"……No……"
"How... is it possible..."
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the real Su Yao, his voice was hard: "You...if you don't tell me, my whole life..."
"I can't even tell which one is you."
Su Yao raised his hand, and his heavenly eyes flashed with colorful glass light.
She walked up to "Su Yao" and lightly touched Yaoyao's eyebrows with her fingertips.
"You can't see clearly because you underestimate the Soul Formation."
"Not only does it conjure up her form and energy, it also seals her innate demonic aura."
"As long as the peach blossom mark is not removed, she will be your obsession."
Zhou Wuji's face turned ashen, his throat rolling, and he said hoarsely: "...I..."
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, soaking his clothes.
Yaoyao exclaimed, "Master!"
She wanted to rush over to help him, but Zhou Wuji kicked her in the chest: "Get out..."
Yaoyao was kicked hard to the ground, the peach blossom mark on her forehead trembled slightly, as if she would collapse at any time.
The blood on Zhou Wuji's chest was still slowly seeping through his clothes. His eyes were empty, like a beast with its teeth pulled out, staring blankly at the face that looked exactly like Su Yao.
Yaoyao raised her hand, wanting to get closer to him, her fingertips trembling: "Master, I... I'm sorry..."
He let out a harsh laugh from his throat, raised his hand and waved it, his spiritual power was like a hurricane, directly knocking her back two feet.
"Stop talking to her face."
The voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "You don't deserve it."
Yaoyao's eyes were filled with tears. She bit her lip and finally choked out, "Okay..."
She closed her eyes and slowly put away the incantation. The pink light on her body dimmed little by little, and her originally perfect illusion gradually dissolved, returning to her original appearance: a light pink peach blossom mark on her forehead, upturned corners of her eyes, and her outline revealed a somewhat enchanting and beautiful appearance.
Zhou Wuji looked at her, his throat slowly rolling, and a deep layer of fatigue and boredom overflowed from the bottom of his eyes.
He turned around and was about to leave the Su family.
Yaoyao suddenly rushed over and tried to grab the corner of his clothes: "Master, don't go..."
"Don't hate me anymore. I don't want anything. I just ask you not to hate me..."
"roll."
Zhou Wuji coldly shook off her hand, his tone carrying a hint of broken chill: "From today on, there will be no master-servant relationship between you and me."
"I won't see you in this life."
His voice was slightly hoarse, his throat trembling slightly: "If I see you again... I will kill you."
After saying that, he didn't look at her again. His figure turned into a sharp green shadow and walked away on the moon. His back was full of desolation.
Yaoyao stared blankly at the direction where he disappeared, tears falling one by one.
"I... really don't want to lie to him..."
Her voice was as light as the wind: "I don't want to live like this..."
He hugged himself with both hands, his shoulders trembling, his nails digging deep into his arms, and blood oozed out bit by bit.
Everyone present was speechless.
After a long moment, Yaoyao turned around in despair, but was stopped by Xin Jifeng: "Peach Blossom Demon, who are you trying to deceive in front of your master?"
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