The hazy moonlight made life seem bleak and desolate...
Having just returned to Jian Ge, Cui Ming sat in front of the Buddhist hall with a worried expression, repeatedly lamenting:
"If I had been more alert and noticed Yiping's subtle movements, you wouldn't have been poisoned, Sheng'er. It's all my fault!"
“Master, don’t worry, there will always be a solution.” Yisheng stood by the window, looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, his eyes were bright and there was no sign of illness. Instead, he spoke with a relaxed expression.
Cui Ming assumed Yi Sheng was trying to comfort her, and with a resentful look in her eyes, she gazed at the Buddha statue in the Buddhist hall and spoke in a complaining tone:
"He is clearly my benefactor. Although I have aged and my appearance has changed after thirty years, how can he be so ungrateful? Back then, we..."
At this point, Cui Ming sighed helplessly, "Alas! Well, people really do change! I listened to him and prayed devoutly before the Buddha for thirty years, but I never expected that he would completely forget the saying that people's hearts are unpredictable!"
Yi Sheng turned his head, his cold eyes and sinister smile looking at Cui Ming's hunched back with a hint of mockery in his heart.
However, he spoke in a comforting tone, saying, "Master, don't worry. Evil will be punished. It's not that retribution won't come, it's just that the time hasn't come yet! Gu Liyan is treacherous and doesn't remember our past friendship. Someone will definitely punish him in the future!"
“He is my benefactor. Although we have a life-or-death bond, I am not a scoundrel. He doesn’t care, but I am worried about you. What if something happens to you…”
Yi Sheng raised his hand to interrupt Cui Ming:
"Master, don't worry, I've already thought of a way to remove the poison from your body—"
Yi Sheng's lips curled slightly upward as he squinted at Cui Ming. "Perhaps you can also help me, I suppose..."
Upon hearing Yi Sheng's words, Cui Ming looked at him with delight:
"Sheng'er, tell me, what kind of miraculous medicine do you need? I will save you even if it means the Sword Pavilion goes bankrupt!"
Upon hearing Cui Ming's words, Yi Sheng felt not the slightest unease, but rather a surge of disgust! Disgust for such a cowardly person!
Cui Ming is completely unworthy to be my master!
Yi Sheng squinted and slowly walked towards Cui Ming, his head slightly lowered so his expression was unreadable. "Master—I'm truly sorry..."
He raised his head, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness, and just as he extended his claws, the door to the Buddhist hall was suddenly kicked open.
Cui Ming and Yi Sheng subconsciously turned their heads, looking at the newcomers with wary expressions.
Tick-tock...
A drop of blood fell to the ground, blooming into a blood flower.
Outside the door, Xuan Qing'er was carrying Yin Yang, who was covered in blood. She was drenched in sweat and her legs were trembling.
Xuan Qing'er entered the Buddhist hall, raised her tear-streaked face to look at Cui Ming, and pleaded, "Sect Master, please save Yin and Yang!"
Cui Ming was startled to see Yin Yang covered in blood. He rushed forward and took Yin Yang from Xuan Qing'er's arms, asking, "What happened to you two? How did Yin Yang get so badly injured?"
Xuan Qing'er collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, "It's my fault...it's all my fault, I'm the one who ruined her..."
When Yisheng saw Yinyang covered in blood, he froze on the spot for a moment, and for some reason felt a sharp pain in his heart!
Yes, it was a stinging pain, a sensation he couldn't even recognize. Was it heartache?
Yi Sheng frowned, and without thinking much, hurriedly spoke:
"Take her to my room!"
Yi Sheng placed Yin Yang on the bed and solemnly took Yin Yang's pulse. However, to his shock, he could not feel any pulse on Yin Yang's body!
The touch made it seem as if she were just a lifeless, inanimate object!
Seeing Yisheng staring blankly, not reacting for a long time, Xuan Qing'er immediately turned pale with anxiety, "Senior Brother, what's wrong with Yin Yang?"
Yi Sheng withdrew his hand, pursed his lips, shook his head, and said, "I'm sorry, it might be too late. She... is already dead..."
Xuan Qing'er's pupils contracted, and she trembled all over as she looked at the Yin-Yang figure on the bed. "No, she can't be dead... she..."
Xuan Qing'er suddenly remembered the same words that Yin and Yang had said to her before—
She is dead...
"No, it can't be! You're lying to me! You're all lying to me! You're all lying to me!" Xuan Qing'er grabbed Yi Sheng's clothes and screamed hoarsely.
Cui Ming glanced at Yin Yang, who was covered in wounds, sighed, and shook his head. "Who did you guys offend? I didn't expect these people to be so ruthless, injuring her like this. They deserve to make her suffer a terrible death!"
Upon hearing Cui Ming's words, Xuan Qing'er collapsed to her knees in despair.
The room was silent except for the sound of their breathing. Just as Cui Ming and Yi Sheng were wondering what was happening, they suddenly noticed that Xuan Qing'er was shedding tears of blood.
Xuan Qing'er stared blankly at Yin Yang, whose eyes were tightly closed on the bed. Her throat moved slightly, and she spoke in a hoarse voice:
"I... I didn't mean to... I thought the one with the silver blood wasn't Yin Yang... I just wanted her to return the real Yin Yang to me, I really just wanted Yin Yang back by my side... I didn't want to kill her!"
Yi Sheng's pupils contracted, staring at Xuan Qing'er in disbelief: Silver blood? Then Yin and Yang wouldn't be—
Yisheng stared blankly at Yin Yang, his eyes filled with fervor and excitement!
"Did you inflict these injuries?!" Cui Ming stepped forward and grabbed Xuan Qing'er's hand, demanding an explanation.
Xuan Qing'er wore a bitter expression and didn't speak, but that was tacit agreement.
"How could you do this to her?!" Cui Ming trembled with rage.
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