Chapter 92: The two wives are jealous of each other, and the ghost mansion treasure finally appears...

Wen Zhiyu was buried in Xie Tingyu's neck. Xie Tingyu raised his hand to push his body, but was entangled more tightly by his long tail.

His tail was slightly cool, and his aqua blue scales seemed to blend with the water, creating ripples on the surface.

Xie Tingyu's lips were burning, and she stretched out a hand to touch her lips.

Wen Zhiyu's burning eyes were still fixed on her lips, as if he wanted to look deep into her heart and see clearly what she was thinking.

Under Xie Tingyu's cold gaze, Wen Zhiyu came to his senses and loosened her grip a little. Xie Tingyu finally got her freedom and raised her hand to slap her.

With a crisp "pop" sound, Wen Zhiyu's head was hit to the side.

When Xie Tingyu's hand was dropped, he smelled a fragrance coming from Xie Tingyu, which instantly filled his nostrils. When the slap came down, Wen Zhiyu was not angry, but raised the corners of his lips, with a wanton smile in his eyes.

"If you are sick, seek medical attention. Otherwise, no one will care for you."

Xie Tingyu's voice was cold and a bit ghostly, just like the frost beside a cold spring, freezing cold. This chill penetrated into the soul and seemed to be able to freeze the spirit.

"Ayu, if I make you angry, I will hit you again until you are happy."

Wen Zhiyu ignored Xie Tingyu's sarcasm. In his opinion, Xie Tingyu was angry after being offended by him, which was natural, so it was right for her to vent her anger by hitting him.

On the other hand, Xie Tingyu was so distracted by Wen Zhi and the incident that she forgot the purpose of coming here.

As for whether we can beat him now?

Of course yes.

But judging by Wen Zhi's current appearance, if she really did it, it might make him smile even more happily.

What? Is this what it means to beat him up?

Xie Tingyu was extremely frightened and thought that Wen Zhiyu had really taken the wrong medicine. She kicked Wen Zhiyu's long tail away from his body. The scales on Wen Zhiyu's cheeks added a bit of charm to him.

His ears became pointed, mist rose, and the beauty of the merman was fully revealed in front of Xie Tingyu.

Wen Zhiyu smiled and watched Xie Tingyu trying to leave. He swung his tail, slapping the water in the cold spring, but just avoiding the position where Xie Tingyu was.

There was a little more light in Wen Zhi's aqua blue eyes, and the golden vertical pupil was also brighter.

The mist covering his eyes dissipated, revealing a gentle and gloomy look. There was always a gloom in his eyes, but he appeared to be a gentle and kind person.

This character has deceived almost everyone in the cultivation world.

They almost all believe that kindness and good nature are inherent. Even if they are extremely gifted, they will not look down on others. They will even take the initiative to help the weak and punish evil and promote good.

He is a role model for countless young monks in the world of cultivation.

Xie Tingyu swam to the cold spring and touched the ground beside the pool, which gave her a sense of solidity.

Wen Zhiyu's eyes never left her. She could feel Wen Zhiyu's gaze, which she thought was particularly strange.

If what he did before was done while he was unconscious, then now that he was conscious and able to talk normally and have correct logic, he still didn't explain it at all and seemed to let things happen.

Why is this?

Could it be that...

Xie Tingyu was surprised again. Could it be that Wen Zhiyu likes her?

Xie Tingyu didn't dare to deny herself so easily anymore, so she simply jumped out of the cold spring. The water in the cold spring was no longer cold, but continued to warm up under the control of Wen Zhiyu.

The house was still very cold.

Wen Zhiyu leaned against the edge of the pool, his head slightly tilted back. He didn't look at Xie Tingyu's clothes that were so tight when she came out of the water that her waistline was more prominent, nor did he look at Xie Tingyu's dishevelled clothes.

Instead, he silently turned his gaze towards the road in front of Xie Tingyu. He raised his hand and melted the frost into water, leaving a wide enough path for Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu was slightly stunned, then stepped forward and walked to the door without looking back, "Open the door."

"Junior sister, are you really going out? Now?" Wen Zhiyu's voice came from behind, and his voice was the same as usual.

The disordered breathing and uneasy voices during the previous kiss seemed to be hallucinations, an unreal dream.

Only Wen Zhiyu knew how upset he was. His long tail stirred the water. Wen Zhiyu resisted the urge to slap his tail. Xie Tingyu didn't answer him. He closed his eyes and said, "Junior sister, please rest early."

"Go to bed early? I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep." Xie Tingyu sneered, looked at the door that opened by itself, and took a step out.

She didn't have the patience to wait for Wen Zhiyou's answer, nor did she care about how Wen Zhiyou felt or how painful she was.

In a place that Xie Tingyu couldn't see, a line of blood flowed from Wen Zhiyu's lips and dripped into the cold spring. He closed his eyes and slid into the water with his whole body.

When the water is completely above your head.

The water in the pool lost its temperature instantly. Frost covered the surface of the cold spring. Ice flowers penetrated into it, trapping Wen Zhi and the whole person inside, like a mermaid who had been sleeping for a long time in the ice for thousands of years.

Xie Tingyu felt like he was running away.

She wiped her lips with her sleeve as she walked. She had kept her first kiss for many years, but it was snatched away by Wen Zhiyu.

That guy is so abominable.

Xie Tingyu was furious and kicked open the door of his room.

He just lay on the warm jade bed without even changing his clothes.

She stared at the ceiling for a long time, then suddenly pulled back the quilt and jumped out of bed.

She took out Tianxing Chixiao from the sea of ​​spirits, released the sword spirit, and the sword energy was everywhere.

The room was filled with sharp sword energy, which scraped deep marks on the walls.

Tian Xing Chi Xiao was a man of deep hatred. Ever since he followed Xie Ting Yu and was raised by Xie Ting Yu in the sea of ​​spirits, he was infected with the ghost energy, but for unknown reasons, his hatred has subsided a lot.

Ghost energy is yin, and when it collides with the evil energy, it dissipates a large part of the evil energy.

To a certain extent, the ghost energy can restrain Tianxing Chixiao's violence and make Tianxing Chixiao's sword energy more gentle so as not to harm the master's body when using it.

"You stay outside and no one is allowed to enter, okay?" Xie Tingyu patted Tianxing Chixiao's sword as if he was coaxing a child.

Tianxing Chixiao moved and flew out of the window, taking the sword energy in the house with it. The red sword energy surrounded the cave courtyard, blocking all accessible roads and gaps.

Xie Tingyu glanced at the outside world. Outside the yard, the only sound was the roar of the Heavenly Sword.

Tian Xing Chi Xiao's sword energy is no joke. At least within Xuan Yun Tian, ​​anyone who knows Tian Xing Chi Xiao will not risk their lives to step into the courtyard and die.

Xie Tingyu closed the window, then she squatted down, put her fingers close to the ground, and grabbed it suddenly.

Black air emerged from the ground and gathered in Xie Tingyu's palm. She slapped the ground hard.

The Polaris disk flew out along with the fluctuations of her spiritual energy, illuminating the entire spacious room. Lightning swam in the room like a dragon, leaving afterimages wherever it passed.

The Xuanyuan Knife was held in Xie Tingyu's hand. She held the knife in one hand and the inky liquid obtained from the treasure pavilion in the other.

The aura emanating from this inky liquid is exactly the same terrifying aura that is found deep in the Nine Abyss of Ghost, which makes people fall into the abyss together.

"I haven't touched you for a long time, have you forgotten who your master is?" Xie Tingyu noticed the fluctuations of Tianxing Chixiao. After staying for a long time, Xie Tingyu could feel the emotions of Tianxing Chixiao sword spirit.

The sword spirit was jealous and angry, and it was issuing a warning in the face of Xuanyuan Sword's resistance.

The Xuanyuan Sword was not to be outdone. It wanted to break free from the grip of Xie Tingyu's fingers and rush out to fight Tianxing Chixiao.

Xie Tingyu frowned and threw down the Xuanyuan Knife. "Go, get out now. Since you don't want to be controlled by me, get out now." She sneered, "Now that I have Tianxing Chixiao, I don't need a knife like you that betrays me."

Upon hearing Xie Tingyu's words, Xuanyuan Knife stopped moving and chose to lie on the ground pretending to be dead.

Xie Tingyu simply stopped looking at it. Xie Tingyu had just rushed back and hadn't even changed his clothes when the Xuanyuan Sword began to buzz within the restriction below the yard.

It took it a long time to break free from the restriction, and Xie Tingyu naturally knew it.

But Xie heard that Yugang was taken advantage of by Wen Zhiyu, and his mind was in a mess, and his temper became even more irritable.

Even if Xuanyuan Dao was being rude to her and resisting her orders, she would certainly not let him lead her by the nose.

How dare you act so arrogantly with a knife?

Xie Tingyu sat on the warm jade bed and casually took out another set of clean clothes from her storage ring. She steamed herself dry on the way back.

The clothes were much drier, but she still felt they were extremely dirty.

The Xuanyuan Sword took a long time to fly up from the ground. Tianxing Chixiao was also restless outside the yard, his sword energy raging, intentionally or unintentionally slashing through the window, making shrill sword sounds.

Tianxing Chixiao was feeling proud, but when he saw the miserable state of Xuanyuan Sword, the sword spirit of Tianxing Chixiao felt particularly happy about the misfortune.

However, Xie Tingyu was not used to it, and said coldly, "If you try to take pleasure in misfortune again, you will be kicked out."

The Tianxing Chixiao sword spirit was stunned and dared not mock anymore. It obediently protected the barrier outside the courtyard.

Xie Tingyu patted his cheeks, and the inky liquid in his other hand showed no sign of struggling at this time.

Even if it struggled, it could not escape from Xie Tingyu's palm. When Xie Tingyu summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, she released her innate Ghost King cultivation.

The evil spirit was roaring inside her body and couldn't stay there for even a moment.

Therefore, Xie Tingyu released it directly.

Due to the isolation of the Tianxing Chixiao sword energy, the outside world could not sense the situation inside her house.

Thank you for listening to Yu’s thoughts.

She walked over and asked, "Do you still want to fight with me? Will you be obedient?"

Xuanyuan Knife shook the handle, restraining the ghost energy emanating from the blade. Xie Tingyu reached out and grasped the handle with a cold face. Sure enough, the resistance he had before disappeared. Xie Tingyu laughed, "It would have been better if you had done this earlier. Why did you have to let me reason with you?"

The existence of the small monsters in the Western Desert and the inky liquid in Xuanyuntian's Treasure Pavilion seemed to be tailor-made for her Xuanyuan Sword.

Ever since the little monster was taken away from the Western Desert by Xie Tingyu, it has become lifeless. It is either sleeping or in deep sleep all day long, and there is no sign of waking up.

It's more like being separated from its source of power, with no power to sustain its survival.

Xie Tingyu squeezed and fused the inky liquid with the little monster. The liquid wrapped around the monster's tiny body, making it unable to move. It could only let Xie Tingyu control it and fuse with the Xuanyuan Sword for the second time.

This monster's mind is not very high. The Xuanyuan Sword was once sealed in the depths of the Nine Abyss, and the sword spirit's mind is also extremely chaotic.

Although it has extraordinary intelligence, some ideas of its own, and can perceive the emotions of its master, it is ultimately different from the intelligence of the divine sword Tianxing Chixiao, which has been nurtured by spiritual energy for ten thousand years in the number one sect in the world of cultivation.

At this moment, the little monster plus the inky liquid, combined with the Xuanyuan Sword, may collide to produce a different power.

The Xuanyuan Sword is used to kill souls, and the Tianxing Chixiao Sword is used to kill gods and humans. The sword and the knife she possesses are something that others cannot obtain.

It is such a happy thing that the two wives are jealous of each other because of her.

Xie Tingyu patted the Xuanyuan Knife, looked at the obvious ink color emerging on its surface, and smiled with relief.

At this moment, she forgot about Wen Zhi and the unhappiness it brought her, and only had her Xuanyuan Sword in her eyes.

"It seems we have found out where the treasure of the ghost palace is."

As soon as she finished speaking, her neck suddenly felt hot. She lowered her head abruptly, and the bone bell pressed against her skin, suddenly burning hot.