"I didn't! Stop slandering me!" Yaoyao flatly denied it.
"The magic weapon in your hand was also given to you by Zhou Taidou. He also told you that if I didn't agree... he would seal and imprison me first, right?"
After saying that, Liu Yuting could no longer sit still. He walked in front of Su Yao and protected her behind him: "With me here, who dares?"
"Count me in. I'm also a member of the Su family now." Wen Wushang walked over slowly and stood in front of Su Yao.
"All of you get out of my way."
They are all so tall and an eyesore.
The two men's faces darkened and they had to move two steps forward.
"Su Yao... I didn't expect that besides me, you have ambiguous relationships with so many men... Why did you come to provoke me in the first place?!" Zhou Wuji's eyes were red and his chest was shaking with anger.
"Boy, since you are just beginning to fall in love and have been cheated by your own family, I will help you this time." Su Yao muttered to himself: Open.
She has opened her third eye, and her purple eyes flash with colorful glass color.
In an instant, the spiritual energy above Yaoyao's head and in her body was fully revealed:
Her demon core was as transparent as jade, yet it was inscribed with dense seal characters, each stroke imbued with the profound aura of a formation. In the center of the seal was Su Yao's birth date, surrounded by a fine thread of blood, which gently shimmered with a silver-purple glow.
That was her blood.
She slowly opened her lips, her voice light and cold: "Zhou Taidou, the ancestor of the Zhou family, actually arranged it this way."
Zhou Wuji raised his eyes suddenly, his voice tense: "Su Yao, what are you talking about?"
"Your eyes can't see the mark in her body." Su Yao lowered her eyes quietly, looking at the pink peach blossom mark on Yaoyao's head: "There is a mark hidden on her forehead, and the mark contains a drop of my blood."
"The reason why you were deceived by her was that you were willing to do so."
She spoke slowly, "Because she didn't use ordinary magic to transform, but borrowed the 'Soul Formation' set up by your Zhou family's ancestor, using my blood to confuse the Qi."
He slowly extended a finger and pointed at Yaoyao's demon core: "Once she silently recites the incantation, she can change into my appearance, my voice, and even my spiritual aura at any time."
Zhou Wuji's face suddenly turned pale, and he uttered a hoarse sound in his throat: "...Impossible."
He turned around abruptly and stared at Yaoyao: "Tell me, is she talking nonsense?"
Yaoyao trembled all over, tears welling up in her eyes. She looked up, her eyes red, her voice hoarse and almost breaking: "...I'm sorry...Master..."
"It's true."
Zhou Wuji staggered back a step as if struck by thunder.
Su Yao looked at him coldly: "Even a magic mirror can't reveal it."
"That's because the Soul Formation Array borrowed a trace of my blood to reverse her demonic aura. All methods of identifying demonic magic will misjudge her as a human."
Her voice was low, but as calm as still water: "Even if you use your own spiritual power to see her true form, you won't be able to see it."
"Because this is not an illusion."
"This is the Blood Breath Wedding Dress."
In an instant, Zhou Wuji's face twisted, his chest heaving violently. He pointed a trembling finger at Yaoyao: "You... do you know... I..."
"I'm treating you like she is."
"I gave you...almost everything!"
His voice choked, blood welled up in his eyes, he suddenly closed his eyes, and the corners of his lips trembled.
"Were you forced to do this?"
Yaoyao's tears fell to the ground one by one, and her voice was mournful: "...It's...I...I just wanted to survive at first...The ancestor threatened me..."
She slowly raised her hand and tremblingly touched her heart: "But in the end... I really... like Master."
"I... wish... that I were really Su Yao..."
Zhou Wuji slowly raised his eyes and looked straight at her, with a desolate despair in his eyes.
"You're lying."
Yaoyao cried and shook her head: "No..."
"You're lying!"
Zhou Wuji suddenly growled uncontrollably, "How should I know which of your words are true?!"
Su Yao glanced at Yaoyao calmly: "If she didn't really like you, you wouldn't feel any closeness from her."
"Demons may be cunning, but once affection takes root, it's hard to take it back."
"The peach blossom mark on her forehead contains my blood."
"If I don't point it out, you will never know in this life."
Yaoyao raised her hand and wiped away her tears with all her strength, her voice breaking: "Master, I know you hate me...but please believe me..."
"I really... don't want to lie to you..."
Zhou Wuji shook his head, his face as pale as paper.
He raised his hand, put two fingers together, and spiritual power flowed instantly through his fingertips.
“…That’s enough.”
"If you really mean it, stop hiding it."
"I want to see if this face of yours is completely fake."
He let out a low shout, and a blue-white light suddenly shot out from his fingertips, heading straight for her forehead.
Yaoyao's body trembled and she slowly closed her eyes.
She softly recited the formula: "... Peach blossoms scatter shadows, hearts and breaths share the same fate."
Buzz!!
In an instant, pink peach light exploded around her.
Su Yao calmly watched her features slowly change: her hair turned from light pink to dark blue, her eyes from apricot to deep purple, her skin became whiter and more translucent, and her facial features gradually became breathtakingly beautiful...
In a few moments, a face exactly like Su Yao appeared in front of everyone.
Zhou Wuji's heart contracted violently and his breathing almost stopped.
He raised his hand tremblingly and rubbed his eyebrows with two fingers.
The spiritual light flows and the spiritual eyes open.
He looked at her again with his spiritual eyes...
But she still has Su Yao's face, Su Yao's breath, and Su Yao's spiritual veins pulsating.
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