Enchantress (fixed) Are you sick?
Yan Huanyue was suffering from internal injuries and was worried that it would damage her heart meridian, so she took a few pills first.
He then sat cross-legged on the ground and absorbed several high-grade spirit stones he had received during the war.
When I opened my eyes again, the fleeting northern daylight had already vanished.
Under the cover of darkness, a layer of ethereal heat and cold permeated the bottom of the chasm, which was covered with cold forests.
Yan Huanyue plucked a small flame, got up, and walked to the two people who were still unconscious.
After briefly checking their pulses, it was clear that although they hadn't been crushed by the pressure of the spirit boat, they had been dragged down by her with all her might and swept to the edge of the pressure, resulting in serious injuries.
Judging from the injuries of these two people, if it weren't for that copper coin, she probably would have had to piece herself back together.
However, Tan Guiyi's injuries were relatively lighter, while Xu Lan's injuries were more severe, and Xu Lan had residual spiritual energy on her, indicating that Xu Lan was closest to her just now.
The person she caught was indeed Xu Lan.
Yan Huanyue didn't understand; she hadn't actually offended Xu Lan.
If it was because of Yu Zhao that he treated her coldly, or even tripped her up in some minor ways, then logically speaking, the malice between two strangers should only go so far.
Why did Xu Lan hit her, wanting to kill her?
However, thinking of this, Yan Huanyue couldn't help but laugh at herself.
Who cares why? Just kill him.
She searched the treasure pouches on the two of them and hid them well. Just as she was about to raise her hand to finish off Xu Lan, Tan Guiyi coughed at that moment.
Yan Huanyue thought for a moment, then stopped and fed Xu Lan five highly potent energy-replenishing pills.
However, for the severely injured Xu Lan, these medicines were like potent poisons, only shattering his meridians and inevitably leading to his death.
Others wouldn't notice anything amiss; he wasn't actually poisoned, he was just seriously injured and took the wrong medicine.
After all, Tan Guiyi was dragged down by Xu Lan, so she could see what would happen to Xu Lan if she were in Tan Guiyi's hands.
However, even if Tan Guiyi doesn't treat him the same way she treated Fu Yinhuan before, he still won't survive.
Tan Guiyi coughed for a while, then slowly opened her eyes. The white veil covering her face was now hanging on some tree along the way.
Therefore, the gold and silver flowers and leaves painted on her profile, illuminated by Yan Huanyue's small firelight, made her appear exceptionally delicate and beautiful.
Perhaps because the fall was too hard, her eyes were somewhat glazed and confused.
After a long while, her gaze finally focused on Yan Huanyue's face.
"Fellow Daoist Yan...?"
Yan Huanyue lowered the hand with the flame burning at its fingertips and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Tan, do you know where this is?"
Tan Guiyi closed her eyes and pursed her pale, chapped lips. She opened her eyes again, still without any expression. "I'm dizzy, I can't see clearly."
Yan Huanyue then noticed a bruise on her right eyeball from the fall.
A wave of dizziness washed over her, and Tan Guiyi couldn't help but get up and vomit for a while.
Looking up, he saw Xu Lan sleeping unconscious beside him and suddenly cursed, "This Fellow Daoist Xu is really inexplicable. He dragged me down here with him. I don't even know when I offended him."
Yan Huanyue gathered some broken pieces of wood from the cold forest, then sat cross-legged to the side, made a hand seal to dry the wood, lit it on fire, and said calmly:
“I have not offended this Fellow Daoist Xu, but he slammed me into the sinking ship. In my haste, I pulled him down, but I don’t know why he pulled you down as well.”
Tan Guiyi's expression darkened for a moment, then turned blank as she looked up at the dark sky.
"I didn't know either, Fellow Daoist Yan... His hitting you has nothing to do with me. I admit we had some past grievances, but you wouldn't be thinking of killing us when no one's around, would you?"
Yan Huanyue smiled gently. Although her words were sarcastic, they were earnest and slightly reproachful. She said, "Fellow Daoist Tan, look at you, you're overthinking things again, aren't you? You said you were as carefree as a man, how come you're acting like this after taking a fall?"
Tan Guiyi rubbed his head and reached into his sleeve for his treasure pouch, only to find it empty.
Her expression shifted, and though she had a question in her mind, she didn't voice it. Instead, she smiled frankly at Yan Huanyue, "A man with a big heart? Ha..."
As he spoke, his slightly trembling fingertips pointed again at Xu Lan, who was still unconscious.
"Does Fellow Daoist Yan know why Xu Lan repeatedly tried to bump into you?"
These words revealed that during the time of the Demon Palace's grand formation, she was also caught off guard by Xu Lan's sudden collision amidst the chaos.
Yan Huanyue took out a pill from her sleeve and held it between her fingers. "Oh? I'd like to hear more about it."
Tan Guiyi's gaze swept over the pill between her fingers. "From what I've heard, Fellow Daoist Xu is quite indignant about your fate."
Yan Huanyue feigned a puzzled look, "My fate?"
Tan Guiyi said, "To be honest, you, me, and Fellow Daoist Xu are all just ordinary people from ordinary backgrounds in the sect. In fact, you are even worse off than us."
Tan Guiyi turned around, coughed up blood, wiped the blood from her lips, and said weakly:
"However, you were first brought back to the sect by Sect Leader Pei, then you became engaged to Yu Zhao, the future head of the Yu family in Yun Jing. After abandoning Yu Zhao, you married Sect Leader Pei's son, and then you had a young master from the Xue family..."
Tan Guiyi chuckled lightly, "Fellow Daoist Xu seems to dislike women like you. You come from a poor background, have nothing to be proud of, and can't even be a quiet, honest, ordinary woman. Why do you live such a good life? If it weren't for your own improper behavior and the good thing your parents died..."
Tan Guiyi's expression stiffened for a moment. "It was Fellow Daoist Xu who said it. But you see, even if he has never actually known you, or even if he didn't know you at all before, his malice towards you can still grow so easily."
"The malice in people's hearts can sometimes surface so easily. People are most likely to hate those who are similar to themselves but are doing better than them. Therefore, we must cultivate our minds at all times."
Tan Guiyi's trembling hand gently made a hand seal, like an orchid struggling to survive in a storm, swaying precariously.
Yan Huanyue gently placed the pill on the fingertips of the girl who was making a hand seal, and said softly, "What you say is true, fellow Daoist. May you cultivate your mind and practice the correct methods, and attain great enlightenment."
Tan Guiyi held the pill but didn't rush to swallow it. Instead, she turned her head to look at Xu Lan and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yan, what do you plan to do with Fellow Daoist Xu?"
Yan Huanyue stood up and said, "He is seriously injured. I don't know his current condition. After all, he came back from slaying demons in the North. I don't really want to do anything to him."
With that, he lifted his foot and walked deeper into the cold forest.
Tan Guiyi asked, "Fellow Daoist Yan, where are you going?"
Yan Huanyue said, "The pressure from the spirit boat was too great just now, and it seems that my treasure pouch is lost. I'll go look for it. If I find it, I can give you a few spirit stones to help me restore it."
Tan Guiyi was skeptical of her words, after all, it was hard not to suspect that Yan Huanyue had searched her treasure pouch.
She endured her headache and crawled to Xu Lan's side, searching him thoroughly. However, there seemed to be no trace of the treasure pouch on Xu Lan's body. She wondered if she hadn't looked in the right place or if Yan Huanyue had taken it from him.
The forest was silent and still, and the broken wood left by Yan Huanyue was still burning, but it probably wouldn't last until the distant daylight of the north arrived.
"Fellow Daoist Yan!"
Tan Guiyi called out loudly, "Fellow Daoist Yan, will you come back after you find the treasure pouch? Fellow Daoist Yan? Have you found the treasure pouch yet? Fellow Daoist Yan, please don't go too far, okay?"
The only response she received was the cold, desolate sound of the wind in the cold forest.
Because it is at the bottom of the natural barrier, which is a narrow area, there is a faint warmth on the ground that intertwines with the coldness above.
Tan Guiyi gasped for breath, then lay down on the ground near the firelight. Although her robes could keep her warm, she was still weak and could feel the chill creeping over her from the inside out.
She threw the pills Yan Huanyue had given her into the fire, and a wisp of smoke drifted by, bringing with it a faint fragrance.
It is indeed a genuine Qi-boosting and blood-nourishing pill.
Tan Guiyi felt a pang of regret for her suspicious nature.
but......
She turned her head to look at the unconscious Xu Lan.
She knew perfectly well why Xu Lan had pulled her earlier.
After she flew away from the collapsed snow-capped peak, she could not escape the horde of corpses that rushed towards her, nor could she escape Yun Ruoqing who led her men to attack.
Xu Lan bumped into Yan Huanyue perhaps wanting her to suffer from being hit by the spirit boat, but Xu Lan pulled her back to save her life.
The same person can have goodwill and malice coexist so freely.
Tan Guiyi looked around for a long time, but couldn't find any trace or sound of Yan Huanyue, so she gradually approached Xu Lan.
Although it was done to save someone, she was seriously injured in the process. Compensating her with something shouldn't be a big deal.
She gently reached out and placed her hand on Xu Lan's forehead, softly calling out, "Fellow Daoist Xu?"
What was originally just a cautious probe before taking action unexpectedly turned into Xu Lan slowly opening his eyes, looking at her with pain and confusion, "A-Tan?"
Tan Guiyi gritted her teeth, about to make her move, when she heard a noise coming from afar.
She looked up and was startled to see the head of a giant golden snake emerging from the deep forest, which made her hair stand on end and feel a chill run down her spine.
The snake had a pair of eerie, cold pink eyes, and it was staring indifferently at them.
Tan Guiyi didn't have time to think about why such a large snake would swim down from the bottom of the chasm. She just assumed that the crisis above had been resolved and the demons had come down to help find the people who had fallen into the chasm.
She abruptly withdrew her hand from Xu Lan's forehead, her pale lips forcing a smile at the sinister giant snake, "Fellow Daoist Snake..."
To their surprise, the snake showed no interest in the two of them. After watching them for a while, it lowered its head, made a rustling sound, and then slithered away to who-knows-where.
Yan Huanyue searched for a long time in the cold forest, but did not find the person who had fallen.
It seems that only the three of them were hit by the falling object.
When we returned to the original spot, the narrow sky above was already showing a hint of white.
The fire had long since died down. Tan Guiyi was sitting in meditation, while Xu Lan was leaning against a tree, half-awake and half-dazed.
Yan Huanyue thought she would see Xu Lan, who had "died from serious injuries," when she returned, but the current scene made her take a few more glances at Tan Guiyi.
He really is a magnanimous person.
However, she did not approach the two of them.
Instead, after glancing over, it darted into the forest to search the other side for anyone who had fallen below the chasm, hoping to rescue them.
She had been to the bottom of the natural barrier during her patrols, but she wasn't familiar with it because each of them was responsible for a specific area at the time.
She had walked through the area she was responsible for several times, but she either passed by other places or had never been there.
Now, as we continue forward, we enter a thick fog of confusion.
In the snow-covered forests where the snow never melts, the ground's slight warmth slowly steams the area, gradually forming a mist.
She slowed down, opened her eyes wide, and carefully looked around. Suddenly, a blood-blue hand reached out from the thick fog.
Yan Huanyue suddenly clenched her fist, and her natal sword appeared in response to the incantation. She estimated the position of the head based on the position of her hand and stabbed it out, pulling it towards her direction, and sure enough, she brought out a corpse demon.
She quickly dragged the corpse demon backward, dispelled the corpse poison with a few slashes, and when she looked up, she saw several unusually tall corpse demons emerging from the thick fog.
The corpse demons are quick-witted, so it's unlikely they were hit by the spirit boat. Perhaps they didn't get any advantage up there, which is why they came down to this natural barrier.
Yan Huanyue's expression was cold and aloof. She made a hand seal with her left hand, and with her right hand, she placed the horizontal sword on the crook of her left arm, slowly pulled it out, and wiped the blood off the sword.
A flute melody echoed gently through the valley.
The corpse demons simply surrounded her, their bloodshot eyes fixed on her with malice, but for the time being, they showed no intention of making a move.
Yan Huanyue, holding her sword horizontally, glanced around when she heard a man's voice, "Is that Fellow Daoist Yan?"
Yan Huanyue remained calm and did not respond.
A figure slowly emerged from the thick fog, handsome in appearance, holding a bamboo flute, his purple robes billowing.
Yan Huanyue felt that he looked somewhat familiar.
Yun Ruofan looked at her with a calm gaze and said softly, "Excuse me for a moment. I have no ill intentions. I am just going through the motions of completing the task. Fellow Daoist, you need not worry."
After saying that, he floated past Yan Huanyue in a few steps, and the group of corpse demons left Yan Huanyue and followed him.
Yan Huanyue stood there, somewhat surprised.
Just as she was about to turn around and chase after them, several people rushed out of the thick fog and attacked her without saying a word.
Yan Huanyue quickly defended herself. Although she killed about ten of them, the evil cultivators and corpse demons that kept emerging from the thick fog forced her to retreat step by step.
Several evil cultivators joined forces to throw a talisman array at her. She immediately retreated, pinpointed the weak point of the array, and unleashed several sword gusts to break it.
"There's no point in bullying a young female cultivator from the sect who's all alone here."
Yan Huanyue glanced back sharply, then quickly stood facing south, wary of any movement from the east or west.
Someone behind them said calmly, "Let's go."
One of the people opposite said with slight dissatisfaction, "Second Young Master, the Eldest Young Master said that if we encounter people from sects or demon races, we must eliminate them as soon as possible."
No wonder......
Yan Huanyue looked at the person called the Second Young Master.
It turned out he was Yun Ruoliang's brother; no wonder he seemed somewhat familiar.
Yun Ruofan stood with his hands behind his back, his tone carrying an undeniable air of authority, yet his voice was light and airy.
"The sect members will come down sooner or later. We should focus on getting on our journey and not let such a young female cultivator delay our important matters."
Someone said, "But she might follow."
Yun Ruofan glanced at Yan Huanyue and ordered, "Then you all go first, don't delay the important matter. I'll kill her."
The retainers then led the numerous corpse demons away, leaving only Yan Huanyue and Yun Ruofan facing off.
Yan Huanyue gripped her sword tightly, while Yun Ruofan, holding his flute, did not make a move. He simply said, "I cannot disobey my father's orders. Please forgive me, fellow Daoist."
Before he finished speaking, a noose flew out from his sleeve and instantly cleaved a large tree in front of him.
Yan Huanyue leaped up and retreated continuously, dodging and weaving among the trees as the noose was chased by her. Finally, she seized an opportunity and cleaved the noose in two.
But even with the noose broken, it continued to attack her, forcing her deeper into the thick fog.
When she spotted the noose's weakness and slashed her way back, she found only the noose secured to the ground with golden hooks, while the man had vanished.
She cut the last piece of the noose that had been thrown there so arrogantly, pulled out the golden hook, and fled westward, concealing her presence.
Halfway through the chase, someone called out, "Fellow Daoist Yan, help me... Huan Yue, Huan Yue, it's me, save me..."
She suddenly stopped in her tracks, only to realize that she had returned to the very spot where she had first landed.
Xu Lan and Tan Guiyi were hanging upside down from a large tree by a noose.
The two, who were already injured, were hung up like this, and both had blood on their lips.
Tan Guiyi was alright, but Xu Lan's condition was more serious. Half of her face was covered with blood flowing back from her mouth, and her complexion was already somewhat stiff and pale. She was clearly about to die.
Yan Huanyue found the golden hook that secured the noose and pulled it out. The noose then gently lowered the two of them down like a vine.
The two of them had been feeling dizzy and disoriented for a long time, so being suddenly put down caused them a shock.
Seeing that Yan Huanyue was about to leave again, Tan Guiyi quickly said, "Fellow Daoist Yan, I saw which way they went. Give me a few spirit stones to restore some of your strength, and I'll take you there."
Yan Huanyue said, "I haven't found the treasure pouch. Fellow Daoist, please rest well. I'll come to find you when I have time."
After saying that, he chased after her again.
Tan Guiyi gritted her teeth, turned her head to look at the dying Xu Lan, and said in a low voice, "Yan Huanyue is really heartless and narrow-minded, abandoning us without a care."
Yun Ruofan truly showed no regard for brotherly affection; seeing that she was seriously injured, he even wanted to hang her upside down.
However, there shouldn't be anyone around now.
Her hand slowly reached out to Xu Lan.
Fellow Daoist Xu is about to die. If he can help someone one last time before he dies, then he should be able to die a worthy death...
Yan Huanyue concealed her presence and chased after them into the depths of the chasm. Those people passed by here, and their words implied a sense of urgency, leaving her wondering what they were going to do.
Yan Huanyue guessed that they were either going through a secret passage, looking for a hiding place, or trying to destroy the place.
Whatever the reason, she had to catch up, find out something, and then bring the news back.
She even suspected that the man hadn't tied her up because he wanted her to follow him again.
Why did he do that?
Yan Huanyue chased for an unknown amount of time, until she reached the stone wall by the sea after crossing the chasm, but she still couldn't find anything.
Is there really a secret passage?
She leaped onto the rocky cliff overlooking the sea, where the roaring waves echoed from the depths of a cold forest.
She returned to the chasm and this time carefully examined the rugged, overgrown stone walls on both sides of the chasm.
Carefully parting the leaves, one can see that there are many holes in the stone wall.
The caves on the south side, near the human side, were mostly empty when she went in, and they were also shallow, so she could see everything at a glance.
After searching in the south for a while, she turned to the stone wall in the north, but there was nothing there either.
There is only one cave, which is high on the outside and shallow on the inside, and is somewhat winding, with a stream flowing backwards.
Yan Huanyue followed the sound of water as she went inside, only to find a low waterway gradually forming deep within the cave.
The cave was very low and cramped. She was wary of something in the water and refused to enter, so she leaned over and floated on the surface of the water, moving slowly forward.
The cave grew lower and lower until she was almost touching the water's surface. Just as she rounded a bend, a pair of snow-white hands suddenly emerged from the dark water.
Yan Huanyue unleashed a spell, causing a pool of blood to rise from the water's surface. Within the blood, an extremely beautiful and flamboyant face emerged.
They were very close, almost nose to nose, on the damp water.
It's that sea enchantress.
Yan Huanyue grabbed his neck and pushed him into the water, but found that her arm's length was not enough to push him all the way down.
How deep is this waterway?
In an instant, several wisps of black, ghostly mist flew up from the water, wrapped around her, and dragged her into the water.
Fortunately, she had a water-repelling bead on her body, so although she didn't have time to perform the incantation, she didn't choke on the water.
The succubus dragged her down to the underwater rock passage. There seemed to be runes on the rock passage, and Yan Huanyue was suddenly drained of her strength. She could clearly feel the hard rock passage beneath her absorbing her spiritual energy.
She struggled desperately, and the succubus placed her beneath her and slowly swam forward along the stone path.
Her shoes were snagged by several sharp stones, and she could clearly feel a cut on her calf.
Her limbs swayed and undulated with his movements like water plants, and she became increasingly dizzy, feeling as if she was about to be drained dry by the runes on the rocky path beneath her.
After an unknown amount of time, they suddenly emerged from the waterway. The succubus threw her into a cold, narrow passage and then climbed out of the water herself.
"You're lucky; I survived the storm of passion here, and of course, I also escaped your attacks."
Yan Huanyue, soaked to the bone, leaned weakly against the stone wall, only to smell an extremely elegant fragrance lingering around her nose.
As he pulled a sea lantern from the water, she saw that they were at a fork in the waterway, above the waterway, from which a dark passage extended to one side.
After the succubus emerged from the water, his body dried. He squatted down in front of Yan Huanyue, holding the sea lantern, and looked intently at her face.
"I've seen you before."
He smiled slightly, his handsome features were terrifyingly dazzling, possessing an extremely fatal attraction.
Yan Huanyue felt as if her heart was desperately trying to leap out of her chest and get as close to him as possible.
She gritted her teeth and glanced away, her eyes sweeping over a certain spot, when a sudden shock ran through her.
Within the fork in the road, there lay five female corpses, all of which were the processed remains of demons.
He followed Yan Huanyue's gaze and smiled gently, "I was too young to control my strength, but they were also too inexperienced. I didn't do anything and they died. This is a common occurrence when my clan intermarries with other clans."
He gently brushed away the damp, messy hair from her forehead. "They died happily, begging me to love them and satisfy them. But don't be afraid, I don't like doing those things when I'm not in the throes of passion. You're not in danger of dying for now, I promise. When the time comes, you'll be very happy too."
Yan Huanyue glanced at the five corpses in shock, a sense of indescribable horror rising from the depths of her heart.
The succubus hung the sea lantern on the stone wall, then took off her outer garment and squatted down in front of her, revealing a bruise on her chest that was still spreading.
His words contained a helpless yet tolerant smile: "Look, that hurt me so badly."
He leaned closer to Yan Huanyue and gently sniffed her. "You should be able to compensate me with some things, right?"
Yan Huanyue's eyes shifted slightly. "What do you want?"
“You possess a wisp of enchanting spirit. Give it to me, and I will not need you to heal my wounds.”
Yan Huanyue asked, "What kind of enchantment?"
The succubus pointed to her chest, "Right here."
Yan Huanyue took the cracked copper coin from her chest. "A Soul Enchantress?"
The succubus smiled sincerely, "It has recognized you as its master. As long as you drip a drop of blood from your fingertip and utter 'no fate' three times, it will detach itself from you."
Yan Huanyue gripped the copper coin tightly with her five fingers, looking at the demon, "You want to eat it?"
The succubus smiled, seemingly possessing an innate ability to charm. "I'm injured, and I need to heal."
Yan Huanyue said, "I have spirit stones and pills."
The succubus looked at her with displeasure, her dark eyes glistening with tears. "Are you trying to hurt me?"
In that instant, Yan Huanyue felt that she was willing to give him anything he wanted.
What is a copper coin? I'd give my life for him, as long as he can keep watching her like this...
The copper coin in my hand suddenly became frighteningly hot.
She suddenly came to her senses and realized that her spiritual power was weak and she was powerless, which he took advantage of to bewitch her.
She suddenly remembered that apart from when he was in a state of passion, Xuanzhi had never used this method on her before. In fact, when he was in a state of passion, he would always feed her blood to keep her awake.
The copper coin fell to the ground, and she slumped helplessly to the spot, struggling to breathe. She murmured to the succubus, "I want to give it to you, I'll give you my life if you want, but I have no strength..."
The succubus was absolutely convinced of her bewitching power.
He picked up the copper coin and fiddled with it for a long time, trying many methods, but still couldn't extract the wisp of the demonic spirit.
He was getting impatient and approached Yan Huanyue again to personally take blood from her hand.
Unexpectedly, he felt a sharp pain in his neck. The person who had been lying limply to the side pressed down on him and plunged the short knife in his hand into his neck.
Yan Huanyue exerted all her strength to channel the innate spiritual energy within her body, and pressed her entire body against him, almost piercing his neck through.
After a long while, she finally got up, panting. Her limbs were still weak, and she could only step on his shoulder with one foot and shake him vigorously with both hands, but the short knife was stuck in his neck bone and she couldn't pull it out no matter what she did.
She put away the copper coins, ate a few pills, and absorbed a spirit stone before she felt slightly better.
Still feeling weak, she got up, picked up the sea lantern, and walked barefoot along the stone wall. As she passed the female corpses, a chill ran down her spine.
She continued walking forward, and as soon as she turned a corner, she saw someone running towards her.
She quickly blew out the sea lantern and hid on the other side of the fork in the road, and the surroundings instantly became dark.
The person drew closer, and a familiar fragrance wafted from the narrow, dark passage.
Before Yan Huanyue could react, the person grabbed her with pinpoint accuracy and dragged her deeper into the secret passage.
Pei Xuanzhi dragged her through the dark passage, making three or five turns, before stopping to hug her.
But she was as slippery as a live fish, and not only did he fail to get what he wanted, he also took a few punches.
In his haste, he tied a red rope around her waist, and Yan Huanyue gradually became unable to move.
Pei Xuanzhi, panting and coughing a few times, picked her up and continued winding into the dark passage.
After wandering around for a long time, they needed to rest for a while, so they put her down on a rock to sit on, and then pinched out a yellow talisman with two fingers, which turned into a faint light without warmth.
He coughed for a while, then stood idly against the stone wall opposite her. "This place is very secluded. I searched for a long time. Sorry."
Yan Huanyue glanced at him. He was still pale and had lost some weight. He was wearing a moon-white robe with arrow-sleeved sleeves and a jade belt around his thin waist.
He had a sharper edge than before, and although he looked sickly, he still had a youthful and carefree spirit.
Perhaps this is the real him, or perhaps it is all of him.
Yan Huanyue leaned against the stone wall, staring intently at him. "Why are you here? How did you know there was a secret passage here? Where did you come from? Why are you so familiar with this place?"
Pei Xuanzhi crossed his arms and looked at her. He coughed for a while, and when he saw that she was barefoot, he bent down and knelt by her skirt, reaching out to grab her ankle.
Yan Huanyue pulled her leg back slightly, and his hand paused for a moment before reaching up to the hem of her skirt.
His pale, slender fingertips gently caressed the hem of her white gauze dress peeking out from beneath her dark blue robes; it was damp, soaking his sleeve as well.
"Sister Huanyue, I want to see if you're hurt on your feet. Why won't you let me touch them?"
Yan Huanyue kicked him away and secretly used her magic to suppress the red rope.
Pei Xuanzhi was kicked to the ground, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he sat on the ground, coughing as he looked at her and chuckled softly.
"Good sister, what are you afraid of? Afraid that I will harm you? But how could I harm you? If I were a scheming evil demon, would I need a talisman to suppress my nature? You would have been tricked out long ago and locked up here with me day and night..."
With a "snap".
The slap she delivered lacked power, but Pei Xuanzhi grabbed her hand and pressed it against his own face, his clear eyes filled with a restrained madness.
"Did my sister hit me because she knew I liked it?"
His face was cold, his expression was an unusual calm after extreme restraint, and his tone was sinister and eerie.
Yan Huanyue had just met his clansmen and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, wanting to pull her hand back.
But Pei Xuanzhi suddenly closed his eyes and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Before Yan Huanyue's initial shock could dissipate, it quickly turned into dread.
She crawled over with difficulty and checked his pulse; the faint pulse beat under her fingers.
"A body made of paper, but a heart that's not small. Instead of staying at home, he's always causing trouble..."
Yan Huanyue fed him some elixirs and stayed by his side for a long time. Only when his pulse gradually improved did she feel relieved and begin to examine the red rope around his waist.
She was weak and numb, and his knot was so complicated that not only did she lack the strength to untie it, but the more she tried to untie it, the more complicated it became.
Yan Huanyue thought for a moment and remembered the silver-sheathed dagger she had given him when they got engaged, so she reached into his sleeve and groped for it.
Sure enough, a short while later, he found the hidden knife in his sleeve.
She drew the short knife, held it loosely, and slowly cut the red rope around her waist.
After cutting for a while, just as she was about to cut it off, a pale hand reached out from the shadows and snatched the knife from her hand.
Pei Xuanzhi slowly sat up, carefully placing the short knife into his sleeve, a faint smile curving his pale lips.
Yan Huanyue sneered, "You recovered quite quickly."
He coughed for a while, then raised his hand and waved it, extinguishing the Yin Fire Talisman floating in the air.
In the darkness, a cold body approached her, embraced her, and lifted her up, continuing into the dark passage.
"My wife fed me so many pills, I have to get up and continue to serve her like a beast of burden."
Yan Huanyue sneered, "Since you want to be treated like a slave, then put me down first."
He seemed not to hear him, walked for a while, and then said, "You're a bit rough, but much lighter now."
Yan Huanyue said, "You also complain that someone is uncomfortable?"
He said softly, "I don't mind. You've had a tiring battle. You should eat more in the future."
She seemed to have walked for a long time, so long that she was getting sleepy.
Suddenly, after a sound of the stone wall shaking, Yan Huanyue felt a chill creep over her.
Pei Xuanzhi pressed her against his chest, and a continuous stream of heat emanated from beneath his clothes.
Yan Huanyue knew that it was the Cold-Repelling Pearl she had refined.
"Good girl..."
A cool kiss landed on her brow. In the darkness, he whispered, "Baoying, would you like to stay here with me?"
Yan Huanyue felt as if she had been placed on a soft couch.
He moved aside and fiddled with something for a moment, and then something warm was placed against her lips.
He knelt beside her and whispered, "It was frozen cold and hard before it was warmed up. Try it."
It's like a dessert, with a subtle sweetness.
Yan Huanyue turned her face away, "Who knows what you're going to give me to eat."
"If you're worried, then I'll eat it first and then transfer it to you?"
Yan Huanyue shrank back, "Aren't you disgusted?"
He remained silent for a while, not angry at her disdain, but changed to a way that he felt both of them could accept: "Then you eat some of it and give it to me. I won't mind. I'll eat some from your mouth, and you'll believe me then."
Yan Huanyue frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
He casually retorted, "What could possibly be wrong?"
His voice was flat and emotionless, as if his extraordinary approach was something casual and ordinary.
Yan Huanyue said, "Are you sick?"
He almost laughed. "What's wrong with my sister? Haven't I always been sick?"
Yan Huanyue pursed her lips, turned her face away, and groped her way to the corner of the small couch. "Untie this red rope, and I can pretend I've never seen you. But don't even think about trying to do anything crooked to the sect."
A soft laugh came from the darkness.
"And then what? After that, will we go our separate ways and pretend we don't know each other?"
Yan Huanyue lowered her eyes and did not answer, but only said, "Untie the ropes first, otherwise, what am I? Am I your prisoner?"
Pei Xuanzhi said, "Why would you suddenly say something that makes people think so much?"
Yan Huanyue's temples were visibly bulging with veins, "Pei Xuanzhi..."
She was suppressing her strength, and her voice was soft and weak.
In the darkness, Pei Xuanzhi said, "I don't have much willpower, sister, don't whine to me now. I really didn't want to do anything in the first place."
Yan Huanyue sneered, "Stop trying to confuse me! Untie me!"
Pei Xuanzhi paused for a moment, then walked even further away from her, his voice cold, "Don't be so wary of me. I am not an enemy of any sect."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Huanyue felt the copper coin she had kept in her sleeve fly out.
"It must have protected you twice."
Yan Huanyue stared blankly in the direction of the speaker in the darkness, "That Enchantress was you? Why... I found it at the bottom of the abyss."
His voice was soft and emotionless. "It was originally stationed here, but the seal loosened, and when you came here, it came looking for you."
Yan Huanyue's feelings were somewhat complicated.
"Did you faint just now because you were injured after shielding me from those two attacks?"
He said slowly, "It's nothing, as long as you don't resist me. Think about it, my father is the head of the Tianyan Sect. I have no reason to get involved with those evil and heretical sects. Even if we had some involvement before, there's no reason for us to continue after I go to the Tianyan Sect, right?"
A chill crept over her feet.
"You're injured, and why do you have a... strange smell on you? Did you encounter a male seduce? Were you bewitched?"
In the darkness, she felt him applying medicine to the wound on her calf.
The succubus mixed with demonic blood smelled quite fragrant, with a very elegant aroma, but to him it was a "strange smell".
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