Chapter 189,/.



With a flip of his wrist, the sword pointed directly at the tip of Fan Xiu's nose.

Everyone:!!!

Fan Xiu stood there in a daze, staring at her blankly.

Qingle's eyes were filled with indifference, his snow-white robe fluttered without a breeze, and his sword-holding hand had distinct joints. Before anyone could react, he stabbed him in the chest.

clang.

The sword tilted one centimeter.

Qingle looked at the ground and saw a stone rolling twice and then stopping.

She turned her head, and at that moment, the door suddenly opened. A woman in green clothes walked in with a cold face, holding a three-headed baby in her arms.

"My wife!"

Fan Xiu reacted.

Xihe strode over: "Is anything wrong?"

Fan Xiu shook his head. The sharp tip of the sword had scratched a tiny sliver across the chest of his dark-colored gown, but there was nothing serious underneath. He held his wife's hand tightly and looked at the woman standing beside him: "My wife, she..."

His face was slightly pale and he was still in shock.

Xihe also looked over. The woman stood with her hands clasped behind her back, her eyes looking down at him with a strong, thousand-year-old chill. The three-foot-long green sword in her hand shone with light, becoming even colder and more oppressive.

He opened his lips slightly and said, "Evil creature!"

Xihe: “…”

She placed the trembling little tree demon in Fan Xiu's arms, took two steps forward, and sneered, "Immortal? Demon, right?"

Qingle's eyes darkened, and his aura suddenly became gloomy: "You're looking for death!"

The momentum was so strong that everyone turned pale in an instant and fell to their knees on the ground, holding their tightening hearts in pain. Xihe's face suddenly turned black, and he waved his hand to cast a layer of spiritual energy shield to protect everyone.

He turned around and glared at her: "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Everyone: “…”

We huddled together in panic, our heads were dizzy, and we felt like our three perspectives were shattered.

But I just came out for a drink and encountered something like this! Who is Fan Xiu's wife? Who is that woman? What is their relationship?

What kind of martial arts is this? It’s so scary and horrible!

"Kill me? You're just a lonely ghost, but you're so arrogant."

Qingle slowly raised his sword and pointed it at her: "I want to see where you got the confidence to seize my body!"

Immortals descending to the mortal realm were suppressed, and they were only at the Mahayana stage of cultivation. However, compared to Xihe's current Jindan stage of cultivation, it was almost overwhelming. The Yuan force in Qingle's veins surged, and he swooped down towards the opposite side like a huge wave.

Fan Xiu woke up as if from a dream and stood in front of Xi He: "My lady, be careful!"

No matter how confused he was, he now understood that the person who came had bad intentions.

The young man closed his eyes and hugged the woman tightly. The next second, a strong pressure came over him, the space was turbulent, and everyone's clothes were flying. They couldn't help but close their eyes.

A flash of light appeared, and a layer of faint fluorescent aura shield blocked the pressure not far away.

Xihe stood firmly, his steps unwavering.

Qingle narrowed his eyes slightly.

The two looked at each other, one calm and the other cold.

Qingle: "I have some skills."

Xihe felt no wavering in his heart. He simply waved his hand to let everyone fall asleep, picked up Fan Xiu and put him on the bed, then walked straight out the door. Qingle followed behind him unwilling to be left behind.

To block her attack so easily was no longer something that could be achieved by challenging someone of a higher level.

It must be... some god has come down to earth.

The golden sunset illuminated the earth. The two men walked directly out of the town, out of the sight of the crowd, and flew towards the mountains and forests. The deep forests were covered with dense branches and leaves, birds chirped, and animals fled in all directions.

The two of them moved one in front and one behind, and their momentum gradually increased.

Ping!

The weapons collided, making a sharp sound.

The mountain wind was howling, and the cliffs were towering at the feet. Two women with identical appearances, one holding a sword and the other holding a branch, stared at each other coldly. The birds around them were silent, and the world was silent.

Qingle frowned in disgust: "Return your face!"

Wearing her face and flaunting it in public is sick! Disgusting!

Xihe raised an eyebrow: "The immortal is pure, but it's just a mere skin, why bother about it?"

Spiritual power surged, knocking the long sword out of her hand. The branch was placed against her neck, and she smiled lazily: "Killing husband and abandoning son, killing father and master... It seems that the Taoism in this world has truly declined. A being like you who deserves to go to hell can actually evade the secrets of heaven and become an immortal!"

"It really makes me want to kill him to vent my anger."

He slapped her face in an insulting manner.

Qingle: “…”

He stared at Xihe coldly, already thinking about how to kill her.

Xihe's lips curled slightly, and he looked her up and down. Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "I have a very interesting thing. It can make people experience past events repeatedly. It is used by ancient monks to sharpen their minds."

Qingle's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.

Xihe's eyebrows curved: "I think it suits you very well, do you want to try it?"

Qingle gritted his teeth: "Don't even think about it!"

"You can kill me or chop me up as you please. Why resort to such despicable means?"

She struggled hard, but the seemingly light branch pinned her down, making her unable to move. She couldn't draw any energy from her body, and she felt like a fish on a chopping board waiting to be slaughtered. Qingle finally panicked.

Xihe's face instantly sank: "Despicable? I'm afraid not as good as you."

He reached into the void and took out a bronze disc. It was simple and majestic, with countless mysterious characters on it. Qingle's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but step back: "Innate spiritual treasure, ancient jade disc!"

Xihe raised an eyebrow: "You really know what you are talking about."

He tapped his fingers a few times, then patted her chest and took two steps back: "I wish to stay in this world for a thousand years. The day I leave will be the day you wake up."

Mysterious runes lingered around Qingle, and a look of pain appeared on her face.

Xi He said calmly, "There's a difference between immortals and mortals. You sneaked into the lower realm, so I think the higher realms have already made preparations."

"Qinglan Town is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. You chose it that day. From now on, you will experience the suffering of others here."

His body floated in the air and headed towards the land temple not far away.

Qingle couldn't help but follow behind, gritting his teeth: "You, who are you!"

The ancient jade plate is the most useless of all innate spiritual treasures. It has no attack power and no defense ability. Its only function is to act as a millstone to temper one's character and resist inner demons.

Qingle clenched his palms: "I am Dao Changsheng, do you think you can destroy me like this?"

She has no control over the Taoist tradition, but she knows that her own Tao is immortality, eternal enjoyment of the immortal path, and the ability to fulfill one's wishes. What difference does it make whether one is human or demon?

Xihe stopped in front of the land temple and turned around: "No rush, we'll see the outcome in a thousand years."

Dig a hole and kick someone in.

Qingle: “…bitch!”

Pah, pah, pah, spit out the dirt in your mouth.

Xihe smiled and squatted down: "I will borrow this body for now. In return, I will definitely be a good wife, a good mother, a good disciple, and a good daughter. I will be a respected senior sister in Shangyuan Sect and even in the world of immortal cultivation."

"You will be famous all over the world and admired by everyone."

Qingle's face turned black, and he gritted his teeth, "Bitch! A lonely ghost who can't stand the light!"

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