In contrast, Ling Yeyao was still healing Jiang Duxue, disregarding Yun Ruoyue's life or death.
At this moment, Luo Yi rushed out and raised his sword to block her attack. The two collided, causing the sword to tremble and Luo Yi's hand to go numb.
Yun Ruoyue forgot that Luo Yi was still there. "You didn't leave with Qingqing?"
Both retreated simultaneously. Luo Yi helped Yun Ruoyue up, but Yun Ruoyue stood up straight without making a sound and avoided his embrace.
"I want to fight alongside my master."
"Tsk, look, I said you should get together with your disciple, Senior Sister. He's so devoted to you."
Whether it's true or false, the love demon can see through a man's pretense at a glance, she teased Yun Ruoyue.
"Shut up, take this."
Yun Ruoyue rejoined the battle, and the fight between the two gradually turned into a three-person battle. Finally, Ling Yeyao joined in after healing Jiang Duxue.
They thought the three of them could suppress the demon of passion, but they underestimated her. The demon of passion dealt with the three of them with ease and even had time to comment on their moves.
"Is this all the senior disciple of the Qingyun Sect is capable of? If it were me, wouldn't I be your ancestor?"
"Senior Sister, I think your disciple is quite good. Quickly take him in. Who says a woman can only have one Daoist partner?"
"Little apprentice, keep it up and take down your master."
The seductive demon chuckled slyly, but when her gaze fell upon Zhang Zhengqing's fleeing figure, her purple pupils contracted, and her smiling face instantly fell, turning fierce.
With a flick of her wrist, she repelled Yun Ruoyue and the other two, and then went to chase after Zhang Zhengqing.
But at this moment, Yun Ruoyue used all her strength, "Azure Cloud Slash Ninth Form: Floating Light".
A single sword conjured countless illusory swords that floated in the air, shooting towards the Demon of Love in all directions.
Each sword strike contained Yun Ruoyue's spiritual power. Seeing this, Ling Yeyao assisted her, together binding the demon of love.
Luo Yi was very displeased when he saw this, and secretly blocked Ling Yeyao, standing behind Yun Ruoyue.
This made it difficult for the demon to escape, and she slowed down.
Zhang Zhengqing walked in the direction Li Yinhua had left, stumbling and unsteady on his feet. He was so frightened that he couldn't stand up straight and scrambled over there.
"I really don't have time to play with you guys anymore. Zhang Zhengqing must die."
The demon's expression turned serious. "You can live, but he must die."
"If you want to kill him, you have to get past me first." Yun Ruoyue said, barely managing to stay upright.
"Senior Sister, I didn't want to kill you, but you're ungrateful. So, you can all stay here."
The demon's hair suddenly grew out of control, becoming countless strands, each one thin yet strong.
The air was filled with strands of hair and swords entangled together. No matter how she tried to cut them, they would grow back quickly.
In the bridal chamber, Shen Muqing helped Li Yinhua sit on the edge of the bed, while the summoned physician took her pulse.
"Miss, this fetal movement is caused by anger and anxiety. Your pulse is not very stable. I will prescribe a medicine to stabilize the pregnancy. After taking it, calm down and recuperate. There should be no major problems."
Hearing that his daughter was alright, Lord Li was relieved. She was his only child; if something had happened to her, how could he go on living?
"Sweetie, don't get too excited. We need to listen to the doctor. Daddy is waiting for the baby in your belly to call you Grandpa."
"Okay, I will."
Li Yinhua touched her belly with a complicated expression. It was her father who was being hypocritical, not her.
No one knows how Zhang Zhengqing got there, but he ended up in front of the bridal chamber. He shouted outside the door, "Wife, father-in-law, please save me! Wife."
Ten meters behind him, Qingyao's hair followed him with a clear purpose.
The fight scenes between Qing Yao, Yun Ruoyue, and the other two changed repeatedly, eventually leading to the outside of a meticulously decorated new house. It was magnificent, with red silk adorning the beams, pillars, door frames, and windows.
Red lanterns with the character for "happiness" were still hanging there.
The whole courtyard had a festive atmosphere.
Upon hearing his voice, Lord Li, who was inside the room, immediately tried to close the door to prevent him from harming his daughter.
Zhang Zhengqing, who had just been stumbling, was now walking briskly and blocked the doorway in an instant. "Father-in-law, I haven't gone in yet."
"You two haven't even had a wedding ceremony yet, so what kind of father-in-law am I to you?"
Before the two could exchange more than a few words, the hair followed. Seeing this, Shen Muqing had no choice but to step forward herself, holding the Biyue water that Xuan Yan had rewarded her with, and began to fight with the hair.
"Lord of the city, close the door. You and the bride stay inside and don't come out."
The butler supported Li Yinhua and stood in front of her, subtly protecting her. "Miss, be careful, let's not go out."
"I'm worried about my dad."
"With the immortal here, the city lord will be fine."
On the other side of the door frame, Lord Li was still locked in a stalemate with Zhang Zhengqing, completely unaware of the silent stray hairs coming from behind him.
Shen Muqing had sharp eyes, but was entangled by another strand of hair, so she could only shout, "Be careful, City Lord!"
When Lord Li saw the strands of hair behind Zhang Zhengqing, he tried even harder to close the door. Zhang Zhengqing turned around and saw the strands of hair so close to him, which probably triggered a huge survival instinct.
"Father-in-law! Save me!"
His slender body burst with energy as he forcefully pushed open the door and rushed inside. He believed that as long as he was with Li Yinhua, everything would be alright, because everyone was protecting her.
Lord Li was pushed aside and staggered. The hair that was supposed to pierce Zhang Zhengqing did not have time to change direction and pierced Lord Li's heart directly.
Blood-stained strands of hair greedily sucked at the wound. With a "poof," Lord Li spat out blood all over Zhang Zhengqing's back, and, clutching his heart, could not stand steadily.
This sudden turn of events stung Li Yinhua's eyes in the room, and she cried out, "Father!"
She didn't care about anything else—no love demons, no monsters, no immortals, she left them all behind.
Li Yinhua ran over, trembling, and hugged Lord Li, covering his heart where a strand of hair had pierced through it, the hair still stuck there.
She pulled desperately outwards, even though her hands were all cut, and her blood mixed with Lord Li's blood.
"Dad, you can't die! My child isn't even born yet, he hasn't called you grandpa yet, you can't die."
"Father, with the immortal here, you'll be alright, Father!"
Tears blurred her vision, and Li Yinhua wiped them away haphazardly.
Lord Li was still alive. He tremblingly reached out and wiped away Li Yinhua's tears. "My dear, don't cry."
"You must take good care of yourself after Daddy's gone, do you hear me, sweetie, Daddy..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lord Li's hand fell limp. The kind and amiable old man lost his life that day, and a string of tears streamed down his face as he turned away.
"father!"
"Father, wake up! I'm not getting married. I promise I'll listen to you from now on."
"Dad, I was wrong, I regret it, please wake up."
Li Yinhua shook the body of Lord Li, weeping bitterly, the gold hairpin on her head making a crisp sound with her movements.
Zhang Zhengqing stared blankly at the scene, then quickly shook his head and whispered, "This isn't my fault, it's all his own fault."
"He wanted to come here himself."
"It wasn't me."
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