Ji Lingyin ran while crying, endlessly weaving through the darkness until she bumped into someone.
The man was startled and hurriedly formed hand seals, intending to unleash his spiritual power. However, seeing that the other party was a little girl crying sadly, he softened his heart.
"Junior Sister, why are you crying so sadly? Did someone bully you?"
Just in case, Ji Lingyin changed into the clothes of a Qingyun Sect disciple when she came in, so she was not too nervous when she saw the other party and did not expose herself.
The man seemed to have never seen Ji Lingyin before, and he offered her words of comfort and concern.
Ji Lingyin lowered her head and wiped away her tears. Recalling Mo Junqian's words just now, her eyes slowly turned ruthless.
She looked up at the man and asked, "Senior brother, could you walk with me for a bit?"
The man laughed, "Alright, junior sister, how about we go to Crescent Moon Lake to admire the moon?"
"Okay, I'll listen to my senior brother."
"No need to be so formal, just call me Jinliang. Let's go."
The sound gradually faded away, leaving only the chirping of cicadas throughout the night.
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Apocalypse Academy
As the first rays of dawn broke through the clouds, Shen Xun was the only one on the long, secluded, tree-lined path.
He stood beside a mulberry tree, looking up as if admiring the scenery.
A thick fog had gathered in the air, and the fog rolled in from all directions, obscuring the view in a hazy, indistinct way.
A breeze blew past my ears, and the mulberry leaves rustled as they floated in the wind. Then, a leaf fell to the ground.
It drifted down from the sky, and just as it was about to approach Shen Xun, its originally soft veins suddenly became sharp and murderous.
The same trick was used again, but Shen Xun dodged it, raised his hand and grabbed the mulberry leaf. With a little force, the mulberry leaf broke, and the malevolent energy attached to the leaf instantly disappeared.
Hongxi's figure slowly emerged from the mist. She still had that ordinary face, but her temperament was different.
"Last time was just a test, but this time I won't let you off so easily." She always had a smile on her lips, and her eyes looked at Shen Xun as if she were looking at prey.
Shen Xun remained unfazed and said calmly, "You want to capture me? Let's see if you have the ability." He paused, then added, "Evil Star Flame Luo."
When her identity was exposed, Hongxi did not panic. Instead, her smile deepened. "The Heavenly Book and Divine Records, the Spirit of Ten Thousand Symbols, it seems that what Ji Chen said was true."
Shen Xun: "Your target is me, so why are you targeting Zhuge Hongming?"
Yan Luo laughed and said, "How do you know that my attack on Zhuge Hongming wasn't because of you?"
Her words were meaningful, and Shen Xun frowned. But the next moment, he felt a familiar presence behind him. He turned around and saw that Zhuge Hongming had woken up at some point and was standing not far away watching him.
His eyes were dull and gray, clearly indicating that he was being controlled.
Shen Xun remained unmoved. "Even if two more come, you will not be a match for me."
Yan Luo smiled, her beauty captivating. "That was before. I think you know best how strong you are now."
Shen Xun's expression darkened, his eyes sharpening. "You know too much."
Yan Luo was not afraid at all. "Not only that, I also know who has the other half of the Divine Record."
The two sides probed each other back and forth, and the surrounding atmosphere became dangerous and tense.
"Let's do it!"
At Yan Luo's command, Zhuge Hongming, who had been under control, instantly came back to life. His five fingers formed claws, wrapped in powerful spiritual energy, and he reached out to grab Shen Xun.
Given Zhuge Hongming's status, Shen Xun could neither injure nor kill him. In a real fight, he would be hampered and would not gain any advantage. Knowing that to capture the enemy, one must first capture the leader, he pushed Zhuge Hongming back with a palm strike and then moved towards Yan Luo.
To everyone's surprise, Yan Luo didn't move at all, letting him get close.
Seeing that she was about to die under his palm, Yan Luo smiled indifferently, "Kill her. Anyway, this body is not mine. I will not lose anything by killing her. On the contrary, you are a saint who kills people. If this gets out, not to mention how the world will view you, even the merits you have accumulated over the past thousand years will be wiped out. Without merits, you will be destroyed."
Despite his nonchalant words, Shen Xun stopped what he was doing.
He lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the copper coin on his wrist, and finally suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes.
It was indeed difficult for one person to fight two people, especially two people with considerable strength and cultivation. However, Hong Xi stood aside and watched the fight without any intention of participating. This made Shen Xunwei feel strange, wondering what she was up to.
The fight between the two masters quickly attracted onlookers. They couldn't understand why their dean was fighting with a child, especially since the child was quite strong and had been able to fight the dean for so long, even showing signs of gaining the upper hand.
Little did anyone know how distressed Shen Xun was at that moment. He couldn't use his full strength, and he also had to prevent himself from hurting Zhuge Hongming. He was caught between a rock and a hard place, which was truly frustrating.
Zhuge Changdeng rushed over upon hearing the commotion. He burst into the crowd and saw his father had woken up. Being an impatient man, he rushed forward with great joy without even figuring out what was going on.
Before he could even call out "Father," Zhuge Hongming slapped him away with a palm strike, which used at least 80% of its power. Shen Xun watched as his figure arced beautifully across the sky in a perfect parabola, and silently withdrew his outstretched hand.
Zhuge Changdeng fell to the ground, spitting blood, yet still cursing, "You old bastard, murdering your own son, you're utterly depraved..."
Qing and Qi Rong arrived one after another. Luo Fan, with a stern face, chased away the bystanders and quickly helped Zhuge Changdeng up. "Are you alright?"
Zhuge Changdeng shook his head. "What's wrong with him? What's gotten into him?"
Luo Fan looked at his master and said in a deep voice, "It seems he has been controlled."
For a moment, only the main characters remained on the scene, including Yu Zhi Qiu and Mi Er, who looked at Hong Xi with rather complicated expressions.
Yan Luo said, "Everyone's here, it seems I can't take you away today." She looked at Shen Xun and then turned her gaze to Qi Rong, "Long time no see, old friend."
Qi Rong simply waved her fan lightly, remaining silent.
However, Qinghe's gaze towards Yanluo changed somewhat.
Yan Luo didn't mind and said leisurely, "It's been several years since we last met, and you are still as carefree and dashing as ever, with a handsome and refined appearance."
Qi Rong looked her up and down and said indifferently, "You have changed quite a bit."
Yan Luo seemed oblivious to his sarcasm. Looking at Qing He beside him, she said, "It's been so many years. I never thought you'd fallen for worldly desires. I remember when the three of us traveled the world and saw countless beautiful women, you were never tempted."
Qi Rong: "It's all in the past, let's not talk about it."
With a nonchalant tone, Yan Luo frowned, her expression turning cold.
She withdrew her gaze, looked at the crowd, and said, "Alright, I've had enough fun today, so I won't bother you any longer." She looked at Shen Xun, "However, you'd better be careful, I might come back again sometime."
After saying that, he turned to leave.
How could Zhuge Changdeng let her leave? Dragging his badly injured body, he limped towards Yan Luo, shouting angrily, "Don't go! You hurt my father, I'll kill you!"
However, though he spoke harshly, his body wouldn't allow him to do so; his sword couldn't bear to look at him and made a series of sounds.
Zhuge Changdeng thought it was encouragement, but Qinghe's words shattered his illusion: "You look terrible right now, even your sword looks pathetic."
Strangely, after Qinghe finished speaking, Huanque Sword actually stopped, which could be considered as tacit agreement.
Zhuge Changdeng could only helplessly watch Yan Luo leave arrogantly.
"Why won't you help me?!" he shouted.
Before Qinghe could speak, Qirong said, "That's just a remnant of consciousness. Even if we catch it, it won't be Yanluo himself, so it's of no use."
Everyone understood.
As soon as Yan Luo disappeared, Zhuge Hongming lost consciousness and swayed precariously. Zhuge Changdeng reacted quickly and caught him in his arms.
Qi Rong stepped forward and examined him for a moment, then said, "His seal has not been completely lifted yet. Leave him to me for the next two days."
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