Chapter 591: Tricking the Love Rival
Xiao Chujing had just said goodbye to Ji Wenyi when Sikong Qing came to disturb him.
The red lotus made of talismans danced around Xiao Chujing, buzzing like a fly that could not be driven away, urging Xiao Chujing to answer the call.
Xiao Chujing raised an eyebrow.
The ghost domain was too large, so he and Sikong Qing searched different areas separately. They had an agreement with Sikong Qing that they would communicate with each other every three to five days, and they would inform each other immediately if they found Ye Xiaoman.
Before Xiao Chujing found Ye Xiaoman, he still abided by the agreement.
After finding Ye Xiaoman, his enthusiasm for communicating with Sikong Qing was greatly reduced.
His relationship with Ji Wenyi could be mutually beneficial. What benefits could his love rival bring to him? They didn't try to kill each other, and it was already a mercy for Ye Xiaoman's sake that they showed mercy.
Of course, he did not take the initiative to tell Sikong Qing that he had found Ye Xiaoman. What would be the point of informing Sikong Qing? Would he be trying to win over a rival for favor to cause trouble for himself?
Xiao Chujing has always been ruthless towards his enemies, especially his love rivals.
He finally answered Sikong Qing's call. Before answering, he cast an illusion to change the surrounding environment.
He stood again among the ruins of the living, on the charred black earth, with dead trees and wooden houses collapsing with black smoke after being set on fire. From all directions, countless ghosts roared and pounced on him.
He looked disheveled, his robes were torn, and there was a cut on his face that was bleeding. The blood had dyed half of his face and neck red. The injury looked quite serious, and he seemed to be caught in a difficult battle.
After Sikong Qing connected with Xiao Chujing through the thousand-mile communication, the first scene that caught his eye was Xiao Chujing waving the Life Sword, the sword light forming an impenetrable net, and he was struggling with the ghost.
"Speak quickly if you have something to say. I don't have time."
Xiao Chujing's lips were cracked and his voice was hoarse. His eyes were fixed on the ghosts rushing towards him. He had no time to look at Sikong Qing and urged him in an impatient tone.
He distracted himself and used magic to protect the communication talisman from being destroyed by the enemy, barely maintaining communication with Sikong Qing.
Sikong Qing had just finished a fight.
I received intelligence this morning. The retainer reported that a woman who looked very similar to Ye Xiaoman was abducted and taken to a black shop.
Sikong Qing immediately took his men to kill them. They worked from morning to night and finally dismantled a place of rules. When they found the victim, they realized that they had recognized the wrong person and their efforts were in vain.
In the background, the demons were razing buildings to the ground, killing demons and setting fires everywhere, and causing chaos.
The firelight illuminated Sikong Qing's face, his red clothes fluttering like another blazing flame. He looked tired, but it did not diminish his stunning beauty at all. Instead, he had a solemn and gorgeous look that made all other flowers die after my blooming.
When he saw Xiao Chujing being surrounded and beaten by ghosts with no one to turn to for help, his first reaction was joy.
God is merciful, the mad dog is finally going to die, it’s a great relief.
She had long been fed up with him wagging his tail around Ye Xiaoman all day long.
He never hides his good mood, and his smile is fully displayed on his face. He smiles sweetly, and his eyes are bright and lively.
He said cheerfully, "Come, tell me some information before you die."
"Have you got any news about Manman?"
When Xiao Chujing heard this question, he frowned, sighed repeatedly, and became listless. His attention was distracted by his grief, and he was hit by a ghost and staggered back a step.
He held the sword, half-knelt on the ground, frowned, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then he slowly shook his head.
"I'm in a desperate situation right now."
"I've been searching for many days, but there's no news of my junior sister."
"This place is full of dangers. I don't know how many times I've fallen into traps, and now I'm being held back by a trap again."
He sighed, "This place is too dangerous. You must not come here!"
Xiao Chujing is on par with Ye Xiaoman in terms of acting skills. If he wants to scare someone, his acting skills are so superb that he can deceive people to death without any compensation.
Sikong believed it a little bit and sneered, "Trash."
Xiao Chujing raised his sword again to fight the ghost, while distractedly giving instructions to Sikong Qing.
"Anyway, there's no sign of Junior Sister on this land, so there's no need for you to come."
He sighed.
"At least one of us must survive and find our junior sister."
"If I... die, you must find her on my behalf and bring her back to the human world!"
His heartfelt words before his death were so sorrowful and mournful that anyone who heard them was moved.
Sikong Qing laughed out loud with a gloating look.
"Don't worry, Xiao Gou. After Ye Xiaoman and I get married, I will remember to burn paper for you every year."
Since Xiao Chujing was useless, Sikong Qing was too lazy to waste time on him.
At this time, the communication talisman on Xiao Chujing's side was torn apart by a fierce ghost that pounced on him. The picture shook, turned black, and was completely disconnected.
Sikong Qing sighed sympathetically. He and Xiao Chujing had known each other for a while, so he just wished Xiao Chujing would die without a burial place.
From now on, he and Ye Xiaoman can finally live together without being disturbed by anyone. Their happy future is something to look forward to.
Unfortunately, Ye Xiaoman was still not found.
Sikong Qing's good mood, which was caused by Xiao Chujing's imminent death, was washed away by the heavy reality and disappeared without a trace.
Without him to cook for her and to help with the housework, Ye Xiaoman must be having a very hard time. There are wanted posters of her everywhere on the streets of the ghost world. Her little face must have become three times thinner. She hides in the darkness and cries, calling his name day and night, waiting for him to come and save her.
As long as he imagined Ye Xiaoman's miserable condition, Sikong Qing would not allow himself to stop, even though he had been searching day and night and his spirit and physical strength were on the verge of collapse.
"Master, we've searched inside and out, but there's no sign of Fairy Ye."
Sikong Qing didn't know how many times he had been disappointed, and he was no longer moved by such reports.
He said calmly: "Leave and go to the next location."
The retainers gathered together, waiting for Sikong Qing's order.
"Where should we go next?"
Sikong Qing's mind, which had been sleep deprived for a long time, was not as quick as before in thinking.
Yes, where should we go next?
The ghost realm is so vast that it is despairing.
If you really want to look for it seriously, even decades may not be enough.
For the first time, the future Demon Lord experienced a sense of the vastness of fate.
He took out a small life lamp from inside his clothes, closest to his heart.
The life lantern is shaped like a small lantern, with a cluster of fireworks as small as a bean, burning vigorously inside the oil paper.
This is Ye Xiaoman's life lamp, which Sikong Qing received from his fellow disciples of the Qing Zhengzong sect.
Fortunately, the life lamp has not been extinguished yet, otherwise Sikong Qing would really collapse.
His palm was placed against the life lamp, feeling Ye Xiaoman's warm vitality.
My panic-stricken heart finally calmed down.
There was something moving in his heart, a mixture of joy and sorrow, like a red bean stalk in his heart. It was the love poison that he and Ye Xiaoman had planted together.
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