The setting sun stretched the figures of the two people very long. Shen Shuyi was playing with the willow leaves she had just picked. As soon as she finished speaking, the willow leaves flew out with a "whoosh", brushed against the scabbard on Xie Xinghe's waist, and pierced into the bridge pillar.
Xie Xinghe's Ice-Splitting Sword was still in its sheath, and the hem of his white clothes was stained with grass debris from the mountain road, obviously he had just come down from the mountain.
When he saw the eye-catching red skirt in the middle of the bridge, his brows instantly furrowed, and his eyes were colder than the wind below the cliff.
Xie Xinghe placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, his voice as cold as ice, "Witch, if you put down your butcher knife, I might spare your life."
"Spare my life?" Chen Shuyi seemed to have heard a huge joke. He suddenly took two steps closer, his nose almost hitting his chest. "Master Xie, do you think that I, Chen Shuyi, am someone who would surrender obediently?"
"Puff!" Shen Shuyi laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist. "Xiaoxia Xie, did you get your brain damaged by falling on the Cliff of Broken Souls? Forcing the Saint of the Demon Cult to become a nun? If this gets out, I'm afraid everyone in the martial arts world will laugh their heads off.
The cunning in her eyes was like poison tempered with honey, which made Xie Xinghe furious.
The sword energy swept across the water, and the ice spikes stirred up with a sound of breaking through the air pierced towards Shen Shuyi's face, but were knocked down by the long whip three inches away from her.
The moment the ice chips mixed with water droplets exploded, Shen Shuyi had already stepped on the bridge railing and rushed behind him, her red skirt fluttering like a blooming blood lotus.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!!”
The sound of the long whip colliding with the sword echoed crisply above the stone bridge. Xie Xinghe's swordsmanship was as fierce as thunder, and each sword had the power to crack ice and shatter rocks, but Chen Shuyi was like a slippery fish, always able to dodge at the critical moment.
Even so, Shen Shuyi was still shocked by his sword energy and felt pain all over his body.
She felt Xie Xinghe's murderous intent, but she didn't expect that he would recover so quickly after being seriously injured. If she didn't die after fighting him, he would take her to Emei Mountain and become a monk.
The thought of herself becoming a bald nun made her so angry that her teeth itched.
Shen Shuyi hastily exchanged a Life and Death Together Gu in the system mall, and when Xie Xinghe stabbed at him with a sword, he used all his strength to rush into his arms.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and raised her head to block the man's lips.
She bit Xie Xinghe's thin lips hard, and when he opened his mouth in pain, she pushed the Gu Dan in with her tongue.
"Ahem!!" Xie Xinghe slapped her away with a palm, shocked and angry.
"Witch, what did you do to me?!"
"Bang——" Chen Shuyi was caught off guard and bumped into the ancient tree and slid down. He finally fell in front of the tree and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.
She sneered, "Witch, witch, Master Xie, you know I'm a witch. You should know that I'm from the Myriad Gu Sect, a branch of the Blood Lotus Sect, and I'm good at using Gu."
"Just now, I fed you the life-and-death Gu. If I die, you won't be able to live either."
"Witch!" The veins on Xie Xinghe's sword-holding hand bulged, and it was obvious that he was driven crazy by Shen Shuyi.
He drew his sword and stepped forward, ready to fight her to the death.
Shen Shuyi quickly flew backwards.
"Xie Xinghe, you're crazy!"
This bastard doesn't even care about his own life when he goes crazy.
"Can you calm down first? I didn't lie to you. My back still hurts from hitting the tree just now. Don't you feel it?"
Xie Xinghe felt it, of course. He felt it, so he hated this witch's cunning schemes even more.
As soon as he hesitated, his sword was entangled by Shen Shuyi's long whip.
"Xie Xinghe, can we temporarily cease fighting?"
"If you hadn't tried to kill me, would I have put a curse on you?" Shen Shuyi said deliberately, "It would be fine if you could kill me with a single sword strike. We can stay together on the road to the underworld."
Xie Xinghe was so angry that his face turned pale, and then his ears turned red.
He had lived for more than twenty years and had never seen such a shameless woman.
The pain in his back made him break out in a cold sweat.
He wanted to use his internal energy to force the poison out, but when he tried to expel it, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Shen Shuyi let go of the whip, retreated to the side of the bridge, and slowly adjusted the hem of her skirt.
"Don't waste your energy."
"Once this poison is applied, there's no cure. Of course, it will wear off automatically after half a year."
"From now on, you and I will stop fighting and killing each other."
"Thank you, Master. See you later."
Shen Shuyi did not stop walking, waved the willow leaf in his hand, and his laughter drifted away.
Xie Xinghe looked at her back coldly. The setting sun completely sank into the water, and he was the only one left on the stone bridge.
The red dress disappeared into the twilight, and the veins on his sword-holding hand bulged and his knuckles turned white.
This witch!
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Chen Shuyi walked on the official road, biting a candied haws. The hem of her red skirt swept across the bluestone pavement, and the red hairpins in her hair jingled. Ever since she took off the veil that covered her face, she had completely experienced the "beauty bonus". Even the candied haws seller picked the biggest bunch for her, and her bowl of wontons was so full that she couldn't finish it.
"This girl looks unfamiliar. Where are you going?"
Two women in plain dresses blocked her way, staring at her face with sticky eyes while talking.
Chen Shuyi stuffed the last candied haws into his mouth and rolled away the sugar residue with the tip of his tongue. "I'm lost. I heard there's a Yueyin Temple up ahead. I want to stay there for the night."
"Oh, what a coincidence!" Wangyue immediately warmed up and reached out to help her. "We are disciples of Yueyin Temple. If you come with us, young lady, we will definitely provide you with hot tea and hot meals."
Just as his fingertips were about to touch Shen Shuyi's arm, she avoided it calmly.
Chen Shuyi blinked, revealing a timid look. "I heard that nunneries are places for quiet cultivation. If I go there rashly, will it disturb the nuns' quiet cultivation?"
Lianyue smiled kindly, "Our nunnery abbot is kind and often takes in women in distress. It's no big deal if you stay there for one night."
"Is that so," Shen Shuyi patted his chest in a feigned innocence, "That's great. I ran away from home and was worried about having nowhere to go."
As soon as these words were spoken, the two nuns' eyes lit up.
Chen Shuyi followed the two women in plain clothes to the mountain gate, and System 66 then introduced the affairs of Yueyin Temple.
[Host, you have triggered a hidden side quest. You can earn points if you complete it.]
Most of the nuns at Yueyin Nunnery practice cultivation with their hair uncut. They use the name "Yue" (月). While nominally under the guidance of the Emei Sect, the nunnery is actually dedicated to abducting decent women, or taking in women in distress and deceiving them to return to the nunnery, forcing them to practice the evil "Yunyu Jue" technique for their own control, and forcing them to practice dual cultivation with male cultivators from other sects for profit.
[As long as you destroy Yueyin Temple and eliminate this great evil from the martial arts world, you will receive 1,000 points!]
Chen Shuyi said, "But I destroyed Yueyin Temple. The Emei Sect that protects Yueyin Temple might kill me... But, I'm alone and they can't kill me. At most, they will know my identity as a member of the Blood Lotus Sect and attack the Blood Lotus Sect. This is good. It would be best if Mo Lianzhou is killed."
Anyway, the original owner didn't love Mo Lianzhou anymore. Mo Lianzhou pulled her to block Master Xuan Ci's palm last time, and she still remembered this grudge.
The incense at Yueyin Temple was much more popular than Chen Shuyi had imagined. The front hall was filled with smoke and believers were kneeling on the ground.
But just as she was led to the backyard, she heard the sound of chains dragging on the floor from the west wing, mixed with suppressed sobs.
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