Chapter 52 Fool
Sikong Qing continued.
"As soon as the Wei family master discovers that Wei Wuchang died at the hands of a mortal cultivator, the contract between the Demon Realm Lord and his faction and the mortal world will be broken immediately, and the demons will immediately deploy millions of troops to attack the mortal world."
"There's no doubt that this is another great war between humans and demons that hasn't happened for a thousand years. Unsurprisingly, the war will last for several hundred years."
Ye Xiaoman was stubborn and unyielding: "You can't blame me for this. The human world and the demon realm will go to war sooner or later anyway."
Sikong Qing opened the fan with a smile and fanned Ye Xiaoman.
He said: "Then do you know why the Demon Realm and the Human Realm have never fought each other?"
"Those who covet this precious land of Burning Heaven Continent are not only the Demon Realm, but also the Infinite Ghost Realm, the Desolate Sea, the Demon Realm, and the Great Emperor of the North."
"All forces are hoping that two of the parties will fight, resulting in mutual destruction so that they can reap the benefits."
"When the human world and the demon realm go to war, other realms will definitely join the fray."
"Tsk tsk, chaos and rivers of blood are imminent."
"Once we demons realize we can't win, we'll use secret techniques to activate the world-destroying formation and destroy the entire world, hoping to die together."
"And you, Ye Xiaoman, will become the culprit who instigated the world-destroying war, and your name will go down in history."
After Sikong Qing finished speaking, he gave Ye Xiaoman a thumbs up and said, "Amazing, awesome."
Ye Xiaoman's face had turned pale and blue.
"Sikong Qing, for the sake of world peace, can you kill yourself? I disguised the scene to make it look like you and Sikong Qing died together."
Sikong Qing could no longer listen to what others said.
The originally vague emotions were infinitely magnified by this opportunity, making him realize his true feelings.
Falling in love with someone may not take a lifetime, or it may only take a moment.
A hundred reincarnations, a fleeting glimpse.
He thought he was in love with her.
My heart beats like the chirping of cicadas, deafening.
His heart was filled with a huge sweetness, so sweet that it was greasy and sour.
"You just killed me in a fit of rage because you saw me being bullied, right?"
He used his fan to teasingly stroke Ye Xiaoman's soft cheek, like a lover's sweet caress, and lifted her chin.
"I love you so much..."
"For my lone courage against the whole world."
Who wants to fight the whole world for you? I just want to be a rich woman who dies of old age!
Ye Xiaoman snatched Sikong Qing's fan and said, "Stop talking nonsense and let's find a solution quickly."
Sikong Qing said calmly, "Don't think about it, just follow me back to the Demon Realm."
Ye Xiaoman was reluctant to give up her spiritual garden, her foundation in the human world.
When he left, he threw Wei Wuchang's body in the house, which confirmed his crime as a murderer, and he was hunted down by Emperor Zhengzong of Qing and the Wei family.
She doesn't know how long she can keep her life.
"I can't leave."
Ye Xiaoman faced the direction where the sunlight was coming in, stood with her head held high and her chin raised.
"My life or death is of no concern, but I cannot destroy the alliance between the two worlds and bring disaster to all living beings."
"I killed Wei Wuchang for the sake of my senior sister and to seek justice for you, Xiaoyi." No matter what, I will play the emotional card to win over Sikong Qing.
"At the same time, I also want to fulfill my righteousness, shoulder all responsibilities, and protect peace in the world."
She clenched her fists and said, "Just go. I'll figure it out myself."
The sunlight cast a colorful holy light around her, and every word she said was powerful.
What a resolute face.
What a noble and fearless image.
The image of a moralist who refuses to repent even if faced with death comes to life before our eyes.
Ye Xiaoman turned her face, which was shining with the sun, towards Sikong Qing, tears in her eyes and she smiled sadly.
"If I die today, please engrave this epitaph on my tombstone: She was just a good person who gave everything for the world."
The wind blew, lifting Sikong Qing's long hair, which covered her beautiful eyes.
His eyes did not blink, staring greedily at Ye Xiaoman in front of him.
The girl who shines here.
He knew, he knew very well, that there were only eternal interests in the world, and that light and darkness were not absolute, but he was still moved by her sincerity and passion.
Everyone in the world is smart and sophisticated, but her purity is as precious as a diamond.
For those who are accustomed to the darkness of human nature, they often cannot reject the light.
She was like the sun for him to look up to.
And people always cling to that beam of light, don't they?
Sikong Qing lowered his head, "Big fool."
"In a world like this, what is worth sacrificing for?"
After Ye Xiaoman finished pretending to be cool, she wiped her eyes. The sun made her cry. She didn't know when she would be able to change her character of pretending to be cool anytime and anywhere.
However, when she gave her speech, she had already thought of a countermeasure.
She left Sikong Qing, who was staring at her in a daze, and walked out the door.
The eldest senior sister just gave her a sack of herbs. She poured out the herbs and carried the sack into the house.
Put Wei Wuchang's entire body into the bag.
She instructed Sikong Qing: "Clean up all the traces of murder in the house, including the body parts and blood."
"I will take Wei Wuchang down the mountain and throw him away later, pretending that he was assassinated by the pro-war demons, to clear his suspicion on the human world."
"This will become an internal conflict among the demons. Even if they seek revenge, they won't come to the human world."
Bold and careful, steady as an old dog.
Sikong Qing: "Isn't that too risky?"
Ye Xiaoman: "There is no better way."
Sikong Qing glanced at her and said, "How could I let you put yourself in danger?"
Ye Xiaoman couldn't help but shudder. Sikong Qing's appearance was so charming that she didn't look like a girl from a good family. Now she looked different from usual.
The peach blossom eyes are so tender that it seems like water can be squeezed out of them.
The sound seemed to be getting louder.
Xiao Chujing is called Anshao, and this one is Mingshao.
It makes people feel very nervous.
Ye Xiaoman suppressed the strange thoughts in her mind and asked, "Do you have any good ideas?"
Sikong Qing did not answer, but took off a blood jade red lotus ornament from his belt.
It turned out to be a rare immortal-level magic weapon for disguise in the world.
He injected a wisp of demonic energy into the magic weapon, and instantly transformed himself into the appearance of Wei Wuchang.
Even the voice had to be the same as Wei Wuchang's:
"I'll play Wei Wuchang."
"Three days later, I will take Wei Wuchang's subordinates to the human world to play, fake my death, and die outside the Qingzheng Sect."
"That way, it will be a natural progression and no one will suspect you."
This method is indeed more seamless, and Ye Xiaoman agreed.
She said, "Let's clean up the mess first."
Sikong Qing had brutally killed the undercover agent before, blood was everywhere, and the remnants in the house were difficult to clean up.
Ye Xiaoman said carefully: "I'll go to Xiao Chujing to borrow some tools."
Xiao Chujing is entertaining guests.
He was upgraded to a natural spiritual root, and with his deeds in Yongzhou, his value in the outer sect's marriage market skyrocketed.
After rescuing the eldest senior sister who was injured, there was an endless stream of female cultivators coming to visit him with gifts.
The eldest brother and other male cultivators who were also injured watched jealously from the side.
"Humph, being handsome is good."
Xiao Chujing acted like a man of integrity and did not accept any of the gifts.
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