Chapter 723 Jiaying is also her love
The breeze blew, and Xiao Chujing came.
Jiaying saw Xiao Chujing's radiant face, as if he had won a good hand and wanted to show off.
Xiao Chujing's pride contrasted with his frustration, and Jiaying didn't want to pay attention to Xiao Chujing.
Fortunately, Xiao Chujing also knew that Jiaying didn't like him, so he went to check the fruits of the passage tree on his own. The two of them each did what they were good at and did not interfere with each other.
Ji Wenyi waited until the moon was at its highest point in the sky before finally arriving.
"Brother Ji, you're so slow tonight."
Xiao Chujing had already set up the table and cushion and had been drinking for a while.
Ji Wenyi's eyes were cold, but his expression still had an elegant smile, and he did not answer.
Xiao Chujing could tell at a glance that Ji Wenyi was in a bad mood, and guessed that Ji Wenyi had gone to ask his Taoist partner for a gift like him, but probably didn't get it.
Come to think of it, if Ji Wenyi's Abao really liked him, she wouldn't have run away from the marriage.
Xiao Chujing raised his eyebrows slightly, seeing through it but not saying anything.
Ji Wenyi sat down in front of the table that Xiao Chujing had arranged. The table was facing the cliff at an angle, and a cold wind blew up from the bottom of the cliff.
Ji Wenyi glanced at the dark, endless caverns of the Wanren Cliff. Behind him, the crown of a Tongmai tree rose above the ground. Jiaying sat three steps away, maintaining a distance from them, meditating in solitary contemplation beneath the tree.
Xiao Chujing had invited him back tonight for some wine. This fine wine was the result of his exploration of the Great Power's cave. It was very old and had a mellow taste, comparable to Ji Wenyi's palace wine. Unfortunately, Ji Wenyi was in a bad mood tonight and didn't drink a single sip.
Ji Wenyi asked, "Brother Xiao seems very happy and proud. What's the good news?"
Xiao Chujing was about to show off: "My junior sister gave me a love gift."
Ji Wenyi's narrow eyes suddenly narrowed, his gaze suddenly condensed into needles and locked onto Xiao Chujing, but his tone was calm and calm, and he teased nonchalantly: "What did she give you? Take it out and let us taste it."
Xiao Chujing was waiting for him to say this. He took out the Withered and Flourishing Nine Tribulations Coffin that Ye Xiaoman had given him. When the magic weapon was poured out of the storage bag, it turned out to be a pocket-sized coffin as long as a finger.
Xiao Chujing used his spiritual power to transport it to an open space nearby. The small coffin grew in the wind, instantly transforming into a massive coffin. A chaotic black mist swirled across the coffin's surface, and the inscribed runes revealed the mysteries of destruction and rebirth. It was immediately clear that it was a rare treasure.
Ji Wenyi's knuckles under his wide sleeves were clenched white, and his eyes were fixed on the Nine Tribulations Coffin.
For him, he was rich, and if he wanted similar treasures, he could have at least eight hundred, if not a thousand. However, he had never owned anything that could compare to the deep affection it contained.
He understood Ye Xiaoman's personality after having been in contact with her for a long time. She always complained about being poor in front of him, but was willing to generously give Xiao Chujing such a good thing.
"It really is a good thing." Ji Wenyi heard his own laughter, which was so sharp that it seemed to shatter the evening stars. He was extremely hateful and jealous. "You...how did Junior Sister get it?"
Xiao Chujing did not understand Ji Wenyi's further temptation. He remembered that Ji Wenyi was once his ally, and Ji Wenyi also knew that Ye Xiaoman became the Ghost King. Ji Wenyi also attended the inauguration ceremony to congratulate Ye Xiaoman. There was no need to hide this matter.
So Xiao Chujing told the truth: "This is a gift given to my junior sister by the other ghost kings when she took on the role of Ghost King of the Qiu Bu De Domain."
Every word Xiao Chujing said seemed to be laced with sweetness. Ye Xiaoman just thought he needed it, so she gave him a commemorative item from an important moment in her life. It was clear what position he held in her heart.
Ji Wenyi said indifferently: "Oh?"
Teeth clashed, each word chiseled out like it was from ice. "Please, but, I won't get the Domain Ghost King."
Ji Wenyi finally got the final confirmation from Xiao Chujing, and he smiled self-deprecatingly.
Ji Wenyi, Ji Wenyi, when will you give up? Isn’t what you saw with your own eyes this morning enough? Why do you continue to humiliate yourself?
Ji Wenyi wondered who he was, and who Ji Weiming was. He had once believed Ye Xiaoman and Ji Weiming were truly in love. When he had interfered with their relationship, she had, despite herself, briefly fallen in love with him. It was his inability to love someone that had broken her heart, pushing her further and further away. He had blamed himself for this countless times.
Now it seemed like a scam. Ye Xiaoman was playing with him and Ji Weiming like dogs.
Use their resources to support Xiao Chujing, this pretty boy.
He was filled with hatred and still couldn't believe it. For some people, is it possible to act out true feelings? Were the painful tears she shed when she made the decision also an act?
He didn't dare to think about what her true nature was.
Was the woman he loved, who was as delicate as an orchid, really just a fantasy of his?
Jiaying suddenly interrupted the conversation and looked at Xiao Chujing in confusion.
"Xiao Chujing, you're mistaken. The new Ghost King of Qiu Bu De Domain is Jiao Yanxia, not your junior sister Ye Xiaoman."
Xiao Chujing and Ji Wenyi turned to Jiaying's position and were both stunned.
Xiao Chujing retorted, "How could I be wrong about something like this? She is definitely my junior sister."
Jiaying didn't expect that even with the established facts, Xiao Chujing could still shamelessly take advantage of others' halo. He clasped his hands together, his cold eyes showing contempt.
"I never thought that the Emperor Sword, though somewhat famous, was actually a fraud. I share this with you, and yet I feel that my spirit has been covered in dust, polluting my Buddha's heart. What a sin, what a sin."
Xiao Chujing raised his eyebrows: "Monks, if we want to talk, why do we have to use guns and sticks?"
Ji Wenyi suddenly said, "I remember that the new Ghost King seems to be called Yin Taojiang?"
Jiaying and Xiao Chujing answered almost at the same time.
"Yan Xia's pseudonym."
"That's just Junior Sister's temporary name."
Xiao Chujing and Jiaying heard each other's words and looked at each other unhappily.
Xiao Chujing laughed: "Monk, are you looking for trouble on purpose?"
Jiaying was about to retort when he heard Ji Wenyi laughing.
"Hehehe..." Ji Wenyi sat with his head down, one arm with his elbow resting on the low table, the other hand on his knee. The layers of purple clothes were like folded paper, and between his half-tied black hair, the glimmer of purple silk and pearls was decadent and gorgeous.
His laughter was very light at first, like a sword cutting through silk, with a hint of lazy playfulness, and as inaudible as a sigh.
“Hahaha…hahahaha——”
Gradually, the laughter became clearer, the syllables spilling from his throat were like shattered crystals, with a hint of trembling hoarseness in his voice. He laughed and shook his head, and the glimmer of light in his hair became more rapid.
"That's great...it's really great!"
Xiao Chujing and Jiaying frowned at the same time. Ji Wenyi's behavior tonight was a little strange, which was very different from the royal family's usual restraint and calmness.
Xiao Chujing guessed: "Brother Ji, are you drunk?"
Ji Wenyi's laughter suddenly stopped. The strings of his rationality were stretched to the limit, but they were still connected and would not break.
He tilted his head back, his neck forming a sharp line.
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