Still alive, Zhou Zhiruo felt relieved a little, but was replaced by a hint of disappointment.
At this moment, a woman who looked to be in her fifties walked into Zhu Jiuzhen's boudoir, followed by many women of the same age as Zhou Zhiruo.
The woman in her fifties was the leader of Emei, Fang Yanqing, who called herself Miejue.
Nun Miejue already knew what was happening at the moment.
She asked Zhou Zhiruo: Can Miss Zhu be saved?
Zhou Zhiruo replied: There should be a way to save him, but I don’t know whether this girl who used poison is willing to save him.
Zhu'er on the side said viciously: Help, are you kidding me? I'm here to kill her.
For that cruel and short-lived ghost, I am willing to go to hell with Zhu Jiuzhen.
When I get to hell, I will kill her a thousand times.
Zhou Zhiruo walked up to Zhu'er with a long sword in her hand.
She said slowly: My girl, you only have one life. As long as you are alive, there will always be things worth cherishing.
Hand over the antidote and you will live.
Zhu'er said coldly: Don't even think about it. I'm here to avenge that cruel and short-lived ghost. You can kill me or cut me up as you like. Stop talking nonsense.
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head helplessly: "These days, there are too many people who are not afraid of death."
Normal methods no longer work for these people.
Zhou Zhiruo thought for a moment and then asked Zhu'er.
Who is that cruel and short-lived ghost you are talking about?
Is he still alive?
Zhu'er raised her head proudly: Of course that cruel and short-lived ghost is alive, I will not let him die before me.
Zhou Zhiruo smiled and sheathed the sword.
"Just be alive. As long as there are people who make you miss them, you are not unbreakable."
Zhou Zhiruo came up with a plan and said to Zhu'er.
Little girl, you don’t have to hand over the antidote, but someone has to collect your body.
Tell me where that cruel and short-lived ghost in your heart is. I will kill you in front of him so that he can collect your body.
Zhu'er thought about Zhang Wuji who was still hiding in the thatched hut.
Damn it, I really shouldn’t have called him a cruel and short-lived ghost.
He now has two broken legs and one arm. With such serious injuries, he would definitely not survive if it weren't for me.
After thinking about this, Zhu'er suddenly felt that it would not be bad if she and that cruel and short-lived ghost died together.
Even if I can't return to the Spirit Snake Island, we don't have to be separated. After I go to the underworld, I can still keep him company.
After figuring it all out, Zhu'er smiled and said to Zhou Zhiruo: Sister, you are really scheming.
I will help you. Without me, that cruel and short-lived guy wouldn't be able to live for many days. It's better for me to die with him so that he doesn't have to suffer alone in this world.
Zhou Zhiruo looked back at her master.
Miejue nodded with satisfaction. His most proud disciple did not disappoint him.
Miejue said to a female disciple behind him: Minjun, you and Zhiruo go together.
Ding Minjun nodded.
Afterwards, Zhou Zhiruo helped Zhu'er up from the ground. While doing so, she did not forget to whisper: "Sister, please don't use poison on me. You really are no match for me. If you attack me again, it will be very difficult for me."
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Zhou Zhiruo carefully helped Zhu'er out of Zhu Jiuzhen's boudoir.
Just when Ding Minjun wanted to follow, Miejue gave her a look.
Ding Minjun immediately put her ear close to her mouth.
Nun Miejue whispered: Your junior sister is too soft-hearted and doesn't like killing. We are now staying at Hongmei Villa, so we must do things beautifully. You can do what she can't do.
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