behind, and Xie Tingyu was gently pulled back a step, putting some distance between himself and Yun Heng.

Wen Zhiyu smiled and said, "It doesn't seem appropriate to argue here. Junior Brother Wang Xiao probably doesn't want to see us fighting in front of his body. Moreover, why are you, Master, angry with Junior Sister?"

"You still have doubts about her character?"

Hearing the warm and almost questioning tone, Xie Tingyu's eyebrows jumped, as if her heart was pinched fiercely, suffocating her for a moment.

'Why would Wen Zhiyu speak at this time?'

'Why would he speak for me? I'm afraid he has other intentions.'

"But wasn't it his idea to drive me away or kill me? Why would he argue with Yun Heng for me?"

'It's crazy, all crazy.'

Xie Tingyu has always known that Yunheng does not truly trust her, and even his concern for her is just superficial.

I didn't really care about her.

But this is normal. A mortal who suddenly appeared on the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons actually possesses the gift of the Extreme Star Disk and is also proficient in ghost spells and even ghost magic.

This is something that is unbelievable to everyone in the world of cultivation.

What's more, he is just a mortal?

Since Xie Tingyu revealed his tricks and some of his trump cards, he could have foreseen this day.

This seemed to be the closest Yun Heng had ever come to a falling out.

After all, no one would be nice to others for no reason, unless that person has some purpose.

What is Yunheng's purpose?

He was probably secretly observing Xie Tingyu's actions in the world of cultivation in order to find out the secrets behind her.

Shi Yun held the pale-faced Cheng Yan in his arms. The master and disciple listened quietly to the argument among several people. Only Chen Chanyi did not divert her attention to this side.

Instead, he stood alone beside the stone platform, looking down at Wang Xiao's bloody body.

Chen Chanyi was wearing a purple gauze dress, her movements were graceful and the music was extremely beautiful.

Xie Tingyu took some time out of her busy schedule to take a look, and happened to meet Chen Chanyi's eyes. Chen Chanyi smiled at her, extremely gently, without questioning, doubt, anger, or any other emotions.

This description is a bit like a pie chart.

But Xie Tingyu's mind was confused at this moment, and he could not think of any other more appropriate adjective to describe Chen Chanyi's look.

Xie Tingyu suddenly laughed, causing Wen Zhi and He Yunheng to look at her subconsciously.

Xie Tingyu had never smiled so brightly and cheerfully in public since she came to Xuan Yuntian. Although Wen Zhiyu had seen it before, he still couldn't take his eyes off her.

In the end, the argument ended not because of Xie Tingyu's smile but because of Chen Chanyi's scream.

There was a twisted black insect on Chen Chanyi's finger, and a strange aura emanated from the insect, like a combination of demonic and evil auras.

"Stop arguing for now. There's something strange about this bug. Yunheng, come over and take a look." Chen Chanyi waved at Yunheng. Yunheng was stunned for a moment, turned around and glared at Wen Zhiyu, then turned around and walked over.

Wen Zhiyu shrugged and said softly, "Master is a person who thinks one thing and does another. He often does things that I don't understand."

"Did it scare you?"

"Why help me?" Xie Tingyu did not answer his question.

"It looks like she was frightened and started talking nonsense." Wen Zhiyu's eyes were always on her. Xie Tingyu looked at Yunheng, who was standing beside Chen Chanyi not far away, taking the black bug from her hand, staring at her with a look of disgust on her face.

Xie Tingyu suddenly snorted, "Who is talking nonsense? How can I deserve your help?"

The implication is that he wants her to do something.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhiyu's face suddenly darkened: "Do you think I am speaking for you because it is profitable?"

Wen Zhiyu's tone was even colder than before, "How can I be so cold-hearted in your eyes that you can say such things at this moment!"

Wen Zhi and An An gritted their teeth and turned away.

Xie Tingyu folded her arms and looked at him.

Before he even walked out of the secret room, he suddenly turned around and came back to Xie Tingyu with a sour face.

"What are you doing back?" Xie Tingyu asked with a smile.

He took a deep breath and turned his head away. "I'm afraid you'll get lost and then tell Master that I abandoned you."

Seeing his awkward look, Xie Tingyu found it funny. She raised her hand and gently patted Wen Zhiyu's face, appearing particularly affectionate and tender.

Wen Zhi was slightly startled and looked down at her.

Xie Tingyu froze and looked up at him.

"Do you believe me when I tell you there's something on your face?"

"What excuse are you going to use this time?"

The two said in unison that in this "confrontation", Xie Tingyu tasted defeat for the first time.

She was the first to withdraw her hand, her eyes dodging.

Wen Zhiyu had already thrown that trace of anger out of his mind, and now only happiness and indescribable joy remained in his heart.